Beast

The corpse under the armpit was hanging its head, and the black night clothes were dripping with rainwater. Yang Qing stood in the courtyard with a solemn expression, his arms loosened.

"Click"

The body fell heavily into the courtyard, and the water on the ground splashed with water, and then merged into the water again with a 'crash' sound.

Hundreds of city defense troops were wearing soft armor, holding ten-foot-long red tassel spears and aiming them at Cheng Wanliang and the others. The centurion who led the city defense army was wearing silver thin iron armor. He was in his thirties, about eight feet tall, and

He was thin and upright, with a gloomy face, and a beard on his chin was covered with rainwater. He frowned and looked at the body soaked in the water.

"Arrest him!" the centurion shouted coldly with a gloomy face.

"Crash!" More than a dozen people from the city defense troops surrounding Cheng Wanliang and his men dispersed, turned their guns, moved quickly, and surrounded Yang Qing, whose expression remained unchanged, in the center.

At this time, a twenty-seven-year-old city defense soldier with a narrow forehead and chin trotted up to the centurion's side, whispered something in his ear, and glanced at Yang Qing from time to time.

This city defense soldier was the leader of the soldiers who beat Bu Zhuang severely in the street that day. He was the ten-man captain of the city defense army.

The centurion's gloomy expression changed slightly. He frowned and thought for a while, then said coldly, "The emperor breaks the law and the common people are equally guilty. The law is merciless, suppress it!"

Hearing the centurion's words, the centurion raised a smile and took the lead to approach.

"Boom!" The thunder sounded again, and a dazzling white ravine crossed the horizon, illuminating the courtyard.

Except for the four bodyguards guarding the goods who were supporting each other and barely standing, the four bodyguards who arrived after Cheng Wanliang and others were all injured. Their wounds were not bandaged, and there was still blood overflowing. They lay on the ground along their robes as the rain hit their heads and faces.

, his face was pale and full of eagerness and despair.

Yang Qing looked solemn, not looking at the approaching soldiers, but said in a deep voice, "Brother Cheng, do you know this escort robber?"

After saying that, regardless of the gun point approaching you, turn the body of the escort robber at your feet over, face up.

The escort robber's eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out. His complexion was gray and white, his face was long and narrow, and there was a hideous scar across the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Wanliang has rich experience in escorting and has seen many scenes. Although he is eager, he is not panicked. Hearing what Yang Qing said, he understood in his heart. He looked intently through the thunder light that lit up from time to time. At this sight, a look of surprise crawled into his eyes.

On his face, he shouted in surprise, "Tao Hong with a scarred mouth!"

As soon as Cheng Wanliang said these words, all the soldiers, including the centurion, looked at the corpse known as "Scar-mouthed Tao Hong".

The centurion pushed aside the soldiers surrounding Yang Qing, stepped forward, leaned down and watched carefully, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Everyone, get back!"

"Wow!"

He retracted his spear and ran to the side. After a while, hundreds of city defense soldiers stood in crooked rows, looking puzzled but not daring to ask.

When several bodyguards saw the soldiers retreating, they couldn't help but feel relieved. Their bodies went limp and fell into the stagnant water. These four bodyguards were seriously injured. They were able to hold on until then and only fell down because they had to grind their steel teeth to pieces.

Cheng Wanliang hurriedly ordered the bodyguards beside him to help the four fallen people to the inn to deal with their injuries, while he walked to stand next to Tao Hong's body.

The centurion stood up, and the heavy rain made a crackling sound on his armor. Before he could speak, Cheng Wanliang took the lead and said, "It's raining heavily outside, why don't we go inside and talk about it?"

The centurion's gloomy face softened a lot. He patted Cheng Wanliang's shoulder and said a few words to the hundreds of city defense soldiers, instructing them to disperse and take shelter from the rain. Then, Yang Qing and the other three came to Cheng Wanliang's guest room together.

