Demon Cult Saintess Mochizuki, that is a fallen figure.

The disciples of the Cloud Gate and Ming Sword Sect who were present had never seen this person in the younger generation. And the remaining two elders, the one sent by Mingjian was an old man, who couldn't retreat eight hundred years earlier, and because he was old and had a poor memory, he didn't associate with the witch Mochizuki when he saw the scene in front of him; The person who can suddenly think of the witch Mochizuki from Yang Wangyue, here, there is only Yang Qing alone.

The girl held a long knife in her hand, stepped on Chen Lao, and there were people lying around her. That arrogant posture is so similar to the former witch Mochizuki.

He looked at her, looked at her fixedly, his heart was hot and cold, his back was stiff and sweaty, and his expression began to be in a trance.

Then Miss Yang rushed over without warning, rushing over faster than anyone else's reaction, and for a moment when he was stunned, she hugged his waist tightly.

Under everyone's speechless twitching eyelids, Mochizuki didn't know that she reminded Yang Qing of her former self, but she knew that she couldn't let Yang Qing have the impression that she was "murderous". At this time, how grateful she was to the blunt iron, she could only chop people down, knock people down, but she couldn't kill people. If it weren't for that blunt iron, what Yang Qing saw now would be the scene of a river of blood.

Mainly, she didn't expect Yang Qing to come to her, and so quickly.

She was used to him ignoring her, and she didn't know that he would be so nice to a stranger.

Yang Qing's heart is complicated and unspeakable, but he doesn't know that Mochizuki's mood is more complicated than him?

I can't tell a thousand words, and when it comes to my mouth, Mochizuki Jiao says, "I'm so dizzy, I'm so scared...... Young Master Yang, I'm glad you're here. They bullied me, you see I'm hurt......"

She was indeed injured, with a wound on her forehead and blood stains all over her body, and sent the whole person into Yang Qing's arms, letting him see that he had not lied to him.

Homeopathically, leaning on Yang Qing's chest, his hand was softly placed on his raised arm, and he touched it reluctantly.

The standard configuration of Cloud Gate has always been a white and jade crown, not like an immortal. There are differences in details due to different status, but they are generally wide brocade white robes. Yang Qing, even more so. He wears white clothes, his robe is wide, fluttering and colorful, and he looks like a Zhilan jade tree from a close distance and a distance.

But leaning on him, you will find that he is covered by a wide robe, and his body is long and thin, with smooth lines and tight muscles. The slender skeletons that stretch out and spread out separately, and the brocade clothes are like famous satin, low-key and gorgeous.

Mochizuki's heartbeat: He wears a close-fitting sleeved strong shirt to show the perfection of his figure. Like some of the costumes of the Demon Cult...... If he wears it, he will be charmed by himself!

Yang Qing's mind didn't belong, and he was touched with tofu, and he came back to his senses all of a sudden, grabbing the girl's hand in his arms. Looking down at a pair of bright and revealing eyes under the girl wolf Bèi, he was silent for a moment—well, familiar recipes, familiar tastes.

He asked, "The girl is dizzy?" ”

Mochizuki nodded happily and fell down, "Oops, my head hurts, I can't stand it, Young Master Yang, hug ...... quickly"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Qing suddenly hugged her waist, Mochizuki was not surprised, the whole person was in the air, and he threw it out. She screamed in her throat, and before she could utter it, she was caught by the Cloud Sect disciples behind her. Yang Qing in front looked back at her, "Jiang Yan, Miss Yang is dizzy, she is about to faint, and she needs someone to hold her." Hug her. ”

“…… Yes?! Jiang Shaoxia was dumbfounded, his face and neck turned red, and he looked at Yang Wangyue, who had an ugly face.

After Yang Qing finished his order, he turned around and walked towards the purgatory field in the courtyard, and the old man wearing the clothes of the Ming Sword Sect behind him also hurriedly followed. In the courtyard, Mrs. Chen and others were crying around Mr. Chen's fat and unconscious body, shouting, "Someone! I'm going to report to the police! Killed! If my lord dies, I won't live either...... I'm going to avenge my lord and let that-hoof die......"

Yang Qing's voice was calm, and there were waves inside, "Madame, what do you think of this?" Since it was Miss Yang's hand, Mrs. wants to avenge Master Chen, why don't I wait for everyone to disperse and let Mrs. Yang and Miss Yang fight to the death? ”

Mrs. Chen immediately bowed her head and stopped howling.

Mochizuki, who was listening from afar, was stunned for a moment and chuckled: Yang Qing is really wilted. Knowing that she had knocked out the entire courtyard by herself, and said that she would let Mrs. Chen fight to her death, wouldn't that be to let Mrs. Chen come to her to die?

Yang Qing saw that Mrs. Chen stopped shouting, so he said gently, "Isn't this method good?" Let's think of something else. ”

He was bent on covering it up and suppressing Yang Wangyue's affairs. Mrs. Chen could only swallow tears of grievance, "You said. ”

Nearby, Mochizuki did not appreciate Yang Qing's demeanor anymore. Because Jiang Yan saw that she was covered in injuries, he proposed to deal with the wounds quickly. Mochizuki also wanted to appear in front of Yang Qing with the most beautiful face at all times, and nodded immediately. Jiang Yan and other young heroes went to look for medicinal materials and gauze, etc., and several female disciples in the Cloud Gate took Mochizuki to find a room casually and helped Mochizuki change clothes and wrap wounds.

