Tao Niang was originally arrogant and disdainful to look at Yingping, but she glanced at the denomination of the bank note in Yingping's hand, and she couldn't help being shocked. If she was shocked by Yingping's mysterious identity before, then this time she She was really excited. Not to mention being able to get rid of the 'trouble' Zhitang, the amount of the banknote was higher than she expected. If it weren't for the special instructions given to Zhitang by the Dadong family, she would not be able to get away with it today. He actually became the master.
Although she was very excited when faced with this great temptation, Tao Niang still remained calm in her heart. This was entirely out of awe for her big boss.
Seeing that Tao Niang was still refusing to give her recovery, Ying Ping looked very impatient and shouted: "Can you please tell me something! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here. If you, Tao Mom, can take the initiative, do it now." If you can't do it, call your boss over to me——"
As soon as these words came out, the man standing behind Momo couldn't help it. He had been suppressing his temper since Yingping came over, and now he seems to be unable to suppress it. This man was saved by the Dadong family when he was in poverty, so he greatly missed the Dadong family's kindness. After working with the Dadong family for several years, the Dadong family saw that he had some cultivation skills and asked him to come to the workshop to take care of him. Seeing that Yingping looked arrogant and disrespectful to his master, he was naturally very angry.
The man no longer cared about Tao Niang's attitude, after all, he was not Tao Niang's subordinate. I saw him rushing forward fiercely, pointing at Yingping and saying: "Are you messing around here? Don't think that being polite to you is just to give you face! The boss has said that only he can make the final decision on Miss Tang's affairs. It will be the same even if the King of Heaven comes!"
Seeing that someone with a bad temper finally stood up, Yingping couldn't help but cheer up, but his eyes still showed a hint of provocation and disdain, and said: "Your big boss? I think... Is it just someone's dog?"
"you--"
The man exploded completely, clenching his fists and rushing towards Yingping. Yingping was still smiling, as if he was looking forward to this moment.
Zhitang, who was standing aside, was so frightened that her face turned pale. Although she knew that Ye Changshan was hiding something secretly, she still couldn't help but worry about Yingping when faced with the man who pounced on him as fiercely as a beast.
"Young Master is a romantic figure after all. It seems that these two years of keeping a low profile have not worn away all his energy! To get angry and become a beauty? It's really admirable——"
Just when Yingping was about to have a conflict with the man, suddenly a strange and familiar voice came from the crowd. The voice was so strange that even before seeing the person's appearance, it was impossible to tell whether the person was male or female.
Hearing this voice, Yingping was confused at first, because he was extremely sure that this person was not someone he dealt with on a daily basis, but deep in his mind, he felt an inexplicable familiarity with this voice, and the tone of this person's words just now was also... It's like meeting an old friend reunited after a long absence.
Yingping turned around and saw a heroic young man standing in the crowd with a smile on his face. Yingping was slightly startled because he didn't know when this man appeared here.
The crowd of people watching seemed to be waking up from a dream. When everyone came back to their senses, they found that such a person suddenly appeared among them. The reason why I say "abrupt" is because the image of this person appearing in front of everyone is too "weird" - in the middle of summer when the weather is dry, it is okay to go out with an oil-paper umbrella, but now I still carry one inside the house. Why is the umbrella held on the head? If it weren't for the handsome demeanor of this young man, everyone would doubt whether there was something wrong with his mind.
Looking at this man, Ye Changshan also fell into a brief doubt. I wonder if he was affected by the old man's words, "holding an umbrella in the house gathers yin energy". Ye Changshan felt a kind of femininity from this young man holding an umbrella. .
"Young Master Ying, long time no see——"
Just when everyone was confused, the umbrella man spoke again.
When he heard someone calling him 'Young Master Ying', Yingping's eyes became more confused. Could it be that he is really a noble person and forgets things? Forgot this person you once dealt with? He raised his head and took a closer look at this familiar young master. The moment his eyes collided with this young master's, a lingering figure lurking in his heart overlapped with it!
correct! it's him!
That startling look back at the gate of Fenghao Academy, that smile that is always intriguing, that gaze that seems to be able to see right through you! Who is it if it's not the person in front of me? Facing him again after several years, Yingping still felt like he had nothing to hide.
On a hot summer day, a chill comes from the back of my neck! What followed was a deep uneasiness.
Seeing that Yingping seemed to recognize him, Mr. Wenhe walked towards the steps with a smile.
Looking at the strange young man approaching Yingping step by step, Ye Changshan did not block Yingping like before. Somehow, facing such an extremely gentle person, Ye Changshan seemed to fall into some kind of confusion, like facing a well-behaved kitten that no one could refuse. Not only would you not drive it away, Instead, I wanted to lean in and get close to him.
