There are two things, Xin Yao used to never leave her, one is the bamboo flute given by the emperor, and the other is the internal strength method customized for her by Si Ling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Xin Yao has long been familiar with the mental method, and now that her internal strength has recovered, the mental method of healing is not much use, but after all, it was written by Si Ling herself, Xin Yao does not forget the teacher's kindness, and will always carry the mental method in her arms and miss the master.

Now it is gone, it must have been accidentally lost in Xunwei Mountain, the situation was chaotic at that time, and it was very likely that the mind fell out of his arms.

Xin Yao sighed silently, she had no choice but to give up, Shi En remembered it in her heart, and without a mental method, she could still miss Master Si Ling.

After a whole night of chatting about wine, I missed it endlessly, the sky was bright, Meng Qingzhi set off early, the white hibiscus flowers were stained with morning dew, covering the Mengfu compound, like rain and snow, making the parting more and more intense, Meng Qingzhi reluctantly said goodbye to Mr. Meng.

Stepping on the fallen leaves, all the way to the north, seeing that the journey was halfway through, Meng Qingzhi drove the carriage, passing through a forest path full of yellow flowers, Xin Yao and Taiying were attracted by the beautiful scenery, and opened the front curtain of the carriage left and right, Meng Qingzhi's handsome eyebrows just looked at them and smiled brightly.

The carriage stopped, and the three of them decided to take a break on this forest trail, which was already early winter, and it was rare to see the beautiful scenery of falling flowers.

Suddenly, someone shouted "help", Meng Qingzhi looked into the depths of the woods, and the cry for help came from there.

The three of them approached lightly on tiptoe, and it was easy to hide from the trees.

The tall trees blocked most of the sunlight, the light was not very sufficient, and the winding paths in the forest were eerie, and I saw a blood-stained man surrounded by three men in colored robes, and the cry for help should have come from this man's mouth.

The three men surrounding him, dressed in uniform and with similar swords, appeared to be from the same sect.

"Do you decide on your own, or do you bother me to give you a ride myself?" A man in a long colored robe pointed his sword at the injured man in the middle, his voice slightly muffled.

"The Ancient Moon Sect is really insidious and cunning, and it has the ability to compete with us above board." The injured man was panting hard, and even if the current situation was very unfavorable for him, he was very hard and would not be soft-mouthed.

"Do you think that if you try it, our Guyue Sect will be afraid of you Xiaoshan, and we will not trample you under your feet just like that." The Gu Yue Sect disciple who was the leader was arrogant, stepped on the shoulder of the Xiao Shan disciple, and then trampled him to the ground.

"Don't talk about it, it's not like our head and your sect leader haven't tried, your sect leader once lost under our Xiaoshan sword, and the entire martial arts knows it." Xiao Shan's disciples were not afraid of the fierce and vicious Gu Yue Sect, even if they were trampled on the soles of their feet and couldn't move, they dared to ridicule them with disrespectful words.

"Xiao Mohui, you are dying, and you are still so hard-mouthed!" The Lingyun disciple roared angrily, increasing the strength of his feet, and smashing the ring-shaped jade jue that Xiao Mohui was wearing on his wrist.

"Ling Jinyun, you are acting so recklessly, our Xiaoshan disciples will never let you go!" Xiao Mo will see the jade jue broken, his heart aches, this jade jue was given to him by the master, he has always worn it on his left hand, cherished it as a treasure, and never left his body.

"Hehe, only the weak will always remember the majesty of the past. I might as well tell you, the Guyue Sect is not what it used to be, our sect leader has created a set of Lingyun sword techniques, not to mention your little Xiaoshan, even if you look at the entire martial arts, there may not be anyone who is the opponent of our sect leader. Ling Jinyun continued to speak in an arrogant tone, he looked forward to his self-pride, his eyes were empty, as if their sect leader had already sat on the throne of the first place in martial arts.

"Haha, joke, it's a big joke. Instead of listening to you talk about dreams here, it's better to give me a sword. "Xiao Mohui was not only trampled on the soles of his feet by Ling Jinyun and shattered the ring-shaped jade, but also listened to him boast about the Ancient Moon Sect in this arrogant way, which was simply humiliating.

"Since you are bent on death, I will grant you your wish." Ling Jinyun said, grabbed Xiao Mohui's neckline, threw him next to the tree trunk, and then took out a thin roll of hemp rope and tied Xiao Mohui tightly to the thick trunk one by one.

"Ling Jinyun, what are you going to do, if you want to die, you will die, and you will play less tricks." Xiao Mo would shout in a hurry, he pushed his limbs hard, but he was finally tied to death, and after a while, he couldn't move the part below his neck anymore.

"Wouldn't it be too cheap to stab you to death with a sword, I want you to be tortured to death slowly." Ling Jinyun pulled out his long sword, and along the gap between the ropes, he slowly made a few long cuts on Xiao Mohui's shoulder, and the blood flowed down Xiao Mohui's shoulder, staining the rope red, and even dyeing the entire body red.

"Rest assured, at night, there will be beasts attracted by the scent of your blood, and when the time comes, you can enjoy your skin and flesh being slowly gnawed, until finally, along with the white bones of Sensen, will be eaten clean." Ling Jinyun and the other two Gu Yue Sect disciples smiled ghostly, and then left with their hands in their hands, leaving Xiao Mo to stay where he was helplessly, the blood had already flowed onto the dirt, and the sky was full of blood.

Meng Qingyi frowned, the methods of the Gu Yue Sect were too cruel, and it was difficult to assess the right and wrong of the ordinary battles in the rivers and lakes, but even if there was a big grudge, killing people in this way was really against the way of heaven.

"You villains." Xiao Mohui struggled painfully, watching Ling Jinyun and the others slowly leave, Xiao Mohui gradually lost the strength to struggle, the rope was still tightly wound, and he did not relax at all because of Xiao Mohui's useless struggle.

Meng Qingzhi really couldn't stand it anymore, and after making sure that Ling Yun and his party had gone away, Meng Qingzhi walked up to Xiao Mohui and released the rope for him.

"Hero, help, help me." Xiao Mo felt in a daze that he had been rescued and was lying flat on the ground.

He hurriedly grabbed Meng Qingzhi's arm, like grasping a life-saving straw, but it didn't take long for Xiao Mohui's hand to fall to the ground weakly, his shoulder was in severe pain, and his arm was really unable to exert his strength.

The mountains and forests here are dense and the grass is planted, Meng Qingzhi easily picked a handful of purple bead grass in the surrounding area, ground it with stones, and then smeared it on the sword wounds on Xiao Mohui's shoulders to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

Xin Yao took out some dry food from his bag and sent it to Xiao Mohui's mouth, while Taiying fed Xiao Mohui a mouthful of water from time to time, and after a while, Xiao Mohui slowly regained his strength, and he got up with difficulty and sat down against the trunk of the tree.

"Benefactor, dare to ask the benefactor's surname, the hero's life-saving grace, I Xiao Mo will be unforgettable." After Xiao Mo came to his senses, he was grateful to Meng Qingzhi.

"My surname is Meng, I'm just a little Langzhong, it's my duty to save people, and it's not enough to worry about it." Meng Qingzhi said politely, he had only heard of the Xiaoshan faction and the Guyue Sect in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't know them, and Meng Qingzhi didn't want to be involved.