Chapter 500: 500
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The young boy and the middle-aged scholar came to Huakui's door, but the tortoise man said, "I've seen Mr. Zhou."
However, Duke Zhou didn't pay attention to the tortoise, but stared at Song Yan with a poor face: "who are you? Do you want to be the guest of the house of Su Niang when you are born with such a purpose of swerting head mouse? "
"What is it, not what is it?" Song inkstone is light.
Mr. Zhou sneered a little more: "just get out of here, don't let me throw you down!"
At this time, the two servants of Duke Zhou came up and stared at Song Yan. As soon as the prince ordered, they would throw people away.
"Then you can try." Song Yan glanced at the two servants lightly, seemingly disdaining the way.
Mr. Zhou could not help being annoyed. He said coldly, "somehow, Ah Da, ah Er broke this guy's hands and feet and threw him out of Tianxiang tower. He dare to fight with me for a woman. He's really impatient!"
One side of the turtle man's face hesitated, and finally bit his teeth and said: "Mr. Zhou, I don't know your reputation, please let him go. I'll drive him away. I hope you don't care about him."
"Pa!"
Duke Zhou slapped his hands on the turtle's face and shouted, "you mean, can you take part in my son's business?"
"Poo Tong!"
Guigong quickly fell to his knees and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "son Zhou, spare your life. I know my mistake."
"Get out of here!" Mr. Zhou put his foot on Mr. GUI.
"Yes, yes, the little one is going!" Guigong looks at Song Yan apologetically and leaves in a hurry.
While the two servants reached out one hand to catch song Yan's shoulder, grinning and exerting their strength gradually, but they planned to break his shoulder blade.
"You can't live if you do it yourself!"
Song Yan lightly said a sentence, clapped two palms between his hands, and immediately, the bodies of the two servants flew out like a broken kite, and fell on the end of the corridor on the third floor, unaware of life and death.
See, childe Zhou and the middle-aged scholar were shocked.
All of a sudden, song Yan walked towards Mr. Zhou. The other side subconsciously backed away and pointed at him and said: "you You Do you know who I am? "
As soon as he got hold of it, song Yan grabbed Mr. Zhou's neck and raised his hand to give him a big ear scraper: "people don't offend me, I don't. when you bully me, you should think that you will be bullied by me!"
Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Mr. Zhou shouted angrily, "you are presumptuous. My father is the head of cangyang Prefecture. You can let me go now, or you will die!"
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Song Yan slapped Zhou Gongzi two times in succession.
"Asshole, I want to kill..."
"Pa Pa Pa Pa!"
Song Yan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and gave him a few big mouths and slaps. Mr. Zhou's cheeks, who was pretty, had become puffy, and there was no appearance of half being pretty.
I didn't expect that this week, the young man was still very tough. He even ate a few big mouths and dared to continue threatening song Yan.
"You have a kind of Kill me, or I will break you up and feed the dog! "
"Since you want to die, I'll do it!" Song Yan clasps Mr. Zhou's hand and makes a sudden effort. At first, he doesn't want to argue with the other side, but the other side wants to provoke him again and again. Don't say the son of the Lord of the mansion. Even the Lord of the mansion dares to kill him.
At this time, Huakui's door suddenly opened, and he saw Mr. Zhou, who was about to die on Song Yan's hand, and the two women in the door were frightened.
"Stop it, young man!"
"Bang!"
Song Yan threw the son of Zhou, who had become a dead dog, on the ground and said coldly, "for Huakui's sake, spare your life!"
"Thank you for your kindness!"
The pleading woman bowed to song Yan and said sincerely that if the Lord's son died in Tianxiang tower, I'm afraid the whole Tianxiang tower would suffer. Especially, Mr. Zhou died because she was the flower head who was jealous. She couldn't get well. She didn't know how to make it. So, she really appreciated song Yan for this worship.
