"Sister Bao!" "The prodigal son Feng saw Du Laobao faint and died, and was about to make a move, when a red shadow appeared at the door, stopped the prodigal son and said: "Father-in-law, you are injured, it is not appropriate to use force, let me come!" This red shadow man didn't stand still, except for hearing this sentence, Weng Fusheng didn't see who it was at all, Meng Zhaolin remembered that the woman in red he saw when he was captured that day, and probably guessed that it was her, and he wanted to remind Weng Fusheng that Weng Fusheng was cunning and cunning, preemptively, and popped out the white silver needle, and the silver needle was transformed, like a broom with a ghostly light, floating left and right, encircling Hongling, Hongling's clothes flew up, like a knife like a sword, and rolled up and down, wanting to force this silver needle down, I don't want Weng Fusheng to have deep internal strength, and the silver needle was tended by him, just like a living mosquito and fly, no matter how you can't cover it, you can't break it up。 Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Meng Zhaolin's eyes were like fire, staring at the prodigal son's every move, and said disdainfully: "Uncle Helper, I trust you so much at the beginning, but you are plotting against me, it seems that you and my master are determined to kill me, I will say one last sentence, as long as my master hands over the booklet, Du Laobao will return it to you, you saved Du Laobao, she will definitely be grateful to you, at that time, let her be your helper's wife, enjoy the family, why not do this?" He thought that he couldn't fight the prodigal son, so he wanted to lure.

"Your master said, there is no booklet, everything that should be taught to you is taught, it is you who don't know how to be flexible!" The prodigal son was furious, trying his best to control himself, not the onset of illness, Meng Zhaolin seemed to be cheerful, and asked: "My master really said that, is there one in the mechanism that I want?" As soon as the words came out, a long sword pierced through the window and stabbed straight at his head, he was shocked, he didn't care about blackmailing Du Laobao, popped out a leaf, and hit straight towards the blade of the sword, the blade of the sword was deflected, avoiding a sword, and a figure was like a broken bamboo, "Whew." "Whew" a few palms, attacking the front door, he shook his body, rushed out of Zhangyu, jumped out of the window and said: "I have succeeded!", Weng Fusheng heard this, and pushed vigorously, and the broom-like silver needles burst open, turned into a needle rain, and fell from the top of Hongling's head, he took advantage of the opportunity to flash his body, and also escaped from the window.

Ye Zongdu's long sword knocked down the silver needle, and when he saw the prodigal son Feng holding Du Laobao in his arms, he burst into tears: "Bao Mei, Bao Mei, I'm sorry for you, Bao Mei, Bao Mei ......" with deep affection, which made his nose sour, and persuaded: "Senior, Senior Du is seriously injured, and you need to find a doctor to take a look." ”

Outside the window is a deep alley, at the end of the alley is a small river, there is a boat moored on the river, Meng Zhaolin came out of the window, without a point, straight to the boat, hastily untied the rope, propped up the penny, the boat left the shore, at this time a figure flew towards this side like an arrow from the string, he took a closer look, it was Weng Fusheng, and shouted: "Brother Weng, come up quickly!" he shouted, the penny was slammed again, and the shore was far away.

Weng Fusheng is not weak, as soon as his body turns, he jumped on the deck, the two looked back, the river embankment was empty, the alley was silent, no one chased after him, they both sighed, Weng Fusheng glanced at Meng Zhaolin, smiled and asked: "Brother Meng, but you got the booklet?" Meng Zhaolin replied: "We have been entangled so many times, and this time we didn't get it, just no!" When he said this before, he was always angry, but now he said this, he felt very relaxed.

Weng Fusheng observed his words and looked at his expression, and said tentatively: "Then, with Brother Meng's meaning, this booklet is going to be abandoned?" Meng Zhaolin said: "I suddenly understood that this booklet is not in the first place, but in the mechanism that the old man taught me, as for which one, I need to think about it quietly, this period of time, Brother Weng has worked hard." The implication is, "You don't have to worry about my business anymore."

Weng Fusheng could naturally understand Meng Zhaolin's intentions, he had always been curious about the purpose of Meng Zhaolin's eagerness to get the booklet, and it was not good to ask again now, so he only smiled and said: "Since Brother Meng got what he wanted, then I will rest assured." Meng Zhaolin's face was expressionless.

There was a sigh from the cabin, a handsome man lifted the curtain of the cabin, and walked out of it casually, Weng Fusheng and Meng Zhaolin were taken aback, Meng Zhaolin was a little penny, against his chest, the man was forced to take a few steps back by the penny, leaned on the cabin, stunned for a long time, and said tremblingly: "You, who are you, I sleep with me, what do you have to do with you, why did you shake me here?"

Weng Fusheng felt a few poisonous lings on his waist, pierced the cabin curtain, and shot into the cabin, and saw no reaction for a long time, so he pulled off the cabin curtain with confidence, and looked inside, except for a simple drinking utensils, it was a futon, and turned around and wondered: "You are alone?"

The man nodded again and again: "Yes, it's just me, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet." He couldn't help but shiver and slowly squatted down.

The penny in Meng Zhaolin's hand moved down with him, and suddenly said: "I remembered, you are in Xuanye Pavilion with a woman and my young man, saying, what are your intentions here......?"

