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Chapter 66 Our career is great

"Someone attacked at night."

Everyone got up.

Everyone gathered in the backyard and looked at Yang Xuan in unison.

Who directs?
In many cases, the lord is just a spiritual symbol, a deity, for everyone to have a goal of allegiance.As for specific affairs, civil affairs have civil officials, and military affairs have generals.

The lord is squatting and watching the play, but if you can't, bring a few more beauties.

This is called specialization in the profession.

Cao Ying is good.

In the eyes of the old thief, Cao Ying, a think tank, is obviously a little rusty and lacks self-confidence.But with more experiences, Cao Ying gradually found confidence and feeling.

In the last Yuanzhou ramen poisoning incident, Junzi Cao performed flawlessly.

Cao Ying coughed and cleared her throat.

"left."

It was Yang Xuan who spoke.

He pointed to the left, "Jia Ren is squatting at the base of the wall."

Uh!
Jia Ren didn't dare to refuse, and quietly touched it.

Yang Xuan continued to arrange, "Old Cao is picking up leaks on the side."

Shouldn't the old man be the commander?Cao Ying: "..."

"The second child follows me."

Wang Lao Er nodded, looked at the night sky, and felt that the outside was full of meat.

Really fragrant!

Yi Niang asked, "Where's the slave?"

"Yiniang follow me."

Yang Xuan's arrangement made everyone see no light.

The old thief squatting at the base of the wall was worried that the other party would come in from the right.

Cao Ying held the horizontal knife in her backhand, full of resentment.

At this time, the lord does not need to compete for command with his subordinates!
Yang Xuan was holding a bow and arrow.

He lowered his head, as if listening.

The surrounding atmosphere became more and more eerie.

Not even Chen Qu's dog, who had been in heat recently and was dissatisfied with his desires, stopped howling.

The old thief looked up at the sky, then looked at Yang Xuan.

Cao Ying also looked at Yang Xuan from his side.

Yi Niang just wanted to speak softly.

Yang Xuan suddenly raised his head.

Without seeing how he was acting, the longbow had already been raised.

He released his hand without hesitation.

call out!
As soon as the black shadow on the wall jumped up, the arrow came in front of him.

He originally wanted to rush down, but when the arrow came, inertia drove him to dash down while swinging the knife to block the arrow.

But the rush turned into a fall.

Can you still find it?The old thief squatting under the wall subconsciously slashed.

Ding!
The arrow was sent flying, and the shadow was slashed to death by the old thief.

"what!"

Screams pierced the night sky.

The second shadow almost rushed up after hearing the sound.

There was an arrow in Yang Xuan's hand at some point.

let go.

Arrows flew away like lightning.

The old thief was dumbfounded.

How does Lang Jun know that the opponent will come from here?

The first time he succeeded in stealing chickens, he did not hesitate to follow Yang Xuan's arrow and fly under the corresponding wall.

Ding!
The arrow was bounced.

Dark shadows flew over.

The old thief made a sneak attack.

Sombra was ready, sneered, and turned back to block.

A knife stabbed negatively from the side.

"what!"

Sombra swears it has never encountered such a trap.

The arrows attack from the front, and when you block with confidence, a knife will come from the back.

Well, this knife is fine.

But I didn't expect there was a knife on the side.

How many people can not overturn?
The sound of clothes being ripped apart came, and a black figure crossed the wall.

The arrow flew, the shadow flicked away, and the horizontal knife slashed behind him.

Ding!
The arrow was shot without a trace.

A knife behind him was blocked.

This is a master!
"Second!"

"I've eaten meat."

Wang Lao Er jumped over excitedly.

Cao Ying, who wanted to steal the chicken, sneered and punched.

Wang Lao Er was overjoyed and punched him without hesitation.

Bah!
Wang Lao Er did a backflip.

The black shadow flew straight to the wall.

Finally it's my mother's turn!Yi Niang pulled out her soft sword and followed the shadow closely.

In the past, such a threat to the shadow was just a knife.

