Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Keep up! Come on, let me get up to the little master!" Zhao Jingan shouted to the boatman.

Huafang quickly leaned over, and heard another song over there, but this time it was an extremely high one. The clear voice seemed to rise into the sky, which immediately lifted the mind.

When I got closer, the painting boat showed the whole picture. The curtains on the second floor hall were all opened, and the snow drifted into the boat. Except for the dancers who danced to the singing, all the other dancers on the boat were Just like the others, she put on a thick cloak and sat down honestly.

The one who sang was an extraordinarily beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes, and the snow blowing in the wind fell on his hair and shoulders, and he licked some beautiful colors.

But Murong Zhan’s sight was not on the outside boy, but fixed on a figure standing on the bow of the boat. The figure in black would not be able to be found unless you look closely, but it just happened to be reflected by the lights of Zhao’s painting boat. In the past, I took a photo of that peerless Li Rong, Murong Zhan only felt that his heart was stagnant. He had seen Ning Yu. This person’s exquisite and beautiful facial features were somewhat similar to Ning Yu, but much cleaner than Ning Yu. Compared with him, Ning Yu, who is known as the Nine Heavens Fairy, is the muddy after the rain.

Ning Ye? ! Looking at the figure of that person, Murong Zhan suddenly felt throbbing in his heart. Such a character must be held in his arms and loved!

"Which little shop is this? So many beautiful people?"

A drunk boy next to him yelled, not only awakened the person who was full of boats, but Murong Zhan was also awakened. In a blink of an eye, the figure was hidden in the darkness and never seen again, no Feeling angrily glared at the young man, and then looked over, only then did he see that the outside boy and the men who walked to the window to look over, unconsciously swallowed his mouth slightly.

"Hey! Which one are you from? Give your name a name, and he will go to join him tomorrow!"

"What are you waiting for tomorrow! Come here, or we will go over!"

The singing there stopped, and the boat was about to turn around. Zhao Jingan was anxious and shouted: "Don't go! Chase me, don't you know who I am? Know who my father is? Go again , I told my father to arrest you all!"

The boat stopped, and a man walked to the window and asked loudly, "I wonder what's the matter with Zhao Gongzi?"

Zhao Jingan shouted: "Why are you running? Who are you? Call the chief on board!"

Cai Jingfang looked back at Ling Qingyu whose brows were already frowning, then turned to Zhao Jingan and said: "Mr. Zhao, please tell me if you have anything."

"There's nothing else, just let all the boys on the boat come over, or let us Lele by the boat." The other young man laughed lustfully.

Following the roar of laughter on the painted boats of the Zhao family, the two boats were already approaching, and some servants put the boat boards over, preparing to pass.

"Kill." In the silence on the opposite boat, a woman's voice was tepid.

Then a sword light flashed, and the foot of the servant just stepped on the boat board was cut off, and the broken leg fell into the lake water with the boat board.

Huafang fell silent for a while, and as the servant screamed, Zhao Jingan furiously said, "Who are you! You dare to kill my Zhao family!"

"You dare to speak to insult my subordinates, and you dare to forcefully board my ship illegally, why can't I kill your people?" With a light voice like water, a woman appeared by the window.

"You stink! You are so bold!" Zhao Jingan pointed at her and shouted.

Before he finished his words, a figure swept over from the other side, raised his collar and stood on the bow, stretched his hand out, and suspended him on the lake.

Murong Zhan was taken aback. Although Zhao Jingan was some distance away from him, the other person's body skills were too fast, and he whispered: "Dark!"

Standing in the shadow behind him, Murong secretly said: "It should be from the Ling family."

Ling family? That Ling family who had killed Yan San who had killed two hundred martial artists? The Ling family married to Yang Zhao?

"The Ling family's fleet arrived at the port today. There are a total of nine ships, but they are all loaded with worthless Jibei." Murong's dark voice still said with no emotion.

It turned out that it was her. Thinking of the girl who broke his good deeds, Murong Zhan looked at the woman carefully. Compared with a few years ago, she seemed to be a lot more mature and her expression changed a lot.

"Wow wow wow wow!" Zhao Jingan who had just reacted yelled out in fear.