The herringbone room in the Xiangyue Inn is small and simply furnished, but it is well protected from wind and rain. Several people sat around the table with wet robes. Cheng Wanliang filled the teacups and handed them to the centurion and Yang Qing respectively.

The centurion frowned, holding the tea cup but neither drinking nor thinking about anything. Yang Qing stared at the tea in a daze, and the right hand holding his left arm involuntarily reached out and licked his lips.

"Tick tock, tick tock"

The room was dull, with only the rushing sound of water dripping on the floor. Cheng Wanliang, the oldest and most mature in mind, was the first to speak to break the calm.

The centurion's name is Peng Boyi. He is a centurion of the city defense army. He was also an outer disciple of Yufeng Sect. Due to some reasons, he had to join the army. With his good cultivation, he climbed to the hundredth level in less than five years.

The position of husband-in-law is difficult, but it is difficult to advance to the military position. There is no commendable achievements, and only gold and silver can only be exchanged for excuses.

Tao Hong was a wanted criminal with more than a dozen well-documented crimes. He had at least 80 lives on hand, and sent troops to encircle and suppress him several times with no results. He could only kill and arrest unknown criminals.

Well, Tao Hong came and went without a trace. He had no fixed lair and no usable clues. Officials had been trying their best to conceal it and never reported it to the court.

Tonight, he was beaten to death in the Crescent Moon Lake. This made Peng Boyi surprised and even more grateful. Fortunately, he found Tao Hong's body before the centurion nearby. He was credited with killing the wanted criminal.

To hold it on your own head.

Peng Boyi saw that Yang Qing, an outer disciple of Yufeng Sect, was standing aside and did not dare to directly point it out. He also saw that Yang Qing looked dazed and did not interrupt, so he talked to Cheng Wanliang in a low voice.

Yang Qing was indifferent to the content of the conversation between the two. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful scene on the flower boat at the bottom of the lake, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot. Then he thought of Sun Xinyao waiting eagerly on Shuiling Peak. A strong sense of guilt filled his chest, and he lowered his voice in his ears.

, the sound of extremely fast conversation sounded as annoying as the flapping wings of a fly.

He confessed his crime to the two of them, then turned around and returned to the room. Peng Boyi was not angry but happy. Yang Qing did not ask about Tao Hong's affairs, which was just what he wanted. He didn't care about the gold and silver reward, which would allow him to advance to the next level in the military.

Lou's achievements are the most critical.

Yang Qing's room was also a herringbone room, with a bed, a table, chairs and tea sets. It rained heavily at night and the room was slightly damp. He changed out of his wet warrior uniform, sat cross-legged on the bed and entered into practice.

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The night rain gradually became lighter, and by the time it was ten minutes past midnight, the night sky had cleared up, the crescent moon was hanging high, and the stars were dotted, adding a bit of tranquility to Yuehu City where thousands of families turned off their lights.

"Bang bang, bang bang bang" was a dull knock on the door.

When Yang Qing woke up from practicing, he didn't know who came to the door at dawn and got out of bed.

"Sir, there is a girl downstairs looking for you." As soon as the door was opened, a waiter with a white scarf on his shoulders, hunched over and smiling, said.

Yang Qing had a complex expression on his face. He pondered for a while and then followed the waiter down the stairs.

"Your Majesty, that's the girl." The waiter said with a clear look on his face, pointed his finger in the distance and then left, happily touching the broken silver in his arms.

Yang Qing stood on the stairs, her expression restored to calm. She saw Ye Lingfei, who was wearing a goose-yellow dress. She kneaded the brocade handkerchief in her hands and stood waiting at the door of the inn with an uneasy look on her face. Her beautiful eyes were slightly red and the circles under her eyes were hidden.

There were dark shadows, and the snow-white embroidered shoes were stained with mud.

Ye Lingfei looked happy, pursed her lips and smiled, covering up the tired look on her face, walking lightly towards the stairs with a worried heart.

