Qi Lan stood there with a confused look on her face. The scene just now seemed to cause a lot of commotion on the street. Passers-by looked at Qi Lan with horror eyes, as if looking at a terrifying monster.

Qi Lan was stared at her hair all over and shivered. She was wondering, and there was a commotion behind her, and several loud voices shouted as she walked:

"Take it, let it go, that bastard is so bold that he dares to whisper openly and disrupt the Qin Dynasty's legal system? Why don't you get out for me quickly!"

Qi Lan was so scared that she turned around and saw several soldiers with more than eight feet tall, wearing armor, walking towards her fiercely. The soldiers were all big and thick, with flesh on their faces, and they were obviously not someone to mess with.

The soldier in the lead came over, as if staring at the garbage, looked at Qi Lan up and down, and spat: "You are you whispering on the street and insulting the court?"

Qi Lan had never seen this posture, and her face turned pale and her head was shaking like a rattle: "No, no, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything--"

"Looking like a bean sprout, I'm not too brave!" Another soldier added fuel to the fire: "Just like this little body, I'm afraid I'll die if I play with torture tools for a few times."

"I think it's better not torture me. Just pull out your tongue. Anyway, the results will be the same in the end." The soldier leader waved his hand indifferently, as if this matter had been commonplace.

These people's words made Qi Lan stunned and pulled her tongue. Just because she whispered, she wanted to pull out her tongue? Why did these soldiers' reactions so dull, as if this was just an ordinary little thing?

Qi Lan felt that her thinking was about to be short-circuited, but after living in the new century for more than ten years, she still did not forget her ability to adapt to changes at all. Qi Lan recalled a series of TV series from ancient costumes, not ancient costumes, modern ancient and Republic of China that she had watched, swallowed her saliva and gave herself silent courage.

"Well, big brother, are you going to arrest me and be tortured?"

The soldier's head's eyes sank, and he looked at him coldly: "Yes, what do you want, kid?"

"I dare not, since the big brother has decided, the young one can only obey." Qi Lan had a flattering smile on her face, but the smile was actually already stiff: "Please lead the way, please, brother, right now!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Lan suddenly screamed, staring at the front with surprise, looking in disbelief in the distance, as if she had seen something incredible. Everyone was startled by her and looked there together-

There was nothing in the distance, just a few ordinary brick and tile houses. Next to the house, an inconspicuous little beggar was eating the steamed buns that he had just begged for. Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, he was stunned and hurriedly hid the steamed buns in his clothes.

The soldier's head frowned and turned around in dissatisfaction and shouted, "What are you shouting nonsense--"

There was nothing behind him, and there was no trace of Qi Lan? The soldier realized that he had been fooled. The flesh on his face was trembling with anger. He was furious and grabbed the minions beside him, and he was furious: "Bastard! Hurry up and catch that damn sissy for me! I must have chopped him alive!"

"Abide by the order! Obey the order!" The soldiers rolled and crawled, grabbed their weapons and rushed forward.

Qi Lan is petite, her feet are like a wind, and she runs fast. She can't help but feel proud while running: "Haha, I've watched a lot of TV series, and it's really good. Such an old-fashioned boring method really works!"

Qi Lan smiled and ran and jumped, but before she could be proud, she had just walked a corner and ran into a man full of her arms. Qi Lan was so shocked that she fell to the ground.

"Who? You don't have eyes when you walk in broad daylight!" The man held straw in his mouth and was wearing a torn body. The hairpin on his head was knocked off and rolled down at Qi Lan's feet. His messy hair seemed even more messy at this moment.

The man glanced at Qi Lan in anger, walked over to pick up the hairpin, and put it on his messy hair again. He turned around and wanted to leave, but saw Qi Lan lying on the ground motionless. He hesitated for a while, and then turned back.

"Hey! How are you doing? Why don't you move?"

Qi Lan still didn't respond.

"Aren't you dead?" The man poked Qi Lan's face curiously: "Hey! Are you still alive?"