The middle-aged scholar was scared to be silly at the moment when song Yan put out his hand. This time, he just came back to his senses. He rushed up to help Mr. Zhou up and said, "are you OK, Mr. Zhou?"
"Take me out of here!" At last, Mr. Zhou didn't continue to be a fool, but before he left, he could not help but look at Song inkstone bitterly.
"Young master, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape when the government troops arrive." "Vegetable Niang one face sincerely reminds a way.
Smell speech, song Yan didn't speak, but rather curious to look at this flower head, melon seed face, willow leaf eyebrow, the end is beautiful, her face is faint white, I don't know whether it's frightening, or born like this, however, it's a little more tender and weak, people can't help but have a heart of care.
Feeling song Yan's naked eyes, Su Niang was ashamed in her heart, and there was a faint faint faint on her pretty face. Somehow, she could not bear any disgust in the face of this childe's eyes. You know, those men used to look at her, and she was disgusted.Yes, this young man has pure eyes and no evil thoughts. Unlike other men, he would like to swallow her as soon as he sees her. He is a hungry wolf.
"Don't look at it, young master. Hurry up. It's too late if you don't go any more." Su Niang couldn't help urging.
"When the peony dies, it's romantic to be a ghost." Song Yan said with a smile, but in his tone he made a little laugh.
"Young man, you..." Su Niang is about to cry. When is it? You are still in the mood to talk and laugh. But then her eyes are bright. She recited the sentence "dead peony is a ghost" in her heart. She suddenly understood the meaning of song Yan's poem. She was ashamed and happy, but more worried about song Yan.
Next moment, she looked at Song Yan with pleading eyes: "young master, your mind is in the mind of Su Niang. Please go quickly, otherwise, it's too late. It's su Niang's begging!"
This vegetable Niang lets oneself leave again and again, song Yan is to give birth to some kind of good feeling, smile way: "you are really a kind girl, don't you think, if I left, that week childe in the case that can't find me, won't vent anger to you?"
"This...?" Su Niang's face turned white again, but immediately she showed a resolute color: "although you are going, you are just a weak woman. I think you will not embarrass me that week."
Song Yan thought with a smile: "how can a big husband make a woman embarrassed? What's more, I haven't answered the couplet of Su Niang yet. How can I leave?"
Just then, a rush of footsteps came, and then a middle-aged man rushed up to the third floor with a group of thugs carrying sticks.
When Su Niang saw this, she could not help shaking her body. This leading middle-aged man was in charge of tianxianglou. The son of the Lord of the mansion was beaten. Tianxianglou wanted to stay out of the trouble. The best way is to catch the murderer who beat the son of the Lord of the mansion and give it to the Lord.
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The young boy and the middle-aged scholar came to Huakui's door, but the tortoise man said, "I've seen Mr. Zhou."
However, Duke Zhou didn't pay attention to the tortoise, but stared at Song Yan with a poor face: "who are you? Do you want to be the guest of the house of Su Niang when you are born with such a purpose of swerting head mouse? "
"What is it, not what is it?" Song inkstone is light.
Mr. Zhou sneered a little more: "just get out of here, don't let me throw you down!"
At this time, the two servants of Duke Zhou came up and stared at Song Yan. As soon as the prince ordered, they would throw people away.
"Then you can try." Song Yan glanced at the two servants lightly, seemingly disdaining the way.
Mr. Zhou could not help being annoyed. He said coldly, "somehow, Ah Da, ah Er broke this guy's hands and feet and threw him out of Tianxiang tower. He dare to fight with me for a woman. He's really impatient!"
One side of the turtle man's face hesitated, and finally bit his teeth and said: "Mr. Zhou, I don't know your reputation, please let him go. I'll drive him away. I hope you don't care about him."
"Pa!"
Duke Zhou slapped his hands on the turtle's face and shouted, "you mean, can you take part in my son's business?"
"Poo Tong!"