"Oh, isn't this an oiran? Why are you moving to this small inn? Oh, you have such a small waist and your butt is so perky." There were already many guests on the first floor of the inn eating various breakfasts. When Ye Lingfei walked in, she immediately heard whistles.

The sound of teasing.

Ye Lingfei pursed her lips slightly, her face was red and sullen, and then she felt deeply helpless. Although she was an oiran, she was still a singer. After that seemingly glorious day, she had to show off her laughter and her body.

"This little girl is so tempting even when she's angry. I'll give you a price and I'll keep you overnight, haha" she laughed obscenely.

"Come on, let me touch it. It will be fun, hehe." A middle-aged man with a deer-headed head and a mouse-like eyes smiled. Seeing the slender waist and perky buttocks, he swallowed hard and stretched out his cracked palms to grab it.

Ye Lingfei's plump breasts.

Ye Lingfei's beautiful eyes were fixed on the stairs, but she didn't expect that these diners, taking advantage of their words, would actually extend their hands. She looked panicked, but she was too weak to avoid it, so she had to panic and looked towards the stairs for help, but where was the stairs?

And that tall and straight figure.

I can’t help but feel disheartened, “Why should my innocent body be tainted like this?”

"Click, click"

The tooth-aching sound of bone breaking sounded!

"Plop, pop" penetrated flesh and blood, and the sound of wooden boards cracking!

"Ah!, ah!" The heart-rending scream!

For a moment, the tabletop shattered, dishes fell to the floor, bones broke, and screams mingled together.

Ye Lingfei closed her eyes in pain, but the noise near her ears made her slowly open her eyes again. The scene that caught her eyes frightened her, but also made her happy.

The middle-aged man with a deer head and rat eyes attacked the dry and cracked palm of her plump chest and abdomen. At this time, the bones were white, and the flesh was pierced and the flesh was exposed. A pair of bamboo chopsticks nailed the scrapped palm to the table. The middle-aged man

The person still had a vulgar expression, his whole face was scrunched up and he wanted to swallow it, his whole body was lying on the table, and the tremors caused by shouting would cause tearing pain.

Several other diners also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. Their wretched palms were all nailed into the table with bamboo chopsticks. The bones of their hands were shattered and sharp bone fragments were exposed. The table was covered with bright red blood. The diners who had taken the opportunity to tease them, this time

He fell to the ground, covering his mouth with both hands but could not stop the blood from escaping from his fingers, and most of the teeth in his mouth were knocked out.

The food, soup and porridge were scattered all over the floor, and the dishes were smashed into pieces. The other diners screamed and ran out of the inn. Those who had the idea of ​​teasing in their hearts were glad that they did not succeed in their quickness and were beaten up in the end.

"You..." Ye Lingfei stared blankly at Yang Qing, who stood in front of him with a calm expression. How could she have imagined that this young man who looked gentle could be so ruthless. She didn't see clearly how he did it, but there was a scene where blood flowed everywhere.

But it brings fear.

The inexplicable anger in Yang Qing's heart gradually disappeared. Ye Lingfei didn't know what to say and looked frightened. Maybe this violent side would make her retreat.

"You care about me, don't you?" Big tears fell from Ye Lingfei's eyes. Although her expression was flustered, her expression was filled with joy, comfort, and hope. The man in front of her beat all those who offended her to pieces for her sake.

Disabled, injured.

Yang Qing's steady breathing stopped, and then he held his left arm with his right hand and hurriedly denied, "No!"

"I only have Xinyao in my heart. I help her because I feel pity for him!" Yang Qing kept repeating in his heart, as if trying to persuade himself.

"You thug, I'm going to report you to the police, I'm going to put you in a dungeon, I'm going to bankrupt you." The middle-aged man, whose wrist bone was broken and his palm was pierced, screamed sharply, interrupting the frozen conversation between the two.