The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Suddenly, the burly man looked at Guo Yixue, then at Yiran, and smiled obscenely: "However... it's okay if the two girls are left behind, hahaha..."

A man behind the strong man raised his voice and said: "Boss! It's fine to take him as a concubine!"

When he said this, a group of strong men burst into laughter: "Hahaha..."

The leading burly man looked Yiran up and down, touched his chin: "Well... this girl is really nice, tsk tsk, her figure, she should be convex, she should be concave, tsk tsk, that appearance... oh, I can't imagine I came under Laozi..." He paused, then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha..."

A group of people behind him also laughed, all of them looked obscene.

Wen Beiyao covered Yi Ran's eyes with his hands: "If you don't look at them, you really ruin your eyes."

Yiran leaned against Wen Beiyao, grabbed his lapel, and nodded.

"Boss... what about the big belly one?" Suddenly, a beggar asked.

The leading burly man looked at Guo Yixue up and down, and finally fixed his eyes on Guo Yixue's protruding belly, and spat on the ground with disdain: "Go, I don't want to fuck a woman with a big belly, it's really dirty! "

Yun Qingmin frowned, her eyes were dark and cold.

court death.

He stared coldly at the head of the strong man, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "How courageous."

Slowly flipped his right hand, and waved it casually towards the strong man.

The strong man only blinked, and felt his body become light.

The strong man's body was like a leaf, floating up into the air, and then like a big rock, falling down quickly.

"what……!"

"boom!"

Following the screams of the strong man and the sound of falling to the ground, the strong man fell to the ground fiercely, foaming at the mouth, and his whole body twitched.

The group of people behind the strong man all stared at him who fell to the ground, and were stunned.

Yun Qingmin covered Guo Yixue's eyes as early as when he made the move.

After Guo Yixue heard the screams and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, her body trembled, her hands tightly grasping Yun Qingmin's clothes: "Dayun... what's wrong?"

Yun Qingmin stared coldly at the breathless corpse on the ground, lowered his head and kissed her temples lightly, and said in a low voice, "Good boy, it's okay."

Wen Beiyao looked at the corpse on the ground, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hey, I still want to make a move."

It's a pity that he was preempted.

Yi Ran was also blocked by Wen Beiyao, curious about what happened: "What's wrong?"

"Shh, it's all right."

The hands covering the eyes of the two did not leave.

Yun Qingmin turned his head slightly and glanced at Wen Beiyao.

Wen Beiyao nodded knowingly, took out the white fan pinned to his waist with one hand, and spread it open with a "wow", with the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes stared coldly at the group of strong men.

"White...white fan...it's a white fan!"

Among the strong men, someone shouted, his voice trembling, revealing the master's fear.

"Yo, is my fan so famous? Do you want it? If you want it, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, Wen Beiyao threw the fan in their direction as if he didn't care.

The white fan seemed to be controlled by someone, and it seemed to be flying around, but it aimed at the necks of the strong men quickly and ruthlessly, and the fan swiped past, causing fatal injuries.

Yun Qingmin watched the strong men slowly fall down with cold eyes, and when he caught a glimpse of someone dodging the white fan, he pulled the corner of his mouth and turned his right hand, and that person would fly up and fall down hard.

a mess.

The strong men fell one by one, and no one stood up.

Che Shuo watched from behind, shook hands, but didn't say anything or move.

"Hey, it seems a little bloody."

Looking at the strong men bleeding profusely on the ground, Wen Beiyao shook his head and sighed.

Should choose a bloodless way.

Tsk tsk, misstep, misstep.

Yun Qingmin looked at the corpse on the ground, frowned in disgust, lowered his head, and whispered in Guo Yixue's ear: "Liangzi, can you close your eyes, I'll carry you there, the ground is a bit dirty."

Guo Yixue took a breath, the tip of his nose smelled of blood, his brows furrowed, after thinking about it, he nodded and closed his eyes: "En, it's all right..."

Cheshuo took out a porcelain jar from his sleeve, looked at Wen Beiyao, then at Yun Qingmin, poured out two in his palm, one for Yun Qingmin and one for Wen Bei Yao, he put away the bottle and said, "Let Yixue and Miss Yi eat it."

Yun Qingmin glanced at Che Shuo, and after a while, nodded, and handed the pill to Guo Yixue's lips: "Liang Zi, open your mouth."

"Hmm..." Guo Yixue swallowed the pill, took a deep breath, the bloody smell from the tip of her nose disappeared, only a fresh scent, and the stuffy chest felt much more comfortable.

Yun Qingmin waited for her to swallow, then hugged her by the waist.

"Ryoko, hold me tight."

"kindness."

Guo Yixue closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her face in his arms.

After Yun Qingmin asked her to adjust her comfortable posture, she started to walk, her steps were steady, and she easily passed the corpses with a blank expression on her face.

Wen Beiyao looked at the two people in front of him, and did as he did, picking up Yiran and walking past the corpses.

The coachman looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then at the master in front of him who ignored him, made a bitter face, grabbed the reins tightly, sat firmly on his buttocks, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Fight!"

Then just let the horse step over the corpses, the wheels run over the corpses, and bumped past.

**

Yun Qingmin looked at the seemingly endless mountain road ahead, then raised his head to look at the sky, stopped, looked at Guo Yixue in his arms, and asked softly, "Liangzi, can we rest here for the night?"

However, Guo Yixue didn't respond, her hands rested on his neck weakly, her breathing was steady, and her eyes were lightly closed.

Yun Qingmin laughed lightly.

Looking at the sleeping Guo Yixue, the love in her black eyes could drown a person in it.

He raised his head, turned around, looked at Wen Beiyao and Che Shuo: "Let's rest here for the night."

Wen Beiyao looked at the sky, it was getting dark, and nodded in agreement.

Of course, Cheshuo had no objection either.

The coachman tied the horse under the big tree, then followed Yun Qingmin's instructions, removed the surrounding weeds, shoveled out a flat ground, and then arranged the mats, quilts, and pillows in the carriage one by one.

Che Shuo picked up the nearby dry firewood and gathered them in one place, then found a fire pocket from the carriage, and lit the firewood.

Yiran had already woken up, sitting on the mat, watching Wen Beiyao gradually walk away from her sight, but after a while, she reappeared in her sight, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked over.

Wen Beiyao held two pheasants in his hands, looked at Yiran who was walking towards him, and smiled: "I've been waiting for a long time, are you hungry?"

"No." Yi Ran looked at the pheasant in his hand, the pheasant was still thrashing and struggling, even though he knew he had to eat something, he still couldn't bear it.