Grandpa is such a bird

Being able to escape from the pursuit of those people, Pei Jiangnan almost laughed out loud. Even though his body was wounded, his feet were like the wind. When passing by the woods, he could only see a black shadow flashing by. The person who fought for him cursed a few idiots.

Then suddenly saw a yellow phantom appearing in sight in the rapidly reversing scenery beside him.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but a cold hand came out from the wind and grabbed his wrist first.

At that moment, Pei Jiangnan had goosebumps all over his body in horror, his feet stopped suddenly, and he staggered a few steps before he stood up, only to find that the pale yellow beside him was the young man who had just used the eight-edged plum blossom hammer.

The young man stopped without haste, grabbed his wrist, and tore a vine from a nearby tree to bind his hands.

Pei Jiangnan stared at Lingjiang, the thorns on the vines pierced into his flesh, and he seemed to come back to his senses, but his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

"impossible……"

Ling Jiang walked back by the other end of the vine.

Pei Jiangnan followed behind with his hands tied, and murmured, "It's impossible for anyone to catch up to me."

He is a godly thief, and Qinggong is a life-saving guy. If one day this 'guy' is broken by someone and he knows the trick, wouldn't the other party be able to catch him whenever he wants.

Pei Jiangnan was dripping with cold sweat, looking at the young man in front of him, he went through several times in his mind, but he couldn't think of such a person in the Jianghu, and asked tentatively: "Does the young man also want the Big Dipper? That thing really doesn't belong to me."

Ling Jiang didn't bother to talk to him, so he quickened his pace.

Pei Jiangnan was forced to run and roll behind him, thankful that he is a person with lightness kung fu, otherwise normal people would have been dragged to the ground by him like this, and he continued without giving up: "I Seeing that the young hero's lightness kung fu is outstanding, it's on par with my subordinates, but when it comes to lightness kung fu in the Jianghu, only my ancestors are the best at it..."

Lingjiang walked faster and faster, and even used lightness kung fu to jump on the treetops, not caring about the person being dragged. Once Pei Jiangnan wanted to slow down, Lingjiang would pull violently, and the hooks on the vines would hook Pei hard. Jiangnan's flesh and blood, pull him forward, otherwise a piece of flesh will be torn off.

Pei Jiangnan grinned in pain, still talking non-stop as mother-in-law and mother-in-law, holding a little hope in his heart, hoping that he would either annoy the young man to death, or try his best to save his own life first: "...But my master's lightness kung fu is not unmanned Competent, he said that he still has a younger brother, but he disappeared 30 years ago, if he is still alive and has taken in an apprentice, he is probably about the same as me now..."

Ling Jiang stopped suddenly, and Pei Jiangnan bumped into him unexpectedly. Ling Jiang grabbed Pei Jiangnan by the collar and pulled him to his eyes. With a gloomy look in his eyes, he said impatiently, "Why are you so busy?" nonsense?"

Pei Jiangnan swallowed his saliva, "Your lightness kung fu is so good, it might really belong to my uncle—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and his head sank limply.

Ling Jiang raised the knife in his hand and knocked him out neatly. He carried the man on his shoulder and continued to speed up, running fast in the woods.

The head-on wind and fallen leaves blew on his face, Ling Jiang frowned, thinking greasyly: I suddenly miss Yin Chenglan, since we met, this is the first time we have been apart for such a long time.

Far away on the lonely cliff, Pavilion Master Yin, who was missed, sneezed three times in a row. The hairs on his arms stood up inexplicably. He rubbed his arms and pushed the brown sugar rice cake that Lian Song had handed over to him. Going back: "Don't eat, I'm tired."

Press the song one by one, "It's not boring, you really like it."

Yin Chenglan said: "It's so greasy."

"..."

Ji Yushan found a corner in the deserted temple and sat alone, holding the black cloth-covered birdcage in his arms, while dozing off, while acting conscientiously, talking to the birdcage in a low voice.

Not long after, Ling Jiang came back carrying something, threw it heavily on the ground, and let out an ouch.

Ji Yushan went over to take a look, and found that the man was really Pei Jiangnan, and he was indeed wearing white clothes, but the journey of escape was so hard that he rolled into the mud and turned black.

"Pei Jiangnan? Where is Ying'er, where is she?"

Pei Jiangnan's neck was sore and he couldn't even lift it up. When Ling Jiang made a move, he followed the principle of "if you can't kill him, you can kill him" and didn't show him any courtesy. He twisted on the ground a few times and found that although What bound him were vines, but the young man didn't know how to tie them, so he couldn't break free, and when he tried hard, the barbs on the vines burrowed into his flesh.

"What baby, I don't know what you're talking about. I said the thing wasn't on me, and it was taken away." Pei Jiangnan's face was dirty and embarrassed, writhing like a bug. Ji Yushan frowned in disgust, I wonder if Ying'er has bad eyesight.

"Xiang Su Ying, you took her away from Xiang Mansion yourself a year ago, don't pretend to me."

