Chapter 240

Plum Fragrance Garden.

In the study, the heating was overflowing and the cigarette smoke was curling.

Miss Qin, dressed in a plain white dress, sat in front of the desk, frowning slightly, listening to Luo Qingzhou's words carefully, with a serious expression on her face.

Luo Qingzhou stood aside and whispered.

Qiu'er stood at the door, looking at the shoes on the ground, sighed inaudibly, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhu'er had a cold face and practiced flying knives in the courtyard.

The flying knives were moving faster and faster, hitting the bull's eye more and more times, and the force was getting more and more fierce.

"Unfaithful man, go to hell!"

When Luo Qingzhou came out of the house, he heard her muttering.

Qiu'er squatted on the ground, helped him put on his shoes, looked up at him, moved her lips, and wanted to say something but stopped.

She didn't say it until he left the courtyard.

"Qiu'er, let's go to my second brother." Qin Weimo's soft voice came from the study. Qiu'er quickly agreed, went into the study, went over to help her get her coat, and helped her up. In the courtyard, Zhu'er immediately collected all the flying knives and hid them in the moon room. Luo Qingzhou took Xia Chan out of the door. He quietly went out from the back door. In the secluded courtyard, in front of the girl next to him, he took out the mask and put it on his face, took off his loose Confucian robe, and put on a blue slim-fitting long gown. Then he turned around and looked at her and said, "Do you still know your son-in-law?" Xia Chan looked at him in a daze and shook her head. Luo Qingzhou took out a small blue long gown from the storage bag, handed it to her, and said, "Yours, put it on." Xia Chan took a look, hesitated for a moment, took it, and put it on. Although it was a small size, it still looked very loose on her slender body, making her look even more fragile.

The girl was not short, but her bones were very thin, which made her face small and thin, and she looked very weak and thin. If there was a trace of sickly paleness on her cheeks, she would probably be comparable to Miss Qin Er.

However, who would have thought that she was a master who could kill with one sword?

"Chanchan, can you leave the sword with me first? Holding a sword, walking on the road is too ostentatious, which is not conducive to our action this time."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

He knew that the sword in the girl's hand was never left, even when she was sleeping, she held it in her hand.

Only those few nights when she was planting flowers in the garden did she put it behind her.

This girl lacked a sense of security since she was a child.

The sword in her hand was her only support.

Now that she was out, there were so many people on the street, she would definitely be nervous and uneasy. Only holding her sword would she feel more at ease.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter..."

Just as Luo Qingzhou was about to give up, the sword in the girl's hand was already in front of him, and she looked at him calmly.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, took the sword, put it in the storage bag, looked at her and said, "Thank you."

Thank you for her obedience, and thank you for her trust.

Luo Qingzhou took her out of the alley.

Walking on the busy street, the hawkers' shouts came one after another, and pedestrians were bustling.

Luo Qingzhou felt the nervousness of the girl beside him, hesitated for a moment, reached out, held her somewhat cold little hand, led her, and continued to walk forward.

The girl was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at him, without speaking or struggling, and quietly approached him.

The two, one tall and one short, wearing the same blue gown, holding hands, like a silent couple, walked through the crowd tacitly.

The afternoon sun was a little lazy.

The wind blew, bringing the aroma of wine hidden in the alley and the aroma of cakes on the roadside stalls.

"Tanghulu, Tanghulu..."

A vendor called out.

Luo Qingzhou took a look, took the girl beside him and walked over, bought a string and handed it to her.

The girl stretched out her other hand to take it, without saying anything.

The two held hands and continued to walk forward.

When they reached the arch bridge leading in and out of the inner city, they stopped at the same time.

Luo Qingzhou took her and walked to the bridge, looked at the bridge hole below, and said: "Chanchan, do you remember that night?"

The girl beside him had a Tanghulu in her mouth, her cheeks puffed up slightly, blinked her eyes, and swallowed hard.

After a while, Fang said: "Yeah."

Luo Qingzhou recalled the scene of the two hiding under the bridge hole and leaning on each other on that stormy night, and said softly: "Chanchan..."

