Martial Arts of the Ming Dynasty: Salted Fish and Jin Yiwei in the Imperial City

Aren't they chasing and killing the siblings, Ling Yanqiu and the others?

When they arrive at the Longmen Inn, wouldn't it be over to send them out of the customs at a small price?As long as they leave Daming, there will be so many things.

So let's think about how to change the fate of Qiu Moyan's tragic death.

Zhou Huaian, who didn't come out to help Qiu Moyan in the critical moment before, made it clear that he was just using Qiu Moyan to save the siblings, so that his daughter would be kind to her.

Even if he has feelings for Wu Moyan, it is ranked after loyalty, loyalty and gratitude.

It is precisely because of his personality that he made the decision to pretend to marry Jin Xiangyu.

7 Qiu Moyan, who made K admire him, was waiting for the signal outside the bridal chamber...

This operation is amazing!

And when discussing this matter, when asked if Qiu Moyan would have any thoughts, Zhou Huaian said directly: "She will understand."

All I can say is, I understand your sister!

Ye Zha was too embarrassed to say such a thing.

And let people wait for the signal outside the bridal chamber?

You Zhou Huaian are really that one!

He Ye Zha... well, he Ye Zha must be dragging the bridal chamber together.

There's nothing wrong with that, he's well known for being flamboyant.

But he will definitely not be as hypocritical as Zhou Huai'an, who dare not even admit that he likes her.Coupled with the fact that a series of accidents led to Qiu Moyan's tragic death, it made people extremely unhappy.

Anyway, in this corner, I, Ye Lan, have a clear conscience!

Chapter 136 Ye Lan is interested, Mo Yan is ruthless

Taking advantage of Zhou Huaian's absence, Ye Lan was trying to increase her friendship with Qiu Moyan.

After all, when they arrived at the Longmen Inn and Zhou Huaian appeared, there would not be many opportunities for such a private chat.

It's just that Qiu Moyan is obviously very defensive, and she rarely responds to Ye Lan's strike-up.

After Ling Yanqiu finished her rest, she watched with cold eyes, her eyes were a bit complicated.

Of course, not for Ye Lan, but for Qiu Moyan.

Seeing that Ye Lan and Qiu Moyan had chatted for a long time without any response, Ling Yanqiu looked at it and suddenly showed a smile on his face.

Using voice transmission to enter the secret and Ye Lan said: "It's useless for you to do this. She is not short of money and has a sweetheart. It's not like you can impress her with a few sweet words."

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°Ye Lan glanced at Qiu Moyan, pretended to rest and drank saliva, but was actually communicating with Ling Yanqiu.

"You seem to know "Six Eight Three", but I didn't expect to be able to take her down in the carriage."

Facing Ling Yanqiu's surprised gaze, Ye Lan also showed a mysterious smile.

°"The so-called first-time acquaintance and second-time acquaintance, I just met her, and now of course I want to improve my impression on her as much as possible.

When I arrive at the Dragon Inn, then is the time for me to act! "

Ling Yanqiu pursed her lips, feeling as if she was discussing how to bully women with a flower picker.

Well, from the point of view of the ultimate purpose.

Ye Lan is no different from the flower picker.

It's just that his methods are not as inferior as those of the Flower Pickers.

While Ye Lan and Ling Yanqiu were chatting in private.

Looking at the constantly speeding scenery outside the window, Qiu Moyan slowly took out a piccolo from his arms.

Then he put it on his mouth and blew a melodious tune.

The sound of the flute is neither loud nor small, but it can also be heard by the marching people.

Ye Lan really doesn't have much appreciation for this kind of ancient pure music.

And you won't hear all kinds of emotions from it like anyone else.

He just felt from the speed of the tune and the height of the melody that this tune is full of a sense of peace.

If there is any artistic conception, it is probably that the person playing this piece is yearning for a peaceful life.

Ye Lan scratched her head, wondering if she also had to learn the rhythm, so that she could use it later when she pretended to be aggressive.

And when Ling Yanqiu saw Qiu Moyan take out the piccolo and play the tune, his heart was shocked again.

picture!

so similar!

Even the tunes they play are so similar!

Unconsciously, Ling Yanqiu also took out a piccolo from his bosom, and joined with Qiu Disheng, making Qiu Moyan a little different.

There is quite a feeling of meeting a bosom friend.

Seeing Qiu Moyan nodding to Ling Yanqiu, and at the same time the two showed a sympathetic smile, Ye Lan realized.

This Qiu Moyan is also a young man!

If I use the conventional way of striking up a conversation, it will naturally make her feel nothing.You have to hold on to it.

Thinking of the original plot, the relationship between Qiu Moyan and Zhou Huaian is more like a spiritual love.

The two of them seldom move their hands and feet, they just click to the end.

Moreover, the words spoken are also different from those ordinary rough people in the world.

