Liu Ruiying looked at the money transported away by Jingyao's subordinates and remained indifferent.

In fact, even if he has ideas, he does not have the ability to execute them.

And there is only one way out in the backyard of this restaurant.

A narrow path.

Just passed a carriage.

If you are as big and round as a grassland man, you may have to get stuck in the master when you walk by two strong men at the same time.

However, it is such a path.

It was Jing Yao who blocked Liu Ruiying.

To be precise, it was his scimitar.

People are no longer important.

What matters is the knife in his hand.

Although Liu Ruiying's previous words were sharp.

No matter how you say chopsticks can kill people, they can also sit on the same level as a knife.

But speaking requires capital.

The geese leave traces behind.

Empty words without any capital have no meaning.

I can only add a little joke to myself and let others ridicule it.

Jingyao turned her back to Liu Ruiying and Huanong.

Watching his subordinates transport all the money and money out.

Huanong set out his sword and wanted to stop it.

But he saw Liu Ruiying shook his head.

Huanong's sword is very fast.

He has always had extreme confidence in his fast sword.

But the sword that was just now against Jingyao was actually blocked.

This made him very disappointed.

This is the nature of a boy.

Always never give up.

Do it even though you know it cannot be done.

Especially for teenagers like Huanong.

But unfortunately, he doesn't have enough time now.

If he gave him a little more time, Liu Ruiying believed that he would be able to pierce Jingyao's throat with one sword.

But now it's not possible.

It's still far from it.

But Liu Ruiying could see that he was very anxious.

I'm eager to change another partner and prove myself again.

He felt that even if his sword could not kill Jing Yao, there was no problem killing one of his subordinates.

Of course, Liu Ruiying admitted this.

But doing so has no meaning.

The most essential problem in front of you is Jingyao.

So what if you kill all his subordinates in hundreds of years?

And will Jingyao sit idly?

In this rare time of peace amidst the storm.

Liu Ruiying needs to seize every moment to restore herself and clarify her mind.

The squeaking sound of the carriage gradually faded away.

Jingyao turned around.

Looking at Liu Ruiying with a smile.

Liu Ruiying also smiled at him.

The situation has become like this.

Why bother to be sad?

If something is a foregone conclusion, you must accept it calmly.

It's afternoon now.

It is the hottest time of the day.

A figure suddenly appeared on the high wall next to it.

But it was the little beggar who picked up Liu Ruiying and threw it out of the window with candy and fried chestnuts.

He sat on the yard wall, holding the candy-fried chestnuts in his arms, and ate with relish.

"I didn't expect you to get such a young child into such a thing."

Liu Ruiying looked at the little beggar and said.

"hehe……"

The little beggar sneered twice while eating candy and stir-fried chestnuts.

This sound is extremely vicissitudes of life.

It is very inconsistent with his body.

"Some people are small but live quite old. The changes of time can limit their bodies, but they cannot limit their minds."

The little beggar said.

Liu Ruiying remembered the miracle doctor Ye Laogui who healed himself in Dingzhou Fucheng.

Isn't that true?

However, Ye Laogui's big feet were too eye-catching.

And if this little beggar doesn't speak, anyone will treat him as a child.

Although his life is not necessarily shorter than that of Old Gui Ye.

But the skin has always been as tender as a child.

His face was dirty.

It was obvious that it was to cover up the deliberate touch of the pot.

But his hands were very clean.

His speed was too fast before, and Liu Ruiying didn't see it clearly.

Not only are these hands white, but their nails are also trimmed neatly.

If a person wants to see if he is sloppy or not.

It depends on his hands, especially his nails.

Because people who truly love cleanliness cannot tolerate even a pinch of dust in their nails.

A blink of an eye.

The big bag of fried chestnuts was eaten by the little beggar.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his ragged lapel.

First, wipe your hands carefully, and then start wiping your mouth.

He didn't wipe his mouth like ordinary people, he just wiggled it up a rough stroke.

Instead, it starts from the corners of two mouths.

Gently touch it.

Then he opened his mouth.

Wipe the upper and lower lips three times with silk handkerchiefs.

Then he threw the handkerchief downwards.

He will not use it again.
To be continued...