There was a mess in front of the wooden house, and the people in yellow shirts scattered, kicked the wooden doors open one by one, and after searching, Xiang Jing Wusheng returned to his life.

Knowing that before the two left, they had not left any clues, Jing Wuming held his hands behind his back, and looked at the three of them coldly with dead gray eyes, without emotion and brilliance, like a stone that breathes for a while.

But it was such a person, full of oppression, and he had three scars on his face, one of which was particularly long, from his bun to the corner of his lips, making his expression look even more mysterious and terrifying.

Jing Wuming is Shangguan Jinhong's right-hand man, he is like a sword, a sword without emotion, except for obeying Shangguan Jinhong's command, there is no extra emotion, he will not even be afraid and fearful, and he will always have abundant fighting spirit when he is strong.

If in front of Ah Fei, the three people who passed by the Hades only felt fear, in front of Jing Wuming, they felt that they had already stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot.

"Who killed Yan Wushuang and Tang Du."

Jing Wuming's face was cold, and his tone did not fluctuate.

The three people who knelt on the ground replied with severe pain and trembling: "The master forgives the sins, the subordinates are not careful, the fast sword Ah Fei is really powerful, and the two hall masters have been conspired against by him for a while." ”

Another person added anxiously: "My lord, that Ah Fei is ruthless, and he is definitely a big trouble for me on holidays." ”

They tried their best to praise Ah Fei, just to prove that they had indeed fought to the death to the end.

For a few people, being hung by Ah Fei on a tree and waiting for someone from the gang to come is a dead end in itself. The Money Gang is fierce to outsiders, and it is not very lenient to its own people.

Jing Wuming's eyes were unmoving, unusually indifferent, and the three of them were prostrate on the ground trembling, waiting for his verdict.

The wind blew through the plum forest, the grass and trees shook, and Jing Wusheng's figure only shook slightly, and then returned to the eternal calm.

"Let's go, leave someone to dispose of the body."

He spoke indifferently, and the three people who had been prostrate on the ground before had fallen in different directions, and there was a bloody hole in their throats.

He actually killed three people at the same time in an instant.

But Jing Wuming didn't know that the three of them still hadn't said a word, they wanted to live by this sentence, but they didn't have a chance to say it.

No one was surprised, even if the dead were disciples of the Money Gang like them, even if they were still respectfully expressing their loyalty a moment ago.

Dead is dead, and the Money Gang is always the most adept at handling corpses.

Jing Wuming strode down the mountain, obviously without any clues, but he seemed to be confident.

He was fearless, and he had no fear of Ah Fei, who killed Tang Du and Yan Wushuang with one enemy and two enemies, only the excitement of meeting his opponent in chess, and he had no fear.

Jing Wuming is a natural swordsman, he pursues the ultimate fast, only kills the sword, and never points to others.

In a way, his sword is the most similar to Ah Fei's, and it is always easy to get excited when encountering similar opponents.

Jing Wusheng did not panic, after going down the mountain, he directly ordered the people in the gang to draw portraits of Ah Fei and Lin Xian'er, and dig three feet into the ground to find them.

Jing Wuming did not order to stay alive, because he knew that those people could not kill Ah Fei, so he only instructed the disciples in the gang to report to him as soon as they found Ah Fei and the others.

The carriages were babbling, the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road were beginning to turn yellow, and the autumn depression stretched from the top to the bottom of the mountain.

Gu Xiaoxiao leaned over and leaned on the pillow with a lazy attitude, and Ah Fei sat opposite her, his eyes were empty, and he didn't dare to linger on her.

Since the last time they stopped at the inn, they haven't looked for the inn to settle down, and these days, they are either in a hurry or on the way to find a carriage.

It's not hard to sleep in the open along the way, but Gu Xiaoxiao has never complained of hardship, and Ah Fei never seems to know hardship.

I'm afraid that the days of riding in the carriage will not be long, going out to spend money like running water, the silver brought by the two is not enough to roam the rivers and lakes, they can neither do clever and robbing things, but also can not rain windfalls, the next step can only temporarily find a place to settle.

The money in hand is getting less and less, Ah Fei is becoming more and more embarrassed, in his heart, Lin Xian'er gave up his glory and wealth, and lived a hard life with him, he couldn't even guarantee the most basic life, it was really too hard for her.

Now, Lin Xian'er is being targeted by the money gang, he can only take her around, but he can't carry all this for her, Ah Fei blames himself.

But with his own strength, how to fight against the Money Gang, Ah Fei's eyes fell on Gu Xiaoxiao, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and the slightest worry in his heart gradually calmed down.

He's there, the sword is there, and he won't let her be hurt in the slightest.

Gu Xiaoxiao casually pointed to the east, and they traveled all the way east, day and night, and now stopped at a place called Yuanshan Village.

In order to hide people's eyes, the two pretended to be a couple fleeing the famine, and temporarily settled in a deserted and dilapidated temple on the mountain.

The temple hut was broken, and there were mottled cobwebs everywhere, and the two of them cleaned up so that they barely had a place to live.

After they arranged the straw on the bed, they put a layer of soft felt on it, which was considered a simple bed.

Even this simple bed, only Gu Xiaoxiao can sleep, Ah Fei directly cleaned up the abandoned table in the temple and placed it in the front hall to live at night.

After finishing the rectification, Gu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the straw bed, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Okay, let's settle here these days, I don't know what is abundant here." ”

Ah Fei looked at her smiling like a flower, and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart: "I have wronged you." ”

His eyes were gentle, slightly apologetic.

Gu Xiaoxiao laughed, opened the baggage, took out two pieces of baked cakes, and handed one to Ah Fei, her eyes were full of smiles: "What are you wronged, it was I who caused you to hide in Tibet with me." If you want to talk about grievances, you are also wronged. ”

She was right, whether it was the plum blossom thief, or the romantic debts that Lin Xian'er had provoked before, as well as the many shops under her command, none of them were easy to solve.

If it weren't for Ah Fei, unless she immediately turned into a martial arts master after entering the mission, she would have been forced to have no way out.

Lin Xian'er has many admirers around her, they either covet her beauty, covet her body, or go for her money, but few of them love her and protect her sincerely.

Only Ah Fei, even though he knew that Lin Xian'er was an evil plum blossom thief and knew that she was not as beautiful as he imagined, still insisted on being with her to protect her.

From Ah Fei accompanying Gu Xiaoxiao to return the property stolen by Meihua, to now he is fleeing with her, in the past half a year, he has never made any superficial ****, and he has always maintained respect for Gu Xiaoxiao.

A gentleman does not deceive the dark room, although Ah Fei has not read many books, he understands this truth very well.

(Mo Mo Da, the next story will be written about the witch ~~ Ang, let's fight for magic and justice together, Qianyun Mo Da, thank you for the reward.) ~Lingzi likes every reader who likes Lingzi! (To be continued.) )