Chapter 84: The Beauty in My Arms

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It is said that although the danger of going down the mountain did not cause any trouble to Qin Hao and Zhao Chang, they were inevitably infested with mud and debris on their bodies and clothes.

How can I go out on the street with this look?

Qin Hao thought he had a big heart. He could go to war without taking a shower for three days and three nights, but it would be uncomfortable if he was a little unclean on weekdays.

To put it more clearly, when doing big things, never delay. If nothing happens, just try your best to find something for yourself.

"Why don't we forget it for today." Looking at the dirty trousers, Qin Hao was quite disappointed.

"Sir, how about I go back and get some new clothes now? It won't take a while." Zhao Chang replied.

"No."

Qin Hao knew that his legs were strong and he could go back and forth very quickly, but he was not interested today. Fortunately, he had to wait a few more days until Zhuge Xuan and the others had finished their work, so they could go and have fun together.

Then he pointed to a shack at the foot of the mountain: "Let's go and have a rest there."

The shack at the foot of the mountain was built by the monks of Jiming Temple to give the pilgrims who went up the mountain a place to rest when they were tired.

After Qin Hao and his two men entered, they found that there were quite a lot of people sitting around. There were all kinds of pickers, pastry sellers, and wooden tools sellers. They were all nearby villagers. They were close to Jiming Temple. Pilgrims eat together.

When he saw someone coming in, he didn't bother him and just nodded. Qin Hao asked for two bowls of tea and sat down to rest.

As soon as he sat down, the gossip started again.

"Let me tell you, early this morning I saw the young master of the Fang family squatting on the back hill." The picker sitting on the ground said softly.

"Which young master of the Fang family?" Someone asked curiously, "There are several families with the surname Fang near Guangming Jiming Temple, let alone the huge Jinling City. Any small family can be a young master. The Fang you are talking about What’s so special about the young master?”

That person was also the fastest. After he finished speaking, he realized that he was a mean-spirited person and was talking about "a small family." He glanced at the two people who had just entered and found that there was no movement, so he felt relieved.

They, common people, can't afford to offend anyone, and they have to be careful about what they say behind their backs.

"Fang Jing, the only son of the family of the Minister of Revenue." There is always someone who is well-informed and can answer the questions.

"Oh!" The man took a deep breath and responded, "When you said that, I remembered it."

There are many people who know Fang Jing, but the most famous one is the name of his father, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, because every time this kid does something bad, he has to take this name.

Then he asked: "Why, what is he doing in Jiming Temple?"

"No matter what he does, it's not a good thing anyway." The wooden furniture seller said angrily, "If it weren't for him last year, I would still be opening a shop in Jinling City. How could I be here."

Hearing what he said, everyone around them became curious. The carpenter had been here for several months, but they didn't know his past. They immediately asked, but the carpenter didn't say anything, but just reminded the people around him: "If there is a girl in your family, At home, it’s better not to let her hang around Jiming Temple recently, Fang Jing is famous for being a lustful ghost.”

After saying that, he packed up the wooden utensils and prepared to go home, leaving chicken feathers all over the tea shop.

If what he said is true, the girls and young ladies who went up the mountain today may not be able to get any favors.

Qin Hao on the side listened to all this and couldn't help but think of the girl he met this morning.

"Go up the mountain!"

Qin Hao drank all the tea in the bowl, left a few copper coins, and led Zhao Chang away quickly.

Her voice: Young Master, please stay. She heard it and remembered it in her heart. She is a good girl. Although she does not have any big friendship, she does not want her to suffer such an accident.

Just a few steps out of the shack, Qin Hao saw the veiled woman and Fang Jing and others chasing after her.

Seeing that she was helpless, turning around and about to throw herself to the cliff to die, Qin Hao stepped forward and held her in his arms. The warm and tender texture of the instant beauty made Qin Hao feel a little distraught.

If she is good-looking, she will definitely be a beauty Taeko!

When Li Xiangjun saw the young master, she immediately burst into tears. Regardless of the person beside her, she seemed to have never seen him. At this moment, there was only one person in Li Xiangjun's eyes, only Qin Hao's tall figure;

She was like a bird flying into the forest, and fell into Qin Hao's arms forgetfully, hugging him tightly with her arms, crying until her heart was broken, and tears fell like rain;

The fear and grievances I had suffered before seemed to be poured out at this moment.

When she threw herself into Qin Hao's arms, she was no longer the calm and chivalrous Li Xiangjun. She was like a little girl full of grievances who had found the arms of her relatives. All her strength instantly turned into tears, and into endless love. Live crying.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore, I'm here."

Seeing the pear blossoms in his arms covered with rain, Qin Hao comforted her calmly even though he didn't understand the situation.

"You bastard, you dare to hug my man, don't risk your life, put it down quickly." Seeing Li Xiangjun in the arms of another man, the key is that there is a person who is more handsome than himself, Fang Jing went down the mountain Suddenly he was furious and his hair was rustling.

When he said this, Qin Hao hugged him tighter, causing the little girl in his arms to cry softly.

Seeing this, Fang Jing was furious and immediately called to his subordinates: "Damn it, come on. If you beat him to death, it's mine."

Li Xiangjun in her arms became worried when she heard Fang Jing's words. She just wanted to see the young master, but she didn't want him to be in danger for her.

She was an orphan, and few people would feel sorry for her death, but he still had a bright future, which could not be ruined because of her involvement.

She, Li Xiangjun, could still distinguish between the important and the unimportant. She mustered up her courage and said to Qin Hao: "Young Master, go quickly, I will stop them."

Then she wanted to leave, but was hugged. Although she was happy, she knew that the situation was critical and she could not delay any longer. If those people rushed up, she would really not be able to leave, so she wanted to persuade him again.

Before she could speak, a warm voice came: "It's okay, stay well." It instantly disintegrated her will and made her continue to lean on him obediently.

The feeling of having this beauty in his arms made Qin Hao feel so happy, how could he let others destroy it? He gave Zhao Chang a look and let him deal with it himself.

He continued to experience the beauty in his arms. She was a beauty embryo. If he didn't wake up now, there would be no hope.

He looked like another sex-hungry ghost, but this one was much better than the previous one, and his methods were also very clever.

Fang Jing's followers and servants also rushed to the front at this time. They admired the young man who stole his master's woman. It was really a relief.

However, the skills under their hands were not slack at all. They pulled up their sleeves and planned to teach this man a lesson.

With the young master's promise, this guy's body will probably be thrown into the wilderness today.

Especially Gou'er rushed the most fiercely, wanting to take the first credit so that the young master could get more rewards. Unexpectedly, just when he was about to take action, a figure came in front of him in an instant.

Zhao Chang, a burly man, pounced on him like a tiger, stepped on Gou'er's right wrist without saying anything, let his five fingers spread on the ground, then drew out the sword at his waist, and rushed down with the top of the back of the sword, "bang!", and hit Gou'er's five fingers hard.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream was extremely piercing, mud was flying on the ground, and the dog's five fingers were smashed like paper, blood and flesh were blurred;

The excruciating pain made him roll on the ground, his whole body was convulsing, his eyes were wide open, and the veins on his face were bulging, like earthworms moving around, looking extremely ferocious. The shrill screams attracted people in the shed not far away to come out and watch, and the followers behind him were also scalp numb, and dared not move rashly.

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