The best waste god

Nangong Haotian looked at Wei Xiaoying's leaving back, and couldn't help but sighed deeply, "Wei Xiaoying, Wei Xiaoying, if you continue like this, you don't know how much you will have to suffer before you can mature, alas..."

A long low sigh came from the room, accompanied by a faint light against a thin man, it seemed to be frozen into a picture scroll, looking so vicissitudes.

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"Why didn't you agree to her?" Liu Qianwen opened the door curtain, quietly walked behind Nangong Haotian, and straightened his crumpled clothes.

"Oh, it's not that I don't agree to her, but this time I'm probably going to die, so what if I promise her?" Nangong Haotian sighed.

"You're worried—" Liu Qianwen's complexion changed, her delicate | body paused, and then she lay on Nangong Haotian's back again, her face turning red.

"Yes..." Nangong Haotian held the slender hand on his waist, and said calmly: "If they put a knife on Auntie's neck... then what should we do?"

Liu Qianwen hugged Nangong Haotian's arm hard, and bit her lips tightly.

Nangong Haotian continued: "If they also put a knife on Sister Ting Xiaowan's neck to make me submit, what should I do then?"

Liu Qianwen didn't answer, but Nangong Haotian felt a kind of peace of mind, that is, no matter what, Liu Qianwen would always stand by his side, no matter when, no matter where!

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The border gate is not an important pass that military strategists must contend for, but a prosperous town located in the southwest mountainous area, on the south bank of the Green Sea.The Green Sea is not the sea of ​​the South China Sea and the East China Sea, but a magnificent lake with an altitude of [-] miles, surrounded by mountains and hundreds of miles in area.

There are a lot of fish catches at the border, and the products are particularly rich, and the people live a comfortable life with ample food and clothing.Today, this place is no longer a paradise, no longer a paradise, but a world where tigers and wolves run rampant.

The sky is still so blue, the clouds are still so white, the sea is green and the mountains are green, and the fishing boats are white sails, but there is a shadow that shrouds the hearts of every kind and simple common people.

Today is especially special. I saw groups of flying iron cavalry galloping from each exit of the border to the villages and towns along the coast.

I saw those knights on horseback, all of them were staring, all of them were masked with evil spirits, and all of them were carrying weapons.

Those knights, with a bright red jacket with double-breasted gold buttons, black and green breeches, gold laces, ground cats on their feet, all red hats with gold rims, and purple flower pompoms on their temples, look really impressive.

From the gorgeous clothes of these knights, it can be seen that their organization must have extremely strong wealth.

These mighty knights waved their whips and yelled from time to time, and galloped in all directions with thunderous hooves, creating a tense atmosphere.

In particular, every wharf of Haicha Ferry is full of red-clothed warriors holding long hook guns, shouting at business travelers from time to time, watching the gate carefully, the atmosphere is even more tense, and a layer of dark clouds hangs over everyone's hearts .

But at this time, in the streets and alleys of Bianguan, in restaurants and teahouses, there are even groups of red-clothed warriors, patrolling and questioning people.

Although there were many people on the street, everyone's faces were shocked, and they couldn't figure out what major event had happened.

The most strange thing for the common people and business travelers is that those red-clothed warriors with guns and knives specialize in interrogating young people, young girls, and old women with white hair.As long as they see young people, girls and old women, they will rush forward with smiles on their faces.

However, when they found that it was not the person they were looking for, they suddenly changed their expressions, scolded, and pushed away with all their strength, regardless of whether it would hurt others.

Some youths, girls, and old women who were questioned were even more nervous.Panicked, some were already trembling with fright and sweating profusely.

After a few hours, the border gate and the green sea coast, which were already shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere, made people even more panicked, uneasy, and dark and uncomfortable.

It was almost noon at this time, but the main street at the border gate was crowded with people, unable to move forward.

Because, the street is full of red-clothed warriors with guns, pointing east and west, shouting loudly, it seems that everyone who enters the street has to go through some inspection and questioning.

I just heard the yelling from the front: "Young guys, girls in their twenties, and old ladies with white hair, please go to the middle, and the rest, please go to the two sides."

When he said the last sentence, his tone was majestic and unceremonious.

After such an announcement, the speed of pedestrians has increased a lot, but because of the regulations, it is still difficult for young men, women and old women to sneak into the street.

In the red sunset, the light is dim, but there are more crowds. Those who come in in the morning have to go out, and those who go out in the morning have to come back. Several streets are even more chaotic.

Those red-clothed warriors took turns to check in teams, and when the red sun set, they immediately lit up the gauze lanterns.

