Chapter 87 Scissors Alley Mouth Gathering and Scatters! Next

The so-called scissors alley does not refer to an alley, but the name of the whole long street, and the position where Song Yi stands at this moment is a quiet alley entrance in the long street of scissors alley. Opposite the entrance of the alley is a large pond, and there are just a few old willow trees facing the entrance of the narrow alley.

At a glance, he looked into the alley, and there was a fine pebbled ground. There was a little deep feeling in the silence, but Song Yi understood with excitement. As long as he walked along the three doors along the alley, the fourth courtyard was the address of 'Xinglin Yin Niang'!

Song Yi didn't notice Fu Yao's complex expression at all. He immediately raised his legs and walked into the alley. Although his footsteps were not fast, he seemed to walk with strength at every step. Fu Yao hesitated for a moment and followed.

"This is it!" Song Yi counted to the door of the fourth courtyard, turned his head and smiled at Fuyao, and then wanted to enter the courtyard.

"Hight!" Two figures flashed out of the courtyard. One left and one right reached out to stop Song Yi, looking at him arrogantly!

"I dare to ask that this is a small courtyard of Wuxin. If you have something to do, you need to find 'Xinglin Yin Niang'!" Song Yi looked into the courtyard with some respectful tone in his words.

"This is Wuxin Courtyard, but you can't come in!" The man on the left said solemnly. Song Yi observed and found that the two men had waist knives around their waists.

Do you really want to prove force? Song Yi frowned slightly, and then said with the doubts in his heart, "The two big brothers... I really have to go in if I have something to do. Just give me a notice. Just say that Song Yi is looking for Miss Du Qingyan from Bianzhou City..."

"No, no, no. It's useless to say more. You can't go back!" The man talking on the left was already impatient as he spoke, and a hand subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the knife on his waist.

"All right..." Song Yi took a deep breath, and then suddenly took a step back and put on a posture.

The two men in the courtyard door looked at Song Yi stupidly, and then looked at each other, with unknown doubts on their faces, just like looking at a person with a problem in his head.

"I'm ready. Come on!" Song Yi said with a gesture of sacrifing his life.

"Are you sick? Get out of here, get out of here... Don't bump into the nobleman!" The man holding the knife with a knife in his hand pulled out the long knife in the scabbard and shouted with an unhappy face.

Song Yi put away his hands-on posture, then touched his forehead and said, "Isn't Wu Jinwen not going in? I'm going to have a try today!"

"Hahaha... So that's what happened..." The man who pulled out the long knife smiled, as if he suddenly realized, and then stared at Song Yi carefully before stopping laughing and saying, "Kid... Are you really sick and want to find a magic doctor? However, you are in a hurry. Today, a nobleman came to see a doctor... Come back another day!"

"You're sick. I'm just looking for someone... As I said, as long as I see the person I'm looking for, I'll be fine. If I don't disturb your doctor, you'd better be flexible!" Song Yi suddenly understood the situation in front of him and dared to be humble for a long time. These two people were not the guards of Wuxin Courtyard at all, but the guards of some noble people who came to see a doctor.

After thinking about these, Song Yi's face became cold. What he disliked most was that from the previous life to now, it was all these scenes of bullying. It was said that the prime minister's doorman, nobles and slaves were all such extremely difficult roles, and today he has seen it.

The smiling man suddenly turned gloomy and shouted arrogantly, "Kid, I don't want to talk so much to you. If there is nothing else to do, retreat quickly and ask the medical reform day to come again, otherwise don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

Song Yi was very angry, and then turned his head to ask Fuyao to help together. He just turned his head and found that Fuyao was dull and distracted. He didn't seem to know what was going on in front of him. His eyes had no focus, as if he was thinking about something.

"Fu Yao... Are you all right?" Song Yi temporarily ignored the intimidation of the man guarding the hospital door, but stretched out his hand and asked under his eyes.

"Ah! What's going on?" Fu Yao suddenly woke up and looked at Song Yi strangely...

"Get out of here!" At this time, the man in the courtyard looked at Song Yi and ignored him, took his threat as a deaf ear, and urged him impatiently.

