The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Ye Xiu duo squinted at their exchanges, looked at the notes and silver exchanged by the two, and watched them separate after a quarter of an hour and head in different directions.

  Ye Xiu pursed his lips alone, and then followed the original man.

  It was just not far from the small pond. The man felt a gust of wind blowing in his ear, and the next moment, a person stood in front of him.

   "You..." He looked at Ye Xiudu, who was indifferent in front of him in shock, and took two steps backwards suddenly.

  After that, he started running backwards desperately.

   Ye Xiu didn't say a single word, and with a little tiptoe, he swept directly behind him and took the back of his head.

   With a ‘bang’, the man felt his feet soft, and he fell heavily to the ground, and he fainted.

  Ye Xiudu dragged him directly to the corner of the wall, and found a note and a few pieces of silver from his arms.

After confirming that he didn't have what he wanted, he looked at him condescendingly. With a wave of his fingers, there was a blood stain on the man's neck, and his breathing gradually weakened.

   Ye Xiu didn't even look at him alone, turned and left the wall.

  He put the note away, and swept a few pieces in the other direction.

  The face he was familiar with was not far away. Walking among the crowds in the lively night market, it looked indifferent, but the cautious eyes were still patrolling around.

   Ye Xiu carried his hands alone, staring at his back.

  Thinking that the clan elder is still unconscious, his whole body is cold, and he can't wait to shatter the body of the person behind the scenes.

  The man gradually crossed the crowd until he came to a small alley where no one was left, and his steps gradually quickened.

  Ye Xiu Du sneered, and also raised his breath.

  The man frowned slightly, stopped quickly, turned around abruptly, and asked, "Who?"

   "I!!!" Ye Xiu leaped off the roof and looked at him coldly, "It's been a long time, Shiwei Qi."

  Qi Teng, the most powerful guard leader around Concubine Meng, has been helping Concubine Meng to do a lot of evil things over the years. Just chasing him down, no less than three times.

  He suddenly appeared here this time, and suddenly communicated with the person who spread the rumors. This matter must be instructed by the imperial concubine.

  It’s just that, what makes Ye Xiu sad is that Concubine Meng unexpectedly starts with the clan elders.

  That was her biological father. Even if she looked at herself uncomfortably since she was a child, the clan is the father who brought her up to adulthood.

  Ye Xiuduo took a deep breath, and Concubine Meng had already touched his bottom line.

  This time, he will no longer think about the half-denominator relationship.

  Qi Teng took a step backwards abruptly, but his eyes were still calm, and he looked at Ye Xiudu calmly, “Master Xiu, I didn’t expect to be so coincidental that I would meet you here.”

   "Unfortunately." Ye Xiudu took out the piece of paper from his arms, shook it open in front of him, and sneered, "Does Shiwei Qi recognize this?"

   "You..." Qi Teng's pupils shrank, staring at the piece of paper tightly.

  Ye Xiu alone put the paper away, his expression unchanged, but his nerves tightened tightly.

  He didn't say a word, turned over suddenly, and attacked Qi Teng's front door.

  Qi Teng's head tilted, and he avoided his hand. Then he sneered, "Lord Xiu, although your martial arts is high, it is not that simple to take me down. Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice. On the contrary, you have suffered the seedlings."

   "Really?" Ye Xiudu was full of sarcasm at his inexplicable self-confidence, "How does your skill compare to Mengpo?"

   "What do you mean?" Qi Teng was taken aback.

  Ye Xiu Duo's mocking smile became even greater, "You have chased me several times and you still don't understand what I mean? Since you are so skilled, why can't you kill me so many times?"

   "But you are all injured, but I am intact." Qi Teng frowned. In his memory, every assassination, Ye Xiudu was a dangerous escape, with more or less injuries on his body.

  On the contrary, it is myself, who can always retreat and make a comeback.

   Ye Xiu alone shook his head, feeling that he was becoming more naive.

Over the years, he has been with Concubine Meng, everything goes smoothly and proudly. There are many people under his hand for him to send. Every time he can complete the task smoothly, it seems that he has cultivated his self-satisfied and self-inflated mentality. .

   "The guard Qi can be intact, I should thank this king."

   "If this king is not hurt, how can he reduce the guard of Qi Shiwei?"

   "If this king hasn't retreated steadily, how can you retreat without advancing?"

   "By the way, this king forgot to tell you one thing."

   "Mengpo was injured, and the one who injured him is this king."

  Qi Teng took a step backwards abruptly. He knew Mengpo's skill, although he was an effective guard of the imperial concubine Meng. But in the minds of Concubine Meng, the person who most trusted and relied on most was Mengpo.

  He was once unconvinced, but once he got in touch with Mengpo, he realized that the gap between the two was not so big.

  The rumors of the Mongolian skill have always been weird and difficult to distinguish. After fighting against Ye Xiudu a few times, he felt that it was just a rumor, and exaggeration was not enough to be believed.

  Only when confronted with Mengpai, I discovered that the Mongols do have their own reason for existence. He felt that Ye Xiu was not able to practice alone, and that he could not truly learn the Kung Fu of the Mongolian people.

   But now, it seems that all of this was clearly designed by Ye Xiudu deliberately.

  From the beginning, he had no real plan to fight against himself, and he didn't put him in the eyes at all.

  Mengpu was injured. He knew that he was still in a coma until now, and no one knew who hurt him.

  But Qi Teng couldn't think of it. Now the murderer is in front of him, and after fighting Mengpo, his body is intact and there is no wound at all.

   Ye Xiu laughed alone, his smile was cold, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed.

  Qi Teng felt breathing difficulties for a moment, and then realized that he was too conceited.

  He began to feel scared, and stepped back step by step.

  Ye Xiu Du also pressed harder step by step, stepped a little bit, and deceived him again.

  Qi Teng hurriedly raised his hand to meet him, daring not to take it lightly, and tried his best to meet Ye Xiudu's attack.

  In the quiet alley where the two of them went, the fight was extremely fierce.

  Qi Teng's skill is a bit worse than Meng Po, but in the end it is Meng's Concubine's dark guard, and it is impossible to take him immediately.

  Ke Ye Xiu Du has no time to spend time with him, he needs a quick fight.

  In almost one breath, the speed of cultivating independence at night suddenly accelerated.

  Qi Teng felt his eyes suddenly dizzy, and the figures in front of him turned into countless figures.

  This is the Kungfu of the Mongolian people, Qi Teng knew that Mengpo had used it in front of him before. But the speed... is far from so fast, let alone so... gorgeous.

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