Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Ke'er suppressed a smile and brought a water bag to let him wash the blood in his mouth, Yang Yanrong groaned in pain.I have been greeting all eighteen generations of Sang Yuchu's ancestors. I never thought that she would be so powerful, and even come up with such a bad idea. She is really a person who can't be judged by appearances, and sea water can't be measured!

What Yang Yanrong was saying, Ke'er didn't listen to a single word, but kept comforting him in a low voice.

Suddenly, Ke'er paused in his hand, his ears pricked up, and his expression was extremely serious.

Yang Yanrong gave a strange "um" and was about to open his mouth to ask.But she saw Ke'er let out a soft "hush", looking around with her beautiful eyes from time to time, stretching out her hand to copy, and she was holding a precious sword tightly in her hand.

"Who?" Ke'er yelled coquettishly, and her mind was locked in a bush in an instant, her eyes were staring there without blinking, as if some scourge was watching from the side.

Amidst a long burst of laughter, a slender figure suddenly jumped out of the bushes.

I rely on!There is actually someone more handsome than me in this world!Yang Yanrong thought angrily, and saw the man walking slowly step by step from his side.

This person looks young, about 30 years old.But he is at least 1.8 meters tall, with sharp edges and corners like a chiseled face, a high nose bridge, a pair of bewitching eyes with blue light, eyebrows like arrows, eyes like stars, and skin as white as soft and gentle jade .A head of flowing long hair was casually tied in a bun, dancing with the wind in the autumn wind, looking so handsome.The robe is plain white, with a purple gold belt around her waist, and a fish horn sachet is hung casually, just as the saying goes: be beautiful before being filial.This plain white robe was draped over his body, and there was an indescribable smell.

There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel good.However, according to Yang Yanrong, the boy with blue contact lenses in his eyes and a smirk on his face is definitely not a good guy.Besides, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, and ordinary people seldom move around. This guy appeared so abruptly, it seems that he is probably a robber.

Ke'er looked at the other party vigilantly with a tense expression, the thoughtful expression on his face flashed away, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Yang Yanrong frowned unconsciously, and felt ruthless in his heart. It seemed that Ke'er recognized the identity of the person, and he was quite afraid.

He looked up to the sky and let out a haha, grabbed the ground casually with his right hand, and slowly stood up, the smile on his face was even brighter than that handsome guy with contact lenses.

"Oh! Isn't this Brother Li?" Yang Yanrong pretended to be overjoyed, and gradually walked towards the handsome guy.

"Huh? Could it be that this person knows me?" The handsome guy couldn't help being taken aback, and said to himself: But I haven't seen you!Coincidentally, this person also happened to be surnamed Li, and he had a strong background. He was the one called "Jade Faced Lord" Li Feiyu by people in the world.It is said that this person is unparalleled in the world in lightness of body, and no one can surpass him.It's just that his reputation is the worst in the martial arts world, and he likes to insult his wife and daughter. how much.

Whether it is the martial arts orthodox people or the Song Dynasty court, they are hunting him with all their strength, but his lightness is really brilliant, coupled with his good martial arts, he is still alive today, picking flowers from time to time, and showing his face , until the heroines who had been picked by him secretly hated him.

Yang Yanrong, a boy who just came out of the rivers and lakes, naturally didn't know this, but it didn't matter to him at all, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Li Feiyu carefully looked at the person who came, and saw that this person was young, and he was good-looking. Although he was not as handsome as himself, he was not bad, but his footsteps were flimsy, and if he shook every step, he knew that this person was injured. Being in the body, and having never practiced martial arts, the vigilance in my heart suddenly relaxed.It's just a little strange, knowing that those sanctimonious hypocrites in the martial arts are chasing and chasing me every day, and when they meet each other, they either turn swords or curse, what happened today?Someone else came to greet me?

Yang Yanrong stepped forward and punched Li Feiyu lightly on the chest, and said with a smile, "Damn, I've been looking for you for a long time. Let me tell you, when will you pay back the 500 taels you owe me?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Li Feiyu was taken aback, his eyes wide open.At this moment, a sudden change occurred, the guy in front of him swung his right hand violently, and a black unknown object rushed towards the door.

Li Feiyu reacted very quickly, and he raised his hand to grab it, sneering in his heart, using a hidden weapon in front of his grandfather, what a trick!Soon, his face changed, he caught some in his hand, but it was not a hidden weapon, but thousands of grains of fine sand.Even if it is the most skilled martial arts person in the world, it is impossible to catch all of them if they are caught off guard.

Li Feiyu only felt a pain in his eyes, and suddenly screamed, his body backed away abruptly.Casually stood still, he felt a pain in the Mingmen acupoint on his waist, he lost all strength in his body, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Behind him was Sang Yuchu who had been out for a long time, and she was standing on the spot holding a sword, her face was red, as if she was drunk, and her body was on the verge of falling.

"Master! What's wrong with you?" Ke'er exclaimed, and quickly ran forward to support Master.

Sang Yuchu looked very painful, as if he was holding back something.Pointing to Li Feiyu who was lying on the ground, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ke'er, kill this man quickly!"

Ke'er hesitated for a while, then said awkwardly: "Master, I... I dare not."

Sang Yuchu let out a soft snort, and slowly sat down on the ground. The sword in his hand could no longer be held, and fell to the ground with a "choke".She also knew that if Ke'er was allowed to kill someone, it would be embarrassing for her.After all these years, Ke'er has never tried to kill someone!She is kind-hearted, she would not kill anyone.

Sang Yuchu involuntarily locked his eyes on Yang Yanrong, his eyes begging.

"Hey." Yang Yanrong smiled darkly, and said, "I like killing people and stealing money the most. Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

He went forward, dragged Li Feiyu's legs, and then burrowed into the forest, and put Li Feiyu's body down after Ke'er and the others disappeared.

Li Feiyu was frightened and angry at this time, but he didn't expect that he would be touched by a guy who didn't know martial arts. He wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, his handsome face twisted into a ball, his eyes He stared straight at Yang Yanrong, wanting to burst into flames.

Originally, with Li Feiyu's alertness, how could ordinary people be against him?Fighting and fighting in the rivers and lakes has always been aboveboard, how could such a dirty trick of throwing sand be used?If it spreads out, it will definitely lose its reputation and be cast aside by people in the martial arts world.Seeing that he doesn't know martial arts, the embarrassment in his heart suddenly weakened. Yang Yanrong sprinkled his eyes with sand, and was hit by Sang Yuchu who had been hiding at the side with all his strength, hitting the vital Mingmen acupoint. Son.

Li Feiyu hissed: "You used such despicable means to assassinate me, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by your fellow martial arts?"

Yang Yanrong said in a low voice, "I'll tell you a secret! I'm not a martial artist, and I don't know martial arts. Do you think I'm despicable, obscene, and shameless? Know why I want to kill you Is it because... who the hell told you to be more handsome than me? Damn, you deserve it!", as he spoke, a golden knife stabbed straight at Li Feiyu's chest.

Li Feiyu was about to speak, when suddenly he felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes widened.

Yang Yanrong pulled out the golden knife with a smile, wiped it on Li Feiyu's body, shrugged, and snapped his fingers: It's done!