In the dream, Wu Ming saw the white snowfield again, and his heart was happy, but there was only endless wind and snow on the snowfield, there was no Ji Fan, and there was no swarthy ancient sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Ming was ominous, didn't Ji Fan say that if I wanted to see him, I would go to find him in my dreams? Could it be that he changed his attention, his heart was in a hurry, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Ji Fan! "Ji Fan!" "Ji Fan, you come out for me! Get the hell out of here! "Ji Fan! You liar! Get out of here, uncle! ”

However, what responded to Wu Ming was only the echo of himself in the snow, Wu Ming was unwilling, and ran wildly on the vast snowfield, shouting in a cracking voice while running: "Ji Fan! You're out! Get me back! "Ji Fan! You are a shameless villain who has no faith and treachery, you get out of here! Wu Ming, who still didn't see Ji Fan's figure, shouted angrily: "Ji Fan, you are a declining god, if you don't come out again, I will be your wife!" "I'm already on your wife's curtain! You bastard, you come out! "You don't come out again! I'm going to all seven of your wives! ”“……”

Ji Fan couldn't hear Wu Ming's voice, but the curtain next to the pillow heard Wu Ming's voice, because at this moment, while listening to Wu Ming's dream words, the curtain stared at this 'husband' who was still with her just now, no wonder he didn't know me today, no wonder he asked the ink man what his name was, no wonder he didn't ask how I could be taken hostage by the ink man, no wonder he behaved completely different from the past, even that matter was different from the past, when he thought of his own red& Body Luoti and he repeatedly in bed...... The embarrassed and angry curtain tiptoed to the corner of the house to pick up the kitchen knife and came back, and with a heartbeat, he put the kitchen knife against Wu Ming's neck.

Wu Ming ran without any strength in his body, lying on the snow with his back to the sky, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ji Fan! I beg you, come out! "Do you really bear to let me die in the Qin Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago?" "Even if you let me avenge you! You'll have to teach me that skill, too! "Ji Fan! You devil! You come out! You're out! "Even if I, Wu Ming, die, I will become a powerful ghost, and I will never let you go!" “……”

Hearing this, the curtain was shocked and confused...... He came from more than 2,000 years later? Avenge? The husband asked this man to avenge him? What's wrong with him, husband? Where is Childe now? Is it life or death? The frightened and questioning curtain held the kitchen knife tightly and hesitated, and it was better to be with him for the time being, pretending not to know, and when the whereabouts of the husband were investigated, it would not be too late to kill him. Then he put back the kitchen knife, put on his dress, and still lay beside Wu Ming, but this time he couldn't sleep again......

The shout in the dream broke his throat and he didn't see Ji Fan's shadow, and he fell asleep in his bizarre dream when he was physically and mentally exhausted.

Wu Ming only felt that his nose was strangely itchy, sneezed violently, and woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the curtain's charming face, and it turned out that the curtain was playing tricks on him with wheat straw.

Wu Ming remembered last night's dream, and knew that he was afraid that he would really have to die in the ancient times more than two or two years ago! Reluctantly squeezed out a smile, opened the wheat straw in his hand, looked out the window, the sky was slightly bright, and said, "Let me sleep a little longer!" "I'm going to sleep on one side, and it's better to sleep until I'm dead.

The curtain is the right color and said: "Before going to bed last night, Gongzi said that he had an appointment with the people of the Mo family at the third quarter of the first day of the morning today on the ten-mile long street, could it be that Gongzi wanted to be the person who did not believe in his word and betrayed his word?" When Wu Ming heard this, Huo Ran sat up! "What time is it?" But in his heart, he said angrily: Your husband is a person who has no faith and is treacherous!

The curtain looked at the sky through the window and said, "I'm afraid it's already the hour, and I can't sleep anymore!" Saying that, he was dressing Wu Ming again, and after washing, the moment the two walked out of the house, Wu Ming remembered the situation of the Mo family that he told him before going to bed last night, and couldn't help but be afraid, and suddenly thought again, go to the special thing, die early and take care of life early! Then he strode towards the land of Qi and ink more than 2,000 years ago - the ten-mile long street.

Walking through the woods, I twisted and walked through the narrow and long alleys, and the sky was already bright.

Under the curtain to lead the way, walking dozens of steps, Wu Ming's eyes touched the distant mountains, looking far away, seeing its majestic and magnificent, majestic and vast, the top of the mountain is covered with snow, I can't help but think of the snow field I saw when I fell from the sky yesterday, and then contact the snow field in the dream, I can't help asking: "Curtain, what kind of mountain is that mountain?" ”

At this time, the curtain was even more determined that Ji Fan in front of her was an impostor, she still remembered that when she first saw this mountain, it was Ji Fan who brought her, but her face was still tender like water, and said: "Childe, this mountain is Mengshan also, did Childe forget?" Wu Ming snorted and said, "I've been forgetting a lot lately." ”

At this time, the two of them had already walked into the ten-mile long street of the Mo family's territory, but the curtain remained silent, pursed his lips and smiled, and said with concern: "Last night, the son said that the ink man said that you are an impostor, and this trip is only afraid of danger, so the son must be careful!" After that, he looked sideways at Wu Ming's face.

Wu Ming told the curtain **** before going to bed last night that he was an impostor for Ji Fan, with two purposes, one was to know if the curtain doubted his identity, and the other was to know the true details and strength of the Mo family, after all, there were few introductions to the Mo family in the textbooks.

