Peerless Pirates

It was originally a matter that was explained clearly in a few words, but after Song Zheng repeatedly interrupted it, it took nearly an hour to get it done. Finally, Song Zheng said: "Sister, you see, we haven't seen each other for such a long time, and when we do meet, we talk about business.

There is no heart-to-heart talk either. Tonight is a good night, just right for a candle-lit night talk. The so-called four joys of life are: 'Long drought meets sweet rain, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, the wedding night with candles, and the gold medal nomination.' We are old friends, so at this moment we can be regarded as friends.

The wedding room is full of flowers and candles. Look, the stars are shining brightly outside. How about you tell me the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl..."

Li Hongniang finally couldn't bear it any longer and raised her hand to throw the saucer over the table. Song Zheng's five fingers on his right hand were like hooks and he grasped the saucer that was as close as a flying saucer.

The rotating saucer rests on the index finger.

"Sister, I just think this is a hydrangea." Song Zheng said with a playful smile, "I'm holding the 'hydrangea'... Oh, I'd better go, sister doesn't need to give it away!"

It turned out that Li Hongniang stood up and even drew out her sword. Mr. Song naturally ran away with his head in his hands.

Song Zheng also felt a little strange about Li Hongniang. He couldn't help but talk a lot, and he kept making witty remarks one after another without repeating the same thing. Could it be that he had a royal sister complex? He liked someone more mature? That's not right either.

I also have feelings for Lu Qiang's little green apple, so wouldn't that make me a lolicon? And what about Ming'er? What about that unruly Yan Zise? Bah! Why do you think of her!

Song Zheng finally summed it up in his two lifetimes as a human being and his great philanthropic mind.

Song Zheng came to the yard while yating. He greeted Yang Tong and Hu Qiang, and after confirming the contact method, Song Zheng walked down the hillside. The stronghold of the Imperial City Division was actually located in Qizhou Wu

Inside the hospital, things were a bit beyond Song Zheng's expectations. However, for Song Zheng, it was a lot more convenient.

In tonight's conversation, Li Hongniang never mentioned the origins of the Yan brothers and sisters. Song Zheng once asked cleverly, but Li Hongniang noticed it, so Song Zheng gave up after trying twice. However, it was worth it.

The person who came forward from Daqi's Imperial City Division was definitely not a simple person. What puzzled Song Zheng was, if the opponent was really an important figure in Dajin, how could he risk his own life and come south? Why did the people from the Imperial City Division protect the enemy?

Although there are many doubts, one thing is certain, that is, since the Yan brothers and sisters need protection, there must be people who want to do harm to them. Such people are the targets that I want to deal with. Alas, this is a headache, so let’s think about it.

Sister Li, I want to discuss how to avoid the problem of developing from royal sister to queen when I have time.

The guy went all the way and soon arrived at the gate of Wuyuan. He spent a long time at the stronghold. It was already the time of Haishi, and the surroundings had quieted down. There were not many entertainment projects in Daqi Dynasty, except for brothels and restaurants in the evening.

Many ordinary people have already rested in this place that is good for the body and mind. The surroundings are very quiet and the sky is very dark, almost to the point where you can’t even see your fingers. There are only sporadic lights coming from bungalows or buildings. The sky is full of stars.

It flickers smartly, sending a ray of light from the distant night sky.

For Song Zheng, who was a big thief, this light was enough. He could easily walk through the streets without even lighting a torch. The Sihua Inn was not far away, and it was brightly lit. Song Zheng could even hear impassioned shouts.

The song is actually Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing": "Zhao Kemin and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xue Ming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles..."

Damn it, who is this drunk, singing haphazardly, and preventing people from sleeping at night? Do you really think that you can become a knight just by reciting a poem? It seems that you may have made a mistake by running to the Sihua Inn. The innkeeper

There are many noises, and there are often people eating and drinking too much, which makes it even less peaceful. Alas, if it hadn't been for these damn Yan brothers and sisters, they would have gone to Sanqing Temple tomorrow.

It is not far from the entrance of Wuyuan to Sihua Inn, less than two miles. Song Zheng walked quickly and walked more than half of the way in a short time. Suddenly, there was a cough from behind Song Zheng. Song Zheng turned around and found that

A dark figure flashed out from under the eaves on one side and stood six or seven feet away from Song Zheng. Due to the darkness, Song Zheng couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. He only knew that although the person was tall, he was invisible.

If he didn't make any noise intentionally, Song Zheng wouldn't be able to detect his presence easily.

When Song Zheng was confused, a figure also walked out of the alley in front of him. Similar to the figure behind him, this person was also tall and tall, three inches taller than Song Zheng. Judging from his profile, he also had wider shoulders and wider hands.

Rich people.

The two of them were one behind the other, about seven feet away from Song Zheng. They stood there quietly, blocking Song Zheng's path.

Song Zheng stopped and began to look around. The street he was on was more than five feet wide. On both sides of the street, on one side was the wall of the martial arts academy, which was ten feet and five feet high. On the other side were some ordinary wine shops. On the other side of the street were some ordinary wine shops.

On the side is a bungalow with five rooms each. The eaves stick out, and four pillars about one foot in diameter are erected below. And next to this bungalow is the alley where the black shadow in front walks out.

While observing the terrain, Song Zheng quickly thought about his retreat. No matter who the opponent was, since they blocked him here, they definitely had no good intentions. Now that he was surrounded by enemies from both sides, and the situation was unfavorable, he had to take action quickly, otherwise the opponent would attack from both sides and he would be in trouble.

It is very possible to focus on one thing and lose the other.

While Song Zheng was thinking, the man in front asked: "Are you Song Xiaolang?" From the sound of his voice, he was around thirty years old.

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, his thoughts changed, and he immediately raised his fists: "Song Xiaolang? My surname is indeed Song, but this is the first time I heard the name Song Xiaolang." His voice was much thicker than usual. Song Zheng himself

His eyesight is very good, but he can't see the other person's face clearly. He believes that the other person can't see him clearly either, so he boldly pretends to be a cat and turns into a dog. Anyone who knows this guy knows that he is a famous "scheming little spy" for his opponents.

, "Don't do ghosts and feel unhappy".

"Huh?" Now it was the other party's turn to be surprised, "Aren't you Mizhou Song Zheng?"

"Mizhou?" Song Zheng looked very strange, "I am from Laizhou. My surname is Song and I am Qingshu. I am a martial arts student in this year's martial arts competition." Mizhou and Laizhou are adjacent, and both have Jiaodong accents. The difference is not very big, so Song

The young master felt relieved and started pretending.

"Are you a martial arts student? Why don't you live in the martial arts academy?"

"This..." Song Zheng said with some embarrassment: "To be honest, my second aunt's house is just over the Sihua Inn, and my cousin Shuang'er made an appointment with me... Oh, brother, you know, I actually ran away secretly.

Yes. Please don’t tell others, I have to rush back tomorrow morning.”

Song Zheng said and explained with gestures, clearly a young man who was burning with desire and wanted to have an affair.

"Is it a mistake? How could it be?" The figure in front muttered in a low voice, and Song Zheng was getting closer and closer to him, already more than two feet away. (Hua!)