Seeing that my elder brother was accidentally punched in the face by someone, he lost his reason and his anger rushed out of his forehead. Before the horse could stop, he flew off the horse, and one of his feet turned his back to me. The little slut who had just poked his head back and kicked it two feet away, hitting his head on the big tree by the side of the road, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Second brother! Oh my..." Seeing that it was me who arrived, the elder brother called out happily, and felt relieved, and was pulled off the horse. No weapons, ***. I had known that I would not have a knife on my waist when I was eating. The other party suddenly divided several people around me, and the stick in his hand was swaying. It seemed that he was a little worried when he saw my figure, and approached carefully.

Can't fight? We are the teacher, the incarnation of the messenger of justice, one of the leaders of the school guard team, and we don't know how many times we have fought and fought with the little hooligan who bullied female classmates. Although I was always thin and thin, now, with our dying strength alone, it's okay to tear all these guys into spicy chicken shreds. Two steps back, Bruce Lee's posture just opened, and his head felt a buzzing sound. It seemed that a group of wild birds flew past my eyes, a little heavy. He subconsciously snatched back. Then he felt that the back belly spoon was so painful that it hurt. He twisted his body and stared at this bastard with no martial ethics. He held the stick hard with both hands. Unfortunately, I can lift 350 kilograms of stone locks with one hand. Can you get rid of it?

On the other side, all the guards of the Fang Mansion were guarding the elder brother tightly, and they were baptized by the sticks. The elder brother was still hit by several times, and blood was soaked on his forehead.

I didn't have time to see the horrified expression of this stupid man who wanted to grab the stick with me. He grabbed and raised his hands. He overwhelmed his head and shouted loudly. He then used force to fly in the air for a distance, and smashed heavily on the ground. The fog and screams of the rise scared everyone on both sides. There were signs of dazing. Even my brother with one eye was clear and blue, staring at the little bastard who had traveled through the space that had been several feet long and fell in front of him.

Taking advantage of this skill, the big stick was beaten, and there was no one in one round. It was like cleaning. As long as the sticks in my hand were all sliding in the air for a distance. Then, lying or lying in a very strange posture, the screams were very shrill.

"Kill this guy!" I don't know which corner it was, and there was a constant choking sound. Several figures rushed out from the dark side of the street and rushed towards me. Looking at the three strong men holding swords, I glared and roared: "Slow! Listen to me!" The sound might be too loud, and a knife in my hand almost fell to the ground. Taking advantage of the moment when these three were stunned and unresponsive, the big stick hit the ball directly. The first stick was a home run. The person with the knife let out a muffled groan and flew backwards. The second stick, dash! This guy hid. Another rushed over, and the sharp horizontal knife slashed towards me. The young master's potential burst out, and he rushed up before the blade approached my calves. The big stick hit.

With a strange breaking sound, the thug who was playing the sword screamed and rolled on the ground, folded his hands into three sections, and all the white bones were exposed outside. There was still someone holding a horizontal knife, with fear flashing in his eyes. The face behind the black beard kept trembling, moving forward and taking two steps back, just like the Tang Dynasty version of Chachawu, which was very embarrassing. The dance posture was too ugly. The servants of the Fang Mansion finally arrived with a knife and a stick. They were hitting the dog in the water, and the eldest brother was surrounded by many servants. I finally felt at ease. Fang Cheng's martial arts value was indeed not bad. One scabbard slashed horizontally and the other was raised. With just these two strokes, there was a soft body on the ground.

"Young Master Fang Er is indeed a heroic man. I wonder if you want to fight a small battle?" A gloomy voice came out of the darkness, like a broken saw scratching the glass, making people's scalp numb.

"Who are you? How dare you..." Fang Cheng roared and rushed over, quickly grabbed the impulsive loyal servant. Didn't you see that it was very dangerous to see the darkness in front of him? What if the big cat came out...

"Who wants to fight me to stand up first!" I rejected the treasure knife handed over by a servant, or was it comfortable to use the long weapon of the bowl in my hand and felt at ease. Fighting is purely a labor of strength. As the saying goes, one force will reduce ten times. Didn't I just get three knives by one person?

The Yin Man, you can tell that he is a Yin Man, with a yin face and a yin eye. The long sword is inserted into his back very sharply. His steps are very light and slow, and he lands silently. His body is thin and he has a bit of the momentum of a martial arts master, and it emerges from the dark corner.

"Young master, don't fight with this guy, let me do it. This guy looks like a ranger, not an ordinary warrior." Fang Cheng stood in front of me and said in a low voice.

"Yanxia'er?" Could this be the martial arts master in the Tang Dynasty? I couldn't help but make me curious. This guy had been waiting there for a long time. Since I had never taken action, I endured it until I appeared and used a knife and a gun. I'm afraid I came for me? Could it be that I had any enemies before?

Now I don’t have time to think about this, so I reached out to stop Fang Cheng who was about to take action, "I said, stand with me." I was very gentle and used the big stick in my hand as a crutch on the ground, and hooked my fingers at this very awesome Ranger.

"Young Master Fang Er is so brave..." The ranger smiled gloomy, his hands crossed in front of his chest with handsome faces, and stood arrogantly three steps away from me. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the servants of the Fang Mansion who were surrounded by him. The demeanor of a very expert made me a little nervous. It is normal for me to fight ten against ten, but I dare not be so careless. Could this hero be like a great man in Gu Long's novels, and instantly kill a group of people?

"Why does this brother ignore my servants? Is it so brave?" I was very curious and decided to ask and find out the depth of the water.

"Since the Second Young Master Fang invited me to fight, would others dare to take action? Wouldn't it damage the Second Young Master's reputation?" It was the hero's turn to be curious.

