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The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant, and the insatiable greed will be sorrowful. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When the dream dragon saw the man, he looked at himself like a monster, and said; Who are you and what do you want? The humane; I want to take you to a place where someone is waiting for you, and if you are wise, come with me, and both of us will save you a lot of trouble. Zhao Menglongdao; I don't know who you are, where you're going to take me, and I won't go with you, that man; It doesn't hurt to tell you who I am, you've heard of the god of death, but no. Zhao Menglongdao; I've never heard of it, that humanity; Well, even if you have the guts, all those who despise the god of death will surely die, and although I don't want you to die, you won't live for a few days. Because I am under the god of death, I am just a little ghost, my name is not in the world, my name is the ghost of the dead, my profession is to find famous people in the world, and bring them to the god of death.

Zhao Menglai listened to his words, and the cold hairs on his body were about to stand up, but he forcibly held back his fear and said coldly; I have not offended you, nor am I a prominent person. You're coming to me, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. The man's grim smile shook the wilderness temple, and Zhao Menglong couldn't help but shudder when he heard his laughter.

Laugh, the man said word by word; Don't think that you can deceive people by pretending, tell you, I've been with you for a few days, if someone hadn't bought you, I would have caught you a long time ago, although your reputation is not very prominent, but on the rivers and lakes, almost all the major sects are looking for you, this, you may not know. In fact, you are the most important person to look for in each faction.

Zhao Menglong listened and asked; I don't know what I mean by looking for a nobody? The humane; When the time comes, you will naturally understand, let's go, stop being verbose, I have said everything that should be said, Zhao Menglong said; Are you confident you can take me away? The humane; If I didn't have that confidence, I wouldn't have said a word to you. Zhao Menglongdao; What if I have a weapon in my hand? The humane; You used to use a knife, even if you have a knife in your hand, I can still catch you, Zhao Menglong said; If so, will you lend me your sword? The humane; You want to borrow my sword to kill me, I'm not that stupid, Zhao Menglong said; I want to borrow your sword, not to kill you, I just want to borrow it, and return it to you immediately, that human; Seriously? Zhao Menglongdao; A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase, I am not a gentleman, but I will never break my word, the man listened, and he calmly sent the sword over.

Zhao Menglong took the long sword, walked out of the temple gate, waved his hand to cut off a section of the branch, saw that the fork branch was handy, the long sword swung away, and the branch was cut off, leaving only about three feet, and then threw the long sword to the person who claimed to be a ghost who hooked death.

The ghost took the long sword, he finally understood what Zhao Menglong meant, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed; Okay, it is said that Zhao Menglong is tautologous and trustworthy, and his name is well deserved, it seems that you are going to use that branch to fight with me, if I defeat you, you will go with me, right? Zhao Menglongdao; Exactly, as soon as Zhao Menglong finished speaking, the man laughed again, and then said; Okay, I'm going to accompany you to the end today, if I use this long sword to defeat the wooden stick in your hand, I won't lose your heart.

After speaking, with a wave of the long sword, he also cut off a branch, and then said; I will use this branch to fight you, and if you win, I will let you go, and if I win, you will follow me. You see fairness, right? Zhao Menglongdao; There is no fairness between the two of us, between you and me, there is no grievance in the future, there is no enmity in the near future, you go your way, I cross my bridge, today you have to force me to go with you, is this fair? When the man heard Zhao Menglong's words, he was stunned for a moment, and paused for a while before he said; Well, although I admire you as a man, I have to take you away as a last resort. I can only win, not lose, I just use this long sword to fight you, if you really defeat me, so as not to regret it.

Zhao Menglongdao; However, I will also make the next condition clear, if you win against me, I am willing to go with you, if I don't go with you, you can ask for my life, if I use this branch to win over you, you have to answer me three questions.

The humane; Okay, a word is a certainty, the man's voice has not fallen, his long sword has been stabbed, Zhao Menglong put his body to the side, and the branch took advantage of the situation, but the hook dead ghost suddenly handed the right hand of the long sword to his left hand, and with a wave, he immediately cut off Zhao Menglong's branches, Zhao Menglong was shocked, and then shook the branches, and stabbed the eyes of the ghost with a snake.

