Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Old Man Meets
Jiu'er's arm, left leg, and neck were already injured, and the blood stained Jiu'er's Xima Chun blood red.
Mo Jiuqiang endured the pain and kept reminding himself that he couldn't fall, and this group of teenagers would not stop because their opponents had no resistance.
Mo Jiu held the spear he snatched, and with one move to explore the moon and capture the dragon, three or four teenagers were knocked out of the carriage, looking back at one move to sweep thousands of armies without a shadow, four or five teenagers fell down in response, I have to say that Jiu'er's innate martial arts skills, self-taught Shaolin martial arts, even Jiu'er himself was puzzled, all the way through, all the way to the martial arts spells naturally awakened, what kind of ruthless character was she Mo Jiu in her previous life?
The last teenager was finally kicked out of the carriage by Jiu'er.
Due to the excessive blood loss, Jiu'er no longer had the strength to stand, and suddenly fell on the carriage, and the overly frightened black horse's hooves let out a long roar and galloped towards the depths of the thorny woods.
Jiu'er was lying on her back on the carriage, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, today she Mo Jiu actually fell in the hands of a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old children, it is a shame to say it, Jiu'er is a non-human and non-god-level character who has taken revenge on girls and can fight to the end.
The Mo Jiu on the car was covered with blood, and let the life-saving horse find an unknown way out for himself in the thorns.
I don't know how long the carriage went straight or in what direction.
In the fog, a warm breath woke up the sleeping Mo Jiu, Jiu'er picked his stiff eyelids, and a boy who looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood in front of Jiu'er, and Mo Jiu sat up suddenly.
Endless? Even followed?.
"Mo Jiu, you're awake."
The young man held Jiu'er's hand tightly.
What kind of trick is this, beautiful man? Jiu'er was stunned for a while.
This boy looks pretty good, but his immature appearance at the age of fifteen or sixteen is far from that of those Spartan heroic boys who fight.
"You're not a little Spartan warrior? You...... How do you know my name is Mo Jiu? β
Jiu'er looked at the boy in surprise.
With a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes and a delicate and handsome appearance, this young man looks a little familiar.
was asked by Jiu'er, and the handsome young man actually cried: "Mo Jiu, you don't know me anymore?" I'm Genno! β
"Genno?"
Jiu'er's eyes widened and he looked at the young man vigorously, "You are really Xuanye!" Woohoo......"
Jiu'er hugged Xuan Ye and cried, "Xuan Ye, you don't know how miserable I am, surrounded by dozens of teenagers, I can't use spells yet, what kind of teenagers are those...... I, Mo Jiu, was beaten to the ground by a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child...... I almost ......"
Jiu'er was about to say that she almost died, when she suddenly remembered, "Xuanye, how did you meet me, why are you here?" Am I dead? Aren't you in Persia? β
"Why are you so young?" Jiu'er calmed down, no, how could Xuan Ye be so young, he was a young man in his early twenties, and he didn't even have stubble.
"Mo Jiu, you're not dead," Xuan Ye patted Jiu'er's cheek, being patted on the cheek by such a young man, Jiu'er was a little uncomfortable, and moved his body back and again.
"Genno" continued: "I have just come here, I should be called Artis now, and I remember all the memories of Artis,"
It turns out that he also crossed over, but fortunately, there is finally such a life Xuanye who can remember the things of his previous life, and he doesn't know anything.
"I remember that Artis was also the son of a citizen of Sparta, but Artis was born weak, and after being examined by the tribal elders in Lecce, he was thrown by the elders into the Grand Canyon of Apoti, and as a result, the fateful Attis did not die, but was dragged to the wilderness by a wild wolf, fortunately a serf woman picked up Artis and raised him until he was fifteen years old, you know, in Spartan serfs were responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of all Spartan soldiers, they were not clothed and fed, and the woman's husband was not allowed to take in Artis anymore, Cast him out, and here it is. β
Oh, this Artis experience is very frustrating, it's rare that Xuanye is not rich and wealthy this time, so it's good for him to suffer a little crime.
"It's good that you met me, and I'll take you with me when I return to Greece."
Jiu'er patted Xuanye's shoulder, and it was rare that the two "fellows" could walk together this time, "Xuanye, do you know where the hot springs are?" β
Xuanye has memories of Artis, and Jiu'er thinks that he may take him to the hot springs.
"I know, Artis once went to Thermopylae to bring food to the little Spartan warriors who were being trained."
"It's rare that you're not here to hold me back this time, behave well and take me to Hot Springs." Jiu'er patted Xuanye's thin little shoulder.
Jiu'er took Xuanye to get into the carriage, followed the direction of Xuanye's guidance, and galloped towards the hot spring pass.