But at this moment, Wang Lao Er's inner breath was still in his body, he reluctantly swung the knife, soft sword viper-like cunning, and turned abruptly.

There was a bloody hole on the black shadow's face.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed those breaths.

A knife behind.

A knife on the side.

A sword in front of him.

The shadow body rotates.

Dangdang Dangdang!
All attacks are blocked.

Who else?
He felt that the sky was a little dark and looked up.

Wang Lao Er went up and down, and a punch hit the top of his head.

There was fear in the shadow of the shadow, and he was ready to escape with injuries after a reckless move.

He took a deep breath and punched hard.

With a bow and arrow, Yang Xuan only saw a shadow in his eyes at the moment.

Arrows swept across the night sky.

Bah!
At the same time that Hei Ying and Wang Lao Er were punching, the arrow quietly poured into his chest.

The shadow fell to the ground, an arrow stuck in his chest, and he vomited blood.

What a shame to die!

Wang Lao Er landed and said to Yang Xuan, "Eat meat."

"What meat do you eat at night? Indigestion!"

Yang Xuan's face was stern, but Yi Niang smiled and said, "Slave, go get some wine and food."

Knock knock knock!
Someone knocked on the door.

Fang Zun heard the sound.

Cao Ying coughed dryly, messing up her hair.

Opening the door, the guard outside the door asked, "I'll wait to hear the fighting and screams..."

When the corpse collector came, Cao Ying turned sideways, "A few thieves have just entered the house."

Several guards with weapons came in.

Three corpses stood there.

Later, a pot of mutton comes out of the oven.

Eat a meal of lamb, then go to sleep.

No one spoke.

Lying on the bed, Cao Ying felt a little hot.

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He got up, put on his clothes and went out the door.

"The moonlight...it's so beautiful."

He sighed.

"The moon is obscured by dark clouds."

The old thief was squatting on the wall and looking up at the sky.

The two didn't ask each other what they wanted to do if they didn't sleep at night, they just looked at the sky.

"Lang Jun's archery is a killing arrow." The old thief scratched his head, "It is extremely sharp."

"Yeah!" Cao Ying said, "Tonight, if the commander of Langjun is fixed, it can't be better if I change the old man."

"Your shameless face makes this old man disgusting." The old thief retched for a while, "It's your change tonight, except for Wang Lao Er, everyone will be injured, and at most two people can be beheaded."

Cao Ying changed the subject, "What do you want?"

"Being an official, honor your ancestors." The old thief's eyes lit up in the night, "Lang Jun has given the old man hope."

"Aren't you afraid of doing something that loses your head?" Cao Ying asked with her hands behind her back.

"Afraid?" The old thief laughed: "The old man is afraid of a fart. The old man has been in the ground for many years. Those famous nobles, fierce generals, and beauties have all virtues in the coffin... A pile of dry bones, stinky. So this old man I just realized a truth, this person, it is one thing to be rich and beautiful in life, and it is the same in death. No matter how good you make a coffin, it is the same."

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Cao Ying felt that tomb robbing was really a wicked profession.

"So the old man has no wife and children." The old thief's eyes darkened.

Cao Ying sighed, "You should have changed careers in the first place."

The old thief said: "The inheritance left by the ancestors is unfilial."

Hey!
Cao Ying's eyelids jumped wildly.

"Work hard, but I have something to tell you." Cao Ying said, "Do you know who is here tonight?"

The old thief shook his head, "The old man is just a tomb robber, don't care about that."

"You will be on the same boat from now on."

Cao Ying turned around and went back.

"Why?" The old thief felt bad.

Cao Ying stretched and yawned.

"Chunyu clan is the most vengeful. Even if you take refuge in Yang clan or whoever you are, you will not be able to escape death."

The old thief sat dry all night.

In the early morning, he hurried out.

The news of the evil youths is the most well-informed.

The old thief spent a little money to inquire about the information he needed.