Pei Jiangnan was dazed for a moment, his eyes flashed suddenly, he turned left and right, turned over and lay on his back, heaving a sigh of relief secretly: "Oh, it's her, so you are looking for her."

"What about people? What did you do to Ying'er?"

Pei Jiangnan's eyes turned between the two of them, hearing the intimacy in Ji Yushan's tone, he deliberately slowed down his speech, and pretended to be mysterious, "Who are you? If you don't say it, I will It's impossible to tell you that Ying'er is a good girl, I can't betray her."

Just as Ji Yushan was about to answer, he was stopped by Lingjiang. He squatted in front of Pei Jiangnan, moved his hand back, took out his big hammer and threw it on Pei Jiangnan's chest.

How heavy is the eight-edged plum blossom hammer? Anyway, Ji Yushan could only lift one up a little bit with all his strength. As soon as it hit his chest, Pei Jiangnan's limbs flicked. It was as if there was a Mount Tai pressing down on him, almost fracturing his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. He was half-breathed in his throat, unable to breathe out, his face turned pale, and he stared at Lingjiang with wide-eyed eyes. All twisted.

Seeing that he was about to be suffocated by the breath in his chest, Ling Jiang raised his hand and took down the plum blossom hammer, and propped himself on the ground, his eyes gleaming from under the thick eyelashes, "I have a bad temper, Don't listen to nonsense, if you say it, say it quickly, don't say that I still have a plum hammer."

Pei Jiangnan took a big breath, and finally puffed up his almost crushed chest. The blood on his face flowed back to his head clearly. He finally died. He didn't dare to do it again, and said in a rough voice, "...I was hunted down, it's inconvenient to take a woman with me, I will take her..."

After a pause, "Leave her in Wangchunlou, at least she won't be implicated by me. You, you can go back and find her. Let her go, let me go."

Ling Jiang put away the weapon, picked up one end of the vine, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Seeing that Ji Yushan was still squatting on the ground, he took a step back and looked down at him. He saw Ji Yushan's face was gloomy, and there was a murderous anger in his usually gentle eyes. He grabbed Pei Jiangnan's hand. Pulling him to the front of the neck, "You don't think I don't know what Wangchun Tower is, do you leave her there? Are you going to leave her there, or give her to..."

Sadness emerges under the rage.

He let go of his hands, stood up and walked out the door, "It was a waste of her wholeheartedly trying to let me go with you, but I didn't expect you—"

Walking to the door, he said: "Whether to keep it or sell it, you can go and see with us." There was a panic begging for mercy from behind, and Ji Yushan already knew the answer.

Ling Jiang didn't expect him to have a little temperament, so he looked at him a few more times and thought, what exactly does Yin Chenglan want from him?Well, when it comes to him, I'd better think about it again.

Arriving at the Wangchun Tower in the city at night, it was just as imagined, the lights were on, the paper was drunk, the eyes were full of red silk, and the breasts were half exposed.As soon as they entered the building, they were eye-catching.

The most eye-catching is the tall and handsome Lingjiang Xiaoniao. He stood in the building. He was as beautiful as a crown jade, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. The abstinent aura of not approaching successfully scares away the woman who tries to get close.

The old bustard was well-informed, and she could tell at a glance that they were not here for fun, so she hurriedly walked over with her fan: "Master, are you looking for someone?"

Before Lingjiang could speak, Ji Yushan held back his anger and said, "See if you know him."

The old bustard held the round fan and looked down, startled, "I don't know."

Boom—The eight-edged plum blossom hammer appeared across the sky and hit the ground, half a hole was sunk in the ground, and the people around scattered like birds.

The old bustard changed his words in a polite manner, "I didn't notice it just now, take a closer look, isn't this Mr. Pei, he just came here a few days ago."

Ji Yushan asked anxiously, "Did he sell you a girl?"

The old bustard covered half of his face with a fan, faltering, and glanced at the turtle slave thugs coming up from all around.

Ling Jiang picked up the plum blossom hammer and dropped it heavily on the ground. A large round hole appeared in the lobby of Wangchun Building. The floor was mixed with the mud and shattered into foam. After sweeping for a week, "repair a hole and rebuild A building, which one do you choose?"

The old bustard couldn't stop laughing, obviously it wasn't worth ruining her Wangchun building for a girl who bought it at a low price, so she quickly pointed to a room on the second floor.

As soon as they reached the door, they heard the man's heavy breathing and the sound of sticky water. Ji Yushan's face was clouded, and he slammed the door hard.

A middle-aged man with a wretched face opened the door cursingly, raised his fist and swung Ji Yushan's face, but was stopped by Lingjiang halfway.As soon as he grabbed it, his hands were slippery, feeling sick, his expression darkened suddenly, he turned half his body, let the man throw him into the air, and kicked him downstairs.

A wave of extravagant heat spread out in the room. Seeing the scene, Ji Yushan closed his eyes in pain, picked up the scattered clothes on the floor and threw them on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ying'er."

Scattered at Su Yingyun's temples, tears were still wet, startled for a moment, wrapped up his clothes, stumbled out of bed, passed by Ji Yushan, rushed to Lingjiang, but hugged Pei, who was tied in his hands. Jiangnan, "Jiangnan, have you come to pick me up..."