"Quickly let go of my brother! You are so courageous, you dare to rob the official ship!" Zhao Jingyi rushed to the bow and said angrily.

Ying Jiu glanced at Ling Qingyu, nodded when she saw her, then threw Zhao Jingan to the bow of the ship, turned around and swept back.

"Young master, master," followed Zhao Jingan's steward and remembered who was the first to speak, and while busy helping Zhao Jingan, he whispered: "Let's go, this is from the Ling family." Zhao The fact that the family can live so wealthy today has nothing to do with the tribute of the Ling family, and even the master is kind to the great treasurer of the Ling family.

"I care about your Ling family! In Hangzhou, my Zhao family is the boss! I am not afraid of the Emperor Lao Tzu coming, so rush to me!" Zhao Jingan touched her buttocks and shouted at Jia Ding who rushed up with a weapon. Then turned his head to Ling Qingyu and said: "Smelly ****, shameless, let's see how the young master will play you to death!"

"The son?" Murong glanced at the smile on Murong Zhan's face and called out in disapproval.

"Don't worry, let's watch the show." Murong Zhan took the tea bowl leisurely and took a sip of tea very elegantly.

The family members on the painted boat of the Zhao family were looking for the boat board with knives. A dozen teenagers had been swept out of the boat of the Ling family over there.

"It's so daring!" The vocal man stood on the bow, with a cold smile on a face that was more beautiful than the woman, and peach blossom eyes staring at Zhao Jingan with murderous intent.

Zhao Jingyi came out after hearing the movement. Between their boat and Ling's boat was the Zhao family's boat. When they went out to the bow of the boat, they saw her brother being grabbed by someone. Dameinan straightened his eyes, and now he can't turn his eyes when he sees this. Seeing that the family members have found a new boat plank and are preparing to ride over there, he hurriedly said: "Be careful! Don't hurt him. I want this person!"

As soon as she said this, the three boats were quiet for a moment.

What a shame! From now on, Zhao’s posts won’t be killed! Chu Hanyu covered his face and retreated into the cabin.

The family members looked at Zhao Jingan, but the other party had real swords and real swords, so wouldn't he hurt him? The other party doesn't seem to be a merciful master, do you want us to go up and die?

Zhao Jingan watched Yan Qi and swallowed her saliva, and said, "Keep this for me, kill that woman."

The family members put the plank of the boat to the stern, the beautiful man who couldn't hurt stood on the bow, and then rushed over from the plank with a whistle.

With a knife light and seven screams, the family members who stepped on the boat board before touching the opponent's boat hyun fell into the lake, causing a blood red surface on the lake.

The few Jiadings who hadn't stepped on the ship's board immediately retreated, watching the young man who slowly shook the knife in front of him, and his feet began to tremble. "Master," Murong An said without any emotions: "They have many masters on board." This Zhao Jingan is really looking for death.

Seven of them died at once, and Zhao Jingan's face turned pale, and the fingers pointing at Ling Qingyu trembled, and said: "You dare to kill our Zhao family?"

"If you dare to step on, believe it or not, even you will kill you?" Ling Qingyu poked his head out slightly and looked down at him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Why don't you try?" Then his eyes were shocked. The young master turned around and said, "Or you guys try it?"

Whoops, the young masters and sons on board the Zhao family stepped back and shook their heads.

"Really, I was so disturbed by some rubbish, let's go back." The contempt in his eyes did not hide, Ling Qingyu glanced at the opposite person with disgust, said.

"Wait!" Zhao Jingyi shouted at the slowly leaving ship: "Who is that! Who are you? Isn't it better to come to my Zhao family than to follow her?"

"Are you really going to marry this stupid woman?" Murong cast a glance at Murong Zhan's voice and asked in a straight line.

I think Zhao Pu doesn't need to be in this position anymore. It's better to help Yang Zhao get him down. Murong Zhan put his hand on his chin and thought.

Looking at the smile at the corner of Murong Zhan’s mouth, Murong sighed in relief. The man’s eyes were murderous when he left. If Murong Zhan wants to protect the two of them, he will have to confront those masters. This is not easy. Living, especially for these two scumbags, Murong darkly felt that even if he lost a drop of blood, it would be a loss, not to mention that he might be killed by the time.

