Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

After leaving Wangjiang Tower, Sheng Yingting, who was walking in front, finally couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, are we leaving like this?"

"Giving you food and drink, girl, can you really bear it?"

"Well."

Sheng Yingting lowered her head.

Cui You next to him was holding a snack box and a pipa.

He has become a living tool man.

"I can break in if I need to."

Cui You, who had not been very talkative since Luyang City, spoke up.

"No need, she is just the icing on the cake."

Zhao Qingpei said.

"We don't have much time. We will leave Xiangyang and go south today."

The news of Zhao Rui's accident has completely disrupted Zhao Qingpei's plan. He must go south to give his brother, who has not yet met, all the help he can.

If his father Zhao Zongze is the backbone of the family, his brother Zhao Rui is the cornerstone of the Zhao family, whether he is powerful to the barbarians or holding the Snow Dragon Rider.

Zhao Rui has gradually become the background of the Zhao family. Without Zhao Rui forcing the barbarians to go north and destabilizing the government and the public, the Great Zhou Dynasty will usher in the reshuffle that some people long for, but the price of the reshuffle is the lives and numbers of the people in the entire southern border. Soldiers who are needed to quell the war.

The interpretations that those who harm the country long for often step on the bones of the common people and soldiers.

"Master, wait a moment!!"

A panting female voice shouted from behind.

"Master, stay."

Sheng Yingting turned her head, and Zhao Qingpei stopped, with a smile on his face. It seemed that he was lucky.

"My lady said that she will help you with your matter. In addition, the lady said that the person you need is waiting for you at the door of your inn. The lady hopes that you will like her gift."

Zhao Qingpei turned around slowly.

"Thank you miss for me."

"Also, my lady said that in the next half month, I will write a poem. Any requests can be made to her."

"Any requests?"

"That's what the lady said."

After the maid finished speaking, she turned around and left.

"Master, what did you leave to Miss Liu Qingqing before?"

"Originally it was given to the old man, but he probably didn't like it either, so he simply gave it to Miss Liu. After all, my girl has taken so many things, including food and drinks, so I have to show some respect."

"Hmm."

Sheng Yingting smiled and snorted twice, not convinced by Zhao Qingpei's teasing.

"Obviously the young master also ate it."

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Inside the inn.

Zhu Qingshan got up depressed and wanted to read the two lines of poetry written by Zhao Qingpei first.

He can travel three thousand miles with his body, and he can stop a million divisions with one sword.

Zhu Qingshan still wants to savor those two lines of poetry.

"Huh?? Where's my poem?"

Looking at the empty tabletop, Zhu Qingshan immediately looked through it and stretched his head under the table to look for it.

The poem is gone! !

It's a small matter if the poem is gone, but it's a big deal if Zhao Qingpei is blamed.

"It's over..."

"How could it be lost?"

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At the door of the inn, a swordsman wearing a hat and holding a sword in both hands squatted and leaned against the door of the inn.

"Sir, you will catch a cold on the ground. Are you hungry? These are Xiangyang snacks."

After listening to Zhao Qingpei's words, Sheng Yingting took the initiative to get in front of the swordsman squatting at the door, and reluctantly took out the few snacks she had taken from Liu Qingqing.

The swordsman slowly raised his head and glanced at Sheng Yingting.

After one glance, he slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed a crispy piece, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He moved quickly as if he had been hungry for days.

He grabbed seven or eight snacks with one palm and stuffed them into his mouth with an expression that was about to break.

"Eat slowly, there's more."

Sheng Yingting slowly put down the snacks.

"Cough cough cough..."

I ate so many snacks at once that I couldn't help but cough.

Dessert crumbs splatter..

"Sir, is there any water?"

Cui You took off the water hyacinth from his waist and handed it to the swordsman.

The swordsman took a few more gulps and finally recovered.

"Thank you, who do you want me to kill?"

Zhao Qingpei, who was behind Sheng Yingting, spoke slowly.

"Go south and quell the chaos and barbarians."

"good."

The swordsman supported himself and stood up slowly.

Only then did I realize that the palm of the swordsman's left hand had been cut off horizontally.

The best sword in Bianzhou, Sanwu! !

Zhao Qingpei could feel that this man's identity was not simple. With his strong sword intent and vicissitudes of life, he must be an extraordinary person.

But Zhao Qingpei didn't expect that he was the number one swordsman in Bianzhou, Sanwu!

Liu Qingqing really gave herself a big gift.

The emergence of Sanwu means that Liu Qingqing will fully support herself.

Although it is an uncontrollable factor, there is no time to make adjustments now.

"Cui You called Mr. Zhu Qingshan, come down and we are leaving after dinner."

"Let's eat something together?"

Zhao Qingpei groped forward, talking as he walked.

"No, I'm walking slowly. There's something else going on on the way. I'll leave first. See you in Changcheng."

Sanwu turned around and was about to leave. After taking two or three steps, his body froze.

He turned around and returned to Sheng Yingting again, grabbed a crispy piece and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you."

"Wait a minute."

Sheng Yingting stopped Sanwu.

"You can take this portion with you to eat on the road, as well as a kettle."

Sheng Yingting handed another portion of crispy snacks to Sanwu.

Sanwu's raised hand hesitated, and Sheng Yingting reached out and grabbed Sanwu's arm and stuffed the snacks and kettle into Sanwu's arms.

"Brother, please slow down on the road. We will wait for you in Changcheng."

Sanwu glanced down at the crispy spots and kettle in his arms, and responded to Sheng Yingting with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Um."

Sanwu just left.

The first sword in Bianzhou.

Zhao Qingpei ordered food in the inn.

"This time, you can order whatever you want and eat more. If there is anything you like, we can take it away."

"I guess I won't be able to eat such delicious food for a while."

"Sir, you are right, our restaurant is a famous specialty restaurant in Xiangyang City."

The waiter on the side also echoed.

Sheng Yingting smiled and nodded.

"I don't feel bad if I send them all away."

"I don't feel bad, that person is a bit..."

"Something?"

"It's a bit lifeless."

"Dead anger?"

This was the first time Zhao Qingpei heard this word.

"Grandma Sun said that people's aura is very serious. If a person has no confidence in life, he will exude a particularly sinister aura of death, and that person has it."

"So you gave him the crisp?"

"Well, I don't want him to go hungry."

Zhao Qingpei reached out and touched Sheng Yingting's head.

"My girl is so weird."

"Master, are you making fun of me?"

"I don't."

After a while, Cui You came down from the inn with Zhu Qingshan, but Zhu Qingshan's face didn't look good.

After the meal, Cui You was supposed to drive, but Zhu Qingshan took the initiative to ask for the carriage.

For a moment, Zhao Qingpei, Cui You and Sheng Yingting all felt that the little old man had something on his mind.