This made Ye Lan more sure of her judgment.

Hello Wen Qing.

He will too!

Although he doesn't know much about rhythm.

But it's not like he hasn't heard the song.

There are so many songs with ancient rhymes in later generations, and he can listen to them easily.

It's like reading two hundred Tang poems, even if you don't know how to compose poems, you can also chant

If he can't play those songs on an instrument, can't he hum?

Not far from the carriage, there is a flickering figure.

A man in a black chivalrous suit had a complex expression when he heard the familiar sound of the flute from the carriage.

And he also followed two men, but he didn't have much appreciation skills.

He asked in a low voice: "Brother Huai'an, they are going to the Longmen Inn soon, shall we also stay there?"

"By the way, something seems to happen to Longmen now. It seems that there will be a huge sandstorm. It's hard to avoid it outside."

Zhao Huaian came back to his senses and calmly ordered: "It should be a black storm once every Jiazi in Longmen, and we have to dodge it when the time comes."

"Okay. I listen to you!"

Also on the other side, there is also a Huaian following the carriage.

He is Zhou Huai'an, the head coach of the Forbidden Army!

Hearing the melodious sound of the flute, his complexion was not as complicated as that of Zhao Huai'an... he just sighed leisurely: "Mo Yan moves like sand, even though it's hard work, blowing all the sand will lead to gold!

In this chaotic world, if you want to have peace, it is not something you and I can do. "

No one knew what he meant, or maybe he was just comforting himself.Comfort yourself, I didn't help you just now.

"The desert has already begun to change, we must let them leave the Longmen Inn as soon as possible, Daming is a place of right and wrong, she is not suitable for this..."

After talking to himself, Zhou Huaian looked at the slowly moving carriage.Then use Qinggong to leave this path.

He made an appointment with Qiu Moyan and the others to meet at the Longmen Inn.

Since it is separated, you can't reach the front and rear feet, otherwise it would be violent

Revealing the fact that he was right behind them the whole time?

Zhou Huai'an is the coach of the Imperial Army, but he is quite scheming, compared to Zhao Huai'an

, he became more composed.

On the desert of Longmen.

Crowds of black crows passed by.

Before the catastrophe, there must be a sign.

This group of crows, like a black storm, is a harbinger of an imminent disaster in the desert.

Those who had already heard such rumors started to pack their bags early and prepared to take refuge in a larger station.

Also because of this great catastrophe that is coming.

Even the defenders at the border had to retreat a little at 5.5.

It is indeed important to defend the frontier, but they will not stay there foolishly if they encounter a disaster that is overwhelmingly manpower.

The people from the East Factory and the West Factory went on their way separately, and some people were arrested along the way to ask about the situation at the moment.

It is learned that a huge desert disaster is about to come.

Cao Shaoqin, who did not live in the desert all year round, was a little disdainful.

"A mere storm, what can I do?"

Cao Shaoqin was arrogant and eager to make some achievements, so he didn't take this reminder to heart at all.

Leading nearly 400 Dongchang fans, they surrounded the Longmen Inn.

On the contrary, Yuhuatian was more careful. After learning the whereabouts of Dongchang, he directly stationed at the post station.

"Since he wants to grab the credit, let him scout for the limelight!".

Chapter 137 There is rain in Longmen Mountain, and the snowy tiger descends

"On the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month, the temple door opens, and various candles are placed.

Red candles are red, white candles are white.

Little sister, I can't grasp it..."

The clear folk songs penetrate the yellow sand, full of unique desert flavor.

At this moment, the sun is setting, and it will not set.

The sky, the earth, the sand and the sea are all dim and golden.

Jin Xiangyu likes this view very much.

So whenever she greeted the guests, she liked to come to the roof of the inn to have a look and enjoy the rare moment of tranquility.

Just singing and singing, under the last rays of the setting sun, there seemed to be lights flickering in the distance.

If it wasn't for the fact that the black sandstorm hadn't hit yet, Jin Xiangyu would have thought that she had seen the treasures left by Dabaishang Kingdom in a trance.

"Laijia Feixuanlong, Shahai presents the gate of God... I hope the news given by the young woman is accurate." Jin Xiangyu pondered.

She opened an inn here, and of course she wasn't full of food.

Which woman does not want to live a stable life?

On the surface, she stayed here to make money, but in fact...it was also for money.They are coveting the golden treasure left by Dabaishang Kingdom.

The once-in-a-year storm is coming, and when the time comes, the sea of ​​sand will be lifted to reveal the treasures of the palace.

For this treasure, 14, she has been waiting for many years, and there is no room for loss!

Seeing the gradually advancing light, Jin Xiangyu withdrew her thoughts, eyes surprised.

Because that is no light, it is clearly a luxurious carriage with glass and white, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Fat sheep! Big fat sheep!"

With a "Kuai" of gold inlaid jade, it flew to the ground.