Chapter 2: Heroes save the beauty and practice the way for heaven ()

According to the plot of ordinary TV, movies, and folk stories, it seems that he should have killed the young master with one punch, kicked the two servants out of the door one by one, and then won the beauty to promise him. From then on, the prince and the princess lived a happy life.

In fact, Chang Xiao didn't think the prince and the princess would have any happy life, but this did not affect Chang Xiao's determination to save the beauty and act on behalf of the heavens.

Chang Xiao reached out and grabbed the young master's neck, but this grabbed it so much that it was empty. As soon as his fingers touched the young master's neck, it immediately dissipated like a mist and could not be grasped at all.

If he had been in his previous life, Chang Xiao had at least ten thousand ways to make this young master live and die, but now he can't even touch the other person, how can he save people?

"Mr. Chang, please, I have promised it to the eldest brother of the Wang family. I will pass the door in a month. Mr. Chang, please let me go..." The little lady's big eyes were already full of tears. At this time, she finally couldn't control her brush and slid down, and then she could no longer stop like a broken pearl and jade.

Young Master Chang laughed a little, put his index finger on the woman's pointed chin, raised his head slightly, put his mouth in, almost next to the woman's lips, and said softly: "Little Miss, Wang Dashan is just a broken military household, and he can come back a year for the rest of his life. How many trips can he come back a year? You are with him, you are a widow. If you break your body, you will definitely be very happy if you marry him. In the future, he will have a service trip, and at least I will have my son at home to take care of him, so he will have no worries. Maybe he will even have a son when he comes back for a while. He will not be happy with such a cheap thing!"

The short servant behind Mr. Chang cooperated and said, "Who told Wang Dashan to be ungrateful and dare to offend my son, a broken military household, I don't know what luck he had left. When I got into the small flag of the Jinyiwei, I actually ate the leopard and dared to challenge my son. He thought that it was still the time when the Taizu was in power? Grandpa Chongzhen of the current emperor doesn't care about the Jinyiwei. My son slept with you today, just to ask him to taste the taste of the water. Tomorrow morning, our brothers will carry the red flag of broken melons to send it to Wang Dashan, asking him to understand who is in charge and who is in charge in this Wufeng County!"

Another strong man also smiled and said, "My little lady, my son is merciful and careless. How can that stupid man be compared? Just follow my son. My son's kung fu under this bed is taught by gods. I guarantee that you will never remember your broken military man again when you try it, hehehe."

Speaking of this, both masters and servants all laughed.

Chang Xiao was stunned. He didn't know about history at all, but he might not know how many emperors there were in the Ming Dynasty, but he was well-known for this Jinyiwei. Is the court a hawk? When I was a child, I would know that he was influenced by Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts films, "Ming Dynasty? This is the Ming Dynasty! Chongzhen is a little familiar with him. Is that emperor?"

Mr. Chang laughed and grabbed the little lady's little shirt on her chest, and stretched out her hand to pull it. I don't know if Mr. Chang was indeed powerful or the linen coat was of poor quality. She was torn apart by Mr. Chang. She peeled the little lady into a suckling pig in a few seconds. The white and beautiful meat almost shattered their eyes under the light.

When the room was in the middle of the house, it was quiet. Young Master Chang and the two servants' breathings became slightly heavier, and they all looked at the little lady's unrestrained body greedily.

The little lady's face, which was originally blushing with shame, turned pale in an instant, and she was so scared that she had already curled up that her body tightened. She started crying bitterly. She was afraid that such a scandal would alarm others, so she could only make a sob that she was extremely depressing. This sound became more and more exciting.

She knew that no one in Wufeng County could care about the worm in front of her, and the worm liked to be lewd by her wife and daughter in public, so she called her neighbors not only not to save her, but instead brought shame to herself.

Mr. Chang swallowed hard, then laughed lewdly. Just when Mr. Chang thought that Mr. Chang was going to show off his lust, Mr. Chang actually shouted: "Get paper and pen, I want to recite poems!"

Chang Xiao was just watching his eyes, but he couldn't help him. His chest was so stuffy that it was about to explode. He was stunned when he heard this. Seeing that the two servants seemed to have known that their son was going to recite poems, he pulled out paper, ink, pen and inkstone from his arms like magic. The slightly short servant quickly arranged the paper behind the strong servant who had kneeled on the ground and used his back as a table.

The thinner servant grinded the inkstone lightly, and in a moment he dipped a brush in full of ink and handed it to Mr. Chang.