Wu Ming listened to the curtain at this time, and she didn't know that she had something to say, so she pretended to be disdainful, and said, "Just a Mo family?" This son hasn't put it in his eyes yet! ”

The curtain knew that if Wu Ming in front of him was really his husband Ji Fan, he would not take the Mo family in his eyes, but at this moment, how could he, a deceitful and famous, be so arrogant and pretentious? Is he deliberately bluffing, or does he really have some skills?

It's just that Wu Ming's words fell, and he saw three barefoot ink men in linen cloth and geyi standing in the shape of a finished glyph, stopping in front of the two, and the first ink man hugged his fist and said, "Ji Gongzi is here, please!" "Let's lead the way.

Wu Ming and the curtain glanced at each other, followed each other, along the way on both sides of the ten-mile long street were ink men holding farm tools, seeing Wu Ming coming, they were all looking like a tiger, but they were hiding under the sackcloth and trembling. Soon, I stopped in front of a temple gate, and there was a plaque on the temple door, and there was a word on the plaque: "ink". Under the plaque stood several ink masters, the first of whom was yesterday's Qi Feng.

When Qi Feng saw Wu Ming and the others, he stepped forward, gave a salute, and said with a smile: "Gongzi Ji really kept his promise, Qi has been waiting here for a long time!" "Mrs. Ji, yesterday was forced by the situation, and I had to do it, which frightened Mrs. Ji! Qi someone is here to apologize! ”

Wu Ming glanced at Qi Feng with cold eyes, but found that Qi Feng had a faint look of disappointment on his face, and secretly said that yesterday he avoided the words of the inkers and named himself as not Ji Fan, it must be because I have a plan, today I came according to the appointment, but he was disappointed, what is this for? At that moment, Chong Qi Feng nodded slightly, and strode into the temple.

This temple is a land mountain temple here, after the dilapidation was slightly sorted out by the Mo family to make their own place of life, the temple is no idol of worship, standing are all some ink people, the difference is that these ink people are wearing long swords around their waists, gestures, calm and relaxed, bright eyes, steady steps, than the previous ten miles of long street those holding agricultural tools ink people do not know how many times stronger.

Seeing Qi Feng and the others, these ink artists all bent down and saluted: "I've seen Mr. Qi!" ”

Qi Feng nodded and returned the salute, but he did not allow the inkers to introduce Wu Ming, but took Wu Ming and the two to push open the back door of the mountain temple, and after entering, it was a backyard of more than 200 square meters, surrounded by high walls, and three connected stone houses were built against the wall in the courtyard.

In front of the stone house, there are three low tables, connected into a line, after the three low tables, three middle-aged men dressed in blue, white, and black sit on the ground on the straw futon, behind the three middle-aged men, there are seven or eight ink men wearing long swords, and these ink men have high temples bulging, and their eyes are shining, obviously many times stronger than those ink men in the temple.

Qi Feng took Wu Ming and the two of them into the backyard, after a few short days, the three robes and ink men all stood up, bowed down to meet them, after a polite greeting, Wu Ming and the curtain knelt down on the left hand of the three low tables behind the two low tables, although Wu Ming knew that the straw futon was soft and firm, but he was still not used to it, he reluctantly knelt on it, and a loud voice sounded in his ears: "Ji Gongzi is a high wind and bright festival this time, and he understands the righteousness, if he can successfully prevent the tyrannical Qin from entering Qi, it is a blessing for the people in the world." ”

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and glanced at the other party, seeing that the other party was dressed in a blue robe, with his eyebrows and sideburns, his nose and mouth were big, and he had the arrogance of the characters in the martial arts TV series, he couldn't help but get bored, and he only knew how to fight and kill all day long, and said indifferently: "Mr. is saying that my Ji someone is just this time Gao Feng Liang Festival, and he understands the righteousness?" ”

The blue-robed inkman snorted: "Ji Gongzi said he laughed!" ”

The white-robed inkman with a scholarly face said, "Ji Gongzi is really joking!" Hahaha......"

However, the black-robed ink man said lukewarmly: "Is Ji Gongzi going to ask for sin today?" By the way, Ji Gongzi, Qiao Niang's wound has been healed, and it is no big deal, but at this moment she is talking to Humble Jing in the cold house? ”

Wu Ming scolded secretly in his heart, don't you just want to say that Qiao Niang is now in your hands, you kid had better be honest with Lao Tzu! Thinking of what he told himself about the current situation of the Mo family last night, he secretly said that this black-robed ink man was only afraid that he was Bai Lifu, the leader of Qin Mo, who was the most powerful of the three inks, and he was the current Mo family giant and the head of the Mo family. Wu Ming smiled coldly and said, "Mr. Baili, you live in Qin, accept the favor of the king, eat the king, why are you ungrateful and insist on killing Qin?" ”

Everyone present was stunned, didn't they say that Ji Gongzi helped them assassinate Qin? How do you hear this...... Could it be that Ji Fan is a perfidious and despicable villain, yesterday was just a delaying tactic, and today he has to annihilate my Mo family in one fell swoop? Does this husband care about the life or death of that Qiao Niang?

In an instant, the aura of slaughter had spread rapidly in this backyard, and only Qi Feng, who was standing behind the white-robed ink man, smiled slightly.

Bailifu snorted and sneered, and said: "The benefits of the world, and the harm of the world, this is the ultimate intention of the ink one!" ”