The Thief Concubine 【End】

Lan Yang's horse is very good, a good horse for thousands of miles.

However, the selection of the leader was not in a hurry, and Lan Yang's leisurely temperament caused their schedule to be very slow in the next few days.

The horse is very self-aware, and he can run in the right direction at a moderate speed without him always using the whip.

But today, the two were bickering.

"I said, can you come here without relying on that?"

Wei Young finally got annoyed, turned her head and said angrily.

The corner of Lan Yang's mouth hooked into a charming smile, "I'm tired, and Xiao Yang'er is so cruel that he won't let me rely on you?"

Come on, rely on your sister!

"Don't you know whether men and women can kiss or not? You have completely hurt my young heart like this, and polluted my pure reputation!"

"Oh?" He blinked, "Are you sure you still have a reputation? Uh, did I remember wrongly, it wasn't you who asked to ride with me that day?"

Wei Young was taken aback.

Uh, well, she asked for it.

However, this doesn't mean that he can lean forward when he's tired. Doesn't it hurt to rest his chin on her head? !

Just as he was about to scold, he saw his smile brighter, "Xiao Yang'er, you have damaged my reputation, you have to take responsibility."

Responsible, negative Nima...

Wei Young gritted her teeth, grinding up and down.

Seeing her like this, Lan Yang became more interested in teasing her. "Xiao Yang'er is not responsible, and I'm relying on it..." He suddenly withdrew his smile, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and suddenly slapped his hands to the right, and the wind suddenly rose.

Wei Young was taken aback, and turned her head abruptly to look to the right.

I saw a black shadow falling rapidly from the big tree opposite. It hit the ground with a "bang", and the dust flew up.

Not far away, she clearly saw that the man in black convulsed for a few times, and blood spewed out from the corner of his mouth, and then fell silent.

Uh……

Beating people to death with a single palm in the air, is this martial art considered high?

"Xiao Yang'er isn't afraid?" Lan Yang said with a disdainful smile.

"With you here, what am I afraid of? But, you should be the one to be afraid of. There are quite a few people here." Wei Young smiled sweetly, and her unremarkable appearance was illuminated with a smile.

Lan Yang raised his eyebrows, glanced around lightly, looked ahead and said loudly.

"Since you're here, why are you hiding? Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of men in black popped out of the surrounding grass and rocks.Wei Young glanced slightly, and could roughly see their number.

Fifty or sixty guys have dicks in their hands.

The knife was shining, pointing at himself and Lan Yang.

It seems that they are here for Lan Yang, she is not worthy of so many masters.

A leader walked out of the men in black, and he laughed heartily, "Okay, it's Mr. Lan! You don't insult the master at all."

Wei Young sneered from the bottom of her heart, and secretly rolled her eyes.

This person is really a fool, do you think you can beat Lan Yang by bickering?If you don't insult the teacher's school, others may be angry, after all, no one who has made a name in the world would like others to say that he is borrowing the light of the teacher's school.

But who is Lan Yang, a monster.She, who is called a black-bellied sage, can't beat him in words. What kind of onion are these little bastards?

I just don't know which sect Lan Yang is from.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Wei Young continued to watch the play.