It is safe to leave Chengdu. I will write carefully from tomorrow.

Another friend said that I tj "Tao Priest", which is definitely not the case. I will continue to write Taoist priests, but starting from the 12th, there are indeed too many objective factors. Starting from tomorrow, we will resume and update together.

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Dong Qi never thought that he would kill people in Yingchuan, and he never thought that he had a conflict with the locals as soon as he arrived in Yingchuan.

Who is Xun Shuang?

Dong Qi didn't know. He only knew that among the people with the surname Xun in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the most famous ones were Xun Yu and Xun You. However, since Xun Shuang also had the surname Xun, he must be from the Xun family. If he offended him, wouldn't he offend the two Xuns?

I smiled helplessly, but the situation is impossible to be good at this moment.

A vulgar husband? In the eyes of these scholars, he is just a vulgar husband? A vulgar husband who does not know the height of the sky and the earth.

But the vulgar husband also has dignity, and the anger of the vulgar husband is not something you literati and wise.

Since there is no room for relief, Dong Qi will no longer tolerate it. Excessive tolerance can only make the other party more arrogant.

When I turned over the horse, someone brought two sledgehammers from the horse's back.

The entourage's guards also got on horseback, with swords and guns raised at the same time, making the cold air rushing.

"Mr. Xun, I just go here and want to find a place to stay for a night, not to cause trouble. However, if you want to die, just let the horse come over. Don't blame me for turning this holy land of scholars into a sea of ​​blood Shura hell."

The sledgehammer pointed at the other party, and Dong made his last effort.

Xun Shuang's face changed and she thought to herself that she was not good. The murderous aura that Dong Qi exuded at this moment was definitely terrible.

The followers behind him were even more murderous. That was not the temperament that people who had not passed through the battlefield could possess. Judging from the equipment of these people, even the most elite troops in Luoyang City might not be much stronger.

Could it be the guard of that aristocratic clan?

Suddenly there was a hint of chill. There were quite a few people in my restaurant just now. The people around this ugly ghost could kill people easily among so many people, but they were a capable person! Moreover, the hammer in the ugly ghost's hand seemed to be very substantial.

Xun Shuang regrets it a little!

In order to avoid party struggles, I lived alone in the Han River for many years. This time I went back to Yingchuan just to visit my old friends, so I held a banquet in the restaurant under my name. But I knew it would cause such trouble, but it was a bit unlucky.

Xun Shuang regrets it, but she is not afraid.

The Xun family is a wealthy family, so why have you ever been afraid of others? Not to mention anything else, which of the eight sons of the Xun family is good at him?

At the moment, he looked stern, "Killing someone to pay for his life, this is the law of the country! Now he will surrender. You are a mere young man, thinking of your young and ignorant, you can spare your life. Otherwise, if you have no eyes on your sword and gun, don't blame me for being rude."

Dong Qi smiled, although it looked even more ugly.

His eyes were almost invisible, with only a slit left. But those who know him knew that his lord was really angry!

"Surrender?" Dong Qi's voice suddenly increased, "A family is in Xiliang, and 100,000 Qiang people are still in surround me. I dare to boast about asking me to surrender? Mr. Xun, I respect you and tell you that you don't want to kill my life in vain."

The two sides were tense, and the smell of fire became stronger and stronger.

Someone had already informed the government when Dong Qi killed the shop clerk, and at this moment he cursed himself secretly, why is the government still not here?

Xun Shuang is also in a difficult situation at this moment.

In front of so many people, a despicable husband killed his own people. Although the shopkeeper is not a good thing, he is always from the Xun family. If it is spread, the Xun family's face will not be enough, and what should he do if Xun Shuang's face is?

Hold your hands high and put them down with force.

This was a signal. The generals outside immediately shouted in unison and rushed towards Dong Qi and others. Even a ignorant martial artist rushed out of the restaurant, shouted, and rushed over with swords. Dong Qi suddenly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, the elephant dragon horse rushed out.

The one-handed sledgehammer knocked out, and with a crisp sound, the sword in Wusheng's hand flew out immediately. Maybe he wanted to flatter Xun Shuang and improve his fame by the way. Wusheng's beautiful wish was shattered in the blink of an eye. When the sword took action, Dong Qi swept over with another hammer. Wusheng's head was broken.

Red, yellow, white... flow down together.

Dong Qi raised his hand and the hammer fell. The surrounding generals were either smashed to death or broken bones and tendons. The wailing and screams echoed in front of the restaurant. The scholars in the restaurant were now trembling like white paper.

Xun Shuang's family is not bad either, but what they met was a vicious and evil spirit who came out of the line of life and death.

Not to mention the twenty followers sent by the old lady to Dong Qi, just those thirty Dong Qi's confidants, who did not have a hundred and eighty lives? Although the wind and sand in the northwest were strong, they also tempered their ruthless hearts. When they fought thousands of miles, no one was a hero who had been through many battles. These thirty people killed themselves, like tigers entering a flock of sheep. Dong Tie was even more fierce. He did not get on the horse and wandered among the crowd, and his two swords brought out a bright red blood that soared into the sky.

Xun Shuang and others were stunned.

In terms of number of people, they are at least half more than the other party.

But in terms of form, their family generals were simply vulnerable. The other party's leader only started to attack twice, and then kept watching the battle. There were still twenty people around him who did not go out, but there were not many people on his side.