"Hmm?"

The girl's pink lips were stained with sparkling sugar juice, her head tilted slightly, and her dark and clear eyes looked at him.

Under the bright sunshine, the face with the mask was ordinary, not as pretty as before, but it still made her dazed.

"Your feet are so beautiful."

Luo Qingzhou held back for a long time, but he finally said this, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and took her to continue walking forward.

Forget it, when I go back, I will throw away the two books that disturbed his mind.

However, when I recalled what happened that night just now, under the dark and cold bridge hole, next to the warm and jumping bonfire, the pair of white feet of the girl who took off her stockings was indeed an unforgettable scenery that night.

Cute girls are cute everywhere, aren't they?

Xia Chan was led by him, turned her head to look at the expression on his face, the look in her eyes moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Entered the outer city.

The streets of the outer city were obviously much dirtier and messier.

The houses were dilapidated and there were few shops.

There were also more beggars.

Many pedestrians were pale and thin, and it was obvious that they had trouble even eating.

However, even in the poorest places, there were brothels.

Luo Qingzhou led Xia Chan and just crossed a street when he saw a beautifully decorated brothel.

At the door and upstairs stood charming women wearing light gauze and gorgeous clothes. The quality was obviously much worse than that of the Tianxian Building in the inner city.

"Sir, sir! Come in and have fun. It's free for the first time! We have fat and thin, tall and short, big and small, white and black, young and beautiful girls, sexy and charming women, and old women with charm. We have everything..."

Luo Qingzhou just led Xia Chan through the door when a woman came over with a small round fan in her hand, twisting her hair and shaking it, and introduced enthusiastically.

But Xia Chan just turned her head and looked at her, and she immediately shut up.

Crossed several more streets.

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Luo Qingzhou led her to the alley in front, looked at the beggar leaning against the wall at the entrance of the alley, and whispered: "Chanchan, we are here, be careful later, run if you can't beat him, with your speed, no one can catch up. Don't worry about me, I run faster than you."

Xia Chan clenched her empty palms and said nothing.

Luo Qingzhou led her to the beggar, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and threw it into the bowl in front of him.

The beggar immediately reached out to pick up the silver from the bowl, and hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."

The moment he bowed his head to thank him, Luo Qingzhou's hand flashed with a cold light, and the sharp dagger pierced his neck with a "swish".

The beggar's body froze, his mouth opened wide, and before he could raise his head, Luo Qingzhou grabbed his clothes, looked around, and dragged him directly into the alley and threw him into a pile of garbage.

"Chanchan, here."

Luo Qingzhou took out the sword from the storage bag, handed it to the girl beside him, and reminded again: "Be careful, don't be stubborn, run away if you can't beat it, do you hear me?"

The girl nodded slightly.

Luo Qingzhou took her into the depths of the alley and came to the outside of the courtyard wall of a small courtyard with ease.

"Wait a minute, watch me."

Luo Qingzhou stood at the corner of the wall, and immediately left his body and went in to investigate the situation.

The few people were still hiding in the dark woodshed, talking in low voices.

But there seemed to be one person missing in the house. After a closer look, the old man surnamed Mei from Chengguo Mansion was gone.

Luo Qingzhou was suspicious, and immediately flew to other houses carefully to look for him, but he couldn't find him.

Could he have entered the inner city in advance?

He searched the entire courtyard carefully again, and after seeing that there was no other abnormality, he made a prompt decision and floated out immediately, his spirit returning to his body.

"Move!"

Luo Qingzhou jumped and jumped directly from the courtyard wall.

Then he stuck to the wall and approached the woodshed silently. He turned his head and looked behind him. Xia Chan had followed him silently.

"Guard the door."

Luo Qingzhou pointed, then jumped, jumped onto the courtyard wall next to him, and climbed up the low roof of the woodshed along the courtyard wall.

Suddenly, the voice of the middle-aged man from the Song family came from the house: "There's someone on the roof!"

"Bang!"

A loud bang!

