The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

"I am not! Maang An! That's all I saw, I dare not make up a word!" Ma Manguan looked at Jing Maang An with a bitter face, his eyes were both innocent and helpless.

Jing Maung Yasuo Jing Maung An's first nosebleed ticked, and he was dumbfounded.

Clang!Lan Xishu reached out and pulled the knife out of its sheath from Wang Xiaoya's waist. The sharp arc of the knife was like a shooting star. When he backhanded, the single knife in Wang Xiaoya's waist was held by Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu was fast and accurate. Wang Xiaoya couldn't defend herself at all. The terrified Wang Xiaoya staggered back two steps and almost tripped over an old tree root on the bare ground. paper like.

"Say! Zhang Bingqian promised you such glory and wealth, you betrayed my brother and me! Do you know that I almost died here just now! You have no conscience, Lan Xishu will not break you today! I swear that I will not be a human being!"

"Don't stop! Third Young Master! It's not me!" Jing Maang'an rolled his head in his arms, and Lan Xishu's knife flew up and down, and Lan Xishu held his chest with his left hand, and a smear of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xiaoya's soul returned to her place in an instant.

"You are still sophistry! Who knows the details of Sun Buer except you, how could Sun Buer be caught before no one betrayed Zhang Bing, who knows the details of Zhao Simazi, who else has the ability to use the fastest means at the entrance of the alley except you Kill people to silence! Who can sit! Ma Slam?"

The terrified Ma Manguan quickly turned his head, but in fact Lan Xishu didn't look back at all.

"You are a rascal in the market, you take money as your relative, who else will be bribed so quickly, do you think I don't understand each of you? Don't you? You are a self-interested guy! I am really blind I have always regarded you as a brother!" Lan Xishu took a stride, lowered his waist and slashed with a single sword, which really frightened Jing Maang'an, a single sword is no better than a horsewhip, and he said hello to his head, whether it is separation or moving, there is no room for sloppy!

Ge Tinggang and Ma Manguan next to him were startled. No one expected that Lan Xishu would really make a murderous move. The horsewhip greeted him, and he didn't have much thought of life and death in his mind. When he moved a sword, he felt a big deal. It's the same, Ma Manguan followed Jing Maang'an and yelled: "Third Young Master! Show mercy!"

"Third Young Master! Maung An was wronged!"

"Third Young Master! You can't be arbitrary, you, you, you, don't be impulsive, Lao Zhao must know the murderer, he can prove my innocence!" Jing Maang'an now remembered the key witness Zhao Simazi, and yelled without hesitation : "If the head falls off, it is impossible to go! Wait!"

Jing Maang'an rolled over with his head in his arms, and hit a thick tree stump with a bang. He forgot the pain and turned over. The shoulders came down, boom!Jing Maang'an yelled, and fell face down on the ground, his teeth were broken, his lips were broken, his mouth was muddy and bloody, and Gulu got up and looked back desperately with a piece of burnt and blackened dead wood with one hand.

"Bad bastard! You want to delay time! Play with me to delay the attack! Go to hell!"

Lan Xishu's single-knife tip went straight into the tree stump, Lan Xishu pulled out the single-knife forcefully, took a step backwards, T-stepped to stabilize his figure, his eyes were straight like a wolf and a tiger wanting to eat people alive Looking at Jing Maang'an, Jing Maang'an was in despair.

Jing Maang'an covered the bloody shoulders that had just been swept by Lan Xishu's knife point and did not beg, nor did he hide. He blinked a tear from his eyes and looked straight at Lan Xishu, motionless, Seeing like this, Lan Xishu charged at him single-handedly with bloodshot eyes.

Wang Xiaoya stood ten feet away, motionless like a wooden sculpture and clay sculpture, Ge Ting was just like a goose, Ma Manguan just grinned and yelled, why can't he go up, it's over, it's over Jing Maang'an was suddenly tightened by despair Throat.

Tears blurred Jing Maang'an's vision, and Lan Xishu became hazy, shaking, one step!two steps!Three steps!Jing Maangan even closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and choked up: "Third Young Master! You will know that Maung An was wronged!"

Bang!

"Third Young Master! Stop!" A figure sprinting across the tree and jumping down yelled. When he arrived, he hugged Lan Xishu's arm holding the knife: "Third Young Master! You can't kill him now!"

Jing Maang'an suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, Ding Ya was holding Lan Xishu's arm, the tip of the knife was hanging on his head and trembling slightly, Jing Maang'an could see that his relatives were the savior, hurry up He fell back and hugged Ding Ya's thigh, and shouted with snot and tears in his throat: "Ding Ya, save me! I am wronged! You know that Sun Buer and I usually just quarrel when we are free, why should I He would kill his own brother! Let alone Zhao Simako! The Third Young Master somehow recognized me and killed me unjustly!"

"Ding dumb! Get out of the way!" Lan Xishu yelled, "Look whose blood is on this kid? Old Zhao's! You want to protect this inhuman thing?"

"No! No!" Ding Ya quickly denied, and threw Jing Maang'an away as if throwing a rice cake with his legs. The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world made him feel unspeakable pain all over his body.

"Why don't you believe me!"