From the end of the long street, there was a sound of horse hooves.

More than a hundred officials rushed over, causing the scholars in the restaurant to breathe a sigh of relief.

Usually, they never looked down on those rough people who were dancing with swords and guns. But at this time, they felt that the government army was particularly friendly.

Dong Qi has put away the hammer.

This meaningless fight could no longer arouse his interest. He waved his hand and signaled the twenty guards guards beside him to go up. As soon as these twenty people appeared, they immediately showed a different fighting style from Dong Qi's confidants.

He rushed into the official army without stopping.

The narrow and long scroll swords were all back and forth, but they cooperated with each other. One person made a move to hold the opponent's weapon, and someone immediately surpassed him and cut off the opponent's horse with one knife. The process was like flowing, without any dragging, and it was very smooth. This was not the first time Dong Qi had seen this kind of fighting style.

He knew that these people were also the last family background for starting a family.

Previously, they had been trained by Cheng Fang. After Cheng Fang left the ranch, these people were immediately sent over.

They only have three sword techniques, but they have been trained together since childhood. These three sword techniques have been integrated with their bodies. Although there are only these three moves, the cooperation between charge and mutual cooperation can lead to countless killing methods.

The power of poverty has been achieved throughout his life, and he has only trained a hundred people who satisfy him.

Dong Qi sucked a roar, and his confidants immediately retreated to him. In the blink of an eye, the twenty people had penetrated the official army's team, then turned the horse's head and let out a loud roar: "Kill!"

Twenty people killed them again...

This time, there were corpses everywhere on the long street.

There were less than twenty surviving officials, and they were so scared that they hid on both sides and did not dare to show their heads and talk.

Dong Qi sneered: "Mr. Xun, you and others are all knowledgeable and talented people. Maybe they have never heard of the anger of a despicable man, and blood flows into a river."

"you……"

Xun Shuang was about to speak, but someone next to him grabbed him. He was about the same age as Xun Shuang, so he stood up and bowed: "He Yong in Xia Nanyang. Young man, look at your command as a man who has been through the battlefield. Who are you? Come and register quickly."

He Yong? Still haven’t heard of it!

But Dong Qi was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. Now he knew how to ask for his name? What did he do just now?

Suddenly, he realized that someone seemed to be peeping at him. Dong Qi suddenly looked up and saw a weak figure on the second floor of the restaurant, and then there was no sign. Little did he know that his actions were the greatest insult to the scholars and officials.

Then He Yong is also a famous scholar in the modern era.

Even General He Jin was respectful to him.

In his opinion, asking Dong Qi's name has given him great face. How is a mere despicable man worth asking about?

At this moment, a cough came from the restaurant.

Xun Shuang and others changed their faces again, and they quickly bowed to make way. An old man came from inside, about fifty years old. Two young men were followed by, one of whom was thin and weak. At first glance, he looked as delicate as a girl.

The other one is his burly figure and handsome appearance.

As soon as the old man appeared, all the scholars seemed to have a backbone, and their expressions immediately seemed a little different.

Outside the city, the sound of a trumpet came.

That was the horn to summon the soldiers of Yingchuan County.

"Ci Ming, why not give me a face and let this damn voice stop. Even if the county soldiers come, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop this little hero. Haha, it only increases death... It's better to do this. I'll apologize to you when I'm going to this little hero?"

"Ah, Mr. Bo Ji, why did this kill the young student? Since Mr. Bo Ji spoke, how dare Ci Ming disobey?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to summon someone and whispered a few instructions in his ear.

The old man's hair and beard are gray and his body looks very thin, but he has a kind of righteousness.

With a kind smile on his face, he bowed to Dong Qi, "Where is the little hero coming from? Where are he going? I am Cai Yong."

Dong Qi was a little dizzy now!

Xun Shuang, who is He Yong? He doesn't know. But he has heard of Cai Yong's name.

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, after his father was killed by the slave of the three surnames, only Cai Yong shed tears and cried for him. Later, Cai Yong was killed by Wang Yun... Although he didn't know where Wang Yun is now, Dong Qi did not like this person.

It is said that Cai Yong is a great writer, educator, and musician in contemporary times.

Dong Qi didn't know much about Cai Yong, but he had heard of his name. He thought that at the beginning, he was the teacher of Emperor Ling Liu Hong, and even criticized the sins of the Ten Eunuchs in front of Liu Hong. Unfortunately, he ended up losing his post and dismissing him.

This is a good person, and a respectable person.

Sometimes humans are very strange animals, and people who understand them always feel inexplicably intimate.

He raised his hand suddenly, and all the followers immediately stopped attacking and retreated behind Dong Qi. Dong Qi dismounted and sorted out his clothes.

He walked over with great strides and stopped when he was ten steps away from Cai Yong.

He intervened and bowed, and gave a deep bow, "My younger generation Dong Qi, the son of Hedong Prefect and the Sili Captain Dong Zhuo, pay homage to everyone Cai."

After saying this, Dong Qi suddenly remembered something.

The weak figure upstairs just now seemed to be the thin boy beside Cai Yong. I couldn't help but glance at the delicate boy who looked like a girl from the corner of my eyes. How could I look like a girl? Could it be that a woman dressed as a man?

A woman dressed as a man?

These four words flashed through Dong Qi's mind, but it made him scream.
Chapter completed!