What's wrong with this?

It's so fucking weird!

Just when I was about to start a step, I actually wanted to recite poems? What a fresh literary accent! This is a typical literary and youthful disease! No, this is simply a hybrid of literary and artistic youth and two-voluntary youth! This is something that will be cursed by the world for ten thousand years!

Chang Xiao thought he had seen the world, and he had seen some strange habits, and he had heard of them even more. However, when he was about to rush to a thousand miles, he had to recite poems. This was the first time he encountered them and heard them. He felt his ignorance for the first time.

Chang Xiao looked at the serious and thoughtful Mr. Chang in shock. For the first time, he was ashamed of his surname Chang! Looking at Mr. Chang's lower body, Mr. Chang Xiao frowned. Mr. Gongzi, you are so angry that you are all pretending to be a cultural person!

Chang Xiao suddenly felt that perhaps those literary youths were like this, their lower body was already beast, and their upper body had to insist that they were gentlemen and were playing with elegance in their twisted manner.

Chang Xiao was originally angry because of his eyes that were about to break. At this time, when this strange young man got fucked, he was completely exhausted and felt weak all over.

Mr. Chang may be quite talented. He grabbed the pen in his hand and thought for a moment, then he started writing on the rice paper on the servant's back.

Chang Xiao is really curious, very curious, so curious!

What would a man write if he doesn't bring up a gun when he is using a sperm when he is using his brain?

The normal laughter is like air here, and no one can see him, so he leaned closer and looked over.

Just saw that Mr. Chang’s line of regular script was written in a straightforward and generous manner. Although it was traditional Chinese, a few words did not affect Chang Xiao’s perception.

"It's snowing under the light in the red coat, it's flawless, but why is it red?"

"The shy child in the brocade quilt, the buds have not bloomed yet, who will the flower stamens spit at?"

"Who to whom?"

Chang Xiao curled his lips and cursed secretly: "It turned out to be a limerick! A fresh and artistic young man with an elegant style!"

While reading loudly, Mr. Chang was writing, and after writing, he threw the pen, and said with a lewd smile: "Miss, aren't you waiting for me?"

After saying that, Mr. Chang finally felt lustful and hungry, and wanted to press the white lamb under his body and ravage it carefully.

The two slaves behind him had quickly put away the paper and brushes and ran to close the door. It was not that Mr. Chang was afraid that others would watch the battle, but that the night breeze was blowing, and the two slaves were afraid that their son would catch a cold. Who wouldn't know that Mr. Chang's skills on the bed were guided by immortals, and he couldn't finish it even in the middle of the night.

Chang Xiao sighed slightly. He wanted to do justice for Tian and deal with the young gentleman. Unfortunately, he was full of energy and was powerless in his hands. Chang Xiao had to apologize for a glance at the little lady, but then Chang Xiao frowned slightly. From his perspective, he happened to see the little lady's palm tightly holding her chest tightly and shrinking behind her, touching something from behind her scattered hair and holding it tightly.

Seeing that Mr. Chang had one thigh on the bed, his hands were about to grab the little lady's white shoulders. The little lady's eyebrows suddenly slammed, and a decisive aura appeared on her face, which was a world of difference compared to her weakness just now.

The little lady's tightly clenched palm suddenly stretched out from her chest, and she was holding a sharp iron hairpin in her palm, and she stabbed her chest with all her strength.

Young Master Chang’s chest is flesh and blood. If he is stabbed, he will definitely have to open a blood hole. In this era, he will not be saved and he will definitely die.

Chang Xiao was overjoyed and couldn't help but shout loudly. But when the hairpin stabbed Mr. Chang's chest three inches, he stopped and trembled and could not move forward at all. Mr. Chang laughed loudly and saw one of his hands on the little lady's white wrist. Mr. Chang's fingers squeezed the little lady's wrist slightly. The little lady immediately felt pain, and a moaned, and the iron hairpin she held tightly fell on the bed.

Chang Xiao thought that Mr. Chang was just a playboy, but he didn't expect that he was very good at it. At least this skill was not simple to Chang Xiao, who had eaten military rations. As the saying goes, an expert can tell whether there is anything at all when he takes action. This is very clever.

"My little lady, I am better at stabbing people. Keep your strength obediently, spread your legs apart and wait for me to move. When you are about to die, you can scream hard."

As he said that, Mr. Chang captured the little lady's two fair hands with one hand and raised it upwards. The light in the room immediately dimmed, but the light suddenly became brighter in front of him.
Chapter completed!