Seeing that the branch trembled, it suddenly seemed like there were thousands of branches, and at the same time stabbed at his eyes, he was secretly frightened in his heart, and did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly jumped back, and at the same time danced the long sword into a sword flower when he jumped back, blocking in front of him. The ghost stood still, feeling a slight chill on his back, he knew that he had been shocked into a cold sweat, he no longer dared to be careless, the sword was handed over to his right hand, and he stepped on the gossip square step under his feet, and steadily attacked with the sword.

When Zhao Menglong saw his long sword stabbed out, he sneered, knowing that he was doubly careful and did his best, so he transported the internal force to the branch, so that the soft branch became extremely stiff, and when the long sword that hooked the ghost stabbed it, he struck a blow on his blade, which shocked his long sword, and at the same time, the internal force on the branch was discharged, and it was pulled down to his wrist.

The ghost suddenly felt that the sword body was shocked, and he almost fell to the ground with his hand, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did this white-faced young man have such a deep internal force.

The ghost of hooking death attacked twice, defeated twice, and was stunned for a while, but Zhao Menglong didn't allow him to think about it, the branch was already attacked, and the ghost knew that the branch was soft, and the thorn would not be seriously injured, only the acupoint was pointed, and it would not be able to move, he hurriedly waved his sword to seal the big hole on his chest, Zhao Menglong's branch, but it suddenly bent down, and pointed his rabbit hole, the rabbit hole is located in the middle of the thigh, if it is hit, the person must fall, he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and waved the long sword downward, Still cut into the branches. Zhao Menglong saw that he was extremely cautious, although he swung it down with his sword, the castration of the long sword on his wrist was still on the major acupoints on his chest, and he had an idea, and the branch of the rabbit did not retract, but sank down sharply, avoiding the sharpened long sword, and went to his foot three miles.

The three-legged li is three inches below the knee, Zhao Menglong pointed at his acupoint, and he took great risks, because what he was holding in his hand was a branch after all, if the other party was not afraid of the acupoint being pointed, and the long sword was raised, he would either die on the spot, or be seriously injured, and the other party was just kneeling down on one leg. But he had already seen that after the ghost of the dead hook had exchanged two moves with him, he had already developed fear in his heart, and he would definitely not think of counterattacking in an instant, and his legs were also involuntarily jumped backwards.

It's a pity that Zhao Menglong was overjoyed when the branches were about to reach his feet, and the ghost felt that his calf was numb, and his face turned pale with fright, and he almost fell. Zhao Menglong didn't attack again, and said in a deep voice; You lost, the ghost of the hook is lost, he thought about it carefully, and felt that he was extremely wronged in losing, and the sword he held in his hand was obviously a sharp sword, but he let the other party's branch hit his acupuncture point, which was purely caused by his own timidity, thinking of this, he smiled coldly, and then waved the long sword and attacked it silently.

Zhao Menglong saw that he didn't admit defeat, and he had no choice but to blame himself for being careless and not sealing the Zusanli acupoint of one. At that moment, I saw that the man's long sword was attacked, so I had to concentrate on the move, but I couldn't help babbling, but I saw that the man's sword move was very weird, and when a sword stabbed out, it not only made a sneering sound, but the cold light on the sword was illuminated by the firelight, which was dazzling, and the operation of the sword was not according to the convention, and after a few more moves, Zhao Menglong's sleeve was punctured, and he was shocked, and the long sword rolled back again. I saw another section of his branch cut off, and at the same time saw a cut in his trousers.

After fighting for a while, Zhao Menglong saw that the sword moves of the ghost were becoming more and more strange, and he said in his heart; If this continues, there is no doubt that he will lose, so he keeps dodging and thinking of countermeasures.

Just when he was frowning and struggling, he was slashed by the man in the chest, and he couldn't help but feel a kind of self-pity and self-abandonment in his heart, feeling that he was indeed incompetent, not even as good as a beggar, although the beggar was wearing rags, but he could not be chased by others without a moment of peace. Because the Beggar Gang is the No. 1 gang in martial arts, whoever wants to provoke the disciples of the Beggar Gang is looking for trouble by themselves and asking for their own hardships.

