Shengle City, inside the Pillow Book Building.

Kong Jia stood at the head of the bed and looked at Kong Yi's dark face on the couch, and reached out to probe his snort.

The finger breathing is shallow, but steady.

Kong Jia's palm slowly curled up, and he breathed a sigh of relief very lightly. Xuanyi turned around, looked at Mo Ran and said, "What do you want in return." ”

Mo Ran sat at the table, writing down the things that need to be paid attention to in the follow-up recuperation, at this time put down the pen, and said gently: "Mr. Kong Jia is serious, Kong Yi and Ran are old friends, and it is my wish to save him, so why do I need to reciprocate." ”

Kong Jia was quiet for a moment, and then walked in front of Mo Ran, his eyes calm and bright. Another three words: "Too timely." ”

Mo Ran raised his lips with a gentle and soft smile: "Mo Ran is also a famous person on the literary list, and he knows that Kong Yi wins the first place in the chrysanthemum poetry club in Pingcheng every year, but this time he heard that it was not, and he was shocked for a while, so he wanted to visit and comfort his old friend...... I don't want to happen to come in time. ”

Kong Jia glanced at him and said in a low voice: "Injured, I didn't go." ”

Mo Ran smiled and replied, "I already expected that Kong Yi must have not gone to Pingcheng to participate in the poetry meeting at all because of his injury, so there is no need for me to say anything to comfort him." After that, he turned to ask: "I just don't know, why Kong Yi was so seriously injured? And above his wounds, there was actually poison used by people from the foreign Xiqiang tribe." ”

Kong Jia stood quietly.

Mo Ran didn't say anything.

After a while, Kong Jia looked at Mo Ran: "You came to make a strange record." ”

Mo Ran was stunned.

Kong Jia said again: "Moreover, you are the owner of the film network. ”

At this time, the black-clothed young man who had always stood quietly on Mo Ran's side had a cold look in his eyes.

The ink-clothed man who was bending over the table and was cleaning up the medical equipment paused, and slowly straightened up.

"Stolen, lost, Qiang. Kong Jia was dressed in black like a curtain, standing straight at the head of Kong Yi's bed: "What you want to know, I said." ”

Mo Ran raised his head and looked straight ahead: "The library has been stolen, and the plot has been lost." It was the Qiang people who made the move...... Mo Ran looked back at Kong Jia: "Mr. Kong Jia can know that if the loss of the plot record is known by the imperial court, it should be the crime of destroying the door." Especially in the hands of the Qiang. After a pause, Mo Ran said again: "Mr. is so easy to tell Ran, but is it inappropriate?"

Kong Jia stood quietly, and his voice was flat: "I saved Zijia, I believe you." ”

Mo Ran was stunned again.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a person came quickly and pushed the door to enter: "Wen Shou!

Say. ”

The man glanced at Mo Ran, and immediately lowered his head and replied: "As expected by Wen Shou, they walked away from the dead wood forest in the west of the city, intending to leave Shengle City through the woods, and now they are surrounded by Zi Quercus Forest and their Liuhe Array, and they can't get out!"

As soon as he spoke, a corner of his black clothes swept past his ears with a strong wind, and Kong Jia had already strode out.

Mo Ran looked at his back and said quickly: "I am incompatible with Mei Shuying, you believe me, are you not afraid that he will be blind under the spring?"

Kong Jia took a few steps, only one pause, "If you're dead, you don't care." With that, he walked away.

As soon as he left, more than a dozen Martial Sect disciples stood guard in front of the door.

Mo Ran glanced at the young man beside him, who twisted his eyebrows, and then walked out quickly, dodging away.

……

In the dead wood forest in the west of the city, twelve young men dressed in martial arts uniforms surrounded the middle with swords, and the two kept rotating around.

The enemy took three steps back, and the enemy scored three points on the front. Only besiege but not attack, change at the right time. Twelve people surrounded the middle two, and the two of them suddenly made a move, and there was no chaos between advance and retreat. The body is even faster and more dazzling.

Labazi punched in the air several times, only to feel that the figure was surrounded by a glimpse of floating light, you advance and I retreat, I retreat, you advance, you can't distinguish between reality and reality, and you can't hit the real place.

The speed of these twelve people's body law, Rao is dancing can not be swept out, the farthest time the two of them separated dozens of steps to break each other, but in the next moment, I saw twelve people rushing through a few steps, and then they became six people in a group, divided and surrounded, and it was even more difficult to break out.

Is this the famous Heavy Cage Liuhe Array of the Confucian Family Martial Sect?

Rabazi's forehead was drenched with sweat, and layers of blood were dripping from the wounded part of his arm, and he was irritable when he saw that the power was difficult to use. I just can't grab one of them and punch it in the head!

The sound of dancing was even more entangled, and his face under the cloak was pale and cold, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his feet were gradually chaotic.

Suddenly, I heard the whistle outside the forest, and the twelve people holding the sword were even more awe-inspiring, the footwork and body were faster, the formation was tight and loose, and the lotus opened and closed as a lotus, and the tacit understanding was very, if there were no more than ten years of running-in practice, it would be difficult to achieve.

The sound of dancing in his heart sank, knowing that the people of the Confucian family were about to arrive, and it would be impossible to escape if he didn't break through! Although he knew in his heart, he had no way, and he hated it in his eyes.

But at this moment, a miserable cry was heard, and a petite figure was thrown from the depths of the dead wood forest and was smashing into one of the young men who were advancing with a sword.

The young man's body was extremely fast, and he was able to easily finish off this chaotic person who suddenly came out of the chaos with his sword. It's just that the body is fast, and the eyes are also fast, and when he raised the sword, he saw clearly that the petite figure that smashed was actually a little girl with tears on her face, and the sword in her hand was stunned, and the formation was immediately chaotic.

Rabazi immediately sensed the opportunity, and quickly bullied up! He was punching at the face of the young man who caught the little girl!

The young man reacted very quickly and flew back, quickly pushed the little girl behind him, and shouted: "Join the formation!" Suddenly there was an abnormality, and the other five people who surrounded Labazi with him did not have a trace of confusion in their steps, and quickly gathered around.