The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu's face was as if it had just been taken out of the ice cellar, cold, smooth and dull without any wrinkle or texture. Wang Xiaoya and Ge Ting just stepped forward like horses facing the enemy, humming from left to right Both sides of Xishu.

"What's all this for!" Lan Xishu yelled, "Do you need to be so nervous? Does he have such a big face?"

Ge Tingang and Wang Xiaoya were puzzled as to whom Lan Xishu was angry with. When they saw Lan Xishu standing with their arms akimbo, they glanced at each other. Ting just cleared his throat, glanced at the back of Lan Xishu's head and stood side by side with Wang Xiaoya.

"I will not meddle in your internal affairs, let's go!" Qian Daqian went to a crooked jujube tree and untied the horse's reins: "That's it, I'll go back and deal with business, and we'll see tomorrow!"

"Go! Old Qian! The benefits will not be good for you! Hehe!" At this time, Lan Xishu could still laugh, and the forced laughter sounded very piercing. He lifted it up and tucked it into his belt, and even stroked his cuffs. He was short of doing a few push-ups to warm up and explain what he was going to do.

Qian Daqian got on his horse and left. When he met Jing Maang'an, Qian Daqian didn't lift his eyelids. The surprised Jing Maang'an slowed down and wanted to strike up a conversation. The guy flew by by mistake, Jing Maangan took a mouthful of cool wind, turned his face and chased Qian Daqian away.

This old money is not authentic!If you leave the Longmen Institute, you will not recognize anyone!

"Who?" Ma Manguan followed, turned his face to follow Jing Maung'an's gaze and asked, "This old man is so fierce!"

"Old man? Don't we believe that we are tied together?" Jing Maung'an sneered at Ma Manguan, he couldn't see Lan Xishu's expression clearly from a distance, and thought he hadn't gotten tired of being together for several days. Lan Xishu lined up in a grand ceremony welcome.

He really didn't pay much attention to Lan Xishu's face, he just stared at Ge Tinggang next to him, his new face and posture, he was a new brother, he had to be familiar with him!

As Jing Maang'an approached, Lan Xishu smelled a smell of low-quality high-grade liquor. Lan Xishu wrinkled his nose, and Ge Tinggang and Wang Xiaoya also smelled it. This Jing Maang'an just took it out of the wine tank?

"Third Young Master! Something big happened!" Jing Maang An gulu dismounted and threw the reins to Ma Manguan. After a few steps, he approached Lan Xishu affectionately. When he got close, he realized that the atmosphere was not right. Lan Xishu His stinky face is enough for fifteen people to watch half a month!

"I know! Are you referring to Sun Buer or Zhao Simazi?" Lan Xishu's calm tone revealed murderous intent: "Jing Maang'an! You are very quick!"

Jing Maangan was walking in the wind, under the corner of the cloak he was wearing, there was fresh blood on the right cuff of Jing Maangan holding the whip.

Lan Xishu, Ge Tinggang, Wang Xiaoya all saw it.

Jing Maangan felt that something was wrong, and came to Lan Xishu with a frown: "Sun Buer? No no! I said Zhao Simazi, he was stabbed twice."

"I know!"

Wang Xiaoya noticed that Lan Xishu's hand holding the horsewhip loosened and tightened, and the folded horsewhip was hanging down. Lan Xishu's fingers were holding the horsewhip tightly, and he could hear the crackling of his joints.

"You know?" Jing Maangan breathed out: "When I came back after chasing the killer, Zhao Simako disappeared, which made me anxious. Is he all right?"

Ma Manguan wanted to grab the conversation, but he was startled by Lan Xishu's increasingly murderous eyes, so he didn't dare to take a step forward.

"He's still half breathed! I don't know how long he can breathe! Jing Maang'an! You haven't improved in killing skills!" Lan Xishu's eyes widened fiercely, and the words were squeezed out through the gap between clenched teeth: "I didn't expect you to have the guts to come!"

"Third Young Master!" Jing Maang An shuddered, he didn't know where the misunderstanding came from: "Third Young Master! Where are you thinking, how could I assassinate my brother! I went out of Fulong to the restaurant and waited Ma Manguan came to join you, and seeing Lao Zhao being stabbed twice, I chased him out of the alley... Wow! Ah!"

Jing Maang'an's plot was not finished yet, a black lightning crackled in front of his eyes, his neck, ears and half of his face felt hot and sharp pain, Jing Maang'an made a sound, his body instinctively stepped back and raised his shoulders and elbows to resist, Lan Xishu waved The horsewhip flashed down with lightning, Jing Maangan screamed in shock, the whip marks on his arms, chest, back, and hands suddenly hurt unbearably.