Zhao Menglong was forced to be helpless, and used the moves in the Jiuyang Divine Skill, but he didn't expect it to work in one fell swoop, the hook ghost saw that his swordsmanship couldn't help him, and he was irritated for a while, and when he was fighting, he suddenly handed over the sword to his left hand, and at the same time stabbed Zhao Menglong's lower abdomen, Zhao Menglong turned around and flashed, came behind him, and the branch hit his leg and wrist twice, and the ghost of the hook died involuntarily knelt down. The dead ghost never stood up again, he sighed; I can't imagine that I can be defeated in your hands, and it seems that it is impossible to capture you.

Zhao Menglong was about to speak, but when he saw that the man's long sword fell and wiped it towards his neck, he hurriedly reached out and pointed at his acupoint, so that his arm could not be raised, Zhao Menglong said; You have to keep your word, you promised me, if you lose to answer my three questions, why don't you wait for me to ask, that's it, this is not the big husband's doing, the man slowly put down the sword, sighed; If I had answered one of your three questions, I would have broken the promise of someone else, and I would have died in the future, and then I would have taken up my sword with my other hand and wiped my neck. Zhao Menglong stepped forward, stepped on the sword, and said; I haven't asked you a question yet, how do you know it's a treaty between you and someone else?

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and finally said slowly; You ask, one death is enough to resist, Zhao Menglong couldn't help but think in his heart, if I ask him who called him, he will definitely not answer, I still don't know who sent him to capture me, that's it, I don't have a peaceful life anyway, no matter who called him here, how many people came to me, and what they were looking for me, he wouldn't say it, even if he did, I don't know who they were, and it was impossible to escape their pursuit.

Zhao Menglong thought about it like this, and said; The questions I ask are very simple, first, what kind of swordsmanship are you making? The second question is, you have been following me for a few days, the man listened to Zhao Menglong's question, was stunned, did not answer for a long time, and finally sighed; My swordsmanship is called the Soul Hooking Sword Technique, which has never been used in the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect to use it for the first time today, but it was defeated in your hands, Zhao Menglong said in his heart; No wonder I had so much trouble subduing him. The ghost of the hook continued; I've been following you for six or seven days, and I've been changing my line of thought for the past few days, and I'm wearing makeup, because you don't notice it, I'm following you, what's your third question? Zhao Menglongdao; Can I go?

The dog didn't expect that he would ask like this, but then he understood that this was his intention not to embarrass himself, he bowed deeply to Zhao Menglong, turned around and left without looking back. Moments fade into the night.

Zhao Menglong saw that the ghost was gone, a stone in his heart fell to the ground, the fire at this time was about to be extinguished, Zhao Menglong was about to sit down and rest for a while, when he suddenly heard that there was humanity outside the temple; It is worthy of being done by heroes. Zhao Menglong heard someone talking outside the temple, although the cold hair on his body stood up, he looked outside the temple, outside the temple, under the reflection of the oblique moon, there was a person standing, Zhao Menglong did not move, and the person did not move. Zhao Menglong secretly held a dagger in his hand, he really didn't want to use this dagger, but he was very tired from fighting with the dog ghost just now, so he didn't dare to be careless anymore. He believed that the man was in league with the self-proclaimed ghost of the dead, and that if the man fought him again, he would be captured. He wants to use this dagger as a hidden weapon, he has been in the deep mountains and valleys, a stay is a few years, in these years, in addition to practicing Jiuyang magic skills, he in order to make a big boring time, has been with apes and wild goats, learn to fly the cliff and walk the wall, sit on the edge of the deep pool, with a small stone, a small wooden stick, hit the swimming fish in the water, or the birds in the air, over time, he has practiced a special skill, whether it is flying in the sky, swimming in the water, he can hit a hundred shots, there is no false hair.

After a long time, the man said; The hero is cold in autumn and cold, and the temple is broken, is there any difficulty? Zhao Menglong listened to the man and did not mean to sneak attack, but also said; He didn't know who that person was, and he didn't dare to tell the truth. And the man said; The man who is in charge of a fierce fight with you, intending to capture you, but he can't fight you, and you are conquered, why don't you kill him? But let him go, he is your enemy, and letting him go is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and then bring someone to capture you.

Zhao Menglongdao; It is useless to kill him and me, let him live, and it will be no big trouble in the future, not to mention that he was sent by someone, the man laughed and said; Such a generous person has never been seen in the old man's life.

Precisely; The mouse looks at the front of him, and the foresight is not idle;

The spirit of the small family has no foresight, and the heart is extraordinary.