Looking at these young disciples coming in and out, Mochizuki held his cheeks: the young children of Cloud Gate were so simple and kind that they were stupid, which made her scoff.

But it was this kind of stupidity, and after a few days of getting along, she actually had a good impression of them.

She has always felt that everyone in the white road is a hypocrisy, didn't she see how they arranged what happened after her death? But Jiang Yan's disciples were taught very well......

Blessed to the soul, Mochizuki asked the girl named Cheng Lan who bandaged her wounds, "Your generation of disciples, were you taught by Yang Gongzi?" ”

"That's not it," Cheng Lan said, "but Uncle Shi has nothing to do all the year round, and he does teach many disciples in the mountains." At least this time we traveled, Uncle Shi and we actually have the name of Half Division. Especially Senior Brother Jiang, his master went early, and he has followed his uncle since he was a child. It's almost the same to call Uncle Shi 'Master'. ”

And so it was.

And the rest of the people also wanted to talk and stopped: How could Miss Yang be so powerful? The people of the Chen Mansion were beaten by her? It's not normal.

But Uncle Shi didn't say anything, so naturally they didn't talk much.

When Yang Qing and the elder of the Ming Sword Sect joined forces to completely settle the matter between the Chen family and Miss Yang, forced the Chen family to make an oath, write an agreement, and came out, at the gate of the courtyard, I saw the little girl who was with Jiang Yan and other teachers and nephews, looking at him with bright eyes.

Yang Qing was watched by Mochizuki's shining eyes every day, and he was used to seeing it. But this time, I still feel like she's ...... More excited?

"Yang Qing!" Seeing him, Mochizuki, who had changed his clothes, flew over and was stopped a foot away by Yang Qing.

Yang Qing said, "Don't come here, I see you dizzy." ”

"......" He said before taking revenge on her that he was dizzy and would not leave in his arms, right?

Mochizuki continued to smile sweetly, "Jiang Shaoxia has sued me, thank you Young Master Yang for helping me solve that annoying Master Chen!" ”

Yang Qing: "If you thank me, stay away from me, I'm dizzy." ”

Plenilune:...... Careless.

Everyone said goodbye to the disciples of the Ming Sword Sect at the gate of the Chen Mansion, and after Yang Qing finished talking to that side, he was pulled by Mochizuki behind him. He turned around and followed her eyes, and there were people coming and going, and there was a downtown in front of him.

Yang Qing was led by Mochizuki for a long time, the corners of his lips smiled, and the dimples on his cheeks made people feel excited, "The girl wants me to accompany you to go shopping?" ”

"Yes, yes," Mochizuki nodded, agreeing with him, "I'm hurt." ”

Yang Qing thoughtfully, "Not bad." The girl was wounded, and I should have comforted her and fulfilled her wish once. ”

Mochizuki smiled shyly, "Yes." ”

"Haha", Yang Qing chuckled twice, immediately changed his face, and reached out to pull his sleeve from her fingertips, "Jiang Yan, you go with her." ”

He turned his head and continued to walk the same way back to the village, and behind him, Mochizuki was angry to death—this man was really bad! What kind of temper and high-spirited festival is a lie!

"Miss Yang?" Jiang Yan was embarrassed to look at her.

Mochizuki endured his anger, "Jiang Yan, let's go!" ”

Turning his head is a different direction from Yang Qing.

She didn't know that when she left with the young man, Yang Qing behind her suddenly turned his head and stared at her back contemplatively-slender and delicate.

He walked slowly, but his mind was full of thoughts.

Miss Yang, what is the relationship with the witch Mochizuki? Why was that moment so similar?

Miss Yang is very strange from beginning to end, and in many details, she does not look like a village girl who has never seen the world.

She pursued herself madly. And the same is true of the witch Mochizuki.

Could it be ...... The witch Mochizuki didn't die at all?

This is a trick of the Demon Sect, waiting to trick the people of the White Dao to the southwest rudder and catch them all?

Yang Qing's heart jumped twice quickly, and he couldn't go on.

He was in a trance, and he believed his instincts, Miss Yang, must have a connection with the witch Mochizuki.

He turned and looked straight at the bustling street market behind him. Under the surprised gaze of his disciples, he strode towards the bazaar behind him. The pace is fast, the sleeves of the robe are flying, and it looks so different from the usual calm and gentle.

He saw Jiang Yan and Mochizuki from a distance. The two squatted on a stall to look at things, some toads and other poisons, and some books, and the two were flipping through them.

Yang Qing walked over and dragged Mochizuki up.

"Uncle Shi?!" Jiang Yan looked up in horror.

Seeing his polite uncle, he lifted the Mochizuki girl, and in the girl's confusion, he held her face with both hands and stared at her face closely.

Mochizuki stared blankly at the handsome face that suddenly came over. She has always had no resistance to Yang Qing's face, and her legs are weak when she looks at it from a distance. As soon as he came over, her heart was beating out of her throat.

Good-looking eyebrows, beautiful eyes, and a straight nose...... There are also petal-colored lips that are sipped.

He's almost touching his face!

The snort is blowing in your face!

Surrounded by his breath!

Fine sweat oozed from the tip of Mochizuki's nose, and his breathing was chaotic.

At such a close distance, a girl couldn't help it, and the girl stepped forward and pressed it to his leaning lips.

In the bustling street, Jiang Yan Shaoxia, who stood up in a hurry, looked at the side in amazement - the young man and the girl were close together, and their lips touched.

Like a lover, I can't help but kiss.