The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world.

Chapter 581 Xiao Shiyilang Appears

The figure was like a civet cat, nimbly flipped into the yard, flew to the door of the house, pulled out a thin knife, lightly picked up the bolt of the room, and then walked into the house quietly.

The bundle was placed at the bedside. Although the sound of the silver coins rubbing against each other was very light, it still woke the hostess in the room up in a daze.

But before she could open her eyes, a finger touched the ground under her neck, causing her to fall into a deep sleep again.

The figure breathed a sigh of relief, not expecting that the hostess of the house was such a light sleeper. Then he slowly stepped back, closed the door silently, and with a light tap of his feet, his figure flew onto the top of the wall.

As long as he leaped again, he would fly into the darkness and disappear completely.

But at this moment, a light shout sounded in his ears.

"Xiao Shiyilang!"

The figure paused and immediately stopped on the top of the wall.

"In the middle of the night, you sneaked into a private house. I never thought you would be reduced to visiting such a poor house. The three hands on the street would target the rich, but you actually reached into the pockets of the poor. You have low character.

I will make sure to spread your behavior to the whole world, and let everyone know that you, Xiao Shiyilang, are worse than the thieves on the street."

The voice was clear, and although it seemed to be far away, it rang clearly in Xiao Shiyilang's ears. It was obvious that the person who was speaking had profound internal strength and was definitely not an ordinary person.

Xiao Shiyilang's heart trembled, but he sneered subconsciously.

But he had no intention of stopping to argue, and even hoped that the other party would think so.

So he stepped on the ground and took off, waving his hands behind him, "I am a thief, but this family doesn't have much money. I will go to other families and steal a few taels of silver to drink."

The next moment, Xiao Shiyilang heard another shout, "Xiao Shiyilang!"

Xiao Shiyilang, who was in mid-air, almost twisted his waist. He turned his body to the side, stepped on the tree next to him, changed direction, and flew back the same way he came.

"Feng Si Niang?"

"Xiao Shiyilang, you are a big fool!"

Xiao Shiyilang, who had returned to the top of the wall, had a lot of questions in his head, but he still smiled and said, "Feng Siniang, Feng Siniang, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are still so outspoken. If you continue like this, who else would dare to marry me... ahem, who would offend you?"

Xiao Shiyilang originally wanted to play a joke on Feng Siniang, but suddenly remembered that there were other people present, so he abruptly gave up the joke and turned over to stand on the wall.

Although Xiao Shiyilang took back his words, the meaning of his words was already revealed.

"Xiao Shiyilang, you are a big bastard!" Feng Siniang's voice was full of exasperation, "I tell you, there are so many people who want to marry me, they can line up from Luoyang to Chang'an, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Since Feng Siniang said so herself, Xiao Shiyilang was not polite. He knew that the people who followed Feng Siniang were probably friends, so he teased, "If you can find one, you can burn incense and worship Buddha. The question is who dares?"

"I, I dare! No, I am willing...willing..."

Another square and deep voice sounded, but unlike the first voice which was full of confidence, this voice became smaller and smaller, and when it came to the last word "意", it was almost inaudible.

But Xiao Shiyilang was still surprised. He looked in the direction of the voice and stared at a roof in the next courtyard. He laughed and said, "You dare to marry that female monster, aren't you afraid that she will escape from the bridal chamber in the middle of the night and disappear?" "Humph!"

With a cold snort, all the sounds were suppressed, and a slender figure appeared on the roof. Xiao Shiyilang saw clearly under the moonlight that it was Feng Siniang.

"You don't need to worry about who I'm going to marry!" Feng Siniang said unhappily, "You're such a fool and a miser, you should just worry about yourselves!"

As Feng Siniang appeared, three figures beside her stood up at the same time and stood on the roof of the courtyard opposite.

Xiao Shiyilang looked carefully and saw a square-faced young man in plain clothes smiling awkwardly. He didn't mind Feng Siniang being called a miser at all, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes when he looked at him.

Xiao Shiyilang immediately knew that this was the warrior who dared to announce that he would marry Feng Siniang.

Then he shifted his gaze to the other two people. The moon was bright tonight and the two people did not hide their appearance.

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, was gentle and refined, with a carefree smile on his face. He was wearing a blue shirt, the sleeves of which fluttered in the autumn wind, making him look like a god banished to earth.

The woman had a face as bright as morning glory, an extraordinary demeanor, and a gentle and affectionate look in the corners of her eyes. She gazed at the man in green indifferently, and then looked at herself curiously.

"Fairy couple!"

This was the only adjective that Xiao Shiyilang could think of in his mind, and for a moment he even felt ashamed of himself.

But Xiao Shiyilang was Xiao Shiyilang after all, and he reacted immediately and realized that these two people were not gods. Instead, the man had just mocked him.

With Feng Siniang present, Xiao Shiyilang didn't believe that the man was unaware of what he was doing.

So he ignored Lian Chengbi and flew to Feng Siniang's side, teasing her, "You've been out of seclusion for three or four years. I think you should worry about yourself. What should I worry about?"

When this was mentioned, Feng Si Niang became furious.

"What do you have to worry about?" Feng Siniang raised her eyebrows. "The lone thief Xiao Shiyilang, you have become very capable. Not only did you kill the entire family of Mr. Li from Daming Mansion who had been doing good deeds for generations, you also killed the Qingping swordsman Wan Daxia and robbed the 500,000 taels of silver that was used to help the people..."

Xiao Shiyilang frowned and asked, "Do you think I did all these things?"

Feng Siniang sneered, "It's all over the martial arts world, and no one else has come forward to claim it except you. Who else could have done it if not you?"

The anger on Xiao Shiyilang's face flashed away, but then turned into a blank expression, and said lightly, "Since you think I did it, then it's me who did it."

Then he saw the man in green laughing out loud, pointing at Xiao Shiyilang, and grinning, "See, I said he did it, and he didn't refute it himself."

"You're right, he's a big idiot!" Feng Siniang was so angry that her fists hardened. She said to Xiao Shiyilang, "You obviously didn't do these things. Why don't you defend yourself?"

Xiao Shiyilang couldn't help but raise his thick eyebrows, and his mood became better again.

But he didn't care at all about Feng Siniang's words. "They have their own mouths. They can say whatever they want. I'm not losing a piece of flesh. Why should I defend myself?"

If he had not happened to be at the scene when the young master framed him in the original novel, he would never have wasted time afterwards to explain to others useless things like it was not me.

Xiao Shiyilang smiled and said, "Anyway, you won't misunderstand me."

(End of this chapter)