Chapter 110 Qingtian has eyes, iron judgment holding a knife

The voice of Zhiliao is weak, and the lotus flowers in the pool wither. After the Great Heat, there will be no sun exposure. Several people rode, stepped on the afterglow of the sunset, and stepped across the bridge. The delicate faces of the two women attracted vulgar people to peep quietly, but because of the swords in the hands of several people, they did not dare to reveal them.

I found a not too bad inn, and several people fell off. Among the group, a man and a woman were isolated from others and did not intersect too much.

Living in the sky-size guest room of the inn, Qin Shubao couldn't help wrinkled his nose and said happily, "Isn't this environment too bad?"

Duan Yan twisted his plump waist, gently touched Qin Shubao's chest, and said provocatively, "Young master, as long as you have a bed."

gave Duan Yan a white eye. For this beautiful girl who can't be eaten, Qin Shubao just wants to say, "He's uncle. There is no danger one day. You must eat her."

After taking off his boots, Qin Shubao lay down with a big word, and the Tang knife in his hand was also thrown to one side by him. Duan Yan smiled slightly and went out to fETC water with his foot basin.

The fantasy rivers and lakes must be swords and shadows, and the blood light is accompanied by glory, but along the way, in addition to the barren mountains, there are only broken temples and lonely graves, which are far from the imaginary rivers and lakes. The treasure blade in the hand is just a device to cut branches when bored.

Mounted into the city, across the waist, with a ranger's style! But the essence is unkempt, with no image comparable.

Jianghu?

Where is it?

If you fall asleep in the morning of the next day, there is nothing to sing about.

When the group came out of the canyon, Beipont returned with imperceptible excitement and anxiety on his face. He stopped in front of the team and looked at Wangyou and said, "There is still half a day away, and we can enter the city."

Wangyou nodded, looked at the forest in front of him, turned his head and looked at Qin Shubao sleeping in Duanyan's arms, with a complicated look.

The forest was gray, spotted, and the green was dark, making Wangyou frown and look at Bei Pang, with a bloodthirsty arc at the corners of his mouth.

With a secret sigh and waved their hands to the back, several people understood the meaning and separated the two to guard Qin Shubao. Although they did not want to, they also put up with it for the brothers in prison.

"Ah..."

Continuing to walk forward, there was a shout in the forest, and a group of people rushed out with knives, with the look of fat sheep on their faces.

Bei Pang's eyes were white and red, and his smile became brighter. Wangyou and others were naturally not afraid of this group of little thieves, but they did not dare to take it lightly and clenched the blades in their hands.

Qin Shubao woke up when he heard the sound and saw the bandit dressed as a mountain thief in front of him. His whole body was like a chicken blood. He pulled out the Tang knife with a look of excitement. Duan Yan lost his voice and laughed, but his hands had never left Qin Shubao's waist.

"Please make it convenient for you to walk in your precious land!" Wangyou hugged his fist and said that he was not going to fight with these thieves.

The red-armed strong man carrying a nine-ring ghost-headed knife said with his nose and said, "It's convenient for you. What do we brothers eat and drink? Give the money, and we will make it convenient for you! No, don't blame me for cutting you to death.

Wangyou's face is slightly dark, and all his thoughts are on his brothers. He doesn't want to pester these thieves. He is ready to take off his bag and spend money to buy a way.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Nine soft sounds in a row, the red-armed strong man's face was bloodless, and the copper ring on the ghost knife in his hand was full of flying arrows. When he was frightened, his fingers pierce his nose and blood flowed like a spring.

"Ghost Hand Beiye?"

Bei Pang sneered and stared straight at the red-armed strong man. The red-armed strong man was full of excitement, like a twenty-eight women, bowing and laughing. Seeing that his ignorant men were still in the way, they kicked them one by one and shouted and cursed, "Your grandma's legs! Do you want Bei Ye to send you to see your parents? Grass! Something that doesn't have eyes."

The red-armed strong man quickly cleared a road and had no time to take care of his nose at all. That appearance made Qin Shubao's blood cold.

The people passed by smoothly, and the red-armed strong man pretended to be his grandson. When he couldn't see anyone, he regained his confidence! He kicked the little brother who reported the fat sheep and shouted, "Dog bastard, do you think about my position? Fat sheep? Grass! I'm almost a fat sheep!"

