Almost at the same time, four people rose from the ground. Of course, Su's mother and Shang's mother were held off the ground by their own men. The four figures disappeared into darkness for a moment.

If you look closely, the canopy in the area near the creek is cut into two layers. Towering peaks are above, and below are the bottom of the flat cloud prints.

Four against four volleys opposite. There are not too many words between each other, and the big war is about to break out.

Su Yun reminded: "They have the blessing of the Cloud Turning Seal, which can mobilize the sea of clouds, everyone be careful." ”

After the words fell, Su Yun with a white figure jumped up. The white clothes are swaying with big sleeves. There was a faint arc of electricity and rolling thunder coming out of the sleeve.

Wen Ziran, the man with the sword, shouted: "I'll come." ”

The long sword behind him suddenly came out of his body, swept high into the air and hid in the sea of clouds. Harnessing the clouds is several times faster than just out of the body.

Above the cloud seal, the moon shines and the stars are shining. Black clouds dot the night sky sporadically. The clouds that conceal the flying sword are like meteors piercing the sky, but they don't have a dazzling shining.

Looking at Su Yun again, the bulging sleeves are like a thunder pool. Crackling lightning continued to overflow from the big sleeves, and the speed of the clouds was not weak.

Shang Wu and Su Yun set off at the same time, simply and directly perched up. The wind around him is howling and domineering. The black long sleeves shattered instantly, revealing a strong, bronzed arm.

A punch slammed into the blue flying sword, causing it to deflect and skim its body.

Shang Wu drove the air and approached Liu Xian. The latter is a Shinto sword cultivator, who was close to a pure martial artist, and it can be said that he has been down for eight lifetimes.

If it weren't for the fact that this Shinto sword cultivator reacted quickly enough and quickly mobilized the clouds to protect his body, it was estimated that he would be broken by a few punches from the close martial artist.

Shang Wu's wife was actually a sword cultivator, and the flying sword stabbed on the churning clouds around Jin Yang's body, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Su Xiaoyu scolded Jin Yang angrily: "You shrunken turtle, are you a man?"

Then Shu Xiaoyu was also uncomfortable, and was close to Su Mu, who was a martial artist. At the beginning of the fight, Shu Xiaoyu did not regard Su Mu as an opponent, and looked light-hearted.

After a few fights, Shu Xiaoyu exclaimed: "When you were in private school, you hid your strength. ”

The only thing that answered her was an embroidery knife, which shimmered with cold light. forced Shu Xiaoyu to mobilize the few remaining clouds in the sky to protect herself.

The wind and clouds are surging above the cloud seal, and there is a possibility of falling if you are not careful. Near the creek below, it was as if the sky was shrouded, and the five fingers were missing in the pitch black.

Four teenagers sat back to back by the stream, looking up at the sky in boredom. The little faces were full of disappointment.

The general complained listlessly: "What about the promised Mid-Autumn Festival moon appreciation? What about the promised Mid-Autumn Festival reunion? The moon can't be seen, and Mr. Su and Uncle Shang are nowhere to be found." ”

In order to adjust the atmosphere, Ji Leng joked to himself: "The general knows how to appreciate the moon romantically? I have to take a note of this matter today, and I will often take it out and read it in the future. ”

The general didn't give a good face, and there was no need to pretend between them. directly scolded: "You stinky and shameless, you don't do a good job with a lot of ink in your stomach." I don't accept that the two of us go head-to-head. ”

Ji Leng was quite disdainful: "You are a simple-minded guy with developed limbs, and the ghost is going head-to-head with you." ”

The general rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, come on, the night is dark and the wind is high, it is the night of murder." “

Su Qingyi ruthlessly interrupted the two of them to play, wrinkled her little face and said bitterly: "I don't know what Xing Zhen is doing now, every Mid-Autumn Festival is spent with us." This year, there is less criminal truth, and it seems that there is a lot less excitement. ”

The little girl wanted to punish the truth, but she was too embarrassed to say it directly.

