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Chapter Twelve

"This summer!" Yang Yue shouted in shock.

The wind on the neck was as cool as a wind, and this summer, the hand slowly reached the neck, the tentacles were slippery and sticky, and again, the blood was full of hands...

"Hurry up!" Sha Xiuzhu snarled at the masked man with a terrible look, vigorously lifted Yang Yue, and rushed to hug Lu Yi's legs. Seeing that the masked man was still hesitating, he shouted again: "Go away! Don't make me sorry for the old man!"

Seemingly finally determined, the masked man threw the nine-section whip to Lu Yi, and said violently: "Lao will come back to take your dog's life!" Before the words fell, he had jumped into the river.

Lu Yiyu stepped forward, but Sha Xiuzhu firmly hugged his legs, dragging him uncomfortably, and only heard the sound of water splashing in the river.

"This summer...this summer..." Yang Yue rushed nervously in front of this summer, seeing that there was blood on her neck, and she was too panic to say something unfavorable. "You, you... what do you think?"

Hurted on the neck, he couldn't see it this summer. He could only touch it with his hands. Now he began to feel the pain. He grinned and looked at Yang Yue: "I don't know, is it dying?"

Lu Yi couldn't lift her leg, and saw that her robe was covered with blood by Sha Xiuzhu, and Yang Yue said with a loud voice: "Come here, drag him back and shut up... She's just a skin trauma, why make a fuss."

At this time, Yang Yue would listen to his instructions again, and said angrily to Lu Yi: "You almost killed her!"

Lu Yi coldly said: "First, she was suddenly pushed over by Sha Xiuzhu to block the whip for the thief; second, I had already withdrawn the internal force at the time, and her injury would not be worse than being injured by a branch The division is more serious; third, Sha Xiuzhu is the injured person. With her ability, even if she is held by him, she should be able to escape. Why did she not delay?"

Yang Yue was dumbfounded by Lu Yi...

"If I were to be her gangster, it wouldn't be too much to kill her," Lu Yi's tone was obviously bad. "She only suffered this minor injury right now, and it's my mercy."

After a short stay this summer, I couldn't help but ask, "You... haven't you said that I was with them?"

Lu Yi looked at him like an idiot. After a moment, Zhao Yangyue said impatiently: "Don't drag him back and shut him up!"

At this time, Yang Yue dared not fight anymore and stepped forward to hold Sha Xiuzhu. Seeing that the masked man had already escaped, Sha Xiuzhu was relieved for more than half. The wound on his leg was cracked. The blood almost soaked the entire leg. He could no longer resist, and Ren Yangyue dragged himself away.

Shaving his robe in disgust, Lu Yi lifted his legs and prepared to return to the cabin.

The side of this summer finally wanted to understand what was happening, and at the same time he realized that he was furious and said: "You said that at the time, just to be fair and not to bother me to death!"

Lu Yi stopped, turned her head slightly, and said lightly: "They are all family members, and the words are too white, not good."

"You..." This summer, the wound on the neck was sore, and he quickly covered it with his hand.

There was pain in the chest, knowing that it was just because the internal force was too quickly received, Lu Yiyin endured the pain, and glanced at her obliquely: "...the success is not enough, the failure is more than failure." I went straight back to the cabin.

Only this summer left on the deck, leaning his neck to cover his wounds, holding his stomach sulky, his roots tickled.

The next day, the station boat still went south. The sun was falling on the deck, and the boatman took a big brush and knelt down to scrub the blood on the deck.

The small cabin where this summer is located was filled with a strong sweet smell, completely replacing the original musty smell.

On the small table, in the thick dish, thin, long, long and crystal clear sugar wraps the golden fried potato chips, and when you look at it, it makes you happy. This summer, my heart is full of flowers, one chopsticks and one mouthful, and I am eating happily.

"...I'm going to eat this for dinner...I'm done..."

She said to Yang Yue indistinctly.

Yang Yue looked at her while holding her head, helplessly said: "You haven't finished this meal yet, do you think about the next meal?"

"Explain that you have good cooking skills, and the young man appreciates it." She took another piece, looked at the shiny gold silk with admiration, and then bit down, sweet and full of mouthful.