When Zhao Menglong heard this, he couldn't help but step forward to see that person, but he couldn't help himself, and the man said; It depends on what you do, how about we make friends? Zhao Menglongdao; I have a very bad reputation, and it's hard to make friends with me, don't sit with you. The humane; Happy, happy, even sitting, not sitting, I really like friends like you, you are much better than those who have no guts, no courage, and are narrow-minded.

The man said while entering the broken temple, Zhao Menglong saw that the man was still in rags, tall, with strange bones and arms, and a lofty spirit, and he was over the age of sixties, and his generosity was extraordinary, so he relaxed all over, so he said; Okay, I'll make you a friend.

The humane; Since we're friends, let's talk about everything, what moves did you use when you fought that person just now? Fought with him for so long, and with only one branch. Zhao Menglongdao; You asked this, it was self-taught eight years ago, and the man was stunned; Is it your ancestral? Zhao Menglongdao; No, I got a book by accident and learned it, and I didn't learn it very well. When he heard this, he sighed and said; That's right, this set of tricks, lost for a long time, the same as the eighteen palms of the dragon, even if the average person can learn the moves, if you don't know the verbal decision, it is in vain, if you learn the verbal decision, if you are not a celebrity to instruct, you don't know which trick to use in the verbal decision, you learn from the book, can be so properly applied, this cleverness, can be said to be rare in ancient and modern times.

Zhao Menglong listened, and said in his heart; The old man is really an extraordinary person, when he first read this scripture, it was difficult to distinguish, and he said; The late student was in a critical situation, so he couldn't help but use it, it was really not a set, it was just a temporary expedient measure.

Zhao Menglong talked so unscrupulously, the old man nodded and shook his head when he heard it, was silent for a long time, and asked; I don't know whose hand that book is now? Zhao Menglong saw that the old man had no ill will towards him, so he said; It is not in anyone's hands now, and it will never be found in the rivers and lakes again.

Silent for a long time, Zhao Menglong said; Since you and I call ourselves friends, Xiaosheng has climbed high, I don't know how to call old friends by their big names? The humane; My name is Hong Qi, a member of the beggar gang, Zhao Menglong listened, and stopped talking again, Hong Qidao; Do you want to ask me why I came from and what I want to do, and why I'm watching you compete with the Devil of Death, and do you want to know all these things as a friend?

Zhao Menglongdao; I just want to know what the name of my old friend is, and as for the other questions, I don't want to know, I just want to know when and when I will be transferred back to my home, and my mother will see her. I don't know if I'll ever see my hometown again, I don't have a few days to live.

Hong Qi was stunned when he heard Zhao Menglong say this, and looked at him in surprise for a long time; You are so young, and you have such ingenuity, and you will succeed in the future, why are you so disheartened, saying that you don't have many days to live? Do you have an incurable disease? Or in the rivers and lakes, are there any enemies with high martial arts who want to come to you for revenge?

Zhao Menglongdao; I don't have an enemy, but it's no different from the enemy, because there are people chasing and killing me everywhere, Hong Qidao; Why? Because they know where I got the Jiuyang Sutra, so they tried every possible way to find me and let me take them to the place where the scriptures were hidden, I knew that after they got the scriptures, they would kill me, what is the difference between this and the enemy? Therefore, if they had caught me, I would rather die than take them there.

Hong Qi listened and muttered to himself; I see, the Jiuyang True Scripture is a martial arts person who must fight for knowledge, Zhao Menglong said; Why? Hong Qidao; Jiuyang Zhenjing is the treasure of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple Jueyuan Master, learned Jiuyang Zhenjing, before the death, recite the scriptures, at that time there were Zhang Sanfeng, Guo Yu Woman, Shaolin colorless master, three people each remember a part, so Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, martial arts Dajin, decades, the court is resistant, the name of the martial arts. Later, Xiaoxiangzi, Yin Kexi stole this scripture from the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, and was chased to the top of Mount Hua by Master Jueyuan, seeing that he couldn't get out, there happened to be a blue ape next to him, and the two had a plan, cut open the belly of the ape, and hid the scriptures in the abdomen. Since then, the whereabouts of the Jiuyang True Scripture have become a major mystery in the martial arts for nearly a hundred years.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, I don't know where to get this scripture, after learning the scriptures, the bright top battle, laid the foundation for the Ming Dynasty, in recent decades, no one still knows Zhang Wuji's scriptures, no wonder the martial arts factions have said that they want to find the scriptures of Jiuyang. It seems that you will not be able to escape, it is better to blend in with our beggar gang, and maybe you can fool the past.

