Under the milky white moonlight, the 婠婠 dances gracefully.
Tap your toes lightly in the void, and your clothes will fly, making your figure graceful and moving.
Or perhaps because of longing, the dance seems to have a charming meaning.
……
Early the next morning, the two of them hurried to Fengxi Village.
While on the road, Qin Yu did not forget to send people to monitor Fengxi Village and the movements of Tianxiahui.
Through the reward, Qin Yu learned that a sharp sword would be born in the Ming Dynasty. If he guessed correctly, it would be that peerless sword.
The Jixuezhao Danqing in Qin Yu's hand is also a magic weapon, but for Qin Yu, there are still so many people under both the Ming Cult and the Yihua Palace.
Therefore, I don't mind taking away Bu Jingyun's opportunity.
After another three days, we finally arrived at Fengxi Village.
It was already noon, and in Fengxi Village, passers-by were walking in twos and threes on the streets, and the merchants looked lazy, seemingly peaceful.
As everyone knows, the entire Fengxi Village already contains murderous intent.
After Qin Yu and Huanwen handed over their horses to the Yihua Palace disciples outside the city, they strolled through Fengxi Village.
"Sir, it's so peaceful here! Could something big really happen?"
Huanwan looked at the west with a pair of curious beautiful eyes.
"Don't you know there's a saying? The calm before the storm."
Qin Yu replied with a smile.
In fact, Qin Yu had already sensed the murderous intent in this place. The Twelve Evils of Tianchi were in Fengxi Village, probably waiting for the arrival of the Xiongba.
Huanwan didn't feel anything similar, and still looked confused.
"Boss, would you like a sugar painting?"
Qin Yu asked when he saw a merchant selling sugar paintings on the roadside.
Sugar paintings, an artistic snack, are three-dimensional sugar paintings, but they come in many forms and are lifelike.
When the shopkeeper saw someone asking, he immediately perked up, "Two dollars each, which one do you want?"
"This, this!"
Huanwan did not hesitate, her eyes fixed on a sugar painting that looked like a sword.
"I actually like eating big swords! I want this!"
Qin Yu smiled, took out two coins from his arms and threw them to the waiter.
At the same time, he handed the sugar painting of the big sword to Hanhan.
Huanwan first licked it gently, then made a sound, with a sweet smile on her face.
She is an eccentric person, but she rarely feels this kind of warmth.
"Is the big sword delicious?"
Qin Yu smiled evilly, and then looked at Huan Huan seriously.
"It's delicious! The one my master bought for me is of course delicious!"
Huanwan nodded quickly.
"As long as it tastes good, I'll give you a bigger sword in the future!"
Qin Yu replied.
Huanwan seemed to think of something. Looking at Qin Yu's expression...his face suddenly turned red.
"Sir, if you... keep talking nonsense, I will fight you!"
Immediately, he started to show his teeth and claws.
"Shh! Come on!"
Qin Yu stared forward and said softly.
Then he grabbed Wenwan's hand and walked towards the street entrance.
There was a loud noise in the distance.
But I saw a group of people in red clothes and black trousers holding weapons running forward on the street. What is surprising is that these people have extremely advanced hairstyles, including short bobs, parted hair, and crew cuts.
"The people from Tianxiahui are here!"
"Let's go!"
The appearance of these people first caused people on the street to flee, and the vendors quickly packed up their goods and fled.
It's like seeing a robber.
"Close the windows and don't peek in!"
"Everyone get out of here!"
Immediately afterwards, surrounded by three men in red clothes and holding knives, a man wearing a light yellow hat and holding a fan as big as a leaf stepped forward and ordered towards Western Zhou.
This person is none other than Wen Chou Chou, Xiong Domination's right-hand man in the past.
He wore blush like a little girl, his posture was enchanting, and there seemed to be a flattering look engraved on his cheeks.
The rest of the men in red are members of the Tianxiahui. To be precise, they should be those who followed Qin Shuang and rebelled against the Tianxiahui.
"Could it be Wen Chou Chou from Tianxiahui? Why is he more feminine than a woman?"
Hanhan, who was watching from the street corner, recognized Wen Chou Chou's identity at a glance, but was a little disgusted by Wen Chou Chou's voluptuous appearance, which showed no trace of manliness at all.
Qin Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Don't underestimate him. A person without any martial arts skills can become the right-hand man of the Tianxiahui gang leader. This is not something that just anyone can do!"
Wen Chou Chou is indeed very funny, and his attire is unconventional, but he lives a comfortable life, and the flattery on his cheeks is his own ease and ease.
Without martial arts, the position of gang leader is definitely not destined for him, so he needs to identify his position and be willing to choose to be the master's slave.
Moreover, he has the talent to be a slave. He had previously managed the world wholeheartedly, and thus gained Xiongba's recognition and trust.
"So, it seems that he does have some abilities, but no matter what, he is just a slave with a domineering figure!"
Huanwan was still disdainful.
"Being a slave requires the sobriety of being a slave. He knows that he has no martial arts skills or other abilities. After understanding his situation clearly, he can still accept his status as a slave."
"But……"
Huanwan wanted to say something else, but found that it was indeed very difficult to accept her inferior status, and indeed not everyone could do it.
After all, most people want to be superior to others and will not be willing to be inferior to others.
"Chou Chou, don't be rude!"
At this moment, a man in plain and elegant clothes behind Wen Chou Chou stopped him.
This person is none other than Xiong Ba’s eldest disciple, Qin Shuang.
Behind him, there was another person.
This man was wearing a red cloak and black clothes. His hair was blue and seemed to be dyed. He had metal accessories on his hands and neck. He had a cold look on his face, as if he had a deep hatred for everyone.
"Oh, yes!"
Wen Chou Chou quickly turned around and showed a shining, peach-like smile.
"Chou Chou, how far is it?"
"Oh, it's not far ahead!"
Wen Chou Chou still had a smile on his face.
Qin Shuang nodded and looked at Bu Jingyun with a cold face.
He patted Bu Jingyun's shoulder and said softly: "Junior Brother Yun, what's wrong? We all, brothers, just talk to each other!"
"Let's go!"
Bu Jingyun hesitated for a moment, but continued to move forward with Qin Shuang.
"Bu Jingyun, Qin Shuang, what else are they talking about, Junior Brother Yun? Could it be that the three former hall masters of the Tianxiahui were all in Fengxi Village? What are they going to do?"
"Also, there seems to be some friction between Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng."
The peeping Hanhan looked surprised and whispered.
Everyone knew that Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng rebelled against Tianxiahui, but she didn't know that the two had a grudge because of Kong Ci.
"Friction? It's a little friction!"
"Follow them, and there will be a big show before long."
Qin Yu smiled softly.
Thinking of the scene of the three brothers gathering together, I couldn't help but think of Kong Ci before his death.