Someone is knocking on the door while eating.

Yang Yue got up and opened the door, respectfully said: "Father."

Seeing Yang Chengwan this summer, he hurried to stand up, but the chopsticks were still reluctant to put it down, calling out: "Boy... Have you eaten it? Are you going to try the silken potato made by Dayang?"

Yang Chengwan waved his hand and sat down, sighing in resignation, showing something to say. This summer, chopsticks are also poked with a piece of yam. The stools in the cabin were not enough, and Yang Yue had to stand.

"How is the wound?" Yang Chengwan asked her.

"It's okay, it has already begun to close." Busy this summer, "But Lu Yi is really abominable, and it is clear that we are dismounted."

Yang Chengwan stared at her and frowned, "...Since that is the case, you should converge."

"Boss, why are you still talking to him?" He refused to accept this summer and bit off the potato on the chopsticks.

Yang Yue was not convinced: "Dad, you didn't see the situation last night. He saw that it fell over this summer, and he didn't mean to stop."

"Don't know what's wrong, if he keeps his heart, will he still survive this summer, that is to frighten you. According to what you said, he instantly withdrew his internal force, which is very vulnerable to internal injuries. Today I will tell you two, yes Lord Lu must be respected, no matter how the case is investigated, the number of gifts is indispensable, remember?"

Seeing Yang Chengwan like this, this summer and Yang Yue did not dare to say anything, so they nodded.

"Where did the masked people come from last night, did you see it?" Yang Chengwan then asked.

This summer, he chewed back and thought: "The body is about seven feet and two inches; although he speaks Mandarin, he can hear the Jiangnan accent; the material that attacks Xuanyi is ice silk. He also told Sha Xiuzhu that if he got into the water, Lu Yi would not be able to hold him even if he was in the arm, which shows that this person has excellent water."

After listening, Yang Chengwan didn't speak.

"Dad, who will he be?" Yang Yue asked in a low voice. There were many gangs on the rivers and lakes. He couldn't really figure out who would intersect with Sha Xiuzhu and his brother.

Yang Chengwan said nothing, thinking all the way.

This summer thought: "Sha Xiuzhu is under General Zeng. Maybe this masked man also has a relationship with General Zeng. He will be in his early twenties, so most of his father and General Zeng have a reason."

Yang Chengwan remained silent.

"General Zeng was killed by Qiu Luan? Could it be that Qiu Luan had hatred from General Zeng?" Yang Yue asked.

Yang Chengwan shook his head: "No, Qiu Luan was instructed by Yan Song."

"General Zeng offended Yan Song?" asked curiously this summer.

"No, Yan Song and Zeng Meng have no grievances or enmity. The person he really wants to harm is not Zeng Meng."

"But he obviously hurt Zeng Milling," this summer was confused, and he became more and more confused: "Boss, you are confusing us, who is he who wants to harm?"

"Xia Yan."

Yang Yue knew this person: "He was the first assistant before Yan Song."

"You should know what it is for the general to make friends with his neighbors," Yang Chengwan said slowly. "Qiu Luan's complaint is that Zeng Milling made the first assistant Xia Yan."

This summer was silent with Yang Yue, they naturally knew. It is one of the most taboo things for the saints to make close friends, because it means that the conspiracy is wrong, and it is suspected of committing chaos. Being accused of such a crime can only be said to be mortal.

Xia Yan, the word Gongjin, a native of Guixi, Jiangxi Province, was a scholar in the 12th year of Zhengde. In the seven years of Jiajing, he spoke with the officials, and was appreciated by Sejong. Ten years in Jiajing, he served as the assistant to the left. In the fifteenth year of Jiajing, the prince of Yingwu Yingdian was enrolled in the aircraft service, and soon became the first assistant. Twenty-seven years in Jiajing, framed by the border and abandoned the city. Wife Su Liu Guangxi, from his son master Cheng Cheng, from Sun Shangbao Cheng Zhaoqing, cut the citizenship for the people. At the time of death, sixty to seven years.

Speaking from the slight cold, heroic and talented, cross-cutting and arguing, no one can bend, although in the sea of ​​eunuchs, he still cares about the world and has people in mind.

Words of death, Song disaster to the world.