Chapter 271

When they saw the raven, they all thought of the frightening Sabre technique. All the people present except Xiao Zimu were martial arts people.

Therefore, the look in the Raven's eyes showed a kind of glittering heat.

"He has gone hunting game in the mountains. Come and sit down and have a rest." Zhao Xingwen patted on the ground next to him and affectionately called to the Raven.

Among these people, the Raven only knew Zhao Xingwen, so he took the man in black and walked towards Zhao Xingwen.

The man in black was carried by him all the way, and there was a trail of blood on the ground. He bared his teeth in pain, and everyone felt the flesh ache.

When the Raven came to Zhao Xingwen, he threw the man in black on the ground and sat down next to Zhao Xingwen.

Zhao Xingwen found that the man in black had dislocated his chin. He pointed and asked, "what's going on?"

"He wanted to take poison and kill himself, so I pinched it gently." The Raven replied carelessly.

Everyone took a cold breath and weighed how light his gentle strength was.

The black man's face had long been distorted by pain, but his jaw was dislocated, and he could not speak.

Zhao Xingwen immediately gave up his plan to interrogate him. He'd better wait until he comes back in early summer.

At the beginning of summer, he had already hunted a lot of game, but he was too fast to avoid suspicion. Then he spent a while on the mountain and went down the mountain with a slip of prey.

Zhao Xingwen now knows the rules of the barbecue quite well. He has ordered people to cut the wood branches and pile up the dead branches and leaves, waiting for the prey to come back in early summer.

At the beginning of summer, seeing the Raven coming back, he gave it to him.

Today, raven's barbecue skills are true to him, especially roast fish. Of course, cooking is really not good.

Everyone started a fire separately and watched the ravens skillfully string the kebabs. They couldn't help but marvel that the great Xia not only has a good knife, but also strings a prey and sprinkles a seasoning, which is like a picturesque scroll.

At this time, his eyes were not only hot, but also a little more amazing.

At the beginning of summer, he glanced at the man in black lying on the ground and ignored him. He set out to bake some game in person. Zhao Xingwen came over and asked him, "don't you close the chin for him?"

"Why close it? He didn't intend to say it anyway." At the beginning of summer, I casually replied, and the work on my hand didn't stop.

After hearing this, Zhao Xingwen felt quite reasonable, so he nodded and said, "yes."

The face of the man in black lying on the ground was stiff. He never thought that the man didn't even try to ask. He choked his stomach and rotted in his throat.

At the beginning of summer, he raised his head and smiled at Xiao Zimu. He said softly, "I haven't eaten what I've made. I'll make do with it this time and make you a big meal next time."

As soon as Zhao Xingwen heard this, he couldn't let it go. Before Xiao Zimu spoke, he said first, "you have to take me with you."

Xiao Zimu was teased by Zhao Xingwen's impatient appearance and burst out laughing: "then take general Zhao."

"It's your greedy mouth." At the beginning of summer, he hissed at Zhao Xingwen.

Those close to me also laughed.

For a time, outside the bloody southern suburb, it was full of joy and laughter.

While swearing all the way, Bian Ding, who had just returned to Beijing, lingered outside the Hou's house for a long time, but he still didn't dare to go in. Think about it and know how eagerly Xia Hou is looking forward to coming back in early summer.

At this time, if he went into the house alone, he reported that the young master had arrived in Beijing and that he was gone.

Oh, when I think about the reaction of the Marquis after hearing that, his back is cold.

Therefore, Bian Ding made a circle around Hou's house, and finally went to Bian Hao. Bian Ding went to Wen Tiange, didn't see Bian Hao, didn't find anyone in the courtyard in the southern suburbs, and didn't even have a shadow in Mingxiang garden.

Finally, I found Bian Hao on the roof of Yixiang building.

Bian Hao was squatting on it and looked at the magic Yue room below.

It turned out that since Bingwen came with Xu Wenlan last time, Xu Wenlan took Bingwen to Yixiang building every three or five times.

Although Miss Xianli only performed once on the 10th, she looked at Bingwen quite differently. Whenever Bingwen came, she would come out and have a few drinks with her.

Therefore, Xu Wenlan is more diligent in dragging Bingwen.

Xianli naturally wanted to find out the news of the people behind him from Bingwen, and Bingwen also learned from Li Xinlan that she was sent by his Highness the king of ink, and also wanted to find out the real purpose from her.

Therefore, both of them are drunkards, not wine.

It happened that there was a Xu Wenlan in the middle. It was good, beautiful and good wine. It was not very convenient for them to talk. When they looked at Xu Wenlan, they were disgusted.

"Does the girl look good?" Bian Ding stood behind Bian Hao and joked. He was so scared that Bian Hao almost fell down. Fortunately, Bian Ding stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

No wonder Bian Hao is timid. There are few people in the capital who can stand quietly behind him.

Therefore, he suddenly heard such a sentence from behind, but his back was cold and his limbs were soft. After he saw the visitor in the moonlight, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side for a moment of surprise.

Bian Ding was like a big brother. In the moonlight, he smiled at him and said, "why, I'm so happy for you."

Bian Hao calmed down and said "bah" to him: "I'm scared. How can you improve your martial arts so much?"

Although Bian Ding was the most outstanding one in the dark guards of the Marquis, otherwise the Marquis wouldn't assign him to the young master.

But that meeting was a little better than one or two chips, not so much higher than him. Even Bian Ding entered him and stood here for a long time.

Bian Ding smiled bitterly when he heard the speech, thinking that if you were personally instructed by the Raven and hanged for more than a month, your martial arts would naturally improve a lot.

But of course he wouldn't say this. He couldn't tell Bian Hao that he was beaten black and blue every day. Even if he didn't care how he still had a foothold in the Hou house.

But even if he said it, Bian Hao would not believe it.

After all, if he had changed to his former self, he would not believe it.

Before leaving Beijing, Bian Ding felt that he was the first in the capital. As a result, he was beaten by ravens

"Naturally, if you study and practice hard every day, your martial arts will become better and better. You can't relax because you have nothing to do with Childe Bingwen." Bian Ding's words taught him a good lesson. He almost believed what he said.

Bian Hao looked at him with a straight face and pretended, but he didn't eat his suit. He blinked a pair of curious eyes and asked.

"Where's the young master?"