Young Master Wen He walked lightly, and when he was less than three feet away from Ying Ping, she suddenly showed off her feet, and then her whole body jumped up from the ground, really as strong and powerful as a cat. When Mr. Wen He was flying in the air, the paper umbrella in her hand slowly fell to the ground due to the resistance of the wind.
The paper umbrella floating in the air attracted almost everyone's attention, because the green and ink landscape painting depicted on the paper umbrella was painted by a famous artist at first glance. The smoke covered the green mountains and the mist covered the blue waves. It was a beautiful waterscape in the south of the Yangtze River. The mountain pass in the northwest is steep, and it was the first time for everyone present to see such beautiful scenery. The paper umbrella is swaying, and the fishing boat on the river in the painting seems to be swaying with it, which is really fascinating.
Ye Changshan was no exception. His eyes had completely shifted from Mr. Wen He to the ink paintings on the paper umbrella. But just as Ye Changshan was intoxicated by it, a bright light suddenly flashed——
After all, Ye Changshan was a royal guard responsible for protecting Ying's safety. He instinctively noticed this unusual and dazzling light and forced himself to bring his mind back to reality. When Ye Changshan saw everything in front of him clearly again, a feeling of something terrible suddenly spread throughout his body. A chill ran down his spine and his pupils shrank extremely!
At some point, this weird young man had an extremely sharp Miao knife in his hand! And his target was none other than Ying Ping, who was standing on the steps with a frightened look on his face! It was as if the well-behaved kitten just now suddenly turned into a cheetah with its fangs and claws exposed!
Seeing this scene, Ye Changshan was so frightened that he lost six of his seven souls. He couldn't think too much at this moment, so he jumped with all his strength and flew towards the direction where Young Master Wen He was coming.
Young Master Wenhe's eyes flashed, and she also noticed Ye Changshan coming towards her, but she still had no intention of stopping, and the Miao knife in her hand was still stabbing straight at Yingping, who was already too frightened to move.
Ye Changshan knew that he really should take action, but he was unarmed at the moment, so what should he do? I can’t care so much anymore! In the flash of lightning, Ye Changshan made the only choice he could make at the moment - he stretched out his right hand and tried to block the sharp blade with his palm!
Mr. Wen He saw through Ye Changshan's crazy behavior, and she frowned slightly.
Ye Changshan stretched out his hand without hesitation. Just when the tip of the knife was only half a foot away from Yingping, his right palm finally touched the blade of the Miao Dao. Ye Changshan didn't think much. He clenched his right fist and tried to stop the tip of the knife from moving forward, but he immediately realized that he seemed to have underestimated Master Wenhe's cultivation and the sharpness of the Miao knife.
Young Master Wen He's leap seems light, but his strength is actually controlled just right. It doesn't make people feel too strong and fast, and the sword that is thrust out is not too weak and weak. In addition, the characteristics of Miao Dao are... It was extremely light, the surface was smooth, and the blade was sharp. Therefore, no matter how tightly Ye Changshan clenched his fist, he could not stop Miao Dao from continuing to move forward!
The sharp Miao knife cut open Ye Changshan's fleshy palm mercilessly. Even though his body was far stronger than ordinary people, this was Qi Shimao's magic weapon galloping on the battlefield after all! A severe pain came from the palm of his hand. Ye Changshan gritted his teeth and the veins on his forehead protruded.
Gurgling blood dripped down the blade, and the sharp arrow-like tip still stabbed Yingping unstoppably.
There was a trace of despair in Ye Changshan's heart. At this time, he regretted a little. He regretted why he didn't choose to block Yingping with his body. This choice seemed safer, but now it was too late. I'm afraid if Miao Dao moved forward half a foot, Yingping would be killed. Ping will die on the spot.
'puff--'
A mouthful of blood mist sprayed from behind, instantly wetting Ye Changshan's collar and hair. Ye Changshan's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. He did not dare to look back at all. He was afraid of seeing the horrific wound on Yingping's chest and Yingping's desperate and frightened eyes.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Ye Changshan held his breath, his violently beating chest almost exploding at the next moment. But just when he was despairing, he keenly felt something strange. Ye Changshan raised her head and saw Mr. Wen He holding a Miao Dao and staring blankly to one side. Her eyes were full of doubts and shock, as if she was shocked by the scene in front of her. Ye Changshan turned around following Master Wenhe's gaze, but when he saw clearly what was happening behind him, the huge impact also stimulated him! He wanted to scream, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.
"Zhitang! You——"
After a strange silence, Yingping screamed heartbreakingly, and the poor woman finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down weakly.
