After chatting for a while, Fan Yi stood up and said goodbye to Xiang Yang and Zhang Cheng. He originally wanted to invite Xiang Yang and his group to Fanjiazhuang for a night's rest, but Xiang Yang refused.

Just kidding, walking back to the eight or nine miles of mountain road, wouldn’t you have to take such a detour again when you wake up tomorrow morning?

Anyway, Xiang Yang now has internal strength to protect himself and has strong adaptability in the wild. Even if the night is cold and wind is heavy, he can still support him. Besides, he has a separate tent to cover the wind and cold like Miss Zhou, which is much better than other people.

When the big men heard Fan Yi’s shouts, they stood up from the bonfire, gathered together and stood together, and the queue was extremely regular.

At this time, Xiang Yang looked at it again and found why these people gave him such a different feeling. It turned out that Zhuang Ding, who was trained according to the military training method, had a different temperament and spirit than ordinary people, and had a strong sense of blood. He deserved to be a military family.

When Fan Yi and his group left, the Zhou family manager came to Xiang Yang with red eyes. He looked at the boy with fear and said,

"Constable Xiang, my lady was frightened and didn't say anything, her eyes were dull. The villain was really worried. I hope you can take a look. I don't know if there is any way to make the lady come back to her senses."

The Zhou family manager's voice and posture were lowered. If he had been reminded by Zhou Fugui before, then he would have been frightened by Xiang Yang's powerful force and fierce means.

He was a big man. When he saw the brain splashing, his head was split in half, and he was vomiting so much that he was so fragile that Miss Zhou was such a delicate little girl who had never seen the world?

Xiang Yang frowned slightly, which he had unexpectedly expected. According to his estimate, it would be fine to save Miss Zhou next time, but he ignored the girl's courage and the impact she suffered afterwards.

"Well, it was because I was intentionally letting go that this situation happened. I should also go and see it."

Xiang Yang thought to himself, his face became gentle and gentle, nodded at the Zhou family manager, and said softly,

"Okay, you lead the way. By the way, it's getting late. Let's set up camp quickly. Let's hurry up and hurry up as soon as tomorrow morning.

Also, it is best not to accept strangers from outside in the future. You have also seen the situation today. If you leave the county town, you will be in the outside world and you will not be careless at all."

Butler Zhou nodded. Today's incident really scared him. If Xiang Yang hadn't had the skillful martial arts skills, it would be hard to say what the Zhou family's result would be.

The reason why thieves are called thieves is that they do not abide by the rules and promises. Even if they temporarily agree to their request, they may not be able to do so in the future. Therefore, Manager Zhou expressed his gratitude to Xiang Yang for his bold move without complaints.

Xiang Yang took the Yanling Knife and walked to the tent surrounded by the convoy, looked at the two big men who were guarding outside and smiling at him, and nodded in response.

He stretched out the hilt of the knife and opened a corner of the tent, bent down and walked in, and saw two little maids sobbing and comforting the dull lady of the Zhou family. The weak appearance of the three little girls could make any man with a lustful heart feel pity.

However, Xiang Yang was not here. He glanced at the two little maids, and then looked at the Zhou family who had just washed his face and looked dull and silently. He pulled out the Yanling sword with a sound. The sound of the sword was extremely loud and crisp under the infusion of internal force.

This action shocked the three people in the tent, including Miss Zhou, who seemed to have lost her soul.

I was originally speechless and attracted by the sound. Turning back, I looked that the beautiful face was soaked with water droplets, my long hair in my temples, and my white face looked as smooth as jade. My originally unsightly eyes were full of fear.

"Tsk tsk, this skin is so tender that it can pinch out water. Put it on the earth. It is probably not a big deal to make a facial cleanser advertisement. I'm afraid it's not a big deal. I'll get the title of facial cleanser sister."

Xiang Yang is quite acknowledging Miss Zhou’s appearance. Her facial features are 80 points, but her skin can reach 90 points, and her comprehensive score is 85 points, which is top-notch. This does not include those long legs.

But these were only thought about in my heart, and were not revealed. I still maintained a cold and harsh expression on my face, and my voice was full of excitement.

"Miss Zhou, when Xiang heard what Manager Zhou said, you were extremely frightened, unable to speak or move your eyes, but is there such a thing?"

Miss Zhou's family kept staring at Xiang Yang's Yan Lingdao unsheathed. Her originally beautiful face was covered with abnormal whiteness. Her eyes were extremely frightened and she screamed sharply.

"Take it away, take it away, take the knife away quickly. I'm fine, I'll be fine, just take a rest."

The two maids were a little scared, but when they heard Miss Zhou's words, they were not afraid. They surrounded Miss Zhou's care and inquire about it in surprise.

Xiang Yang nodded, took back the Yanling Knife, looked at the feeling of relief in the Zhou family's relief, and continued.

"Miss Zhou, don't blame me. There is a great horror between life and death. Some weak girls really can't withstand such scenes and blows.

However, in Xiang's eyes, you are definitely not a timid and weak person who is kept in the deep boudoir. I had already seen this on Black Mountain that day.

I just lit the knife, which is to make you come back to your senses. I hope you don’t blame me for being abrupt. If nothing happens, Xiang will say goodbye first."

Miss Zhou did recover, with a little blood on her face, she tucked her long hair hanging from her ears, and then bit her thin lips, her eyes were grateful, her tone was soft, and her voice was like a wind chime,

"Just just now, the situation was critical, and the detective Xiang made a quick decision and saved my life. I should be grateful and I will never dare to blame him."

Xiang Yang showed a smile on his face, turned around and waved his hand, and didn't speak again, just recovering. He said that he just gave it a try, but he didn't expect that this woman was really brave and recovered so quickly.

When he left the tent, he saw Manager Zhou staying outside and facing the other party's gratitude and tears, Xiang Yang felt deeply ashamed.

Alas, if I hadn't done it to complete more tasks, I wouldn't have had such a trick, but I wouldn't have had such a trick. Fortunately, it was solved safely.

When I returned to the seat I was sitting in before, I started to check the spoils in the light of the fire. Not to mention, I gained a lot.

In addition to vulgar gold and silver objects, the daggers used by the two also looked good in good material. Looking back, you can go to the Wujia blacksmith shop in Qingjiang Prefecture as mentioned by Uncle Li. If there is a star iron powder, you can refine it and blend it into the Yanfeng Knife.

There is also a small book bound into a book, the size of a palm and the thickness of three fingers. It secretly records some cases that the two have done over the years, where they have accumulated wealth, and the description of the folk customs in some areas of Qingjiang Prefecture, and information that cannot attract people in the green forest.

The second half of the book is the stealing technique learned by the two, and the mental method of using two short daggers. Judging from the two of them, they will also plan to use this as a basis in the future to establish a sect that specializes in stealing and become the master of the founding sect.

Only after seeing this did Xiang Yang know what ambition is. Two low-ranking warriors with different ranks were far from the point of view of starting a sect and establishing a sect.

"No wonder I'm asking for fame, but I'm not good at martial arts, I'm very famous, and I have the capital to recruit students. It's amazing. I've lost two future masters, but it's my fault."
Chapter completed!