Inside the tent, several people were quiet.
Qiu Xiaoyi is also honest a lot, in the eye is replaced by sadness.
Duanmu Qing sighed: "look, the injury is very serious!"
Dong Xiaoqing left his mouth, heart, emperor, Hao Tianqiong, can not serious?
Qiu Xiaoyi touched the deep scar on Qingyang's forehead and said in a low voice: "Yin and Yang eyes have also been dug out. It seems that the news is right."
Hearing this, Dong Xiaoqing was surprised: "you just came to Zhongzhou?"
Duanmu Qing nodded: "yes, I just came here soon. I found it all the way from the desert."
Two months ago, they learned the news of Qingyang. They were lucky to find here in such a short time.
Whoa!
Qiu Xiaoyi quickly got up: "elder martial brother Li is here, he should also know."
Hearing that guy's name, Duanmu green face looks strange, but also vaguely hasty.
Li Yi is here.
This sentence represents everything.
Thinking about it, he was excited: "who did it? Where is that man now? "
Dong Xiaoqing looks inexplicable, some do not understand, clearly very sad picture, why he suddenly happy, in the face of duanmuqing's words, she still replied: "his name is the emperor, now in Daming Lake, there is a Haotian dome, and the seventh son of the emperor's court."
Daming Lake?
Hearing these three words, they looked at each other and blurted out the words: "it seems that it's not far away. It's still time to catch up now." The voice falls, two people want to turn around and go.
Dong Xiaoqing has a black line on his forehead: "wait, there's still someone here?"
Qiu Xiaoyi said with a smile: "there is a sister-in-law to take care of us. We are very relieved. Come on!"
Duanmu Qing also said with a smile: "yes, we are very relieved."
The two left like this, leaving Dong Xiaoqing, who had no idea what had happened.
Wait?
These two guys seem to be looking forward to it. Do they know that Li Yi is going to shoot? Do you want to fight against emperor?
Dong Xiaoqing's pupil gradually enlarged, and then revealed a startled look.
The black swordsman wants to fight against the emperor, which is definitely a big wave.
It's terrible. Is that Li Yi crazy?
What to do?
Her mind is very chaotic, also can not say why chaos, is worried, or afraid? Or are you eager to send this message back?
As time goes by, the days of Baihua meeting are getting closer and closer.
The streets of Daming Lake are full of handsome men and women, all dressed in gorgeous, elegant and noble clothes.
On this day, Li Yi, Jiang Shaoming, Dongfang and the ten soldiers also came here.
In the island, deep in Dong's mansion.
In a hurry, the maid went straight down a path and finally came to the pavilion.
Dong qianya slightly: "what's the matter?"
The maid said, "the second lady has a letter back again."
Dong qianya turned around, took the letter and opened it Gradually, her face turned white, she was short of breath and her eyes were wide open.
That guy's going to shoot TISS?
Crazy. Crazy. He must be crazy.
Dong qianya left here without saying a word.
Half an hour later, she came to a low mountain. There was a Taoist temple on the low mountain, which was not big. The people living in the temple were from the green mountain.
Far away, seeing the arrival of the saint, Qingshan disciples were shocked.
She said directly, "is Ma bad Taoist friend still there?"
In the Taoist temple, Ma badang slowly opened his eyes and stepped out: "I have seen the saint."
"Will Yan come?" she asked
If it is someone else's question, Ma bad can't answer, but this person is the saint of Daming Lake.
He paused and seriously replied, "elder martial brother said that he would come, but I don't know when he will come."
Dong qianya, who got the answer, nodded and turned.
The disciples in the Taoist temple look excited and excited one by one, because the holy daughter comes to find their elder martial brother. Does this mean that she may choose the elder martial brother?
There are a lot of people on the street.
Li Yi and his party walked aimlessly.
Jiang Shaoming couldn't help saying, "brother Li, I think we should find a place to rest."
Li Yi looks expressionless and looks at the inn not far away. He nods: "OK, it's in front."
Daming Lake is too big. If he wants to find those people, he is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. He doesn't think his luck is very good, but he just wants to find it.
Come to the inn.
"Three rooms, good," said Jiang Shaoming
The man glanced at them and said with a smile, "gentlemen, there are only three rooms left, but..."Jiang Shaoming's face was stiff: "say it."
The man looked embarrassed: "it's not a first-class room, OK?"
Jiang Shaoming probably means that he lives in two rooms with the soldiers, while Li Yi and Dongfang have one.
They looked at each other in silence, her face slightly red.
Jiang Shaoming nodded: "OK."
But at this time, a sinister voice came over: "Yo, where did this army ruffian come from? There will be a hundred flowers meeting in the near future, and the literati will gather together. It will hurt the atmosphere to see such rough people
The words were hard to hear, full of sarcasm.
A few people are not stupid, naturally can hear.
Li Yi and the East, as well as the line of soldiers are OK, are not surprised.
But who is Jiang Shaoming? He was born the son of the Jiang family. For most of his life, only the demons dared to bully him and laugh at him. He was so sarcastic.
His face sank and he wanted to pull out his sword.
A soldier swallowed a constant foam, and quickly came forward: "my Lord, please don't be angry. There are many kinds of monsters and ghosts here. Don't be angry."
Jiang Shaoming did not speak, and the flame dissipated a lot.
But the man was going to die. It seemed that he heard the demons and ghosts in the soldier's mouth. His face sank and he said coldly, "army ruffian, who are the demons and ghosts?"
Jiang Shaoming slowly raised his head: "put your name on the newspaper."
The man sneered: "Xiao Sheng, Yang Bu Liu Yang's children, affiliated to the Ming family." In general, he is a member of the Ming family.
In Daming Lake, this can be regarded as a great identity.
Hearing Yang Buliu's words, no one in the inn breathes and stares at it.
Unfortunately, Jiang Shaoming didn't know about the Yang family or the Ming family. He only knew the Jiang family. After Yang Buliu had finished speaking, he directly drew out his sword, and his sword flickered and rose and fell.
With a whiff, Yang Buliu's head was directly cut off, gurgling blood flowing, and instantly dyed red here.
Inside the inn, it was suffocating.
Everyone thinks that when you want to kill someone, you should make a voice or do something about it. Isn't it so direct?
Didn't you think about the consequences?
Ouch!
Many literati and elegant guests, who have ever seen such pictures, vomited directly and cried out "Damn it, motherfucker" and so on.
As for the talented women, they looked pale and vomited.
The man's smile solidified and said coldly, "I'm sorry, some of you are objective. Our room is full."
Jiang Shaoming snorted coldly and was dissatisfied: "what do you mean?"