When the inn was bombed, Yang Qingshang hugged her tightly to escape. And in mid-air, Yang Qing's arm loosened, and Mochizuki fell down. He quickly came back to his senses, put his arms around her again, and the hand that was close to the girl's back trembled a little. And when he entered the water, it was the impact of the fire behind him, and the impact of the water pressure in front of him, silently, and the young man held Mochizuki's hand and let go.

Not only did he let go, but he sank into the water.

The slightly white face, the light appearance, the eyes are closed, and it seems to be lifeless.

Mochizuki doesn't know water, but when Yang Qing was pushed out of sight by the water, she was even more frightened than when she fell into the water, and when the water was pushed back, she actually swam forward and hugged the young man who was about to float down.

Fluttering, Mochizuki dragged people while desperately surfacing in exchange for breath. Mochizuki went to see Yang Qing, his face was as white as paper, leaning on her shoulder, completely leaning on her arms. The two of them were ups and downs, a landlubber, a "dead man" who was not and is equivalent to a landlubber even if he was not and is now, fell into the water, almost certain death.

"Help! - Mochizuki shouted a few more times, choking on a lot of water in his mouth. She shouted in a loud voice, but the people on the shore were so attracted by the inn accident that they didn't notice them.

After several calls and no response was answered, Mochizuki gave up. She couldn't put all her strength into asking for help, she still held Yang Qing and threw herself in the water. Now she felt like she was about to suffocate, and if she continued like this, both of them would die.

While splashing in the water, Mochizuki also paid attention to the young man he was trying to drag. She gradually struggled and felt that she couldn't pull him. But she can't let go.

Between the lightning and flint, the panic slowly pressed down, and the calm floated up.

As short as a quarter of an hour, as long as half an hour, she and Yang Qing must go ashore. Otherwise, Mochizuki would die of exhaustion, and Yang Qing's martial arts cultivation would not be able to help him survive for so long.

In this moment, Mochizuki made a bold decision.

The next time she surfaced, she seized the time and took a long, deep breath. When the surface of the water covered her mouth and nose again, she dragged Yang Qing, no longer fighting against the water, but underwater, discerning the direction of the current. And when you have something, you recall what you see in your daily life, and try to spread your hands and feet under the water, swimming in the direction of the current.

He stepped back.

Uh, Mochizuki adjusts his pose. Try again.

Yes, swimming.

At this time, she had to learn to swim in order to save her and Yang Qing.

In the midst of the greatest difficulties, do the most impossible things. You can't be panicked and afraid, you have to overcome your instinctive fear of water, you have to cater to it, you have to adapt to it, you have to take a person, you have to communicate with it. Swimming is the communication between people and water. It is wonderful, and it is possible to learn to swim when one is extremely relaxed.

Others may not be able to do it, but Mochizuki can do it.

It's not good to be ambitious, and you don't retreat from a predicament. I didn't wait for Yang to come to my senses to save them, and I didn't expect the people on the shore to finally find them. The surroundings were dim, the heavens and the earth were pressuring, and the girl was holding her beloved man, fighting against life and death.

Don't let a single step! Half a step back!

Mochizuki finally took Yang Qing and swam forward.

Running out of breath, she inhaled heavily on the water, maintaining an unsightly posture, dragging a man with a sigh, no matter where it was, anyway, in the direction of the downstream. In this way, it will save her some effort.

When you don't have the strength, you hold your breath and let the water float down; When you have a little strength, just swim forward a few times. It was also their bad fate, and they did not encounter a useful boat on the river in the afternoon. Mochizuki's body was relaxed, but her nerves were more focused than they had ever seen. Don't think about anything else, just move forward and get out of here.

It was a tragic situation of falling into the water and dying, but it was broken by Mochizuki to open a way of life.

Half an hour later, Mochizuki finally took Yang Qing ashore. Great tension and relaxation, his body was instantly weak, his legs were weak, and he didn't have time to see what Yang Qing was doing, and Mochizuki fainted. The two of them, one covered in blood, the other as tired as a dead man. For a long time, no one found out.

When Mochizuki woke up, the moon stars were sparse and the sky was dark, and she was attracted by a scent. I found myself in a dilapidated house with leaks on all sides, sitting on straw, leaning against the wall and sleeping on my knees. The girl blinked, and her senses slowly returned. She looked around, didn't see Yang Qing, and got up. At first glance, I was dizzy, my legs were shaking so much that I almost fell again, and after getting used to it, the girl leaned against the wall and moved to the window little by little.

She saw ancient trees on all sides, and the wind was loud. In the deserted and ruined courtyard, the young man squatted on the ground, with his back to her, roasting something. That's where the smell comes from.

It's Yang Qing.

With a slight joy in his heart, Mochizuki leaned against the window like a loss of strength, so that he did not fall. Yang Qing didn't die, he was saved by her. She knew she would be able to save him.