At this time, a beggar looked like a person ran to Hong Qi in a panic and said; Gang leader, the Yellow River Gang surrounded our beggar gang disciples, Hong Qi heard it and said angrily; Is this true? The beggar helped the disciple to say; I sneaked out of there to inform the helper. Hong Qi Gongdao; I'll take a look, turn my head to Zhao Menglong and say; Friends take care, there will be a period later, after speaking, turn around and leave, disappearing into the hazy night in an instant.

At this time, the east was getting brighter, and Zhao Menglong walked out of the broken temple. The weather in late autumn, the morning is particularly cold, the wind blows, the forest roars, the canyon shakes, the cold wind crosses the trough, drills into the dense forest, the fallen leaves are flying, sometimes from the air, the trees are swaying back and forth, whining.

Zhao Menglong stood under a big tree, letting the mountain wind pass by, he was thinking, although the world is big, but I don't know where to go, Zhao Menglong is tired and tired, and slid helplessly under the big tree. With his back against the tree, his chest fluctuated uncontrollably, enduring the impact of various thoughts. He thought that since he came to Changsha Mansion and treated the fifth aunt of the Zhu family, in the Zhu family's mansion, it can be said that everyone is in awe, but now at this time, he only feels that he is a poor worm.

Wisps of smoke rose from the distant mountain village, marking a world different from him, which was another way of saying life, which made him envious, and compared with the battles and vendettas on the rivers and lakes, he rose a kind of disgust from the depths of his heart.

In the dense forest, one tall and one short, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a person in green clothes, came to the broken temple not far from the edge of the forest, stopped, and saw their firm and powerful steps, and knew that they were people in the rivers and lakes. The shorter man looked at the broken temple road; Dad is this broken temple, and his voice is delicate, and it turns out to be a woman. Zhao Menglong told him from his previous experience that the father and daughter had an unusual and strange behavior, and their hearts moved, and they hid in a bush of dense leaves. Under Lin Tao's cover, coupled with his skill of flying from the cliff in the valley, even if the opponent's martial arts were several times higher than his, it was difficult to detect his careful movements. The man who was called Daddy said in a deep voice; You wait here, his body flashed, rushed into the forest, searched back and forth, Zhao Menglong looked at the person passing by, his heart was shocked, and he thought; This person was also cautious, and the man in Tsing Yi searched around before returning to the woman's side and said; Just now, my father looked at it, and he felt like he was being peeped at, but it turned out that he was suspicious of a dark ghost, and Zhao Menglong, who was hiding in the shadows, was shocked, and said in his heart; This person outside the forest is undoubtedly a master, only a person of this level can feel the peeps of others, who are those two?

Then I heard the woman sigh and say; Since the eldest brother came to the news of the scriptures, our Ma family seems to have changed to another world, calculating every day, and not being at peace all day long, is this right? The eldest brother affirmed his father; Those who have achieved great things, who have not gone through a lot of hardships and made all kinds of sacrifices, if they can get the Jiuyang True Scripture and get the secret transmission of martial arts, who will not respect our Ma family at that time, even if I sit on the throne of the emperor, it is not impossible, when we succeed, we know that all the sacrifices and sufferings now are worth it.

Zhao Menglong in the forest was shocked in his heart, and knew who the father and daughter outside the forest were, that is, the famous, Ma Renming, the owner of Majiabao Fort, and his beloved daughter Ma Xinying, Ma Xinying said; What my father taught me is that instead of spending my life ordinarily, it is better to do something big with vigor and vigor, and it is not in vain to go back in the world. It's just that the eldest brother Tama Ren Ming got excited and said; Sheng'er is taken care of by Li Sheng, and they have no real evidence, what can they do with Sheng'er, there is one thing that Daddy has never mentioned to you, that is, there was once a clever physiognomist who said, I have dragon patterns on both palms, which is the image of the Son of Heaven Ninety-Five, and now the true scripture is in the hands of Daddy, do you say that I am destined to be the emperor? Doesn't the world belong to the Ma family? Hey, someone's coming.

