Wuxia: Opening Reward Fengyun World

"Who are you?"

Elder Xu had a solemn expression on his face. After seeing Chu Jiangnan's martial arts, his tone of voice was much more polite.

But I'm not afraid, even if Chu Jiangnan's martial arts are strong, here are all the masters of the Beggar Gang. "You don't need to know who this son is."

Chu Jiangnan glanced at all the beggars in the audience and said coldly: "You only need to know that the reason why the beggar gang has become the largest gang in the world is because of Qiao Feng, and it is precisely because he is the leader of the beggar gang that the beggar gang can thrive. Shui Qi, if Qiao Feng resigned, you thought the world would still give you face, but you were ridiculed by the world and reduced to a second-rate force that only relied on the crowd."

"Shut up! Huangkou child, the beggar gang is not a beggar gang of Qiao Feng alone."

"Did my beggars offend you?"

"Nonsense, I don't know what it means."

After listening to Chu Jiangnan's words, the face of the beggars became ugly.

They are also people of status and status in the arena, and they are naturally ridiculed by Chu Jiangnan in person.

"My son and brother Qiao hit it off together, these scumbags deceived him as a hero, a gentleman, accused him, and persecuted him for no reason."

Chu Jiangnan said indifferently, "Will your conscience hurt?"

"You're going to be fooling the crowd!"

Elder Xu blushed, "The kindness to the beggar gang is a small kindness and a small benefit, but he is a Khitan, and I, the Song Dynasty and the Khitan, stand strong.

In any case, you can't lose the big because of the small."

"Mrs. Ma is here!"

At this moment, not far away came a follower.

The group of beggars gave way, and the sedan chair fell to the ground.

A woman in plain clothes lifted the curtain and got off the sedan chair.

I saw her eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, her appearance is quite beautiful, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes have a slight natural charm.

Chu Jiangnan's eyes flickered, and the corners of Kang Min's brows were concealed with wrinkles. He was about thirty-five or sixteen years old.

Fat powder, fair complexion, actually not inferior to Li Qingluo, Gan Baobao "Duan Zhengchun, this guy is definitely a face value control, a senior member of the Appearance Association, a fancy mistress, all of them are like flowers and jade, even if they are old, they still have their charm. It's just that apart from this young master, Bai Shijing, Quan Guanqing dares to provoke this woman with a heart like a scorpion."

The corners of Chu Jiangnan's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

"Well, somehow I always feel that there is something wrong in this matter.

That... Mrs. Ma, that Mrs. Ma, she looks so pure and pure, I can't help but feel terrible and disgusted when I see her."

Aju said in a low voice.

Chu Jiangnan glanced at Azhu, and there were five women beside her, only she could see the clue.

"Mrs. Ma, you are here."

Elder Xu took a step forward and said, "Please show what evidence you have in your hands."

"My concubine is an ignorant and ignorant female class. She shouldn't go out and show her face. Only her husband died wrongly. I urge all uncles and uncles to read the old feelings, find out the truth, and avenge her husband."

Kang Min Yingying bowed and saluted, "The one who killed the late husband left this behind."

Saying that, Madam Ma slowly took out an item from the burden behind her back and handed it to Elder Xu.

It was a folding fan.

"Suo Xue flutters open the Yanmen, and the Pingsha calendar is sloppy: the fame and shame will kill the number of people, and the Loulan will be cut to repay the country's kindness."

With a calm voice, Elder Xu read a poem on the fan.

When Qiao Feng heard this poem, he was really surprised.

His eyes narrowed, only to see a picture of a strong man going out to kill the enemy on the reverse side of the fan.

This fan belongs to Qiao Feng, the poem was written by his master Wang Jiantong, and this picture was written by Elder Xu.

This fan is a gift from Wang Jiantong on Qiao Feng's [-]th birthday.

He has always cherished his collection, how could he have been lost in Ma Dayuan's house, not to mention Qiao Feng is not Ouyang Ke, Duan Yu is free and easy by nature, and he will never carry anything like a folding fan on his body.

Elder Xu turned over the fan and looked at the picture, which was painted by himself.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

He stared at Qiao Feng and said coldly.

"Hahaha"

No waiting: Qiao Feng opened his mouth, and a burst of laughter came.

"You are born in the wrong age, otherwise it would be a good idea to be an actor."

Chu Jiangnan said loudly.

When he spoke of her, he naturally meant Kang Min.

"who are you"

Kang Min looked at Chu Jiangnan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Women also like to look at handsome guys. "This folding fan is naturally the thing of the gang leader Qiao, but with his martial arts, how can he drop such a tool, it is for you"