Chapter 15: A faint figure
Chen Ling untied the cloth bag and took out the bamboo tube, there were only seven words in it, Huizhou Rongcheng Yuyin Pavilion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
She frowned, Yuyin Pavilion was familiar, and then it suddenly dawned on her, remembering that she was fortunate enough to go once, this Yuyin Pavilion is indeed a good place for self-cultivation, but it is a pity that it is also a place for prisoners of the Mo family.
I hurried overnight, and in the early morning of the third day, I arrived in Rongcheng.
Chen Ling found a small shop to live in, and after a simple freshening up, he lay on the bed, feeling sore.
Although the surface was peaceful along the way, she always felt that someone was following her, and this person's martial arts were not weak, didn't her father keep his promise and send someone to follow her?
She was so tired, she simply ate a little food and lay down in her clothes, preparing to visit Yuyin Pavilion at night, and before falling asleep, all she thought about was the happy time with Master.
If Master knew that she had taken the risk to come to save him, I am afraid that she would be annoyed again, and she would definitely say that she had impulsively missed a big thing, but she couldn't do it, and she couldn't do nothing knowing that Master was under house arrest.
What is a big thing, life is a big thing, and only with life can we talk about the future.
The corners of her mouth pulled a faint smile, remembering the last time she sat with the master, she made two small dishes for the master to taste, the master frowned, looked at her eyes and didn't spit it out, swallowed it forcefully, it was difficult to maintain her son-in-law image, took a sip of tea, and said fiercely, "Say, do you want to kill the master so that you can secretly go down the mountain?" ”
She smiled, knowing that she had failed again, and she did not apologize in the slightest, "Master, this is a dish that I can barely get my hands on in the morning, so Master can't praise me?" ”
Her master shook his head, looked at her, and shook his head again, "Alas, I'm afraid I won't be able to marry in the future." ”
"I'm not married, isn't it good to accompany Master?"
Master frowned, "It's a pity that the dowry prepared for you by Master seems to be going to be in the mud." ”
Chen Ling almost jumped up when he heard this, "Huh? And the dowry? Master, anyway, the dowry is to be given to the apprentice, it is better to give it to the apprentice now, the apprentice promises to invite the best restaurant master to cook a good meal for the master, and the apprentice steals the master to learn the arts, so as to ensure that the master eats white and fat, healthy and healthy. ”
The corners of her master's mouth curled, "Think beautifully, don't think I don't know you, hurry up and redo it." Deliberately put more salt, want to salty your master and then be lazy and not cook, right? ”
Chen Ling smiled, "Master is wise, Master is wise, Master is unique, Master is Lao Jiang." ”
Her master waved his hand, "Don't worry about the dowry, when you get married, it will naturally be given to you." ”
She laughed, ah, and was seen through again.
In her sleep, she suddenly felt a voice, she woke up, and the smile on the corner of her mouth faded faintly.
I don't know how much dowry the master saved for her.
It's a dream after all.
Hearing the sound, she opened her eyes, the voice was very soft, she had been staying by Master's side, Master had deteriorated her ear strength due to some diseases, and her normal life was okay, so she became Master's ears over time. Hearing the sound of the door lock being gently opened, she quietly got up, and hid on the roof beam, at this time, she saw a person quietly walking in, close to her bed, fortunately she was alert, and went to the beam early.
The man stabbed her bed with a sword.
With a good chance, she suddenly got down from the beam and at the same time drew her soft sword and stabbed it straight at the man. The man was not weak, and when he heard the voice behind him, he knew that he was fooled, and he dodged sideways, and the sword in his hand had already stabbed out.
The night is very quiet, and the sound of the two people's lives is not loud, but the move is deadly, and the attack is extremely dark, and it is a professional killer.
Chen Ling barely dodged, wondering in his heart who hired Wujimen to want her life, could it be Mo Fei? She suddenly said, "Is it the Infinite Gate?" ”
"Huh." The man sneered, "You have a bit of knowledge. ”
Could it really be Murphy? Do you really want my life? It seems that there is you without me, and there is me without you.
It's very painful to be chased and killed by Wujimen, although her identity Mo Fei doesn't cost much silver, but there are always killers who keep approaching you and torturing you, how can you rest? How to save people? She had to think about it and leave.
I didn't know that this person was pestering her, and she was so sticky, although she couldn't kill her, she couldn't stand being entangled by him like this.
However, Wujimen's kung fu is so bad?
She found an opportunity to go out of the door and turn over to the room, turned over and landed, turned left and right, and suddenly hid in a dark corner, this person did not give up, and still followed her.
She pulled out her soft sword and pointed it at the back of the other party's neck, a chill was pressing, "Who are you?" You are not the Wuji Sect, which sect are you from. ”
The man suddenly turned around and raised his hand, which was a hidden weapon, and when she dodged, the man also ran away.
It's not Wujimen who pretends to be Wujimen, who is it?
Next to the plum tree, there was a slight cold wind, and a faint figure stood beside the tree for a long time, but the slender figure was very thin, looking like a scholar. A few petals fell on his body, faint and fragrant.
Looking at Childe's face again, his eyes are like morning stars, the bridge of his nose is high, his lips are light red, his eyebrows seem to be born with sadness, and there is even a strand of white hair on his sideburns, but his face is very young, is it a young man's white hair? I really can't tell how old I am. The white curved robe, the white belt, and a jade pendant hanging on the belt, look closely at the lines, like a natural ethereal landscape painting.
At this moment, a man came from the side and put a white cloak over his body.
The faint figure did not look back, still unmoved.
"Childe, Mo Ling has been to Huizhou last night." Mo Yang spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the silence of this son.
The faint slender figure raised his eyes slightly, "Oh? The action is quite fast, did you stop her? ”
"It's been stopped, but I don't know if Childe really has killing intent." Mo Yang seemed to be reluctant, after all, he was from the same family, and the two of them met occasionally, knowing that she was in danger but couldn't help.
The faint figure smiled faintly, his eyes were suddenly very cold, revealing a cold light, and for a moment Mo Yang only felt that the heavens and the earth were dark, and his whole body was cold.
"Kill, if she can't avoid this, then it's useless to keep her." Cold and emotionless.
Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to say something, and finally held back.
Mo Yang, who had already walked out of the door, was covered in cold sweat, and suddenly sadness came from it, not knowing whether it was for her or for himself.
Will she be her future self?
The faint figure stood quietly under the tree, Mo Yang wanted to say that he knew, but many things had already begun, there was no way to turn back, sometimes, what should be sacrificed had to be sacrificed, and great things were to make trade-offs, his eyebrows were still sad, plum blossom petals fluttered and fell, falling on his shoulders, obviously there was a cloak on his body, why did he feel a little cold?
It seems that the cold winter is still not over. He thought about it, remembered the delicate face that often smiled, he frowned slightly, and sneered, he was much cold-blooded than he imagined.