At this time, even Zhao Menglong in the forest heard a rapidly approaching voice, and Ma Ren said; Whether Brother Yang is here or not, Yang Sheng laughed and said; Brother Ma waited for a long time, the figure flashed, Yang Sheng stood in front of the father and daughter of the Ma family, the famous barefoot Yang Sheng, standing on the snow that had not yet melted, Ma Ren was famous; The younger brother has just arrived. Zhao Menglong didn't dare to look out, for fear of arousing Yang Sheng's vigilance again. Qiang, Ma Renming and Ma Xinying's angry screams came at the same time.

Yang Sheng laughed; Brother Ma's skills are better than before, and he really admires Yang, but Brother Ma's defense of me made Yang a big surprise. Ma Renming said angrily; Our brothers, why did you sneak attack me as soon as you arrived, Yang Sheng sneered; also said brother, you have to be true, and I don't know if Yang will say a certain voice, in vain I will contribute to your baby son, Ma Xinying said in a trembling voice; How do you know that Ma Renming is drunk and stopped; Xin Ying, Yang Sheng said with a smile; It doesn't matter if you say it or not, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know, the people who know the Jiuyang True Scripture are in the hands of your Ma family's father and daughter. Although the world is big, it seems that there is no place for you to be a famous Tibetan.

Qiang, Qiang, the sound of weapons clashing came again outside the forest, followed by Ma Xinying's exclamation, and Ma Renming's gasp, it seems that the father and daughter together are not Yang Sheng's opponents, Yang Sheng laughed; Brother Ma, you have been shrinking in Majiabao for too long, even if you practice hard day and night, you can't beat me Yang. This is a homeless man who takes the ends of the earth as his home and visits the world's masters as his way to practice martial arts. I think your martial arts were inferior to me back then, but today the difference is even farther.

Ma Renming said hatefully; As soon as he heard the true scriptures, he wanted to keep them for himself, and he didn't care about the righteousness of any friends, Yang Sheng sneered; For the treasure that the world dreams of, don't say the righteousness of friends, even if the love of husband and wife, the love of father and son, in your Ma Renming's heart, what is it, as long as I kill your father and daughter, find a wasteland and bury it, all the martial arts sects, I thought you were hiding, and I could find the whereabouts of the true scriptures at that time. Haha, bang, bang, the sound of weapons clashing kept coming from outside the forest. Ma Renming shouted; Ying'er go quickly, Ma Xinying shouted sadly; Dad, Ma Renming shouted angrily; Why don't you go away and die together?

Zhao Menglong in the forest was shocked in his heart, and said in his heart; This Yang Sheng's martial arts are so strong that even the famous master of Majiabao and his daughter can't match him. couldn't help but look out, Ma Xinying's bamboo hat fell, and swept towards the dense forest in a panic, Ma Renming resisted desperately with a sword, Yang Sheng's fierce attack, Zhao Menglong secretly thought, this Ma Renming is finally a good father, and at a critical juncture, he would rather sacrifice himself than save his daughter's life. As soon as he thought of this, he shouted loudly; Ying'er go quickly, and don't let the thief not get the true scriptures on you when you die. Ma Xinying, who had just pounced into the forest, shook violently all over her body, and she couldn't lift her true breath in shock, so she fell to the ground.

Zhao Menglong was startled, knowing the reason, Yang Sheng really shouted, forced Ma Renming away from Ma Renming in a few turns, and rushed into the forest, Yang Sheng entered the forest, and Ma Renming outside fled in the opposite direction, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

Ma Xinying, whose hair was scattered and haggard, had just gotten up from the ground, Yang Sheng swept from behind, bang, Ma Xinying should turn and fall, and threw herself in a pile of grass, Yang Sheng ran over, not caring about the suspicion of men and women at all, took off her clothes, searched carefully, and after a while, her whole body was shocked; No, he fell for this treacherous plan, he flew out of the forest and chased in the direction where Ma Renming fled.