"Chunyushan said that he is elegant, but who doesn't know that the Chunyu family is the most vicious? It's good to offend anyone. If you offend the Chunyu family, even if you go to the past, you have to settle accounts after the fall. That person... is cruel!"

The old thief wandered out and happened to meet Yang Xuan, Han Ying and others.

"Is this fascinated?" Cao Ying asked with a smile.

The old thief came over and smiled bitterly, "What do you want to do?"

smart people!
Cao Ying said, "You know, the emperor joined forces with a family of four, and Zuo Xiang joined forces with Wang's family and Guozijian. Undercurrents are surging in Chang'an City."

"What does that have to do with us?"

"Lang Jun is a student of Guozijian, and has a relationship with the Wang family. By the way, the Queen Yang family and the crown princess Chunyu family both come from a family of four, and their opponent is the imperial concubine."

The old thief shuddered, "Lang Jun saved the noble concubine."

"Yeah!" Cao Ying smiled like an old fox, "Once we lose, we will die without a place to be buried."

The contract must be.

Han Ying Fushen, "I have seen Mr. Lang."

Yang Xuan felt that this woman was a lunatic, and in order to prove himself, he did not hesitate to turn himself into a bet.

"If I can't make you raise your eyebrows, will you regret it?"

Han Ying shook her head, "Since the decision has been made, I have no regrets."

"You're not as good as a woman." Cao Ying said to the old thief.

"But the opponent is a family of five surnames! Not to mention there is an emperor, Te Niang's, the emperor alone can slap us to death." The old thief has no masters.

"Our career is very big." Cao Ying said lightly: "Maybe we can turn defeat into victory?"

"Look for a big house near Zhuque Street. It's bigger." Yang Xuan said to Han Ying: "Don't be afraid to spend money, throw all the money away and expand a brand new Yuanzhou Ramen."

Han Ying asked, "How old is it?"

"Chang'an City is the largest."

"Not enough money."

"I'll find a way."

Han Ying Fushen, "The slave is waiting for the prince."

She went with Wang Shun.

Not long after arriving in the county, someone came to report.

"Yang Shaofu, Princess Nanyang is going out."

Yang Xuan got up, "Old Zhao, the convener, come with me."

Inside the Nanzhou Post House.

Zhang Jing moved her long legs into the backyard, and she felt a little distressed when she saw Nian Ziyue sitting in the pavilion in a daze with her hands on her cheeks.

"Princess."

The long eyelashes trembled, and the aura in those bright eyes gradually returned.

"Is that Yang Shaofu still not here?"

"It should be coming soon."

Nian Ziyue sighed: "But someone will be uncomfortable, Zhang Jing, is there a way to make that Yang Shaofu turn a blind eye?"

Zhang Jing shook her head, "That person is arrogant, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Nian Ziyue frowned and said, "Can a young mansion be arrogant?"

"I have inquired, this Yang Shaofu is from the countryside, and he saved the imperial concubine by chance, so Qingyun went straight up." Zhang Jing's eyes became more disdainful.

Nian Ziyue also looked down on such lucky people, "Then he must be greedy for wealth, I have a solution!"

"What way?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.

Nian Ziyue raised her eyebrows, "You forgot what I am called in the palace?"

"Invincible in the pot!"

Nian Ziyue clapped her hands and said, "For freedom, I will take one shot. I invite him to throw the pot. When he loses his face and owes me a lot of money, he naturally dare not restrain me. Do you think this is a problem? good idea?"

So when Yang Xuan arrived at the post house, he saw Princess Nanyang with a lei.

"Princess is bored and wants to throw a pot, Yang Shaofu, can you?"

"Yes!" When he practiced arrows back then, Yang Lue asked him to practice pot throwing every day in order to get familiar with the feel and the arc of the arrow.

Nian Ziyue glanced at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing asked: "It's interesting to add some lucky draws, how dare Yang Shaofu?"

Yang Xuan raised his head: "..."

Suzaku clamored, "Win all their panties!"

(End of this chapter)