No one paid attention to Jing Maangan.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan saw Ding Ya make a move to stop the crazy Lan Xishu, and they knew that Ding Ya and Lan Xishu's close buddies were friendly, so they joined together, and Ge Ting just hesitated for a moment and joined together.

"Third Young Master! Jing Maang'an should be killed! I know Third Young Master won't misjudge someone!" Ding Ya didn't even glance at Jing Maang'an, Jing Maang'an's heart felt riddled with holes from being poked by Lan Xishu Come on, Ding Ya came without saying a word and then came a few times.

Lan Xishu narrowed his eyes and loosened his grip. Ding Ya took the single knife from Lan Xishu's hand and gave Wang Xiaoya a wink. Wang Xiaoya took the knife and slowly sheathed it in her hand.

"Jing Maang'an deserves to die, but you can't kill him! This matter must be returned to Longmen and Master Xia will decide, otherwise!" Ding Ya frowned and suddenly put his mouth next to Lan Xishu's ear and said something. An Guang heard the chirping, but no one actually heard it.

He didn't care about anything else, just when Ge Ting heard the words "Master Xia", his ears froze for a moment.

"Let him live one more night. Tonight, we will work together with Li Jiumu to deal with Zhang Bingqian before taking care of him! Boss hates this kind of person the most, and besides, he doesn't want to see this kid!" Lan Xishu's face softened a little. .

"Wang Xiaoya! Ma Manguan! Tie him up! Just tie him to the tree closest to Sun Buer, tie it up firmly for me, let him kneel in front of Sun Buer, let him kneel half dead tonight! "Lan Xishu gritted his teeth and stopped drinking. Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan agreed, set up Jing Maangan and dragged him to an old locust tree in front of Sun Buer's body. The thick rope from the coffin was thrown to Wang Xiaoya, Wang Xiaoya pushed Jing Maang'an down to her knees, and the two of them were tied up in silence!

Jing Maang'an stared at the shocking Sun Bu'er corpse in front of him with dull eyes, and remained motionless.

Ma Manguan finished tying Jing Maang'an, bent down and lifted up the coffin, covering Sun Buer's head, only revealing Sun Buer's big boots and ugly big feet for Jing Maang'an to confess.

"Ding Ya?" Lan Xishu suddenly remembered that Ding Ya followed him to Ying Town to find a doctor: "How is Lao Zhao?"

"Yeah!" Ding Ya lowered his head for a while, and turned his face ugly. Lan Xishu's face turned from fury to anticipation, and then dimmed. Ding Ya bit his back molars: "Old Zhao is dying His family will soon know the news of Lao Zhao's misfortune. Sister Zhen asked me to ask you what to do. The doctor has already asked you to prepare for the funeral. Do you want to let his wife see you for the last time? If you swallow your breath, you will be too sorry for Old Zhao, Third Young Master! Look -----"

No one was too surprised by the news that Lao Zhao was seriously injured and died. Although no one said anything, they knew that Lao Zhao's situation looked ominous. Horse doctors are just trying their luck!

Lan Xishu could hear the voice of turning his face up and clenching his teeth. At this moment, the brothers couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Boss has to peel my skin!"

Lan Xishu recited a sentence, and with Ding Ya's support, he sat down on the tree stump that had just been chopped with a knife, leaning on his legs and knees with his hands, his head drooping down and shaking non-stop in pain.

Ding Ya looked at Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan next to him, and squatted down: "Don't think about it yet! What should we do! Sister Zhen is waiting for an answer. I heard that Lao Zhao's house is across the street. If she finds out, she will make a fuss , we will be passive and not end well.”

"I'm sorry for Sun Buer and Lao Zhao!"

"Third Young Master! Don't blame yourself, the most urgent thing now is -----"

"Notify Lao Zhao's family! Immediately!" Lan Xishu said decisively without raising his head, "You must make proper arrangements to appease Lao Zhao's family, and let me think about it carefully before cooking Zhang Bing tonight."

"I'll do it now!" Ding dumb got up.

"Come back and gather before dark. Let's discuss the matter of teaming up with Li Jiumu. Maybe Li Jiumu's help will arrive earlier!" Lan Xishu raised his face and restored his cold eyes: "Bring these two or three At Shichen, I will take a rest, and the brothers will also take a breath, Zhang Bing will not be dispatched in front of the blue sky, and it will be over when he finds out that something is wrong, hum!"

"Well! I'll finish taking care of Lao Zhao's aftermath as soon as possible before dark! Don't be careless, you're injured, and we're not here, just in case a piece of ice touches here------"

"Ding Ya! I know it!" Lan Xishu interrupted Ding Ya, leaned forward to avoid Ding Ya's cover and ordered Ma Manguan: "Ma Manguan! Watch Jing Maang'an closely! Don't let him run away, no If you are honest, greet him with a knife!" Ma Manguan responded with a straight body, and took a few steps to stand next to Jing Maang'an like an executioner, staring at Jing Maang'an without blinking.

When he heard that old Zhao was dead, Jing Maang'an felt that there was no proof of death, the only person who could prove his innocence was dead, it was over, it was over, no one would believe him anymore.