Zhao Menglong breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and came to Ma Xinying's place, and Ma Xinying was flipped over when she was searched by Yang Sheng. The eyes, ears, mouth and nose were oozing blood, and I didn't know what my life was. At this time, her eyes opened weakly, her breath was like a hanging thread, Zhao Menglong said in her heart; Da Luo Jinxian couldn't save her life. He crouched beside her and whispered; Miss Ma, what do you have to say? The snowflakes kept falling on Ma Xinying's face, without any blood, and the snowflakes fell in the blood and melted. Seeing that her lips trembled slightly, as if she was saying something wrong, Zhao Menglong leaned his ear over and heard Ma Xinying's faint voice; Dad, you are so ruthless, Zhao Menglong couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, wiped the tears from the corners of Ma Xinying's eyes with his hand, and sighed; Miss Ma, what do you think? I saw Ma Xinying's lips move slightly, and I couldn't hear what she was saying. When Zhao Menglong saw this scene, he remembered the scene of Zhu Bailing's death. He slowly helped Ma Xinying up, resisted the life point in her heart, and injected true qi. leaned less, and listened to Ma Xinying's intermittent words; Brother, I can't do it, after I die, don't kill me in the wilderness, in the southeast, not far away, there is a cave, you hide me in the cave, and block the entrance of the cave with stones. I died at the hands of my father, but I also died. Obviously, she regards Zhao Menglong as his brother Ma Junsheng.

Precisely; Accumulating benevolence and virtue is a treasure, and coveting power is bound to hurt the body;

The dream is an illusion, and there are a few people who get their wish.

Zhao Menglong wanted to leave his enemy behind and leave, but he couldn't be ruthless and said secretly; There is no greater hatred than death, although she is my enemy, and it would be too cruel not to help her do this wish before she died, and when I think of it in the future, I will feel too unkind.

Zhao Menglong slowly put Ma Xinying down, supported her head with one hand and her legs with the other, stood up, and walked in the direction Ma Xinying said. Not far ahead, there is a cliff, there is indeed a rock cave under the cliff, the entrance of the cave is not big, about three feet wide, about five feet high, Zhao Menglong hugged Ma Xinying in, put it in the cave, turned around to go, and listened to Ma Xinying's faint voice intermittently; Brother, don't work hard for the Jiuyang Sutra in the future, it's a harmful thing, if you get the Jiuyang Sutra, it will definitely lead to death. Zhao Menglong listened, and said in his heart; What I said is extremely true, if I don't tell the matter of the Nine Yang True Scriptures, how can I attract countless calamities. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to abandon this person whose life was hanging by a thread in this barren mountain and cave, and there was no one to treat him for a while, waiting for life and death. Even though she was his enemy, he couldn't bear to kill her and leave. In desperation, he shot at Ma Xinying's several acupoints, let her stop the bleeding and fell asleep, and he went out of the cave again to find some herbs in the mountains and wilderness, although it has dried up, but it can also solve the urgent task.

He smashed the dried herbs with stones, applied them to Ma Xinying's wounds, and picked some oral herbs, according to the medical scriptures, for her treatment, there was no decoction utensils, he picked up a broken clay pot in the broken temple, melted the snow into water, boiled medicine for her, fed the medicine, and was busy all day.

Zhao Menglong stood outside the cave, the night fell again, he looked into the distance, the sky flashed a few sparse cold stars, a hook of the waning moon hung obliquely in the western sky, the afterglow was faint, the heaven and earth were chaotic, the gray and hazy mountains, one after another, the peaks were dark, abrupt, uneven peak shadows, like a giant wolf devouring people's teeth, daunting. At a glance in front of you, the mountains are stacked, everything is silent, waiting for the dawn to come.

Hey--- Ma Xinying's cry came from the cave, Zhao Menglong turned around and returned to the cave, Ma Xinying lay quietly on the weeds again, not moving, as if he was asleep again, he lit a pine branch and inserted it in the stone, the firelight illuminated the cave, and also shone on Ma Xinying's face, his face was flushed, and his breathing was still even. Clearly, the effect played a role. There is no abnormal situation, gently put her wrist, although the pulse wave is subtle, but it is normal, it seems that this person is saved.

Zhao Menglong found that Ma Xinying in a coma was very pretty, with a small melon face, a delicate round chin, two black eyebrows, like a crescent moon on the horizon, a straight and petite nose, a small cherry mouth, a face with white and greasy skin, and a looming wine vortex embedded in her face, even if she was asleep, she seemed to be laughing.

The scene on the edge of the forest outside the temple flashed in front of his eyes again, although he thought that this woman was a misfortune and a burden, but somehow he had a feeling of indescribability.