"Oh..." I breathed a sigh of relief. I said, thinking that this girl was really a top master who killed the world with one sword. I nodded to the hero very kindly, looked at the servants around me deeply, nodded very hard and handsomely: "I'm holding this girl!"

"You don't, ah! Um! Um!..." Very well, you can say two words in the stick mix. Sure enough, this master smiled with his hands behind his back, just like the demeanor of this great hero just now... It's a pity that you met a gentleman who only talks but does not.

However, the faces of these servants of Zifang Mansion were covered with black lines. I coughed dryly, lowered my head, and looked at the hero who had no chance to pull out the knife. "Brother, have I agreed to compete with you?"

"Yes! The young master just asked, but he didn't agree to compete with this guy!" Fang Chengying was the fastest, and it was indeed my loyal servant, and he made progress.

"Yes, the young master didn't say it!" The servants' faces turned a little red. They were ashamed of their suspicion of their second young master's personality.

"..." The man's mouth was blocked by some unethical person who had used rags from some unknown place, and he stared at me with grief and anger.

The shouts of officers and soldiers and the sounds of horse hooves are already close to each other...——

"Does the young master hurt?" Green Butterfly had red eyes and carefully wiped the blood stains on the back of my head with a clean towel. The palace maid didn't say a word, but her fingertips, holding the hot water basin, were all white, her eyes were full of regret, she smiled at her, and swayed her head slightly: "It's okay, I'm just knocked." Her body also hurts her. Although I am strong, I don't know how to do martial arts and don't wear armor or anything. I've been hit by several sticks on my body. If it weren't for the thick skin and thick skin, I'm afraid I'll walk around limply. And if I meet a novice-level ranger, I'm afraid I'll lose my life. ***, I must practice martial arts. Yes, I must practice it, but the familiar strong general on the battlefield in the Tang Dynasty is Uncle Cheng. I wonder if the old man will agree?

While wiping tears, my mother bandaged her elder sister-in-law for her elder brother. Not only did she say that her official uniform was broken, but she still had a few shallow holes. It seemed that those scumbags must have had their swords. "A bunch of killer materials, our polite individuals, were beaten like this, and my old body was really angry to death."

"Don't worry, mom, the child is just suffering from some skin injuries. Fortunately, my second brother came in time and beat the group of killer materials to the point of being pissed, so the child was able to escape..." The eldest brother sat on the couch beside his mother and smiled at me with some difficulty.

"Brother, don't move. It's not good if I pull the wound. If I could get it earlier..." I was very angry, very angry, and it was a doggy thing. If it weren't for the soldiers and a group of servants who stopped me, I saw my elder brother lying on the ground in a miserable way, and I was so angry that I could tear all those people.

"Okay, okay, don't say those words, Jun'er sits here, it is my mother's greatest wish to be safe for you brothers. The moment you rushed out scared my mother so much that she really thought you were going to hurt someone's life." My mother held one with one hand, and her kind eyes were circling between me and my elder brother.

"Madam, the master is back!"

"Master, you are back, what should you do with those beasts?" My mother said anxiously to the old man who was walking into the house.

"It's closed!" It was obvious that the old man was in a very bad mood. He sat down, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip and then paused heavily. His face turned pale and sat on the couch without saying a word, pressing his hands on the table. I even saw the murderous intent in my father's gloomy eyes.

When my mother saw my father's face, she was slightly stunned. She resumed the role of the wife of the Fang Mansion, and then left the idle people, leaving only Uncle Shen who came back with the old man. After receiving my gaze, the palace maid and Ludie left the room reluctantly.

Uncle Shen said, "One of those killers is the escaped slave of the Changsun family..." Uncle Shen's voice was very small, but no one sitting here was shocked.

"The escaped slave, since he is a escaped slave, why dare to blatantly attack the court officials on the street? The escaped slave, I'm afraid... the sound of the wind just released?" My mother's eyes also became cold.

"Although it was not just now, it was less than a few hours ago. I finally saw the means and good means. In order to attack me, I will do everything. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Father, is this the matter over?" I asked unwillingly.

"What else can I do? I arrived at Jingzhao Yin Hou and entered the palace. But Your Majesty and Lord Changsun were chatting and laughing with His Highness the Crown Prince. Fortunately, I woke up and reported it to him... I think this husband had planned my actions. Even if I reported this to Your Majesty, do you think that a fugitive slave who had no worries with the Changsun family would be punished for the crime of the Minister of Personnel?" The old man glared at me and sighed.

"Second brother, I'll give up this matter. Anyway, those thieves were beaten to pieces by you, so it can be considered as helping me to vent my anger. Such a thing will not make it difficult for him at all. Your Majesty's favor for him, and he is the prince's uncle, I'm afraid..." The eldest brother shook his head and said.

"By the way, Jun'er, you should be careful. Today, I was present. Changsun made a statement and asked you to become an official in the Ministry of Works. I said something to him, but he made His Majesty feel moved by the grounds that my son was proficient in miscellaneous studies and was good at craftsmanship and skillful tools..."

"Can the prince consort be an official?" Maybe it was because of his head, or did I not hear it clearly?

"Second brother, this is it," the elder brother laughed out loud, and immediately got gasped because he pulled the wound. The elder sister-in-law was embarrassed to laugh, so she had to blush and complained that my elder brother should not move around, so as not to pull the wound again.

The old man rolled his eyes helplessly and ignored my question. It seemed that the teacup in his hand was even more close than my son, so he kept staring at him. Who are they...

"Nonsense, who did I stipulated that the princess could not be an official? The boy who married the princess of the Cheng family was also a general of Qianniu Guard." The old mother was very troubled by my IQ at times and was trying to pull me. Maybe she thought of me being injured and then she took her hand back halfway.
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