"You make it up again! You bastard! I, Lan Xishu, am really blind!" Lan Xishu hurriedly backed up and jumped up and down to cover Jing Maang'an indiscriminately, and covered his head and face with the whip, Lan Xishu really exerted all his strength , rolling Jing Maangan on the spot like a spinning top, screaming like a pig: "Third Young Master! Ah! What's going on! Listen to me! Ah! Stop and speak slowly!"

Although Jing Maang'an was holding a whip in his hand, he dared not fight back, he dodged left and right while begging for mercy.

The two of them hid one by one and pressed on with the other, the horsewhip whistled and crackled, and Ge Tingang felt chills all over his body.

Ma Manguan was also frightened, jumping and dodging again and again.

Neither Ge Tingang nor Wang Xiaoya said anything and neither dared to intervene.

Lan Xishu gave him a chance, and the whip became more and more fierce. Lan Xishu, like a mad lion, raised his whip and whipped it down: "Today I will beat you to death, you bastard! For Sun Buer and Old Zhao revenge!"

"I didn't do anything to offend my brother! Third Young Master! Stop it first! I've been wronged!" Under Lan Xishu's thunderstorm whipping, Jing Maang'an couldn't even get up, even rolling and crawling like a mud monkey. Lan Xishu's horse whip came to a tombstone, and he knocked his head on the corner of the tombstone. Jing Maang'an's left forehead was immediately dripping with blood: "Third Young Master! If you want me to die, you must die clearly, okay?"

Lan Xishu suddenly coughed violently, and the raised horsewhip slumped down. Lan Xishu held his chest with one hand and panted heavily. His face was so ugly that he turned into a Transformer. Maung An was terrified, and even Ma Manguan, who didn't know what to do, was so scared that his face turned pale. Ge Tinggang and Wang Xiaoya also followed far away in fear. When they saw Lan Xishu's violent injuries, Wang Xiaoya followed behind He supported Lan Xishu, whose body was trembling while holding the horsewhip and his hands were trembling: "Third Young Master! If you have something to say, speak slowly! Let Maang An explain it! Maybe it's a misunderstanding!"

Lan Xishu was gasping for breath, staring viciously at Jing Maang'an holding the mottled tombstone and slowly stood up to meet his gaze, blood and tears made Jing Maang'an's invincible handsome face look like a bloody cat .

dude!You came out early to say this!

Jing Maang'an actually cried, looking at Lan Xishu with snot and tears and aggrieved face, Lan Xishu's appearance also frightened him, he had never seen Lan Xishu explode after being together for so long.

Jing Maang'an felt that he had died unjustly. When he saw Lao Zhao, he was already stabbed in both sides. As soon as he hugged Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao pointed at the neglected figure at the entrance of the alley. Without saying a word, An chased after him. After chasing him out of the back street for a while, he didn't catch up. When he ran back, he knocked over someone's wine jar in a panic, and entangled with him for a while, but he was still full of horses. Guan rushed to pay the money and escaped, and then at the entrance of the alley, Zhao Simakzi disappeared.

Jing Maang'an felt that his unlucky luck had caused flowers to come out. Why did Lan Xishu think that he killed Lao Zhao?How can you suspect that you killed your brother?

"Third Young Master! I really don't know what's going on!"

Jing Maang'an's tearful look gave Lan Xishu the urge to beat him to death again, but he only shook the whip, and put down his arm as if in unbearable pain. The whole arm trembled and trembled. Stopped him: "Wang Xiaoya! Leave me alone! Take this beast into the woods for me! Let him see Sun Buer with his own eyes, and let him know that a hundred times is not enough for him to die!"

Wang Xiaoya hesitated.

"Wang Xiaoya!" Lan Xishu glared at how high the veins in his temples were jumping up like old roots of a twisted tree, and roared, "There's also Ge ​​Tinggang! Hurry up!"

Wang Xiaoya and Ge Tingang didn't dare to dawdle anymore, they walked to the two sides of Jing Maang'an, one of them put up one of Jing Maang'an's arms, and walked back half dragging and half pulling.

Jing Maangan stopped screaming and cared about the pain, he didn't know Ge Tinggang, but he was familiar with Wang Xiaoya, turned his face to look at Wang Xiaoya who was silent, and said in a low voice: "Wang Xiaoya! Wang Xiaoya! Third Young Master! Huh? What's wrong? What's wrong with Sun Buer? What's wrong with all of you? My head! Arms! Ahhh! Take it easy, brother! Ahhh!"