Chapter 309 Killing

"Big brother and third brother, when did you come out?" Cui Wei whispered to Cui Jingping, and Cui Jingping was already excited and said, "Sister, sit down quickly and see the bustle. It's better than the troupe invited by Master Pan's house in the village." After all, he is a teenager. He has never seen such a grand occasion in his life. He was so excited that he forgot his shape for a moment, and these words attracted people around him to despise him.

At this time, Cui Wei was also a little embarrassed. On the contrary, Nie Qiuran, the old god sat in the chair, with an elegant and noble style, like a cold bamboo that was left behind and independent. He was also the most dazzling one in the most outstanding temperament.

Next to him, he was about forty years old, with a three-foot-long beard, dressed in a cyan robe, and a man with a serious face looked at him. Then he arched his hand to him and said, "My surname is Meng. I was originally from Guangyuan. I don't know where the little brother came from. I looked at

There are many people who talked in the field. When they were asked like this, Nie Qiuransi slowly turned his head and nodded coldly to the man. Then he said, "My surname is Nie, and I was originally from Lin'an." He was not very familiar with Meng Juren in front of him, so his attitude was also a little cold when he spoke. The Meng Juren didn't care. Those who could move into this champion building generally had to have the status of Juren. If he was an idle person, no one could lead him at all. Nie Qiuran was young and fell in the Juren, He has strong strength, and he has learned from home, so that he can become a person at a young age, or this person is talented and amazing.

No matter what kind it is, this teenager should have a capital to be proud of. If he is young and ambitious, he will inevitably be angry. Meng Juren himself was also extremely envious of Nie Qiuran. He was so light at his age. In the future, he could imagine that even the man in front of him could not be a scholar this time, but he was still so young that he could fall into the Juren at a young age. All of them were talented people. In the future, unless he would give up Zhong Jinshi was absolute, so he suddenly had a flattering heart. Although Nie Qiuran looked cold, Meng Juren still didn't care about Nie Qiuran's attitude and slowly began to talk to him.

Cui Wei did not make a sound. Listening to Nie Qiuran talking to others, she ate the breakfast called by Nie Qiuran and watched the hustle and bustle on the stage with Cui Jingping. Meng Juren was still talking to Nie Qiuran alone at the beginning, but after a long time, when he saw Nie Qiuran's age, many people came over. Gradually, there were more and more people talking around him. Even the middle-aged man who had just seen Cui Wei on the stairs, who had collected five taels of silver, also came over and talked After a while, the man suddenly pointed to Cui Jingping and said, "Brother Nie, you have to blame me for talking too much. You two attendants are really too rude and bold. For such an untamed servant, Brother Nie should use less!" After saying this, he didn't wait for Nie Qiuran to open his mouth, and then hurriedly pointed to Cui Wei: "It's an elegant thing to be a scholar, but there is no way to take a handkerchief for the cloth and vegetables in the concubine's room. I really can't stand it."

Cui Wei originally looked at the people on the stage with a smile and competed with their own talents. It was quite similar to the talent show in the previous life, but these people were not singing, dancing, but four arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Cui Wei is now As soon as his son heard that he was said to be a concubine, he couldn't laugh. He pointed to himself and said, "Which eye do you see that I am a concubine?"

"I can see any of my eyes!" The middle-aged man replied to Cui Wei coldly and wanted to teach Cui Wei a few more lessons. Cui Wei was already a little angry and couldn't speak. At this time, there was a sudden rapid sound of horses' hoofs on the road outside the inn. After a gong knocked, a group of about seven or eight people wore cyan chests to trace the Daqing Dynasty emblem pattern, with a green gauze on their heads, and brocade boots under their feet. The white and tender-faced people had already rushed , idle people and so on, give way quickly!" The shrill sound dragged a little longer at the end of the song. The distant sound of horses' hoofs passed, and the word of concession seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

The pedestrians on both sides of the street quickly began to put away their things, looking extremely flustered, and the faces of the people in the Zhuangyuan Building also changed. Only Nie Qiuran, who sat next to Cui Wei, frowned and wanted the middle-aged man to shut up, suddenly laughed.

"Hmm! Luo Xuan, a dog thief, is domineering, good at power, and plays with my emperor's applause. It's really abominable. Such a traitor should be a thousand knives!" The middle-aged man who originally denounced Cui Wei as his concubine suddenly stood up, raised his glass and poured it into his mouth. He took the wine pot on the table and filled it up. He shouted to the people in the Zhuangyuan Building and shouted, "Brothers, now the traitors are in power. Xiwu Huang has been put in the dark, sigh As soon as the man spoke, he dared to be so arrogant, and many people in the Zhuangyuan Building turned pale.