Guigong quickly fell to his knees and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "son Zhou, spare your life. I know my mistake."
"Get out of here!" Mr. Zhou put his foot on Mr. GUI.
"Yes, yes, the little one is going!" Guigong looks at Song Yan apologetically and leaves in a hurry.
While the two servants reached out one hand to catch song Yan's shoulder, grinning and exerting their strength gradually, but they planned to break his shoulder blade.
"You can't live if you do it yourself!"
Song Yan lightly said a sentence, clapped two palms between his hands, and immediately, the bodies of the two servants flew out like a broken kite, and fell on the end of the corridor on the third floor, unaware of life and death.
See, childe Zhou and the middle-aged scholar were shocked.
All of a sudden, song Yan walked towards Mr. Zhou. The other side subconsciously backed away and pointed at him and said: "you You Do you know who I am? "
As soon as he got hold of it, song Yan grabbed Mr. Zhou's neck and raised his hand to give him a big ear scraper: "people don't offend me, I don't. when you bully me, you should think that you will be bullied by me!"
Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Mr. Zhou shouted angrily, "you are presumptuous. My father is the head of cangyang Prefecture. You can let me go now, or you will die!"
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Song Yan slapped Zhou Gongzi two times in succession.
"Asshole, I want to kill..."
"Pa Pa Pa Pa!"
Song Yan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and gave him a few big mouths and slaps. Mr. Zhou's cheeks, who was pretty, had become puffy, and there was no appearance of half being pretty.
I didn't expect that this week, the young man was still very tough. He even ate a few big mouths and dared to continue threatening song Yan.
"You have a kind of Kill me, or I will break you up and feed the dog! "
"Since you want to die, I'll do it!" Song Yan clasps Mr. Zhou's hand and makes a sudden effort. At first, he doesn't want to argue with the other side, but the other side wants to provoke him again and again. Don't say the son of the Lord of the mansion. Even the Lord of the mansion dares to kill him.
At this time, Huakui's door suddenly opened, and he saw Mr. Zhou, who was about to die on Song Yan's hand, and the two women in the door were frightened.
"Stop it, young man!"
"Bang!"
Song Yan threw the son of Zhou, who had become a dead dog, on the ground and said coldly, "for Huakui's sake, spare your life!"
"Thank you for your kindness!"
The pleading woman bowed to song Yan and said sincerely that if the Lord's son died in Tianxiang tower, I'm afraid the whole Tianxiang tower would suffer. Especially, Mr. Zhou died because she was the flower head who was jealous. She couldn't get well. She didn't know how to make it. So, she really appreciated song Yan for this worship.
The middle-aged scholar was scared to be silly at the moment when song Yan put out his hand. This time, he just came back to his senses. He rushed up to help Mr. Zhou up and said, "are you OK, Mr. Zhou?"
"Take me out of here!" At last, Mr. Zhou didn't continue to be a fool, but before he left, he could not help but look at Song inkstone bitterly.
"Young master, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape when the government troops arrive." "Vegetable Niang one face sincerely reminds a way.
Smell speech, song Yan didn't speak, but rather curious to look at this flower head, melon seed face, willow leaf eyebrow, the end is beautiful, her face is faint white, I don't know whether it's frightening, or born like this, however, it's a little more tender and weak, people can't help but have a heart of care.
Feeling song Yan's naked eyes, Su Niang was ashamed in her heart, and there was a faint faint faint on her pretty face. Somehow, she could not bear any disgust in the face of this childe's eyes. You know, those men used to look at her, and she was disgusted.Yes, this young man has pure eyes and no evil thoughts. Unlike other men, he would like to swallow her as soon as he sees her. He is a hungry wolf.
"Don't look at it, young master. Hurry up. It's too late if you don't go any more." Su Niang couldn't help urging.
"When the peony dies, it's romantic to be a ghost." Song Yan said with a smile, but in his tone he made a little laugh.