The slug merchant Rocky didn't care about this, what did he say: "Well, well, I think it's true." ”

The four children fell silent at the same time, and after a sigh, Ji Leng broke it: "I heard that Xingzhen went to Shishan, and now it is estimated that he is in the cave where we are playing together." ”

The general monkey was anxious: "How about we sneak to Shishan to find the punishment now?"

Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi, the two raised their hands and said in unison: "I agree." ”

Only Ji Leng shook his head slowly: "No, it's too dangerous at night." If we encounter a wild wolf on the mountain, we can only get into the wolf's belly. ”

The words were reasonable, and the others could not object, and fell silent again. Suddenly, a discordant voice was heard not far away.

"I know where the punishment is, do you want to go with me to see it? ”

The night is too dark, only hearing its voice is not an acquaintance, and I can't see what it looks like. The general snorted: "Who is listening to us sneakily?"

The person was also anxious, so he stood up and put on a fist to look at the direction of the sound.

Ji Leng got up the second and said in a deep voice: "No need to ask, it's Wei Lin." ”

The general suddenly realized, and affirmed: "It is indeed Wei Lin's voice,"

Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi then got up, and the four of them were side by side, with the tall General and Sven Jileng in the middle, and the short Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi on both sides.

It is said that Wei Lin is not very popular with these children, and they are all waiting for them as if they are facing a great enemy.

After this delay, the sound did not continue to be heard. But the man was approaching, still dressed in a white robe, easily recognizable in the night.

Sure enough, as Ji Leng said, the person who came was indeed Wei Lin.

The boy walked alone in the dark night, without any nervousness or timidity. The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned with a smile, the kind that doesn't smile.

"You don't have to go all the way up the mountain to find Xingzhen, he's at my house now. If you want to go, I can show the way. ”

Ji Leng pressed down the general who was about to move, and said calmly: "You and Xing Zhen are not all the way, he can't be at your house." ”

Wei Lin smiled: "You're right, we are indeed not all the way. Even enemies. Xing Zhen really won't take the initiative to come to my house as a guest, let alone the Mid-Autumn Festival. But what if it's not voluntary?"

The faces of the general, Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi changed suddenly, and the three of them couldn't bear it and wanted to rush out. It was Ji Leng who stopped everyone.

sneered: "It's up to you, if Xing Zhen plays his best, you are not his opponent." We are Xing Zhen's best friends and the people who know him best. “

"I don't know what your purpose is, but I want to warn you, this is not a place where you Wei Lin can come at will. It's okay to bully other kids in a small town, but not here. ”

The general snorted again: "Ji Leng is right, fuck his mother Wei Lin first." “

The young man in white on the opposite side was unhurried, still not nervous. It's like talking to yourself, and it's loud.

"There is a woman named Shu Xiaoyu, oh, by the way, she is a beautiful sister in a colorful skirt, very beautiful. It is said that he is a cultivator, although he can't make a move on the people of Qingyang Town at will, but he can use some small magic to trick the punishment to my house, which is a piece of cake. ”

Ji Leng took a step forward and stretched out his arms, stopped the three behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Don't believe him, we understand the truth of the sentence and will not be easily fooled." “

Wei Lin was unhurried, as if admiring a treasure, and said to himself: "A black short knife, silver edge." It is usually hidden in the trouser tube, and the palm size is just right. It feels really good, it's cold, it's smooth and flat. ”

"Well, I forgot to say it, there's a word engraved on it, really. ”

Su Qingyi couldn't hold on, and she cried out loud. Xiaohong on her shoulders followed, with very humane teary eyes, and rushed out despite Ji Leng's obstruction.

"He's talking about Brother Xingzhen's short knife, I'm going to find Xingzhen. “

But the little girl still did not flee, this time she was blocked by Wei Lin.

sneered: "It's useless if you go, where should I hide the torture truth? I am a mortal, and no one cares about me." ”

Su Qingyi yelled: "What do you want?"

