Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless

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Huang Rong felt relieved immediately, and handed the Bi Haichaosheng jade flute to Xia An, "My father gave it to you."

"For me?"

Xia An took Yuxiao, a little surprised.

"It's marriage... dowry..."

Huang Rong blushed immediately, and explained in a low voice.

Xia An smiled slightly, and hugged the girl into her arms.

Soon, the two returned along the same road.

At this moment, many people have come to the yamen, and they are tidying up the inside and outside of the village.

Everyone was full of emotion, such a **** case, even these experienced officials were terrified.

"This black wind and two evil spirits really deserve to die, even the elderly and children will not be spared."

"This is not the first time they have committed such crimes, but these ordinary people are pitiful."

"These people from the rivers and lakes are becoming more and more lawless."

"What can we do? Others are master masters. Unless we send out troops to encircle and suppress them, we will die if we go."

"Maybe it will be our turn someday."

The two yamen servants were still complaining in a low voice while carrying the corpse onto the cart.

It's not that the yamen doesn't want to take care of this kind of thing, but it's really powerless.

"The Black House Shuangsha is dead, you two don't need to worry anymore."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

The two turned their heads and saw a man and a woman appeared beside them at some unknown time.

The man is as rich as jade, and the woman is graceful, just like a couple of gods and gods.

The two yamen servants were stunned for a moment, and surprise flashed in their eyes.

Who are these two people? Husband.

Chapter 110: Goddess Dust? The decision to invite the moon

For a moment, strong doubts surfaced in the hearts of the two yamen servants.

If these words were told by others, the two of them must treat them as a joke.

How powerful is the Black Wind Shuangsha, two master masters, even the six sects can't do anything to them.

But the two people in front of them looked extraordinary, and they were very ordinary people at first glance.

Not like bragging.

"Young master, how do you know that the Black Wind Shuangsha is dead?"

A yamen servant couldn't help asking.

"Because I killed it with my own hands."

Xia An said with a smile, "The body is about ten miles away from the main man's side. I need you two to deal with it."

"In addition, I would like to trouble the two of you from the six gates to inform them, so that they can update the file information as soon as possible and report it to the capital."

"Six doors?"

The yamen servant smiled wryly, "These six gates are not under the control of our yamen. If we go, they may not take care of us."

"It doesn't matter "230", just say that I let you go."

Xia An took out a small bamboo token from his pocket and handed it to the yamen servant.

Then he left with Huang Rong.

"This man has a big tone."

Looking at Xia An's back, the yamen servant muttered, and shifted his gaze to the bamboo tablet.

next moment.

"This, this, this..."

The yamen servant suddenly widened his eyes, his hands trembled with excitement, and he almost couldn't even hold the bamboo card steadily.

"Why are your hands shaking so badly? Are you afraid it's due to kidney deficiency?"

When the companion saw his appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

"Xia An... This person is Xia An!"

The yamen servant stammered.

"Xia'an? Which Xia'an?" The companion was still confused by Monk Zhanger.

"Catching God Xia An! Who else is there? White-clothed Catching God! Does Catching God know! You ignorant bastard."

This time it was the Yamen servant's turn to despise his companions.

"what?"

The companion finally came to his senses, with an unbelievable expression on his face, "You mean Xia An who robbed the court?"

"if not?"

The yamen servant stared, then suddenly remembered something, and ran towards the south in a hurry, "Hurry up! The corpse is in the south. If we go quickly, we will have some credit."

"..."

"Wait for me! You are not afraid of falling if you run so fast!"

Amidst bursts of shouts, the figures of the two gradually disappeared into the horizon.

After explaining everything, Xia An joined Yaoyue Xiaolongnu and the others, and went to the nearest city to find an inn.

Opened three upper rooms.

As for why the five of them only opened three upper rooms.

Naturally, Yue Lianxing lived in the same room, Xiao Longnu lived in the same room, and Xia An and Huang Rong shared the same room.

That night.

"I want to hear the song."

Huang Rong nestled in Xia An's arms and acted like a baby.

"it is good."

Xia An nodded, and picked up the Bi Haichaosheng jade flute beside her.

She naturally understood that Huang Rong didn't do it on a whim.

Seeing Huang Yaoshi suddenly, naturally had some psychological impact on her.

What's more, this jade flute is still a relic left by Qi's mother.

Seeing things and thinking about others, some melancholy is inevitable.

"Woo~"

The deep flute sounded leisurely and floated out through the window.

With the passage of time, Xia An's attainments in temperament have also reached the peak, and he can do it at his fingertips.

The sound of the flute is melodious, and the Tao expresses his heartfelt thoughts and heartfelt words.

Xia An mixed his love and affection for the girl in his arms.

The song is very plain, but touching.

Soon, the originally noisy inn became quiet, and the residents were all listening, curious.

Pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, eager to see through their eyes, wanting to know which famous master came here.

They couldn't understand the deep meaning of the song, but they just thought it was pleasant to listen to.

It is both vulgar and elegant.

Nestled in Xia An's arms, Huang Rong stared at her sweetheart in a daze, as if a layer of mist had enveloped her eyes.

Soon, the song is over.

Huang Rong still looked up at Xia An with love in her eyes.

at the same time.

Another upper room.

Yaoyue leaned against the window, her slender figure looked even more curvaceous under the moonlight, which made her as charming as a moon god.

"Lian Xing, I want to understand."

Suddenly, Yaoyue said so, her eyes were like water.

Lianxing didn't answer, but her eyes were complicated.

She knew exactly what Yaoyue was talking about.

After all, the goddess will fall to the mortal world.

Just like the bright moon hanging high in the sky tonight, no matter how high the moon is, there will always be someone who can pluck the stars and catch the moon.

Lianxing sighed lightly.

Now that my sister has made up her mind, what about myself?

Is it necessary to resist what seems to be a doomed fate?

Or, in fact, this is not a catastrophe.

Otherwise, how could you make such a decision if you were so arrogant?

Lian Xing looked at the bright moon outside the window with a dazed expression.

It's just that the struggle she experienced in her heart is unknown to outsiders.

…

Not far from the inn.

A chic and unrestrained figure stood with hands behind his back, with a lot of emotion in his eyes.

This person is naturally Huang Yaoshi.

Although Xia An is famous all over the world, in Huang Rong's mouth, he is almost the embodiment of perfection.

But after all, she is the only daughter of her own family, so naturally Huang Yaoshi won't feel relieved so easily.

He said goodbye, but actually followed Huang Rong far away.

With his kung fu, as long as he wasn't too close, it would be difficult for even Xia An to spot him.

This song was naturally heard by Huang Yaoshi.

With his attainments, how could he fail to hear the deep meaning contained in this song.

The meaning of the song is plain, but it is like a brook gurgling, winding into the heart.

This seems to be a portrayal of the relationship between a pair of lovers, not so vigorous, but more of letting nature take its course.

But it is undeniable that it is this kind of plainness that is the most popular.

Rong'er was indeed right, Xia An's melody attainments were indeed at the pinnacle.

far above oneself.

At this moment, even Huang Yaoshi, who was as proud as Huang Yaoshi, had no choice but to admire him.

Of course, apart from admiration, he was more relieved.

Because of this pure meaning.

How can a person who can play such tenderness be a heartless person?