Chapter 11

In the night, no one can be seen in the alley, only occasionally a wild cat leaps lightly, and a soft cry spreads all over the spring night in Beijing.

The young man covered the bulging things in his arms, and walked through the alleys like ghosts.

She won so much silver in Letong village that she would inevitably annoy others. If she was followed on the main road, she did not want to add trouble to the he family.

But More and more afraid of what, he Yan stopped.

At the end of the lane is the street near the road, because this side is not as lively as the other end of letongzhuang. Most of them are small shops and pubs. At the moment, the gate is closed and it is dark, and there is no one. Only the stars and moon fall on the ground, illuminating a little light.

He Yan turned back, squatted down to pick up a few stones, pondered for a moment, and suddenly turned back and threw it out.

The stone was quick and sharp, like the arrow that had taken off the arrow. With a few "puff, puff" sound, someone fell down from the darkness.

"Don't follow me," He Yan said, "you can't catch up with me."

"What about us?" Another voice sounded. At the other end of the alley, several people came out. The big man was barebacked, and his palm seemed to break Heyan's neck.

"Stinky boy, it seems that you have a lot of enemies." The big man laughed, "no one has taught you, but under the moonlight, the young man is short and skilful. He only feels a flower in front of him, and he feels that he has been hit heavily on his back. This is adding fuel to the fire. He roars furiously. Then he looks at the young man, who has already jumped into the fence in the lane.

"Catch him!"

The people who followed Heyan seemed to understand that someone grabbed Heyan's clothes and pulled her off. "Tear pull --" a, the bottom of the long shirt was pulled out a hole.

"Oh." She sighed and lamented, "it's broken."

"And worried about your clothes?" The big man's nose is crooked, more angry, "I must kill you today!"

He came towards Heyan. He was as big as a hill. He felt the ground shaking between his actions. In addition, there were so many families that it was easy to teach a boy a lesson. Today, however, he was kicked to the iron plate for the first time. The boy looked young. Somehow, he was like a loach. He was not slippery and nobody could catch him. He shuttled among these people, but he didn't do much, but he hit the key every time. After a while, the housekeeper and the guard were beaten to the ground by him.

He Yan evaded the big man's face-to-face punch, turned over, and kicked the other side's abdomen with one foot. Unfortunately, the action was a little crooked.

The big man screamed at once.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." She's a little guilty.

After all, this body and her skills are not very tacit understanding, can not boxing in place. The big man covered his lower body and fell to the ground and groaned. The voice was groundless and heartbreaking in the night.

Heyan bent down to pick up the silver scattered on the ground. She worked hard all night and had a fight. The silver she earned was not cheap for others.

The moon falls on the ground, and the ground is covered with broken silver jewelry. The young man stoops to pick it up. It seems that the scholar who has strayed into the fairyland happens to see treasures everywhere and can't help but take possession of them.

He Yan thought of this place, felt funny, then laughed.

She picked up the silver and looked at the people all over the place. She was about to run away when she heard a soft voice: "this little brother, your silver has been lost."

He Yan looks back.

But there was a young man standing at the door of the pub where the lights were off. Wearing an indigo wide sleeve robe, the robe swaying in the wind, more and more thin. The green silk is tied up with a blue jade crown, with long eyebrows and fine eyes. It is extremely gentle and refined, and looks like a fairy. With a smile in his hand, he stepped forward. There was a broken silver in his palm. When he was just fighting, he Yan fell down and fell over there.

She had felt that there were other people in the tavern, but the other party was here at the beginning. She didn't come out and didn't want to participate in the fight. She was just a passer-by, so she didn't care. I didn't want to see this person right now.

He Yan met a lot of men. In her previous life, she was a man to associate with men. Most of them are brave men like the big man tonight, not to mention handsome, let alone beautiful. Xu Zhiheng is handsome and elegant. She has met a man who can be called "good-looking". However, compared with the posture of the man in front of her, she seems to be inferior.

Just then I was still thinking that when she went to pick up the silver, she looked like the script in the legend. Now it looks more like, the poor boy met the real immortal, and was surprised by the immortal's appearance. Then is the immortal pointing out the spiritual platform for this young man?

Walking closer, more and more feel that the man out of the dust is like the immortal on the mural. The immortal saw that she did not speak, and then reminded a sentence: "little brother?"

He Yan came back to God.

She took the nearly lost silver from her opponent's hand and said with a smile, "thank you very much."

The man laughed again. "You're welcome."

He Yan turned and walked away without turning back.She walked very fast, like a wild cat on the fence in general, a few times disappeared, also can not catch up with.

In the night, someone came out again and came to the young man in blue and said in a low voice: "fourth young master, that young man..."

"It should be by accident. Don't worry about him." Fairy smile way, seem to be to think of what funny thing, smile expanded a bit, "very clever."

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