Luo Qingzhou punched down suddenly, smashing a big hole in the fragile green tile roof, and then a cold light flashed in his hand, and a large bag of lime powder was thrown down with a "puff" sound!

In the narrow woodshed, white powder was scattered all over the sky.

Several people reacted slowly and were immediately covered with it.

"Get out!"

Song Yan shouted anxiously, and with a "bang", he was the first to break out of the door!

"Shua!"

A cold light instantly pierced his throat!

Song Yan's face changed drastically, and it was too late to dodge. He had to raise his hand to protect his throat and grasped the sharp sword tip!

A pain suddenly came!

Taking this opportunity, he immediately dodged and jumped out.

At this moment, his palm had been pierced by the sword, and blood was dripping.

However, he narrowly avoided the fatal blow, and his robe swelled up immediately, and his fists smashed forward with a "bang"!

The two Zhangs had already rushed out of the woodshed.

The young man and woman from the Song family followed them, and just as they were about to rush out, a slender black shadow suddenly flew out of the white air behind them, and with a "swish" sound, it instantly pierced through the calves of the two!

The two screamed "ah" and fell to the ground at the door with a "thump".

The two were about to stand up with gritted teeth, and the slender black shadow suddenly "swish" and quickly spun several times, and instantly cut off one of their feet!

The two screamed again.

The slender black shadow suddenly flew onto the roof and disappeared.

"Boom!"

The two men from the Zhang family who came to the yard and were about to besiege Xia Chan suddenly heard a blast above their heads. Their faces changed immediately. Just as they looked up, a huge fist suddenly fell from the sky. With a "bang", one of the men's heads exploded!

The man next to him was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he slashed with the sword in his hand.

It was a pity that he was not strong enough, and his sword speed was not as fast as the girl next to him.

"Boom!"

Another punch came down, breaking his ribs directly, knocking him out, and hitting the wall not far away, and he fainted on the spot.

In a blink of an eye, the four young men and women in the martial arts realm were lying on the ground, one dead and three injured.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the middle-aged man from the Song family who was punching fiercely. When he was about to go up to help, his heart suddenly jumped, and he turned around and punched.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force suddenly hit his fist!

With a "crack", his arm was broken on the spot, and then his whole body was hit by the huge force and flew backwards, falling under the corner of the wall in the distance.

He endured the severe pain and looked up. The old man surnamed Mei in a gray robe suddenly appeared without knowing when!

"Boom!"

The old man surnamed Mei didn't even look at him, and immediately punched the girl who was swinging the sword fiercely!

Two martial artists, one in the middle stage of martial artists, and the other in the early stage of martial artists, besieged the girl who was swinging the sword very quickly.

But even so, the middle-aged man named Song Yan from the Song family was still hit by another sword on the shoulder, and blood gurgled out.

The old man surnamed Mei punched the girl and sent her flying. Then he followed up with a few more punches, saying, "Brother Song, step back. I'll take care of the girl. Go and finish off the guy in the corner!"

"Okay, thank you, Brother Mei."

Song Yan withdrew from the fight, touched the wound on his shoulder, and glanced at the girl who was drawing the sword very quickly. A trace of fear appeared on his face. He immediately turned around, clenched his fist, and walked to the corner with a ferocious look on his face.

Luo Qingzhou had a broken arm and blood on the back of his hand. He was sitting in the corner, enduring the pain and holding his arm with his other hand. When he saw him walking quickly, his face changed.

"Shua!"

The sword in Xia Chan's hand suddenly became faster. He ignored the fist in front of him at any time. His figure flashed and swept towards Song Yan who was walking towards him.

"Bang!"

The old man surnamed Mei took the opportunity to punch her in the back, but she didn't dodge or give way. She stared at the figure closely. At the moment when she was punched in the back, she "swooshed" and rushed up at the speed of teleportation!

"Brother Song, be careful!"

The old man surnamed Mei's face changed and he shouted urgently.

Song Yan already felt something was wrong and was about to dodge urgently, but he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck!

The sharp sword went straight through his entire neck!

He never thought that the speed of this girl would suddenly reach this point!

He had no time to react!

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