An old man in a dark green brocade robe in the elegant seat was so angry that his face turned red. He suddenly stood up, his eyes were gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How can such a fool be able to get into the Zhuangyuan Building?" His face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth when he spoke, and there was still a trace of fear and panic in his eyes. Originally, he sat at the same table with him, but several familiar old people who were talking and laughing before coincidentally got away from him. This man had just sent five taels of silver to the middle-aged man who is now talking It was caged in him, but who would have expected that he was such a wild temperament. At this time, it seems that he not only failed to attract talents, but also caused trouble. Everyone knows that a good evil star is not easy to provoke. He will be rewarded, and his temperament is fierce!

"Brother Nie, who is Luo Xuan? How can he be famous?" After the middle-aged man said a word, there was a dead silence in the Zhuangyuan Building. Many people who did not know the reputation of Changping and Luo Xuan did not dare to ask each other under such circumstances. The middle-aged man held a glass, but unfortunately no one dared to answer him. At this time, when he was feeling extremely embarrassed, when he heard Cui Then he shouted, "Little lady, don't you know this Luo Xuanqi? He is the largest traitor and thief in the world, and he is an euncharian who is in power and humiliating the country..." Before Qing finished speaking, a long knife outside the Zhuangyuan building broke through the air and went straight through the window. He penetrated into the head of the middle-aged man with a shout. The middle-aged man screamed, With a face full of pain, he fell to the ground and twitched all over his body.

The blood suddenly came out. The people around him screamed and ran away. In the flash, Nie Qiuran hooked her long arms and held Cui Wei into his arms. She reached out to cover her ears and head, and pressed her face into her chest. Cui Wei only saw a piece. Dao Ying, then she listened to the screams and panics of the crowd loomingly by her ears. She seemed to hear the soft sound of the blood when it rushed to the table. She didn't see it with her own eyes. It was even more scary just by the sound and imagination.

Everyone in the room was extremely panicked. They stood up and dodged. The body of the middle-aged man lay on the table, his eyes were wide open, and there was still panic on his face.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe and blue boots under his feet at the door had stepped into the inn. He was tied with a long crown of green gauze and gold wire on his head, and a pearl the size of a thumb was embedded in the crown. As he walked, the beads shook slightly. The middle-aged man looked at the inn with gloomy eyes. Jie Jie smiled twice and looked at the body lying on the table, as well as the Cui Jingping brothers who were sitting at the table and hugged Cui Wei's Nie Qiuran with a smile on his face.

"If I was not careful, I slipped. Unexpectedly, I lost my life. I'm really sorry for this brother. I don't know if you know this person's name. Since he has hurt him, he is willing to find this brother's family to compensate him. The middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy and he said sorry, but his face was still full of smiles, and there was no sense of guilt at all. Many people who knew the identity of this person knew that Luo Xuan's men had the same temperament as him, like ghosts and beasts, killing people without blood. The population said that they wanted to compensate Chu, I'm afraid the compensation is false, and this man is not afraid to talk about Changping and waiting for Luo Xuan, which makes these people dissatisfied. It is true that he wants to kill the middle-aged family to vent his hatred!

"No one knows?" The middle-aged man laughed gloomily. Everyone in the field was forbidden as a cold cicada and did not dare to make a sound. Suddenly, he turned his eyes and fell on Nie Qiuran, who was holding Cui Wei. He said, "I just heard this person talking to the little lady. I don't know if this one is in Lang Jun's arms Can you let her come out and say something? If you know each other, please tell me the truth. As the man spoke, he pulled out the long knife stuck in the middle-aged man's body again!

There was still blood and mixed milky white brain plasma and other things dripping on the tip of the knife, but the man didn't care. He took the knife and wiped it a few times on the body of the middle-aged man who had lost his breath, and then looked at Nie Qiuran.

"We don't know him. I don't know why the chamberlain asked?" Nie Qiuran asked the man with a smile. He put his hand tightly around Cui Wei's waist and felt that the little girl's body trembled slightly. His eyes suddenly cooled down and stared at the gloomy middle-aged man. The middle-aged man also looked at Nie Qiuran for a long time with a long knife. Suddenly, he looked up and let out a sharp laughter, and his voice was as Generally speaking, he did not cut Nie Qiuran as everyone expected. Instead, he threw the long knife back into the empty scabbard hanging on his waist, and then smiled at Nie Qiuran again: "In that case, I'm afraid someone may have heard it wrong. Give you a day, tomorrow at this time, tell the person's surname family, otherwise..." As soon as the man finished, he laughed twice and turned around to leave. RS