Qi Lan's consciousness gradually recovered, and she slowly opened her eyes, and an extremely handsome man's face came into her eyes:

The bright eyes were like stars, with slightly raised corners of their eyes, not strict, with a hint of pride. The fair face was stained with some dust, and a straw was casually held by the corner of their mouth, like a cynical liar.

"You, you--" Qi Lan and the man were so close that they could even clearly feel each other's breathing. For the first time, Qi Lan was so close to the man, and her face suddenly turned into a ripe red tomato.

The man was stunned. He didn't expect that this rash boy had such beautiful eyes, charming, shy, tender, and under his moist eyes, there was a tear mole, which made him even more sad and sad.

The man's breathing stagnated and he couldn't help but bent down. Zhang Junyan kept magnifying in front of Qi Lan, and even more magnifying, making Qi Lan's breathing stop. However, as a young talent in the new era, how could this little trick of the ancients stump Qi Lan? Before the man's face approached, Qi Lan used all his strength, raised his hand and slapped him hard.

"Catch the gangster--!"

The man was beaten for no reason, and the straw on the corner of his mouth was slapped away. Qi Lan quickly got up, picked up the fallen package, and slipped away like a run away. The man covered his red left face, looked at the direction where Qi Lan disappeared, and stood there in a daze.

After a while, two tall yamen runners rushed over, and one of them shouted, "Where are the hooligans? That bastard dares to be arrogant on your Grandpa Xiahou Ying's territory, get out of here!"

Another yamen runner saw the person standing on the road clearly, was shocked and hurried over: "Brother, why are you here?"

"Ah? Brother Ji is you!" Xiahou Ying inserted his spear to the ground and shouted at the top of his voice: "I thought it was a bastard who was playing wild here-"

Cao Shen covered his ears and shook his head: "Okay, your voice is a little bit lower. If you continue yelling, everyone on the street will be scared by you." Xiahou Ying curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and did not speak anymore, and obediently retreated aside.

Cao Shen walked over and patted the man on the shoulder, interrupting his thoughts: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Liu Ji finally recovered and turned around and saw his two friends, Xiahou Ying and Cao Shen, standing aside, and was shocked: "Why are you? Is there something wrong with the yamen?"

"Oh, don't mention it's so unlucky-" Cao Shen was about to answer, but Xiahou Ying couldn't help but shouted: "The little devil who came out of nowhere actually insulted the court on the street. The county magistrate ordered all the yamen runners to come out and arrest people, but they couldn't even catch a shadow!"

"Insult the court?" Liu Ji was a little surprised. As citizens of the Qin Dynasty, how could they not know that whispering on the street was like insulting the court, and they had to be punished by tongue-pulling. Liu Ji looked at Xiahou Ying and Cao Shen secretly. Although these two were fully armed, they walked calmly and walked in the city, not at all like pursuing criminals. He chuckled and knew it.

"By the way, brother, what are you doing here?" Cao Shen took the sword back to his waist and pointed to the front: "Brother has been looking at it just now. Is something wrong?"

Liu Ji patted his forehead in annoyed manner and murmured to himself: "Oh, why are you so stupid? You actually let that kid run away like that!"

When Xiahou Ying heard this, she couldn't help but shout, "What? Someone dared to bully his elder brother. Seeing that I didn't catch him, I would beat him to survive and die!" After that, she wanted to rush over and arrest people.

Seeing this, Liu Ji hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "It's not like this. Brother Xiahou, I accidentally knocked down a young man. Seeing that he was handsome and petite, I couldn't help it... It was because of me, it was not his business."

When Cao Shen heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

...Young Master? Beautiful eyebrows and eyes? Petite and cute?

Xiahou Ying was also stunned, but fortunately he reacted quickly, so he shook his knife and shouted: "No matter whether he is a man or a woman, as long as it is my elder brother likes, I will tie it up for you!" After saying that, before the two of them could stop him, he rushed towards Qi Lan's disappearing as if he was flying.

Cao Shen and Liu Ji watched Xiahou Ying's figure disappear from a distance and looked at each other.

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The male lead appears!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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