The more the red-armed strong man spoke, the more angry he became, and his hand was not serious. In just a dozen breaths, the man was beaten to the head and fell to the ground.

Looking at the direction where Wangyou and others left, the strong man with red arms cursed his mother in a low voice, and then waved his hand and shouted, "Go back to find the sheep!"

Willing to kneel, dare to be ruthless, afraid of death, not afraid of the dead, maybe this is the world!

Qin Shubao grabbed the reins and scolded viciously: "Dog 1 mother's world, if you want to be a knight, you won't give it to you! It's so fucking aggrieved!"

Wangyou automatically ignored Qin Shubao's scolding. Bei Pang and others were all contemptuous eyes. Duan Yan smiled, but his fingers pointed to several people who dared to look directly, so scared that the accused quickly lowered their eyebrows.

Looking at the city wall from afar, Wangyou and others finally put down their hearts and waved their hearts to drive horses happily. Horseshoes burst into the dust into the small village.

"Go! Come with me to see the official! Killing people must pay for their lives!"

The fierce-looking man grabbed the clothes of a thin teenager and shouted loudly, followed by a group of excited villagers, holding a hoe and a pole in his hand, looking at the thin teenager with an ill-looking look.

After the crowd, the girl in a hundred clothes held a blind old woman covered in mud with tears in her eyes.

The old woman's accent was very heavy, and she couldn't speak clearly. She looked sad. She beat her chest with her hands and knelt down three steps, praying to the villagers in front of her to let go of the thin teenager.

There are many people on the road in the village, and Wangyou and others can only drive their horses aside and wait for these people to pass.

The thin teenager looked unwilling. He paused and was slapped by the fierce-faced man. The corners of his mouth were bleeding loudly and shouted, "Master Li, I didn't kill him."

Hearing the thin teenager say this, the fierce man kicked the thin teenager and shouted, "Master Li has always taken care of you. You beast actually avenge him and killed him alive. This is what I saw with my own eyes. What else can you argue about?"

"I didn't!"

The thin teenager who fell to the ground looked painful, but he was still defending himself, but in exchange for two heavy poles.

"If you have no conscience, you deserve it! I saw you standing in Master Li's room with a consistent copper coin in your hand. How dare you say that you didn't kill anyone?

"I just picked it up."

The more the young master explained, the more indignant the villagers behind him became, and the more fierce the objects in his hand fought.

The teenager gritted his teeth without pain, and the hundreds of girls behind him shed more tears. The blind old woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Qin Shubao looked at the thin teenager with resentment in his eyes, and saw that the blind old woman's forehead was bloody. Finally, he couldn't bear it. He rode forward and asked, "What happened?"

The fierce-faced man saw Qin Shubao dressed brightly and had a beautiful family behind him. At present, he did not dare to neglect it. He simply said the matter, but he meant that he was really strong.

After listening to the man's story, Qin Shubao asked the thin teenager, "You are greedy for money and kill yourself. Why don't you dare to admit it? Do you really want your blind old woman to die with you?

"I didn't! I just went to Mr. Li's house to ask for rice. I saw Mr. Li lying on the ground with a knife in his body. I was fascinated when I saw the money on the ground and wanted to take the money and then report it to the official.

After hearing this, Qin Shubao did not care about the angry villagers or complain about the grievances of the thin teenager. He just asked the fierce-faced man, "Is Master Li's house far from here?"

"It's not far, what?" The fierce-looking man looked at Qin Shubao warily.

Qin Shubao waved the Tang knife in his hand and said, "I am an official!" The blue sky has eyes, and I won't let anyone go!"

Duan Yan cooperated and took out a token and shook it in front of everyone. The simple villagers understood whether the token in Duan Yan's hand was really an official order. They were convinced when they saw what Qin Shubao said loudly.

The thin teenager looked at Qin Shubao. Qin Shubao had no expression, but said lightly, "If you are innocent, I will wash your grievances. If you are guilty, I will not forgive you."

The thin teenager closed his eyes and shed tears!

I don't know who it is!

Wangyou and others frowned and looked at Qin Shubao's behavior. They didn't know how to judge.

Qin Shubao, who has read a lot of grievances, also wants to be an iron sentence, not for himself or for the thin teenager, but for the justice in his heart!