"Keep up! Come on, let me get up to the little master!" Zhao Jingan shouted to the boatman.

Huafang quickly leaned over, and heard another song over there, but this time it was an extremely high one. The clear voice seemed to rise into the sky, which immediately lifted the mind.

When I got closer, the painting boat showed the whole picture. The curtains on the second floor hall were all opened, and the snow drifted into the boat. Except for the dancers who danced to the singing, all the other dancers on the boat were Just like the others, she put on a thick cloak and sat down honestly.

The one who sang was an extraordinarily beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes, and the snow blowing in the wind fell on his hair and shoulders, and he licked some beautiful colors.

But Murong Zhan’s sight was not on the outside boy, but fixed on a figure standing on the bow of the boat. The figure in black would not be able to be found unless you look closely, but it just happened to be reflected by the lights of Zhao’s painting boat. In the past, I took a photo of that peerless Li Rong, Murong Zhan only felt that his heart was stagnant. He had seen Ning Yu. This person’s exquisite and beautiful facial features were somewhat similar to Ning Yu, but much cleaner than Ning Yu. Compared with him, Ning Yu, who is known as the Nine Heavens Fairy, is the muddy after the rain.

Ning Ye? ! Looking at the figure of that person, Murong Zhan suddenly felt throbbing in his heart. Such a character must be held in his arms and loved!

"Which little shop is this? So many beautiful people?"

A drunk boy next to him yelled, not only awakened the person who was full of boats, but Murong Zhan was also awakened. In a blink of an eye, the figure was hidden in the darkness and never seen again, no Feeling angrily glared at the young man, and then looked over, only then did he see that the outside boy and the men who walked to the window to look over, unconsciously swallowed his mouth slightly.

"Hey! Which one are you from? Give your name a name, and he will go to join him tomorrow!"

"What are you waiting for tomorrow! Come here, or we will go over!"

The singing there stopped, and the boat was about to turn around. Zhao Jingan was anxious and shouted: "Don't go! Chase me, don't you know who I am? Know who my father is? Go again , I told my father to arrest you all!"

The boat stopped, and a man walked to the window and asked loudly, "I wonder what's the matter with Zhao Gongzi?"

Zhao Jingan shouted: "Why are you running? Who are you? Call the chief on board!"

Cai Jingfang looked back at Ling Qingyu whose brows were already frowning, then turned to Zhao Jingan and said: "Mr. Zhao, please tell me if you have anything."

"There's nothing else, just let all the boys on the boat come over, or let us Lele by the boat." The other young man laughed lustfully.

Following the roar of laughter on the painted boats of the Zhao family, the two boats were already approaching, and some servants put the boat boards over, preparing to pass.

"Kill." In the silence on the opposite boat, a woman's voice was tepid.

Then a sword light flashed, and the foot of the servant just stepped on the boat board was cut off, and the broken leg fell into the lake water with the boat board.

Huafang fell silent for a while, and as the servant screamed, Zhao Jingan furiously said, "Who are you! You dare to kill my Zhao family!"

"You dare to speak to insult my subordinates, and you dare to forcefully board my ship illegally, why can't I kill your people?" With a light voice like water, a woman appeared by the window.

"You stink! You are so bold!" Zhao Jingan pointed at her and shouted.

Before he finished his words, a figure swept over from the other side, raised his collar and stood on the bow, stretched his hand out, and suspended him on the lake.

Murong Zhan was taken aback. Although Zhao Jingan was some distance away from him, the other person's body skills were too fast, and he whispered: "Dark!"

Standing in the shadow behind him, Murong secretly said: "It should be from the Ling family."

Ling family? That Ling family who had killed Yan San who had killed two hundred martial artists? The Ling family married to Yang Zhao?

"The Ling family's fleet arrived at the port today. There are a total of nine ships, but they are all loaded with worthless Jibei." Murong's dark voice still said with no emotion.

It turned out that it was her. Thinking of the girl who broke his good deeds, Murong Zhan looked at the woman carefully. Compared with a few years ago, she seemed to be a lot more mature and her expression changed a lot.

"Wow wow wow wow!" Zhao Jingan who had just reacted yelled out in fear.