At this time, Wei Lin was even calmer than an adult.

"It's very simple, Shu Xiaoyu wants the little red on your shoulder. You tell Xiaohong now that you don't want him anymore, and you want to exchange Xiaohong for punishment. I'll let the sentence go. You can go back with me and bring the torture back. ”

"As soon as possible, don't be prospering, I have limited time. Patience is also limited, and when I lose patience, I don't bother to talk nonsense with you."

Su Qingyi stood still, in a dilemma, his face full of pain and tears. The little red on his shoulders was also hesitant.

For Su Qingyi, it was indeed too difficult to choose. One is the dearest friend, and the other is the favorite partner. The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and it is uncomfortable to cut either side.

The little girl's hazy eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and she made up her mind and said in a deep voice: "Take me for a sentence, Shu Xiaoyu will get me if you get me, which is equivalent to getting Xiaohong." “

Wei Lin was stunned on the spot, unable to figure out why Shu Xiaoyu wanted Xiaohong alone, and he didn't know the relationship between Qingyi and Xiaohong.

Liu Xian sometimes mentioned to him all kinds of cultivation sects on the mountain, and the divine cultivation pays attention to cause and effect, and Wei Lin can't figure out anything that is too profound.

I didn't know how to answer for a while.

The three children behind Su Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, and they couldn't bear to see the little girl suffer this kind of pain alone. Three people act at the same time.

The general swung his fist and smashed it at Wei Lin, and the wind of the big fist of the tall horse was whistling, breaking the momentum of a martial arts heritage. Coupled with the surprise attack, Wei Lin couldn't react for a while.

There were words in the general's mouth: "You bastard, dare to bully Sister Qingyi, see if I don't kill you." ”

Ji Leng patted Qingyi on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be stupid, if you do this, you will really feel guilty for the rest of your life." You know, just the stubborn temper of Xingzhen, he will not forgive himself for the rest of his life, and he will even go to Shu Xiaoyu to fight hard. ”

"Your choice will not only not save Xingzhen, but will also plunge you, Xiaohong, and Xingzhen into a catastrophe. ”

Su Qingyi wiped her tears and said aggrievedly: "What should I do." ”

Ji Leng shook his head slowly: "I always felt that Wei Lin's words had loopholes, and I didn't think of them for a while." ”

The slug merchant Rocky pulled the corner of Qingyi's sleeve, and also cried and cried, and his speech was slurred.

"Sister Qingyi, let's go save the sentence, it's a big deal, I'm not afraid. ”

The two youngest babies seemed to have found some kind of tacit understanding, and despite Ji Leng's obstruction, they wanted to rush to the town again.

Suddenly, the little red on Su Qingyi's shoulders jumped into the air after flapping his wings twice, and flew into the dark night first, in the direction of Qingyang Town.

Su Qingyi shouted: "Xiaohong." ”

The little girl followed closely behind and chased into the night. Shang Luoqi, who had long wanted to save the prisoner, followed his calves and kept pounding.

Ji Leng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked Wei Lin, who was fighting.

"Wei Lin, how many short knives do you see in Xingzhen?"

The latter was busy facing the battle and blurted out: "Naturally, it's a handful." ”

Ji Leng secretly said badly, and said loudly: "Damn, I'm fooled." The general dragged Wei Lin, and I went to find Su Qingyi and them. ”

Without waiting for the general to reply, Ji Leng quickly chased out and looked for Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi.

The latter also responded in a loud voice: "Okay, don't worry." ”

Wei Lin asked as he fought, "Could it be that he has more than one broken blade, isn't it?"

The general did not hide it: "Have you ever heard of the Zimu knife? You have only seen the short knife of Xingzhen, and you have not played with it yourself." It's still Ji Leng who is smart. ”

Wei Lin woke up like a big dream: "Oh, I see. ”

With a bang, only this one distraction, Wei Lin received a solid punch in his chest, and he took more than ten steps backwards to stabilize his body.