So serious, so reckless, everyone knew what was going on in their hearts - it must be the beautiful concubine of Situ Tiannan who was ruthlessly judged by Lord Tu, who was abducted by a handsome young man.

When one person said this, it was immediately spread to hundreds of thousands, and every restaurant and teahouse changed the tense atmosphere during the day to talk about that young man, who was full of lust and good fortune.

At the moment when the lights were on and the middle-aged old people were standing outside the entrance of the North Street, a thin old man, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and two middle-aged beautiful women in their thirties suddenly appeared.

The thin old man had a gray complexion, and his body trembled a little. On the black lacquered cane in his hand, there was also a large black lacquered ball, which looked like a wizard.

I saw his pair of small eyes, slightly drooping eyelids, shining brightly between opening and closing, and he was very attentive to the red-clothed warrior standing under the street lamp to inspect and interrogate.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar, with five willows and black beard, fair skin, handsome face, eyebrows drawn into the temples, bright eyes, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a black ring on the finger of his left hand.

Two middle-aged beauties, all wearing new clothes, one in silver gray and the other in lavender, because both of them wear swords, they are obviously women in the world.

These four people were among the other people who entered the street, and they followed the file forward step by step.When passing by several red-clothed warriors, although he took a closer look at the four of them, he didn't say anything.

At this moment, someone suddenly smiled humbly and said: "Oh, you are the young hero of Nangong from Yulin River in the northwest. After you changed into this clothes, the little ones don't know you anymore..."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar and the old man holding the folding fan, as well as the two middle-aged beautiful women all trembled. Three of them changed their expressions drastically, and one of them frowned slightly.

Just when they paused, they heard a trembling young voice saying nervously: "Grandpa...Grandpa...what are you talking about?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar and two middle-aged beautiful women secretly glanced sideways, and found that one of the several red-clothed warriors in the center was questioning a fair-skinned young man with a handsome face.

I saw that the young man who was being questioned looked tense, pale, and beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.Looking around, the four middle-aged Confucian scholars had already walked into the street with the advancing crowd.

I only heard a loud and rude shout from the street behind me, followed by the young man's repeated voices.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hooves like raindrops, and dozens of tall horses were seen galloping along the street, as if flying towards the intersection.

The four middle-aged Confucian scholars raised their eyes, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and stood in the shadows.I saw dozens of horses of red-clothed warriors running on the front horse. It turned out to be a woman in red with a sword on her back and a black scarf on her face.

When one of the two middle-aged beauties saw her, she would bend her elbow and withdraw her sword.But as soon as the jade hand held the hilt, it was already held by another middle-aged beautiful woman.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned and looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman.

At this moment, the horse team had already arrived in front of him, galloping like the wind, and went straight to the intersection.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar, who followed the crowd along the shadows, stopped suddenly and whispered: "Listen to that woman's voice."

The rickety old man whispered: "Young master, don't worry, my old lady knows that she is not our Xiaowan girl when she sees the figure of that flamboyant girl." But the voice of speaking is that of an old woman, and with this attire, It's really weird.

The beautiful woman in silver also whispered: "Aunt Shan is right, I don't look like Sister Xiaowan either."

These four disguised old men, middle-aged Confucian scholars and beautiful women are Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen, Wei Xiaoying and the resourceful Aunt Shan who have traveled thousands of miles and arrived in the starry night.

Aunt Shan disguised herself as an old man, and added a hydrangea to her dove-headed iron staff to cover her eyes and ears.The middle-aged Confucian scholar is Nangong Haotian, and Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying are disguised as middle-aged beautiful women. The former wears silver gray and the latter wears lavender.

Now, the four of them ran into the red-clothed masked woman who went to the Donghai Huoshao transfer station and robbed Mrs. Wei in Brownstone Valley on the spot, so of course they couldn't let them go.

Just as the four of them were chatting quietly, the horse team of the red-clothed masked woman had already arrived at the intersection.Only someone yelled loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, the lady of the headmaster is here."

The four of Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they met each other.

Liu Qianwen whispered: "She is indeed the daughter of the ruthless judge Situ Tiannan."

Wei Xiaoying's pretty face covered her face, and she said in a deep voice: "There is nowhere to find her if you have broken through the iron shoes. It will take no effort to get her. Now is the right time to catch her."

Seeing that Wei Xiaoying was still so impulsive, Nangong Haotian shook his head helplessly, and immediately stopped him in a low voice, "Don't be reckless. If you need to know how to bear it, you will make a big conspiracy. If you fail with one blow, you may kill Aunt Wei."

When Wei Xiaoying heard this, she looked sad and indignant, and her eye circles suddenly turned red.