"Naturally, I won't hurt you, did you tell Xuan Mingzi that I was in the 'Fuxian Restaurant'?" Meng Zhaolin took the penny, his eyes were blazing, seeing that he was really a coward, and said gently: "You tell the truth, I won't do anything to you." ”

Yuan Qingxi said in a trembling voice: "He, they wanted to kill me at that time, and I was also trying to live, and the hero spared me." He clutched his head tightly. Weng Fusheng smiled: "It seems that he also did you a favor, and you also deliberately told him to tell him, so that he could pass on the word, hehehe....."

Meng Zhaolin's triangular eyes squinted at him, and chuckled: "Don't you think it's strange that this kid suddenly appeared here?" Weng Fusheng's old eyes flashed, and he said, "It's not simple, solve him on the spot!" As he spoke, he took out a poison ling, and shook it in front of Yuan Qingxi's eyes.

Yuan Qingxi hurriedly stood up and persuaded loudly: "Don't be impulsive, I hate hidden weapons the most, I tell you, if you kill me, they will still kill you, our well water does not interfere with river water, don't waste your strength on me, I, I will also do martial arts......" As he spoke, he took out his blunt knife from the barrel not far from the deck and held it across his chest.

Meng Zhaolin and Weng Fusheng took a closer look, looked up and laughed, Meng Zhaolin said: "Did you steal this knife from someone's grave, look at that shabby look, even if it is used for self-defense, you should find a decent guy, did you deliberately take out this piece of broken copper and iron to make the uncle happy?" A few more wild laughs, suddenly, his smile became distorted, a long sword pierced the deck directly, through the instep, blood splashed, stabbed up against the chest, the cold light was dazzling, imminent, he endured the severe pain, swept out, rushed out of the deck, the figure was in a trance, I couldn't see who it was, stabbed straight at his chest, he didn't have time to fight back, his body fell, his feet were not dexterous, so his hands were like feet, left and right, stretching water kung fu, after a few circles of ripples, he fled to the shore.

Weng Fusheng's complexion changed suddenly, and his hand shot towards Yuan Qingxi with a "whoosh" of poisoned ling, Yuan Qingxi's big knife blocked, and the poison ling's "ding" fell into the water, and then, the entire cabin "boomed", turned over and blossomed, it turned out that someone was hiding under the cabin!

Three figures besieged him, he was caught off guard, too late to make a hidden weapon, both palms left and right blocked, only to feel that three people and six hands, like thousands of troops, tricks to kill, Yuan Qingxi suddenly raised the knife, cut down on the back, he was attacked on all sides, before he made a move, he was cut off, in the confusion, suddenly his body tightened, and he crashed into Yuan Qingxi's body, Yuan Qingxi's big knife just raised, he was hit by this, fell into the water, spit, and said unhappily: "This old man, the momentum is not small." Looking up at the boat, there was a ball of white light, and the wind rolled in the palm, stabbing the eyes.

Weng Fusheng has been looking for an opportunity to use a hidden weapon, the three of them seem to know him this, leaving no room, he is outnumbered, the six palms have the tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, only to hit him to spit blood, "poof", fell into the water, he struggled a few times, wanted to get on the boat, Yuan Qingxi saw that he didn't understand the nature of the water, deliberately dragged him into the water, and waited until his legs were weak and he couldn't move, and then sent him to the boat.

Meng Zhaolin limped into the forest, this piece of forest soil is poor, the grass is sparse, there are mostly large and small stones, he barely hid behind a big tree, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he hunched over and ran deeper, there is a ravine in the depths of the forest, the water is murmuring, and the river is connected, he dragged the bloody left foot, moved across the ravine, saw a small thatched house, he looked back, no one chased him, so he walked slowly to the thatched house, the bamboo bench in front of the thatched house was full of dust, mildew, it could be seen that it had been empty for a long time, he pushed open the door, in addition to the messy straw is a pile of broken tea bowls, even if it is hidden here, it is too conspicuous, then turned around and looked for another place, at this moment, Ye Zongdu appeared in front of him.

Meng Zhaolin's face was expressionless, and a few leaves shot out of his hand, Ye Zongdu's sword swept away, shaking these small organs out of a few zhang away, Meng Zhaolin took the opportunity to flee behind the thatched house, Ye Zongzhu chased after him, and suddenly a long arrow pierced the sky and shot towards the thatched house in front of him, "Boom"! The thatched house turned into a volcano, the light was scorching, the heat was scorching, the flames swept in, Ye Zongzhu retreated a few feet, and then looked at it, Meng Zhaolin gradually disappeared in the depths of the forest after the smoke drifted.

A man with a straight figure and a grim face held an overlord bow in his hand, stood behind him, and said, "You must be curious, why did I save him?"

Ye Zong decided: "I don't care what the reason for you to save him, but I ask you to let go of the dream." ”

"Even if I let her go, Mingyue Liu will kill her, so she is safe by my side. Ouyang Yisheng said in a deep voice, "What Mingyueliu wants to get, until the end, he will not give up, what Meng Zhaolin wants may not exist, but what Mingyueliu wants must be in the world!"

"From the Corpse King to Mingyue Liu, how much suffering Yi Meng has suffered, you won't know that she has betrayed Ming Yue Liu, if you don't want to betray them and continue to be their lackey, no one can take care of it, but Yi Meng has already repented and is not a person with you, or, have you been using her?" Ye Zong said angrily, "You go back and tell Ming Yue Liu, the Tianshui Sect still has Yu Meng, if he dares to move, I will definitely let him die a good death!"

"You still tell him in person, some things are not deliberately embarrassed by others, but by yourself embarrassing the world. Ouyang Yisheng said quietly, "Until the end, it is difficult to decide who is right and who is wrong." ”