Martial Sage

If left in the past, Li Wanqing will definitely not forgive these nonsense maids, at least a scolding is inevitable.

However, she couldn't lose her temper at this time.

Thinking of what they said was surprisingly consistent with what their mother said, I couldn't help but shudder.

Although she has become accustomed to staying in the military camp in recent years, she is a big-hearted man, but after all, she is still a daughter and a daughter.

She had an intuition that the relationship between Song Ruoxin and Tang Hao was unusual.

And more importantly, Tang Hao, who only cared about poetry and books on weekdays, seemed to have a more intimate attitude towards this female officer.

Tang Hao's talent and martial arts gradually attracted her now, and Tang Hao was not as indifferent to Tang Hao as before.

Li Wanqing groaned for a moment, then opened the door and said with a hint of majesty on her face.

"Hurry up and prepare the horse, I'm going to the schoolyard."

The whispering maids stopped abruptly, dumbfounded for two seconds, and hurriedly prepared.

...

Tang Hao rode Wu Qi and Song Ruoxin side by side on this Chang'an street.

Along the way, Tang Hao also felt that this well-knowledgeable girl was easier to get along with, and did not care about being unsmiling, picking up some strange things, witty and funny things to pass the long time on the road.

On horseback, Song Ruoxin couldn't help being attracted by Tang Hao's knowledge. He was constantly surprised and funny. The silver bell-like laughter never stopped along the way.

Song Ruoxin gasped slightly, then slowly stopped his laughter and said.

"Young Master Tang, looking at you in a serious and quiet day, I can't imagine that you are still a humorous person."

Song Ruoxin has always been pure-hearted, straight-hearted, and straightforwardly complimented him.

Tang Hao smiled faintly, but did not answer. How could his experience of two lives as a person not be knowledgeable.

While talking and laughing, I only heard a violent shout from the front.

"Second brother, it was this guy who wounded me, and I am not healed now."

Hearing this loud shout, Tang Hao and Song Ruoxin stopped their horses one after another and looked up to the front.

I saw a group of horses blocking the street, and Tang Hao, one of the two leading the horse, recognized that it was Yin Jie, who Ming Youxuan wanted to light Song Ruoxin, and Tang Hao pinched his finger that day.

Yuanjia is on a narrow road, and unexpectedly ran into it again here.

The other is tall, full of muscles, especially his lush beard, which looks like Zhang Fei's reincarnation.

There are a dozen servants around the two horses. Judging from the clothes, most of them are the servants of the Yin family. Carrying a broad knife, swaggering around the two.

At this moment, the big man who looked like Zhang Fei was holding a large knife with a ring on the back, and his voice was violent. The blue veins on his forehead violently when he spoke, he pointed at Tang Hao and shouted.

"It's you who hurt my third brother?"

Song Ruoxin glanced intently and recognized this person, so he leaned against Tang Hao, with a solemn expression and a little jealousy in his eyes.

"Young Master Tang, this Yin Yong is extraordinary. His martial arts was taught by the founding general Yin Kaishan himself, which is very true. Together with Yin Yong's natural strength, he took a heavy sword in the upper world's martial arts. Second, Wuyi is also Bufan."

Thinking that every incident happened because of himself, Song Ruoxin lowered his head slightly and said softly with a little apology.

"Master Tang, I'm sorry..."

Tang Haoxun didn't care. He glanced at Yin Jie, who was wrapped in gauze on his right hand next to the big man. The picture was very funny, and he saw the big man who looked like Zhang Fei full of anger, waiting for his own answer.

"On that day, your third brother, the frivolous Miss Song, was the first, so I took the initiative to teach Gong Xun a lesson so that he would have a better memory. I don't know how General Yin raised you such a dude."

"Pooh!"

Yin Jie spit on the ground disdainfully, his eyes filled with contempt, and he shouted.

"What are you? My father is the founding general, and you can mention it? You deserve it too?"

While speaking, his left finger pointed at the big man Dao who looked like Zhang Fei, his expression was arrogant, and a fierce expression flashed in his eyes.

"Lesson? Huh! With my second brother Yin Yong here today, do you still dare to speak wild words? Quickly cut off your arm, and I will forgive you. If not, I will let you die on the streets of Chang'an!"

Following his violent drink, the servants around him pulled out the broad knives around their waists, held them tightly in their hands, and glared at Tang Hao. He looked on standby at any time, so Yin Jie could only unscrew the boy's head with an order.

As soon as the voice fell, the people who were still in the middle of the two teams fled to the street shop. The people around Tang Hao ran to the corner of the street with a "crash", watching the raging fight from a distance, pointing and talking. stand up.

"Oh! This boy is really bad, and he actually provokes these two people. Looking at the boy in silver armor, wouldn't he know some martial arts, right?"

"Hey, this Chang'an Yinjie is a harm, this Yin Yong is a tyrant, and he has offended all this young man. This is the end. Even if he knows some martial arts, he can beat all the families alone?"

"Isn't it? Seeing this, Miss Song didn't take her family servants with her when she went out. This young man died today. Yellow Springs is a god-opener."

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Although these people hated the wicked and wicked Yin family for penetrating the bone, the youngsters who were in their early days were weak after all, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

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