At this time, the young man in the courtyard changed out of his eternal white clothes and wore a loose green robe. The texture is simple and loose, but in the handsome and elegant young man, there is the beauty of Xiao Su. The firelight reflected the young man's face, slightly tired, but his eyebrows were far away, and the rocks were clear.

This is really a beauty who doesn't look wolf at all times.

Mochizuki watched the window for a moment, thinking about many things in a mess. Slowly thinking of the inn accident in the afternoon, I couldn't help frowning. She had a bad premonition.

Qinglai City leads directly to the Demon Sect, and there are various formations and major camps in front of it to block this group of righteous people who want to go straight to the dragon's lair. At the same time, Qinglai City is also a town under the jurisdiction of the Demon Cult. Fan Hao, the owner of the welcome house, was once the master of the Demon Church. Under all kinds of restrictions, there was an explosive explosion in the inn, and it seemed that only the demon cultists did this.

It makes sense to think about it. If Mochizuki wants to kill a group of white people, it just so happens that an inn is full of white people. It doesn't matter whose family he is, it's best to die together.

However, the explosives ...... That's not the right way.

The explosives of this era were not very powerful, and they did not have the explosive and terrifying power of later generations. That is to say, it is very difficult to blow up people, especially a group of people who know martial arts. At that time, the fire that Yang Qing was chasing behind could be explained by the burning of kerosene. But the explosives are still very strange. At least Mochizuki wants to kill people, so he won't use such a chicken rib thing......

Well, on the other hand, the Demon Cult is really messed up. In the past, when she was a saint, she asked the people of the Demon Sect to see the people in the Cloud Gate, and they took the initiative to retreat and not come forward to entangle. Because of her regulations, Yunmen also got the eyes of many other sects. And what happened in the inn today, if it was really the Demon Sect's doing, it can only be said that the dragons have no leader, and no one will restrain these people anymore.

She was distracted, and the young man outside, who had been staring at her, turned his head sideways and glanced in her direction.

At this glance, Mochizuki's brain didn't react, and his body had already walked out. She stared at the back of the young man who was getting closer, jumped forward, and pounced on his back. Putting his arms around his neck, he said coquettishly, "I'm scared to death." Yang Qing, you are still alive, I am so happy. ”

"You're happy?" Feeling the girl rubbing his face, he nodded happily, Yang Qing's tone was a little empty, "Do you see me now?" ”

"I see." Mochizuki couldn't understand why he said that.

Yang Qing nodded, "Kill me." ”

“…… Yes? Mochizuki was surprised, "How could I possibly do this?" ”

Yang Qing smiled slightly, "Then you still haven't come down from my back?!" ”

Only then did Mochizuki react, Yang Qing's back was injured and burned by the fire. She pounced on it...... Isn't that tantamount to murdering him?

"Are you seriously injured? Does it matter? Mochizuki squatted next to him, seeing that his face was light and snow-white, he couldn't bear to touch him with his hands and feet, and he was angry again, "You have back pain, just say it." Why waste time going around with me? ”

Yang Qing ignored her.

Mochizuki sat on his knees and stared at his movements, only to realize that Yang Qing was roasting a sparrow. This should be their dinner.

Yang Qing didn't speak, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Mochizuki held his chin and looked at him, and for a moment he couldn't bear it anymore. She was born to be a happy beauty, and Yang Qing was one of them. The surging feelings, there is nowhere to vent on weekdays, and as soon as I meet Yang Qing, I can't help but want to vent a thing or two.

Mochizuki said stupidly, "Yang Qing, do you know how to cook?" ”

"Hmm."

"That's good," Mochizuki said happily, "and when we become relatives, you can cook for me every day." ”

Yang Qing woke up from his contemplation and glanced at her with a smile, "Dreaming." ”

I don't know if it means that they got married, or if he cooks for her.

Mochizuki's affection was not affected by him at all, and he still praised him very happily, "You are so good to me now, roast sparrows for me to eat." I'll treat you well in the future. ”

"How do you treat me well?" Yang Qing asked rhetorically, "Do you cook?" Do you work? ”

Uh, this ...... As a saint, Mochizuki never does heavy work.

She smiled slightly, "It's better for you to come...... I'll treat you well in other ways. ”

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows.

And at this moment, Mochizuki leaned over and kissed him on the eye. That's what she said, "I'll treat you well in other ways."

Raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, stunned. He turned his head sideways and glanced at the moon, his face pale.

He looked at her faintly, and his hand trembled slightly, and the man fell. Mochizuki hurriedly caught him and picked up the young man who had passed out.

Mochizuki: "? "I'll just kiss you, and you'll be stunned by me? Do you hate me so much?

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility. Thinking of the explosives in the inn, thinking of Yang Qing's sudden pause when he was in mid-air...... Her face turned pale, and she grabbed Yang Qing's hand and checked his pulse.

Heart, sinking into stagnant water.

Really.

Damn it...... Demon Cult!