Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Song Yu was flustered, and immediately came up with a few possibilities. Was it because his status as a VIP in Wanquan Mall made the thieves have evil intentions, or was it Yusong's business competitor, or King Fusui's enemy?

Because of the nervousness in his heart, the speed of his pace change was keenly sensed by the follower, and without giving him a chance to think about the countermeasures, he immediately appeared in front of him.

The face of the visitor was covered with a yellow scarf, so he couldn't see his face clearly. Song Yu was also very unfamiliar with his figure, but the person took a closer look, and after identifying Song Yu, he clenched his fist and rushed towards him, obviously aiming at Song Yu on purpose. of.

Song Yu stepped back a few meters with both feet, narrowly dodging his attack, but still terrified, and seemed to be able to feel his powerful fist wind next to his cheek.

With this move alone, he was sure that he was not his opponent, and there was absolutely no possibility of victory in a head-to-head confrontation.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and remembered the so-called trick that Yin Huaiyu taught him to protect himself when he meets a master.

While dodging to buy time, Song Yu observed the movement of the yellow scarf man. Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and his eyes fell on his shoulders, between his chest, and abdomen. He poured all his internal energy into his body, and took pictures in order of the big acupuncture points.

That person was much higher than him, and he didn't pay attention to him, so he didn't expect him to attack him. After being hit by this violent attack, his face was distorted, and he froze, as if his whole body was paralyzed. , stared wide-eyed, extremely surprised and with doubts.

Song Yu's eyes were filled with joy, and immediately ran away without looking back, using light work, and realized that he had already escaped for several miles.

He worriedly planned to ask Liu Hanshan about the identity of the Yellow Turban man the next day, but misfortunes never come singly. He had just arrived at Rufang Lane, before he arrived at the Wulin League, when he saw a few Mongolian men standing aggressively in front of Yusong's shop. A burly man in a veil.

Different from the usual hooligans who are looking for trouble, these people are obviously professionally trained killers or soldiers. After this terrifying posture, there is no customer in Yusong's shop, and the guys are also looking around in the back hall and dare not come out. , Even the melon-eating crowd watching the excitement didn't come together.

Song Yu finally understood that these people were with the Yellow Turbans who wanted to assassinate him yesterday. It was because he ran away yesterday that his accomplices just sat on the sidelines and waited.

Song Yu was both worried and confused about this situation. He knew that he had to deal with these people himself, otherwise the store would be implicated, but at this time he didn't know the identity and purpose of the other party, so he couldn't act rashly.

In the short minute of his hesitation, a wave of familiar awe-inspiring righteousness swept over in a fluctuating shape, and the masked men's expressions were serious, and they assumed offensive and defensive postures.

The reason why Liu Hanshan suggested Song Yu to set up a store in Rufang Lane earlier was that it was closer to the Martial Arts League, which was safer. Sure enough, just as the incident happened, the masters stationed in the Martial Arts League had heard the news and rushed over.

Song Yuru received the amnesty, and withdrew the internal energy he had just brewed, and rushed towards the leader with a distressed look, "Brother, you are finally here, my person and the store are about to be demolished."

Liu Hanshan's upright and indifferent face immediately relaxed when he saw Song Yu who was frightened. He scanned Song Yu's whole body, and after confirming that he was safe and sound, he chuckled, "Isn't this good? Dare to tear you down? Huh?"

Song Yu held this thigh firmly, "Hurry up and drive them away, my business has been disrupted."

The masked man had a clear goal, ignored the others, and came straight to attack Song Yu. Liu Hanshan's eyes froze, he raised his scabbard, the sword slid out, and a silver light flashed, the sharp sword aura wrapped in powerful force shoot away.

After three or two strokes, several people clutched their chests, retreated steadily, glanced at each other, and found that it was not Liu Hanshan's opponent, unexpectedly thought of a countermeasure at this very moment, threw several bullets and fled.

The dispersed crowd gradually returned to the street, Liu Hanshan's expression was still solemn: "I didn't expect that after Mo Gufei left, he still didn't intend to let you go."

After all, Mo Gufei lived with Song Yu for a period of time, maybe when they got along, he exposed something to Song Yu, so now he wants to kill people to silence them.

Liu Hanshan, as a representative of the righteous way who is at odds with the Demon Cult, immediately locked the suspect on the member of the Demon Cult, but Song Yu resisted this answer in his heart.

Although he has not been in contact with many sects and martial arts, he can also distinguish them by feeling.

For example, Mo Gufei's style of the demon sect, the moves are fierce, and there is a coldness in the internal force, and there will be evil spirits when using the ultimate move.

Although there are many factions in the Martial Arts League, Liu Hanshan and his famous families have an obvious characteristic, that is, they have a solid foundation, and they will pay more attention to the matching of moves and the use of weapons, which look gorgeous and elegant.

There is another style, which he felt from the hidden guards Yin Huaiyu sent to protect him.

There is no such thing as inheritance and demeanor in the cultivation of hidden guards in the palace. What they pay attention to is practicality, just like the way Yin Huaiyu taught him. faction.

In his opinion, those masked men looked more like the style of the court, but he couldn't produce evidence to dispel Liu Hanshan's prejudice, so he could only vaguely pass what he said.

However, Song Yu couldn't help being curious, even Liu Hanshan couldn't see the clues that he could see?

Was it because he was blinded by prejudice?Or is it going along with the flow, deliberately pushing it to the Devil's Cult to convict it?He turned his head to look at Liu Hanshan, but the elegant man just returned him with a faint smile.

"Ah Song, don't worry, I will arrange people to watch Yusong's shop in the future, and no bad guys will dare to do anything wrong here."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed the doubts in his heart, "I just wanted to ask you when I went out today, because I was followed by one of this group of people yesterday. I went to the shop. I also got along with Mo Gufei for a while, and I always feel that this is not his style."

Liu Hanshan pressed his shoulders, "From now on, Ah Song, don't run around, there is Huaiyu to protect you in the palace, and you'd better be with me when you are outside. I know you are kind and gentle. Nostalgia, but don't put yourself at risk because of this trivial friendship."

He paused, noticing the seriousness of the atmosphere, smiled, and skipped the topic, "How is Yusong business? I heard it's booming, and even the female family members of the Wulin League are using your cosmetics." .”

Song Yu paused quietly for a while before nodding, "Well, because it's not bad to use, it's better than ordinary ones, if you're interested, I can also send you some customized ones to please the people you like. "He can't repay Liu Hanshan's rescue again and again, so he can only think of ways to pay him back.

Liu Hanshan stared at his facial features, smiled lightly and shook his head: "A Song is already enough to make a country and a city, no need for cosmetics."

Song Yugeng paused: "I'm talking about the girl I like." In the end, he cast a reproachful look. It's not that Liu Hanshan doesn't know his gender, so he deliberately said that because he was deliberately trying to make fun of him and make fun of him. up.

"Hanshan, why do you have a dark belly?"

"Huh? What does this mean." Liu Hanshan blinked blankly.