Ji Yushan's heart twitched violently, but the scene didn't give him too much time to hurt, and a few sharp arrows roared towards him.

Ling Jiang dodged the arrows, pressed down Ji Yushan's head with one hand, overturned a table with the other, and hid in together with him, and then several sharp arrows were nailed to the table.

At this time, a sharp female voice lifted up the roof, Ling Jiang looked, and saw Pei Jiangnan rolling on the spot, rolling to the corner of the wall, grabbing Xiang Su Ying in front of him, using him as a shield so mercilessly.

Ji Yushan was so angry that he vomited blood.

The rain of arrows stopped for a moment, and rustling sounds came from outside the house. Ling Jiang listened for a while, then suddenly took out the plum blossom hammer, and swung it heavily at a wall. There were screams of broken bricks and tiles in the room, and the wall cracked With a mouth full of blood, Ling Jiang grabbed the vines that bound Pei Jiangnan and circled around Su Ying's body, picked up Ji Yushan with one hand, and jumped out from the gap.

As soon as he landed on the street, the besiegers rushed over one after another. Ling Jiang said loudly: "After following for so long, it's time to do something."

After finishing speaking, there was a chicken in the left hand and a duck in the right, no, there was Pei Jiangnan in the left hand and Ji Yushan in the right hand, and Xiang Su Ying was behind him, and quickly disappeared into the dark alley.

At the same time, the guards of Yufeng Pavilion who were ordered to follow them jumped out and blocked the way of the pursuer.

Fortunately, Lingjiang was able to run so quickly with his three burdens. When he arrived in the wilderness, a dim dawn appeared in the sky.

As soon as he let go, Ji Yushan, Pei Jiangnan, and Xiang Suying wrestled into a ball, crying, cursing and screaming into a ball, Ling Jiang thought it was noisy, and walked not far away with his eight-edged plum blossom hammer Sitting cross-legged under the tree, looking at the bright moon in the sky, I began to miss Yin Chenglan seriously.

A muffled groan came from behind, and dark water stains came out from under the three people who were fighting in a scuffle. Ji Yushan stood up with difficulty, holding his chest, and groped his whole body with one hand, but found no holes. He clapped his hands twice and let out a breath.

Xiang Suying sat on one side awkwardly, trembling all over, staring blankly at the bloody hairpin in his hand, Pei Jiangnan, who was pressed down at the bottom, let out a painful groan, a dark red flower bloomed on his chest, he propped himself up , looked down, then looked up and stared at the woman viciously.

As if he just realized what he had done, he threw away the hairpin in Su Ying's hand, cried and threw himself at Pei Jiangnan, trying to cover his wound, "I'm sorry Jiangnan, I didn't mean it, I... "

Pei Jiangnan's brows were slightly relaxed, and he slowly raised his hand to circle Xiang Su Ying between his arms. When the woman tried to hug him, he tightened his arms suddenly, jammed her throat, and then quickly turned over and stood up , took two steps back, and said sharply: "No one is allowed to come over, no one is allowed to come over!"

Hearing the movement, Ling Jiang turned his head, put his elbows on the handle of the plum blossom hammer, and looked over lazily.

Knowing how powerful the young man is, Pei Jiangnan hurriedly said loudly, "Let me go, let me go, and I'll let her go too!"

Ling Jiang glanced at Ji Yushan, whose head was already covered with smoke, and said calmly, "You decide."

It had nothing to do with him anyway, Ling Jiang walked back with the plum blossom hammer in his arms, and returned to the Wangchun Tower in the city. He saw that the fighting had stopped, the Nuanxiang red tent was full of gunpowder smoke, and the old bustard was sitting on the threshold and crying loudly.

While no one was paying attention, Ling Jiang jumped into the room on the second floor where the hole had been smashed out by him, picked up the bird cage that had been forgotten in the corner, and prepared to leave.

Someone blocked his way, that man was dressed in black and looked upright. He was three feet away from him, cupped his fists at him, and said politely: "My lord, next is Qi Ying, the shadow guard of the Yufeng Pavilion. The lord ordered to protect and assist Young Master Ji secretly, and Qi Ying saw that Young Master is very skilled and elegant, so he wanted to make friends with him, but if he doesn't know the young master's name, can anyone tell me?"

There are not only letter birds raised in the Yufeng Pavilion, but also a group of shadow guards who hide in the dark and never show up. Lingjiang has been aware of it for a long time, so he has always avoided them in his actions. He has nothing to do with them, so he has never communicated. pass.

But for these people, Ling Jiang was very upset, especially when it seemed that he and Yin Chenglan were alone, but the shadow guards who were hidden around him but could still be noticed by him were really annoying enough.

Therefore, Ling Jiang glanced at him impatiently, without saying a thousand words of disgust, turned and left with his birdcage in his hand.

He still doesn't know that Yin Chenglan will receive a letter from Asuka after dawn. There is not a single word in the letter, only a few strokes outlining a person's freehand figure.