"Young man, you..." Su Niang is about to cry. When is it? You are still in the mood to talk and laugh. But then her eyes are bright. She recited the sentence "dead peony is a ghost" in her heart. She suddenly understood the meaning of song Yan's poem. She was ashamed and happy, but more worried about song Yan.
Next moment, she looked at Song Yan with pleading eyes: "young master, your mind is in the mind of Su Niang. Please go quickly, otherwise, it's too late. It's su Niang's begging!"
This vegetable Niang lets oneself leave again and again, song Yan is to give birth to some kind of good feeling, smile way: "you are really a kind girl, don't you think, if I left, that week childe in the case that can't find me, won't vent anger to you?"
"This...?" Su Niang's face turned white again, but immediately she showed a resolute color: "although you are going, you are just a weak woman. I think you will not embarrass me that week."
Song Yan thought with a smile: "how can a big husband make a woman embarrassed? What's more, I haven't answered the couplet of Su Niang yet. How can I leave?"
Just then, a rush of footsteps came, and then a middle-aged man rushed up to the third floor with a group of thugs carrying sticks.
When Su Niang saw this, she could not help shaking her body. This leading middle-aged man was in charge of tianxianglou. The son of the Lord of the mansion was beaten. Tianxianglou wanted to stay out of the trouble. The best way is to catch the murderer who beat the son of the Lord of the mansion and give it to the Lord.
The young boy and the middle-aged scholar came to Huakui's door, but the tortoise man said, "I've seen Mr. Zhou." However, Duke Zhou didn't pay attention to the tortoise, but stared at Song Yan with a poor face: "who are you? Do you want to be the guest of the house of Su Niang when you are born with such a purpose of swerting head mouse? " "What is it, not what is it?" Song inkstone is light. Mr. Zhou sneered a little more: "just get out of here, don't let me throw you down!" At this time, the two servants of Duke Zhou came up and stared at Song Yan. As soon as the prince ordered, they would throw people away. "Then you can try." Song Yan glanced at the two servants lightly, seemingly disdaining the way. Mr. Zhou could not help being annoyed. He said coldly, "somehow, Ah Da, ah Er broke this guy's hands and feet and threw him out of Tianxiang tower. He dare to fight with me for a woman. He's really impatient!" One side of the turtle man's face hesitated, and finally bit his teeth and said: "Mr. Zhou, I don't know your reputation, please let him go. I'll drive him away. I hope you don't care about him." "Pa!" Duke Zhou slapped his hands on the turtle's face and shouted, "you mean, can you take part in my son's business?" "Poo Tong!" Guigong quickly fell to his knees and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "son Zhou, spare your life. I know my mistake." "Get out of here!" Mr. Zhou put his foot on Mr. GUI. "Yes, yes, the little one is going!" Guigong looks at Song Yan apologetically and leaves in a hurry. While the two servants reached out one hand to catch song Yan's shoulder, grinning and exerting their strength gradually, but they planned to break his shoulder blade. "You can't live if you do it yourself!" Song Yan lightly said a sentence, clapped two palms between his hands, and immediately, the bodies of the two servants flew out like a broken kite, and fell on the end of the corridor on the third floor, unaware of life and death. See, childe Zhou and the middle-aged scholar were shocked. All of a sudden, song Yan walked towards Mr. Zhou. The other side subconsciously backed away and pointed at him and said: "you You Do you know who I am? " As soon as he got hold of it, song Yan grabbed Mr. Zhou's neck and raised his hand to give him a big ear scraper: "people don't offend me, I don't. when you bully me, you should think that you will be bullied by me!" Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Mr. Zhou shouted angrily, "you are presumptuous. My father is the head of cangyang Prefecture. You can let me go now, or you will die!" "Pa Pa Pa!" Song Yan slapped Zhou Gongzi two times in succession. "Asshole, I want to kill..." "Pa Pa Pa Pa!" Song Yan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and gave him a few big mouths and slaps. Mr. Zhou's cheeks, who was pretty, had become puffy, and there was no appearance of half being pretty. I didn't expect that this week, the young man was still very tough. He even ate a few big mouths and dared to continue threatening song Yan. "You have a kind of Kill me, or I will break you up and feed the dog! " "Since you want to die, I'll do it!" Song Yan clasps Mr. Zhou's hand and makes a sudden effort. At first, he doesn't want to argue with the other side, but the other side wants to provoke him again and again. Don't say the son of the Lord of the mansion. Even the Lord of the mansion dares to kill him. At this time, Huakui's door suddenly opened, and he saw Mr. Zhou, who was about to die on Song Yan's hand, and the two women in the door were frightened. "Stop it, young man!" "Bang!" Song Yan threw the son of Zhou, who had become a dead dog, on the ground and said coldly, "for Huakui's sake, spare your life!" "Thank you for your kindness!" The pleading woman bowed to song Yan and said sincerely that if the Lord's son died in Tianxiang tower, I'm afraid the whole Tianxiang tower would suffer. Especially, Mr. Zhou died because she was the flower head who was jealous. She couldn't get well. She didn't know how to make it. So, she really appreciated song Yan for this worship. The middle-aged scholar was scared to be silly at the moment when song Yan put out his hand. This time, he just came back to his senses. He rushed up to help Mr. Zhou up and said, "are you OK, Mr. Zhou?" "Take me out of here!" At last, Mr. Zhou didn't continue to be a fool, but before he left, he could not help but look at Song inkstone bitterly. "Young master, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape when the government troops arrive." "Vegetable Niang one face sincerely reminds a way. Smell speech, song Yan didn't speak, but rather curious to look at this flower head, melon seed face, willow leaf eyebrow, the end is beautiful, her face is faint white, I don't know whether it's frightening, or born like this, however, it's a little more tender and weak, people can't help but have a heart of care. Feeling song Yan's naked eyes, Su Niang was ashamed in her heart, and there was a faint faint faint on her pretty face. Somehow, she could not bear any disgust in the face of this childe's eyes. You know, those men used to look at her, and she was disgusted.Yes, this young man has pure eyes and no evil thoughts. Unlike other men, he would like to swallow her as soon as he sees her. He is a hungry wolf. "Don't look at it, young master. Hurry up. It's too late if you don't go any more." Su Niang couldn't help urging. "When the peony dies, it's romantic to be a ghost." Song Yan said with a smile, but in his tone he made a little laugh. "Young man, you..." Su Niang is about to cry. When is it? You are still in the mood to talk and laugh. But then her eyes are bright. She recited the sentence "dead peony is a ghost" in her heart. She suddenly understood the meaning of song Yan's poem. She was ashamed and happy, but more worried about song Yan. Next moment, she looked at Song Yan with pleading eyes: "young master, your mind is in the mind of Su Niang. Please go quickly, otherwise, it's too late. It's su Niang's begging!" This vegetable Niang lets oneself leave again and again, song Yan is to give birth to some kind of good feeling, smile way: "you are really a kind girl, don't you think, if I left, that week childe in the case that can't find me, won't vent anger to you?" "This...?" Su Niang's face turned white again, but immediately she showed a resolute color: "although you are going, you are just a weak woman. I think you will not embarrass me that week." Song Yan thought with a smile: "how can a big husband make a woman embarrassed? What's more, I haven't answered the couplet of Su Niang yet. How can I leave?" Just then, a rush of footsteps came, and then a middle-aged man rushed up to the third floor with a group of thugs carrying sticks. When Su Niang saw this, she could not help shaking her body. This leading middle-aged man was in charge of tianxianglou. The son of the Lord of the mansion was beaten. Tianxianglou wanted to stay out of the trouble. The best way is to catch the murderer who beat the son of the Lord of the mansion and give it to the Lord.