"Quickly let go of my brother! You are so courageous, you dare to rob the official ship!" Zhao Jingyi rushed to the bow and said angrily.

Ying Jiu glanced at Ling Qingyu, nodded when she saw her, then threw Zhao Jingan to the bow of the ship, turned around and swept back.

"Young master, master," followed Zhao Jingan's steward and remembered who was the first to speak, and while busy helping Zhao Jingan, he whispered: "Let's go, this is from the Ling family." Zhao The fact that the family can live so wealthy today has nothing to do with the tribute of the Ling family, and even the master is kind to the great treasurer of the Ling family.

"I care about your Ling family! In Hangzhou, my Zhao family is the boss! I am not afraid of the Emperor Lao Tzu coming, so rush to me!" Zhao Jingan touched her buttocks and shouted at Jia Ding who rushed up with a weapon. Then turned his head to Ling Qingyu and said: "Smelly ****, shameless, let's see how the young master will play you to death!"

"The son?" Murong glanced at the smile on Murong Zhan's face and called out in disapproval.

"Don't worry, let's watch the show." Murong Zhan took the tea bowl leisurely and took a sip of tea very elegantly.

The family members on the painted boat of the Zhao family were looking for the boat board with knives. A dozen teenagers had been swept out of the boat of the Ling family over there.

"It's so daring!" The vocal man stood on the bow, with a cold smile on a face that was more beautiful than the woman, and peach blossom eyes staring at Zhao Jingan with murderous intent.

Zhao Jingyi came out after hearing the movement. Between their boat and Ling's boat was the Zhao family's boat. When they went out to the bow of the boat, they saw her brother being grabbed by someone. Dameinan straightened his eyes, and now he can't turn his eyes when he sees this. Seeing that the family members have found a new boat plank and are preparing to ride over there, he hurriedly said: "Be careful! Don't hurt him. I want this person!"

As soon as she said this, the three boats were quiet for a moment.

What a shame! From now on, Zhao’s posts won’t be killed! Chu Hanyu covered his face and retreated into the cabin.

The family members looked at Zhao Jingan, but the other party had real swords and real swords, so wouldn't he hurt him? The other party doesn't seem to be a merciful master, do you want us to go up and die?

Zhao Jingan watched Yan Qi and swallowed her saliva, and said, "Keep this for me, kill that woman."

The family members put the plank of the boat to the stern, the beautiful man who couldn't hurt stood on the bow, and then rushed over from the plank with a whistle.

With a knife light and seven screams, the family members who stepped on the boat board before touching the opponent's boat hyun fell into the lake, causing a blood red surface on the lake.

The few Jiadings who hadn't stepped on the ship's board immediately retreated, watching the young man who slowly shook the knife in front of him, and his feet began to tremble.

"Master," Murong An said without any emotions: "They have many masters on board." This Zhao Jingan is really looking for death.

Seven of them died at once, and Zhao Jingan's face turned pale, and the fingers pointing at Ling Qingyu trembled, and said: "You dare to kill our Zhao family?"

"If you dare to step on, believe it or not, even you will kill you?" Ling Qingyu poked his head out slightly and looked down at him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Why don't you try?" Then his eyes were shocked. The young master turned around and said, "Or you guys try it?"

Whoops, the young masters and sons on board the Zhao family stepped back and shook their heads.

"Really, I was so disturbed by some rubbish, let's go back." The contempt in his eyes did not hide, Ling Qingyu glanced at the opposite person with disgust, said.

"Wait!" Zhao Jingyi shouted at the slowly leaving ship: "Who is that! Who are you? Isn't it better to come to my Zhao family than to follow her?"

"Are you really going to marry this stupid woman?" Murong cast a glance at Murong Zhan's voice and asked in a straight line.

I think Zhao Pu doesn't need to be in this position anymore. It's better to help Yang Zhao get him down. Murong Zhan put his hand on his chin and thought.

Looking at the smile at the corner of Murong Zhan’s mouth, Murong sighed in relief. The man’s eyes were murderous when he left. If Murong Zhan wants to protect the two of them, he will have to confront those masters. This is not easy. Living, especially for these two scumbags, Murong darkly felt that even if he lost a drop of blood, it would be a loss, not to mention that he might be killed by the time.