clang!

The three gun flowers destroy one another and rebirth, and the cycle continues.

You can't figure out which of the three gun flowers is real and which one is fake?

Yang Shouwen was forced backwards by the other party, sweating profusely. Seeing the gun flower disappearing, a cold electric shock suddenly came.

Yang Shouwen became wise in a hurry, and when he turned his body, his big gun flew out of his hand.

Two guns attacked, and the cold electricity was gone.

Yang Shouwen had retreated to the gate of the courtyard and crossed the threshold with one foot.

The beautiful woman raised her gun and knocked it on the barrel of the tiger swallowing big gun, and shot it back.

Yang Shouwen reached out to catch it and looked at the other party in surprise.

"Young man, my grandmother is not at home, so it is not convenient for me to keep guests. Since you have retreated, let's clear it."

The beautiful woman said, handing the gun in her hand to the healthy woman.

She still had a gentle smile on her face, and she couldn't tell whether it was sarcastic or appreciative, and her eyes were calm, like autumn water.

Yang Shouwen glanced at her and suddenly smiled.

"Madam, you're good at shooting skills, Yang Shouwen has learned it."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Abusjda looked at the other party, and also carried a gun, following Yang Shouwen...

"Miss Fan, did you let them go?"

Dou Yilang couldn't stand any longer and ran forward and said loudly.

But the beautiful woman glanced at him and said softly: "Brother Ichiro, what else would you do?"

"this……"

"It's another enemy of life and death, and Ziyu is rude first. If he hadn't injured Ajiu, I wouldn't have taken action against him. This would be the best! If they really wanted to keep them, it wouldn't be impossible. But there are probably few people in this yard who can stand."

Dou Yilang was silent when he heard this!

He knew that the beautiful woman was telling the truth.

Eight years earlier or even five years earlier, this is not necessarily the result.

But over the years, a cautious life, even myself, has lost the courage to fight alone in Lantian. A comfortable life can always cause people to lose their fighting spirit. Even Dou Yilang is in this situation.

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she ignored Dou Yilang.

She ordered the servant to inform the store to change the door. Then Cang Cang Yu pointed at the young man and said, "Zi Yu, if I know you are causing trouble again, don't blame me for telling your father, send you back to Hedong and let your Sanniang teach you a lesson."

The boy grinned and immediately retracted his head.

"That woman is so awesome!"

Yang Shouwen returned to the yard and waved his hand to call the big jade down, allowing it to land on the shelf under the eaves.

He looked at Jeddah and said, "She finally stopped her energy just now, otherwise I might not be able to avoid that shot."

Jeddah smiled and gestured: Even if she can't hide, she can hurt her... She may not be your opponent in life and death.

"That's right."

Yang Shouwen sat down on the porch and said, "But. What is the origin of this woman?

I saw that her family, including the healthy women around her, were not ordinary people. I didn’t expect that such a family would be hidden in this small Hutuo River Inn. But this is good, at least there will be no small family to disturb us.”

Jeddah heard it and nodded repeatedly.

Yang Shouwen brought the inn's staff and asked him to prepare a bath water.

In the battle just now, the guy was also alarmed. However, the fight between the two sides was too fierce, and he didn't dare to come over to watch the fun.

“The two guests are amazing.

The guests in the yard are not simple... They came here the day before yesterday. At that time, there was still the invisible person who came to look for things, and they were beaten to pieces. Later, someone came to the yamen, but they couldn't even enter the gate, so they left honestly."

The guy will naturally have a preference after receiving Yang Shouwen’s reward.

On the surface, he was complimenting, but in fact he was reminding Yang Shouwen and the others that the people in the yard were of great origin.

Yang Shouwen thanked the mate and returned to the house.

So what can I do if I have a big background? Could it be that he and Jeddah will run away now?

Moreover, he looked at the woman's demeanor, and he didn't look like a petty person. Both sides did not really leave a deadly grudge that could not be resolved, and they would have fought. If they really wanted to get entangled, Yang Shouwen might not be afraid of her in his heart.

I took a shower and changed my clothes.

Yang Shouwen asked his friend to bring a table of wine and food and place it under the porch.

Jeddah also washed up and sat down on the porch with Yang Shouwen while having wine and chatting.

However, most of the time, Yang Shouwen is speaking and Jeddah is making gestures. Before he knows it, a dark cloud floats from the sky, covering the moon. After a while, it starts to rain, and the drizzle wets the path in the courtyard.

Jeddah had a glass of wine and suddenly made several gestures

Weizi, don’t you write poetry? I heard that those scholars like to write poetry in front of rain, snow, wind, etc. The spring rain in front of you, can you write a poem? If you can write it, I will give you my Golden Bird and Treasure Charm Bow.

The so-called Golden Bird Treasure Bow was stolen from a group of Turkic people when Yang Shouwen and Jeddah were on the grassland.

The Golden Bird Bow is exquisitely made, with a force of three stones.

Yang Shouwen wanted it at the time, but was rejected because he was not proficient in ejaculation. But he had been thinking about how to get the bow.

The ejaculation technique is not serious now, which does not mean that it is not serious in the future.

Having a good bow is a good thing after all.

Yang Shouwen immediately smiled, "Brother, you are giving it to me for free, I'm just disrespectful."

Jeddah curled his lips and gestured: Let's do it first... If you lose, I want your short knife.

The knife that Jeddah mentioned was also something they snatched from the Turks.

Yang Shouwen laughed and lay down on the porch with his back facing the sky, his head resting with his hands, his legs raised and his eyes closed without saying a word. In Jeddah's opinion, Yang Shouwen was writing a poem. But in fact? Yang Shouwen was thinking, which poem should he choose?

In history, there are many poems about Wing Chun Rain.

But it is suitable for him to read...

After a while, Yang Shouwen turned over and sat up, and said with a smile: "Brother, listen."

Jeddah tilted his head and smiled and stretched out his hand, meaning: Come on.

"The ancient wood is made of short tents in the middle of the shade, and a horse carried me across the east of the bridge. I was soaked in the clothes that I wanted to wet the rain of apricot blossoms, and the wind of willows was not cold on my face."

In the shadow of the ancient trees in the sky, the ferry was not allowed to move, so it had to be tied to the shore. I rode back on my horse, and the drizzle seemed to wet my clothes. The wind gently blowing, with the breath of willows, was so warm that it was pleasant.

Jeddah was stunned and speechless for a moment.

He looked at Yang Shouwen and gestured and said: Are you really good at writing poetry?
Chapter completed!