C16

"Brother Qingyang, I am seventeen this year and should be a bit older than you." The young Hai Fan smiled and said, "I have yet to ask, who is this young lady?"

"Dongfang Yanran." From the looks of the situation, it seemed that she was not too interested in this Hai Fan.

Right at this moment, the old man next to Hai Fan spoke up. "Young master, it's getting late, let's go back early so that Master won't worry."

Turning around with dissatisfaction, he glanced at the elder before turning to Qingyang, "Brother Qingyang, if fate wills it, we shall meet again in the future. Today is the time for me to return."

With that said, he cupped his hands and bowed, then brought the old man with him as he walked into the distance.

"This Hai Fan is quite interesting." Qingyang said with a smile as he stared at the youth's departing figure.

"Hmph, what is the meaning of this? "Since he is unfamiliar with us, he came forward to strike up a conversation. From his appearance, one can tell that he is a playboy." Dongfang Yanran, on the other hand, was obviously a bit disdainful. "Brother Qingyang, you actually say that this person is interesting."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. Seeing that it's already late, we should return to the inn. If not, Big Brother Yan Zhou would be worried. " Qingyang said to Yanran with a smile before turning to walk back the way they came from.

Dongfang Yanran mumbled to herself, stomped her feet, and finally followed.

"..."

"Young Master, that young girl is the young miss of the Dongfang family, right?" The luxurious elder respectfully asked.

Young Hai Fan was currently sitting on top of a luxurious carriage with one hand on his cheek. His lips curved up into a smile as he said: "It should be her, it can't be wrong. Dongfang Yanran?" Interesting, interesting! "

The maid next to him peeled off an amethyst grape and placed it next to Hai Fan's mouth.

"Coming to Nan Rong this time, there are quite a few interesting things." After spitting the grape seed onto a silver plate, Hai Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Qingyang? A peak of the Postliminary Realm at twelve or thirteen? "Interesting."

"..."

"Brother Qingyang, First Miss, let's head back to Dongan Prefecture tomorrow. I'm afraid that it will take too long, Master must be worried. " Yan Zhou put down his bowl and chopsticks and discussed with Qingyang who was beside him.

"Hmm, this is good as well. This place in Yangzhou is also a playground for Yanran." "Yes," Azure Sun nodded.

Yanran, who was at the side, also nodded her head in agreement. This was her first time leaving home for more than ten days. Yanran also felt homesick, and the fresh feeling she had at the beginning had lessened quite a bit.

"Then I'll go and pack now. "You guys take your time." Yan Zhou turned around and went upstairs. Before leaving, he glanced at the two of them and even left them with a rather dubious expression.

He helplessly looked up at Yan Zhou. He suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

He quickly finished the few mouthfuls of rice in the bowl and said awkwardly to Dongfang Yanran, "Yanran, I'll be going up first. You take your time to eat."

Before Dongfang Yanran could open her mouth, she had already fled upstairs.

"Why are you running? Am I going to eat you up? " Dongfang Yanran grumbled, but a moment later, she chuckled softly, "Brother Qingyang ?"

The next morning, the group of people headed back to the Dong An Prefecture from Yangzhou County. Because they were on their way back, the carriage was much emptier and their speed was much faster. Within two days, they arrived at the Xu Prefecture's Vulture Ridge.

"This Vulture Ridge is named because there are a lot of vultures." Yan Zhou pointed at the desolate mountains and said, "Look at these peaks, there are vultures circling above."

In the carriage behind her, Dongfang Yanran lifted the curtain and stuck her head out. She asked with some worry, "There won't be bandits in this Vulture Ridge, right?"

"You even fought here before. Yanran, you aren't this worried?" Qingyang turned around and said with a smile.

"I was too engrossed in playing that time, how could I have thought of such things?" Dongfang Yanran said with dissatisfaction in a soft voice before she withdrew her head back into the car.

Yan Zhou heard the conversation between the two and laughed. "Don't worry, Miss. Generally, mountain bandits will not rob the caravan, and we have a lot of guards. I'm afraid even normal mountain bandits wouldn't dare to come and die."

Everyone chatted and laughed along the way. However, when they reached the forest to the north of the Vulture Ridge, they suddenly heard shouts of slaughter. A lot of people rushed out from the forests on both sides of the road. Qingyang narrowed his eyes as he looked.

The Dongfang family guards had a tacit understanding to surround the carriage that Dongfang Yanran was riding on. Each of them drew their swords and were on high alert. Yan Zhou and Qingyang also dismounted and stood in front of the convoy.

"Hand over your personal jewelry and silver taels, horse!" I, your grandfather, am happy today and I don't want to see blood! " A few people rode in from the distance and one of them, a sturdy man with a single eye, shouted.

"May I ask if you are the one in charge of Vulture Ridge?" Yan Zhou took a step forward and said in a neither humble nor haughty manner.

"That's right, leave the silver and jewelry. The horses will not use their knives today." The bald man said in a deep voice.

Dongfang Yanran, who seemed to have heard what was happening outside, came out of the carriage and ran to Qingyang's side. She held onto Qingyang's hand tightly and asked timidly: "Brother Qingyang, they ? Are they bandits? "

"Oh?" What kind of girl is this? " A middle-aged vulture riding on a horse behind the bald man snickered.

"Second brother, what's wrong? You've taken a fancy to this girl? Do you want to bring it back to the village to be a wife of a small fortress? " A small person beside the middle-aged man said in a wretched tone.

The vulture man sized up Dongfang Yanran, and a trace of obscenity flashed across his eyes. He nodded and smiled, "Not bad, if you keep this woman here, you can leave."

Qingyang heard the vulture man's words and his sword-like eyebrows creased. He subconsciously tightened his grip on Dongfang Yanran's small hand, glanced at the middle-aged vulture man and coldly said: "What did you say?"

He turned his head to look at Qingyang who had spoken, only to realize that the person who spoke was only a child who was around ten years old. The vulture man immediately said with disdain: "I said, let the little girl stay. "Little thing, did you not hear me?"

His figure was like a dragon swimming in the air, flying straight towards the vulture man, passing through the group of people in front of him. With a slight stomp of his feet, he leapt into the air and turned his hand into a palm, slamming the man off the horse.

At the same time the vulture man landed, Qingyang kicked him in the chest, and immediately went forward, changing his hand into a hook, grabbing onto the half-kneeling man's throat, he coldly said: "I, didn't hear it. Say that again. "

Everything happened in an instant. The crowd did not have the time to react. By the time they managed to regain their senses, the wretched bandit chief was already half-kneeling on the ground as he coughed out mouthfuls of blood.

When the people of Yan Zhou saw that Qingyang had captured the bandit leader, they were incomparably excited. Dongfang Yanran knew that Qingyang had acted because of her, and she was overjoyed.

"Let go of number two!" The bald brute who had spoken earlier immediately spoke out.

Qingyang turned his head, stared at the bald man, and said coldly: "If you want this man to live, then get your minions to move back a little, and let the caravan pass through the Vulture Ridge first, I will naturally let him live."

The bald brute suddenly cupped his hands towards the ordinary-looking middle-aged man beside him and begged, "Sir, please save my second brother."

Qingyang turned his head to look at the hempen-clothed middle-aged man with a squared face. Everything seemed ordinary and unremarkable, as if he were an ordinary person.

"Your second brother deserves to die." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Mister, you ?" Hearing this middle-aged man speak like that, the bald brute became anxious.

"However, I will definitely meet this boy." The middle-aged man slowly got off the horse and smiled at Qingyang: "Boy, seeing that your martial arts are not bad, let's fight. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, I will let you go through the Vulture Ridge." How about it?