Fu Yao muttered. Hearing this unreasonable voice, he threw a few copper coins at the top of the two men in the courtyard, but the two men in the courtyard reacted quickly, thinking that it was a hidden weapon, raised their hands and knife, and knocked all the copper coins to the ground with a soft sound.

Then at the same time, he hit Song Yi in surprise, gently pushed his body away, and changed his face with the cold and murderous spirit when the sword came out. His body was like a moving Lingyan, with one foot on a person's chest, and the other hand held a short sword and hit three inches under the other man's long knife handle.

With a crisp sound, the man who was kicked in the chest was pressed from his chest, and he was kicked over and flew into the courtyard without being able to make a sound.

The moment when he shook the long knife of the man in front of him did not stop. The dagger flew out, and within the moment it came back, it cut off a large piece of hair behind the man's ear.

The long knife, who was originally a good knife in the noble mansion, could not be full of strength in the future. At the moment of hurriedly cutting out the second knife, he had to stop his movements in a hurry. He only felt that a piece of cold and almost wiped his scalp. At that moment, his scalp almost touched the edge of death.

Then he was easily kicked into the courtyard by Fuyao. Song Yi laughed and gave a thumbs up. Fuyao subconsciously raised his head proudly and smiled happily...

At this time, it seemed that the fight shocked the people in the courtyard. A burst of footsteps came. Before Song Yi stepped into the courtyard door, he heard a gentle and crisp voice, "What's the matter?"

Blue smoke!? Song Yi's brain was suddenly stunned, and then his blood surged up and stepped into the campus excitedly.

On the left side of the courtyard, a beautiful woman in a light cyan skirt just stepped on another courtyard door in the discharge from the hospital. She was followed by many people who looked like the family in this small courtyard, and a crowd dressed like two men who were kicked out by Fuyao.

"Green smoke..." Song Yi shouted, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

She is still her, so beautiful and refined, but it seems to be a little whiter, like a green lotus that is not contaminated with dust...

Du Qingyan was also stunned. Her footsteps seemed to be suddenly grabbed by someone and settled down, and then a pair of clear eyes opened wider and bigger until a faint fog filled her. She reached out to cover her mouth and bit her finger... Then she suddenly turned around and ran away...

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly chased Du Qingyan!

"Green smoke... Listen to my explanation..."

"Hight!"

Bum... Some people subconsciously stood up to stop Song Yi, and then was hit away by Song Yi like a crazy cow, but more people reacted to stop Song Yi.

Du Qingyan covered her mouth and ran, and the tears in her eyes had long slipped down her white face, but after hearing the bang behind her, she suddenly stopped and looked back, just saw the scene of Song Yi being stopped by a knife.

"Green smoke..." Song Yi shouted with red eyes, and his voice was low with sadness.

"Kid, you're tired of living!" At this time, a person who was hit in the crowd got up from the ground and cut at Song Yi with a knife!

"Hist..."

"Looking for death!!"

The voices of the two women sounded one after another, and Du Qingyan's footsteps moved slightly. She saw a wisp of cold light flying over Fu Yao's hand. In an instant, he hit the blade of the knife rushing to Song Yi, making a sharp sound of gold and iron.

When the cold light flew back to Fuyao's hand, the long knife in the man's hand was split out, and even the tiger's mouth with him was torn to pieces of blood!

Under everyone's surprise and shock, there were still many puzzles. At this time, Song Yi broke through the crowd that intercepted him again and ran towards Du Qingyan.

"I don't want to... Ah!"

......

There were still tears in Du Qingyan's eyes. Before the words she refused came out, she felt her whole body suddenly rise into the air and lay in a warm embrace...

She felt dizzy, and thousands of thoughts flew in her heart... But this feeling is like being suddenly drunk. I don't know where I am. All I know is that although this feeling is sudden, it has appeared in a dream after all.

"Soong Yi! I'm leaving..." At the moment when Song Yi picked up Du Qingyan and began to spin crazily, Fu Yao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, or didn't like to see such a scene. He waved his hand lightly and said, and then turned around and left...

It went like the wind. Without waiting for Song Yi to react, the whole figure disappeared from the door of the courtyard!