As soon as you exit Long Street, you will find Connaught Place.

The old street is not long. There are fireworks houses on both sides, and happy people passing by. The men are simple, the women are reserved, and the children are holding candy figures and jumping ahead.

The whites of Chu Yunqing's eyes were more white than the black eyes, and they were gradually becoming more and more diffuse. He had a smile on his face, and he smelled the vague fragrance of Yan Hongran beside him. He would occasionally look at her secretly. Whenever he was about to be discovered, he would always look at her first.

He took a step away from his eyes, but unconsciously glanced at the other person from the corner of his eye.

In front is the stone bridge, with gurgling water under the bridge, a boatman rowing a boat passing by, a pipa girl playing the pipa on the bow of the boat, and men and women admiring the moon smiling happily on the bridge.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Yan Hongran stood on the bridge, "The wind is gentle."

Chu Yunqing nodded, and in his ears, several young scholars were reciting poems.

"Can you compose poetry?" Yan Hongran asked.

Chu Yunqing shook his head in shock.

Yan Hongran smiled, walked down the stone bridge with her hands behind her back.

Chu Yunqing thought that he would read more poems and articles in the future and get some ink so that he could compose poems.

After crossing the bridge, there is a tea stall, where many people are sitting, drinking tea, and watching the shadow puppet show not far away. It is behind a curtain, and there are probably two or three people playing with the shadow puppets.

Looking here, of course, it's not as refined as the Fangshi Theater and other places, but the shabby and rough place still has a unique flavor.

It looks simple, but you can see people walking around, a few friends, and tea. Look at the longing figures behind the scenes, whether they are swords or horses, talented people and beautiful women in love, and hesitant warriors.

In the mood, the rise and fall of ancient times, the love of the world, heaven, and everything else in the world are all in the shadow puppets behind this small curtain.

Chu Yunqing was mesmerized for a moment, and the pupils were almost invisible in his eyes.

On the side, Yan Hongran glanced at him. The aroma of tea was light, and there was still a slight smile on his face, but he bumped into his shoulder.

Chu Yunqing's eyes moved and he looked over subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

"When do you want to see me again?" Yan Hongran whispered slowly, her eyebrows arched, "It's time to go."

Yes, it's time to go. Chu Yunqing suddenly felt a little disappointed in his heart when he looked at Yan Hongran.

Everything in front of me stopped, became quiet, and faded.

"Since we are young together, why bother seeking ancient times?"

Yan Hongran waved her hand gently towards him.

Chu Yunqing also smiled, as gentle as ever.

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"How's it going?" An Qinghe came over supporting Mang Luohan.

On the street, there was a trembling grass-headed snake in a black robe. He was holding an octagonal bronze mirror in his hand. Strangely, the smooth mirror reflected the moonlight and fell like a flower on Chu Yunqing, who was not far away.

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The grass-headed snake said nothing, beads of sweat fell from its blue chin, and it fell down tremblingly.

His hand holding the mirror was trembling, as if he couldn't hold on, while in his other hand he was holding a piece of yellow talisman folded into a diamond shape, and white smoke was rising like it was burning.

An Qinghe's eyes moved, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He glanced at Chu Yunqing opposite him, gritted his teeth, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward with his feet, his hands formed claws in front of him, and tore directly towards Chu Yunqing.

But at the moment when he was about to approach, Chu Yunqing, who had his eyes closed suddenly, suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light in them was restrained, but it made people even more heart palpitating.

The grass-headed snake screamed miserably, covered its head and vomited blood.

Chu Yunqing saw An Qinghe coming with his claws dropped, saw the other person's ferocious and determined expression, and felt the biting chill.

The undisguised murderous intent made him take action immediately.

Black Tiger takes out his heart!

Before An Qinghe's hands fell, Chu Yunqing punched An Qinghe's heart and passed through the empty door between his arms.

An Qinghe's pupils shrank, he wanted to change his moves but was too late. He recognized that the opponent was just an ordinary straight punch, but even so, the angle he looked for and the timing of the punch were so perfect, even if he was hit by

It's too late to notice and react.

He only felt a pain in his chest, and then a feeling of tightness. His whole mind sank, and the scene in front of him became blurry for a moment, and everything could not be seen clearly.

Then, Chu Yunqing changed his fist into a grasp, grabbed An Qinghe's clothes, and knocked him to the ground directly.

Bang!

The usually gentle face of the government chief came into contact with the bluestone floor, and he suddenly came back to his senses amidst the severe pain.

"You are looking for death!" An Qinghe roared angrily, slapped the ground with one hand, and stood up.

Chu Yunqing's eyes were slightly closed, and he subconsciously reached into his arms. But when things came to a close, when he touched the cool Qingxuan hatchet, he hesitated in his heart.

To kill or not to kill?

But his hesitation gave An Qinghe a chance. He went through many intrigues along the way to get to where he is now. When it comes to life and death, he will not hesitate at all. Even if the person in front of him is his biological father, he is determined to kill him.

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An Qinghe waved his hand, but what flew out was not a dragon claw, but an egg-shaped object with bright silver light. When the silver light appeared, another simple black shadow appeared in his sleeve.

go.

The two were only three inches apart. One was radiant, and the other was as dim as iron, but they were attracted like a whirl in mid-air, and there was even a strange sound like hissing.

Chu Yunqing heard a high-pitched whistle, which was very harsh. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his whole body was knocked out when he heard the sound.

The man fell to the ground, opened his mouth and vomited blood.

However, the two egg-like flying objects collided in mid-air, and the two flew through the silver light like rings before falling back into An Qinghe's hands.

Chu Yunqing put a hand on his chest, and blood was bleeding from his mouth, but he also saw clearly that what was circling and rubbing in An Qinghe's hands were actually two pebble-like iron pills.

Iron claws and silver gallbladders, as expected, only the wrong person did not call the wrong nickname. This hidden weapon that even Chu Yunqing had never seen was An Qinghe's killing move!

Over there, the grass-headed snake used illusions twice tonight but was counterattacked. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, recuperating.

The arrogant man walked over with crab steps, his expression full of ferocity.

An Qinghe played with the mother-in-law silver gall in his hand, raised his chin slightly, squinted at Chu Yunqing who had not yet gotten up from the ground, and his attention was still on the hand he stretched into his arms.

He had seen Ying Tianxiao's body before. The latter was lined with soft armor, but he was killed by someone slashing his heart with a sharp weapon. One blow would kill him.

He had previously suspected that the murderer was Chu Yunqing, but the other party denied it just now. But now, thinking of Chu Yunqing's response during the fight, and the killing intent that flashed in his eyes when he put his hand into his arms, he felt that Ying Tianxiao

He should have died in the opponent's hands.

Perhaps, there is some kind of sharp weapon hidden in the other party's arms.

An Qinghe was a little curious and did not dare to be careless. This was why he did not move forward even though he saw that Chu Yunqing was seriously injured at this moment.

But the arrogant man on the side never thought about this.

He knew that the silver gall bladder in An Qinghe's hand was stirred up with true energy and thrown with a special technique. It did not damage the appearance but broke the internal organs, which was extremely damaging.

In the previous fight, he admitted that he underestimated Chu Yunqing, but he did not think that the other party's physical body was stronger than his own. This was something he had sensed when he restrained the other party before, under the influence of Qi and blood.

Therefore, he felt that Chu Yunqing's internal organs had been shattered by the blow just now from An Qing and Cai.

The arrogant man had a stern look on his face, shouted loudly, and waved his fists, causing the Buddha's light to shine brightly.
Chapter completed!