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A few pieces of shards were buzzing and trembling, as if they were trying to be spliced back together. I saw that the boy stepped on it a few times, and the most active wooden block was trampled into crumbs, and the other pieces immediately fell silent.

"Thank you for the rescue." Because of the thick night, Chen Fan'er couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only be sure that the other party was not very old and was a man.

The sound of knives, felling, and screams in the mountains and forests became louder and louder. The young man glanced at Chen Fan'er, didn't answer, and disappeared into the night with two swishing jumps.

"Miss, are you alright?" The two palanquins came out of the house one after the other, with broken branches still hanging on their bodies, and several wounds on their faces and clothes, but they were fine.

Chen Fan'er stepped forward to observe the wreckage, and it turned out that the "tentacles" of the tree demon had taken root in the ground, and the branches that trapped the two sedan chairmen were controlled by this demon. Now that the body has been destroyed, the two of them are naturally out of trouble.

"I'm fine." Chen Fan'er looked into the depths of the mountains and forests, and her face showed a worried look.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the fighting to stop. Two figures in the woods, one tall and one short, slowly walked out.

"Uncle Song, you're injured." Chen Fan'er saw Song Qingsong covering his left arm, blood oozing from his fingers, and his face was a little pale.

"It's okay, it's just a bruise." Song Qingsong saw that the two palanquin drivers were also slightly injured, but fortunately Chen Fan'er was safe and sound.

"Thank you for your help." Chen Fan'er thanked her again, this time more sincerely, her body was pressed very low, and her head was always facing the ground.

The young man didn't look at Chen Fan'er more, but looked at Song Qingsong curiously, and said, "Uncle, your sword skills are good, can you teach me?" Oh, by the way, my name is Mo Chenggui. ”

Song Qingsong was a little surprised, just now Mo Chenggui killed four tree demons with his bare hands, without any effort, compared to him, it was a world of difference, why did the other party take the initiative to learn the knife technique?

"In Xia Song Qingsong, if Mo Shaoxia doesn't dislike it, this set of knife techniques will be given to you."

"Uh, give it to me for nothing? No, so be it, if you need help, just say. Mo Chenggui said disapprerovingly, and as he spoke, he walked to the corpse of the tree demon just now, rummaged through his feet for a moment, and took out a small black bead.

"Mo Shaoxia's words are serious, you saved the lives of several of us, it's not for nothing." Song Qingsong is a little persistent in this regard, and it is difficult to repay the grace of saving his life, and a mere sword book can only repay him in case.

Mo Chenggui played with the black beads in his hand and no longer answered, seemingly a little unhappy.

"Young Master Mo, a few of us are going to Linhai County. The future is dangerous, Uncle Song is injured again, if you can escort us for a ride, the little woman is grateful. ”

Chen Fan'er was vaguely aware of Mo Chenggui's character. It should be the same as the Land Rover, and the straight character is brainless, if you think that "help" is not a favor, you don't want to listen to it if you explain it to others.

Mo Chenggui turned around, looked at Chen Fan'er, and said with a smile: "This is easy to do, my tree heart is also ready, and I just want to go back to Linhai County, and I will take a companion to go with you." ”

"This ......" Song Qingsong wanted to say more, but was blocked by Chen Fan'er's eyes.

"Fan'er, this girl is really a natural young lady, and in just a few days, she has a temperament." Song Qingsong sighed inwardly. Chen Fan'er gestured with her eyes, and she instinctively obeyed. He has been an official for so many years, except for Cheng Zhi, Chen Fan'er was the first to make him surrender.

The agreement was completed, and the four of them went back to the hut to rest. And Mo Chenggui has been outside the house, leaning against the tree and pretending to sleep. His statement is very simple, since it is an escort, of course, it must be protected at all times.

Chen Fan'er's heart warmed, looking at the ink rules outside the house, and couldn't help but think of Land Rover.

"Brother Land Rover, I don't know if you are alive or dead now."

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"Whew...... The white-haired Land Rover was standing shirtless, standing in the center of a small waterfall for night training.

"Ahh For some reason, Land Rover suddenly sneezed and shivered with his body.

"I've been practicing for ten days, and I still can't adapt to the current? Homeopathy and borrowing are the basic lean of swordsmanship, and it seems that you have not experienced enough. Not far from the waterfall, Bai Wuxing was leaning against the trunk of a tree to observe the cultivation of the Land Tiger.

"Yes, master, I will continue to work hard." Land Rover wondered in his heart, he had adapted to the intensity of the waterfall four days ago, and he could finish this practice after another hour, why did he suddenly sneeze.

"Hmm. When this practice is over, go to Linhai County to find someone and ask him to make a good sword for you. Bai Wuxing leaned back and continued to stare at the Land Rover. His appearance hadn't changed much, but his silver hair had all turned black, and his two unsheathed swords still hung from his waist.

It's just that Bai Wuxing's face is a little less heroic than it was back then, and there is a little more expectation of Land Rover in his eyes.

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Chen Fan'er didn't say anything all night. Under the protection of Mo Chenggui, everyone spent the night peacefully.

At sunrise on the mountain, the dilapidated wooden house leaked a few rays of sunlight, which soon woke up Chen Fan'er and the others.

With a "squeak", Chen Fan'er stepped out of the door, but saw that Mo Chenggui was already practicing boxing by the tree.

Last night, because the light was too dim, I couldn't see clearly, but now that I look closely, this teenager is really different.

First of all, his hair was peculiar, shaved on both sides, with a piece in the middle, combed three braids, and twisted into one at the end; Secondly, the clothes he wears are also eye-catching, wearing shorts and short sleeves on a cold day, and he is barefoot, and he doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all.

The most curious thing is the strange patterns on the arms and calves of the ink rules, those drawings that seem to be drawn in blood, unseen and unheard of, and I don't know what they are used for.

Mo Chenggui didn't care that Chen Fan'er was looking at himself carefully, he still stood up straight and punched forward.

A fist is like the wind, the wind is not quiet, a fist is like a bell, and the bell does not ring.

"Good boxing, good momentum." Song Qingsong stood behind Chen Fan'er, saw Mo Chenggui practicing boxing, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "What a hero is a teenager." ”

Although Chen Fan'er didn't understand the mystery of this boxing technique, he could also see that Mo Chenggui was extraordinary. Guarded by this person, the road to the county will be much safer.

Mo Chenggui saw that the two sedan chair drivers were already waiting in front of the sedan chair, so he put away his posture after throwing the last punch.

"Mo Shaoxia is good at boxing, I don't know if this set of boxing methods has a name?" Song Qingsong saw Wu Qiyi's intention and asked curiously.

"Well, it's just these two punches, not boxing." Mo Chenggui touched his bare head, a little embarrassed to be complimented, "My father said that I would practice a hundred punches every morning, and I just did it." ”

"The avenue is one, and your father must be a martial arts master." Song Qingsong looked at Mo Chenggui's unshoed feet, and said with some embarrassment: "Mo Shaoxia, last night the tree demon attacked, and my horse was killed. I'm afraid we'll have to walk to Linshui-gun. ”

"It's okay, that's how I came here." Mo Chenggui flicked his toes and smiled dumbly, not minding.