Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 487

The reason why the three of them stopped was not that they really wanted to meddle in their own business, it was because the road was so narrow that Wei Zi's carriage would almost block the road, not to mention that there was a large group of thugs walking around .

"Where did you come from such a short-sighted thief, dare to block the young master's way, why don't you get out of here quickly."

After saying "pa", the whip was raised and hit the ground heavily, splashing dust all over the sky.

This series of movements, I think I am used to it, but it looks like I have been spoiled.

This person was dressed in red brocade, the youngest among the three, the most handsome, um, and the hottest temper.

Wei Zi thinks that this young man has a good personality, and it seems like this is the only way to feel when walking in the rivers and lakes.

However, the three of them looked like we were not easy to mess with, so Wei Zi and the other four moved aside in a tacit understanding, leaving a frontal space for both parties.

"Brother Wei, they must be young knights who roamed the rivers and lakes."

This place is so big, the three young heroes of the Jianghu naturally noticed them a long time ago, it's just that they, the children of the Jianghu, are extremely disdainful of such rich children.

Therefore, the four of them were directly ignored.

All three of them wore long swords at their waists, and when they threw out their riding whips, they released their true energy. They were true young knights, their martial arts were not low, and their not easy to provoke index should not be too high.

When did Wang Dazhuang suffer from this kind of bird spirit? He is the third head of Tianlongzhai, what kind of person has never been robbed, whoever sees him will not bow and bow, and be submissive.

It is also common for people to pee their pants in fright. For those fledglings who don't shoot tigers, come and kill one, let him know why the flowers are so popular.

"Where did you come from, you dare to yell at your grandpa, you little ones, give it to me, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, just leave him to me."

After finishing speaking, he crossed the carriage and fought with the three of them.

The terrain here is too narrow, these bandits are not low in martial arts, one-on-one one-on-one is fine, and a few bandits are enough to rob the caravans in groups.

Now it is just the opposite, the number of these bandits has increased, and the idea of ​​wanting to swarm up, take advantage of the number, and directly beat the master to death, and take down the three of them in one fell swoop will not work.

However, he can't beat others even if he is singled out.

The young man in red whipped his horsewhip, making it difficult for them, the bandits, to even get close.

"Trash, you can't do this little thing well, get the hell out of here, I'll do it myself."

Wang Dazhuang has been licking blood with knives for many years. He is ruthless and experienced in his actions. Either he has never met this kind of young man who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, or his martial arts are higher than him, and he still died at his hands in the end.

These three brats are worth two to five to eighty thousand. The boss of the sky is the second child, and he looks like the best in martial arts in the world. Unfortunately, he will tell them with reality that martial arts are high, and sometimes they are just a fart.

Wang Dazhuang grabbed the whip thrown by the boy in red.

With a firm tug, he almost pulled the boy off the horse, but luckily he let go in time, so he didn't lose face.

But it still made him look ugly and feel ashamed.

With a sound of "clang" and the sound of gold and stone, I remembered that the sword was drawn from my waist, and I imagined that I was about to make a real move.

Wei Zi took out a handful of nuts, handed them to Tang Muge, and stood aside, watching the two fight like a raging fire.

It's a pity that there was too much smoke and dust, Wei Zi asked Wei Xingzhu to drive the carriage forward, and they hid farther away.

While eating nuts, while watching the fun.

"Brother Wei, if I'm the only one of us here, aren't they heroes to save the beauty? Then I should promise myself."

Wei Zi thought about it very seriously, "It's okay for you to regard him as a hero to save the beauty now. Although he has no intention of saving us at all. However, based on your appearance, it is estimated that it is feasible to make a promise with your body. very high."

"Brother Wei is good at joking, how could he be willing to give his body to others? He has true feelings for you. Is that how you see him?"

Hua Xiyan was obsessed with Wei Zi's appearance, and she was too involved in the play, which made Wei Zi very speechless. This is the first actor who defeated herself in acting.

"Ha ha."

Wei Zi responded with a sneer.

"Hey, Brother Wei, do you think those three young heroes will win? If they lose, aren't we going to be tied up to the mountain to be Mrs. Yazhai? Brother Wei, how can you bear it?"

Wei Zi spat out the nut shell and said affirmatively, "Don't worry, these three young heroes are not young boys who have just entered the rivers and lakes. They will definitely not lose, and we will be saved then."

What they did was not low-key at all. The only girl among the three was annoyed when she saw the four of them watching the three of them as if they were jugglers.

"Tingfeng, don't play, quick battle, don't you see that someone treats us like monkeys?"

With this coquettish shout, the young man in red immediately became serious.

Although these three people looked young and energetic, they carried a faint evil spirit on their bodies, which clearly smelled of blood, and they were by no means newcomers to the rivers and lakes.

It's just that they hid it so well that they deceived Wang Dazhuang.

Speaking of which, the evil aura on these three people was somewhat stronger than that of Wang Dazhuang.

This would be common in the world of cultivating immortals, but in the secular world, at such a young age, if the monks were not sharp-eyed, even Wei Zi and the others might be deceived by their arrogance.

Once serious, this Wang Dazhuang is not an opponent at all, and he was just played around by the boy in red before.

Wang Dazhuang retreated steadily, and was stabbed in the bone of the pipa by the sword of the young man in red, followed by a flying kick. Wang Dazhuang's strong body of more than 200, like a broken sandbag, flew far away.

Finally, it hit the mountain wall beside the road and stopped.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he did not wake up.

The other bandits looked at me and I looked at you. Only then did they realize that they had kicked the iron plate, so they ran to the cottage.

As for the third master, Wang Dazhuang, he has long been forgotten by those bandits who have lost their courage.

After the good show, Wei Zi clapped his hands and took back the unfinished nuts.

"I'm Wei Congjing, this is Miss Tang, my two confidante girls, Miss Hua. Thank you to the three young heroes for saving your life. I wonder if the young heroes want Miss Hua to promise you with your body?"

Hearing what Wei Zi said was so undignified, she was about to send out the girl who was still rubbing shoulders with him just now as a cargo, and the girl who was already dissatisfied with him, her cheeks puffed up even more.

But seeing that Hua Xiyan was not angry at all, she still looked expectant, and even secretly hated her for having a peerless appearance for nothing, but she didn't even understand self-esteem and self-love, and for nothing, she let the world see their woman clearly.

With a "crack" the whip hit the horse, and he rode away. When Wei Zi passed by, he only left a sentence of "Bah, Deng Tuzi."

Seeing that she was angry, the other two didn't say much, and followed her on horseback.

　Looking back at the IV drip yesterday, my left hand was swollen, and today I can only use my right hand to type with my left hand. Every word I want to say
　　
　
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