Don't miss Bi Yuewu's appearance, Jiu'er doesn't want to travel to the unknown century anymore, the terrible little Spartan warrior, never to be seen.
"Mo Jiu, have you thought about it, why do we always shuttle between different centuries?"
This kid has finally opened his mind and learned to think about problems?
Jiu'er glanced at Xuan Ye playfully, pouted and said, "You kid has finally learned to think about problems, but I have thought about this problem for a long time, and I haven't figured it out yet, and there will definitely be a day when I figure it out." β
"Do you think we have a mission? Like saving the world? β
A naΓ―ve man is always naΓ―ve, even if he has centuries of experience.
From being in his twenties to fifteen or sixteen, it really fits his temperament.
"Sit tight, don't fall off the carriage, and save the world, I now wonder if we are being targeted by some dark force, and I even doubt that I am helping to abuse and do things for some bad guy."
Speaking of this, Jiu'er sighed lightly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her picturesque appearance, a fresh and refined young man beside her, a speeding carriage, and a deep date palm forest, if she was seen, a god would definitely go down to earth, of course, the god must have experienced a vicious battle, his clothes were messy, and he was covered with blood.
"Why did you only leave me the words 'looking for you' in Persia, and couldn't you leave more clues?" Jiu'er remembered the matter of Persia, this Xuanye always did things without consideration.
"When did I leave you a note, didn't we come here after we met on the Granicus River?"
It's over, and he's amnesia again, he's having stage amnesia.
Genno only remembered a small part of Persia, and forgot the rest.
Mo Jiu glanced at Xuan Ye, who was full of doubts, and shook his head helplessly, he was really a "Adou" who couldn't be helped, and he couldn't count on him too much.
"By the way, Xuanye, have you met Shengzi in a dream recently?"
Jiu'er looked at Xuanye's eyes, fifteen or sixteen years old, if Sheng Zi saw him so handsome, maybe how rare it would be.
After watching for a long time, Xuan Ye opened his mouth three times, and finally spoke: "Mo Jiu, why are you weird, saying something I don't understand, don't scare me, we know the bottom line in this world, and I still expect you to take me back to modern times." β
Sure enough, as soon as he arrived in another world, Sheng Zi couldn't find Xuan Ye, maybe Xuan Ye was shuttling around the world because of this, and his feelings were to avoid Sheng Zi's entanglement.
But he has a good character, he forgets all the troubles and people, and only remembers the things that are beneficial to him, for example, in so many lives, he remembers Mo Jiu wherever he goes.
"Brother, sister really hopes that you will always be like this." Jiu'er's ghost envoy called Xuan Ye in a daze, "Brother." β
"Mo Jiu, are you confused, I am obviously a year older than you, how can you call me Brother, it should be Brother." Xuan Ye pursed his lips and smiled, the playful smile on his face was not suitable for his immature little face.
The two of them sat on the carriage with a smile, and finally had such a way to be able to accompany each other, without the trouble of unrelated people from other worlds, Xuan Ye looked at Mo Jiu's more and more flower-like face, and smiled knowingly: "Mo Jiu, you are getting more and more beautiful, is this the most beautiful years that everyone says, with the most beautiful face?" β
Looking at Xuan Ye's complicated expression that he had never had, Jiu'er felt funny in her heart, "Finally pay attention to the beauties around you, but I remind you, don't beat my mind, I'm not suitable for you." β
"Haha, how could I beat your idea, although I Xuanye is suave, but no matter which life, Mo Jiu will always be a special existence in my heart, like a sister and a sister,"
"Cut!" Jiu'er pursed her lips and laughed, what kind of statement is this, and you still want your sister to be your sister again? It's only Xuan Ye who has such a messy mind.
"Although I have the strength to be a scholar and have the temperament of a chicken, in this world, only Jiu'er can let me leave life and death behind."
"Okay, the more I talk about it, the more exaggerated it becomes, don't I know your little cowardice, isn't it all the way that I'm protecting you, and I'm not ashamed." Jiu'er glared at Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye didn't argue, he was still entangled in what he had just discovered: "But Mo Jiu, you are really getting more and more beautiful." β
Jiu'er turned her face and said, "Why are you making this sentence repeatedly?" I'm getting more and more beautiful, wasn't I beautiful before? Do you, like the Greek soldiers, think that I used to be ugly? β
"No, of course you used to be beautiful, but you used to be delicate and beautiful, and now you ......"
"What's going on now? Go on. "It's hard for someone to praise their looks so seriously, so let's be more incisive.
"Now, I can't say a little bit, now you, especially the appearance of frowning slightly, have a kind of graceful demeanor, elegant as a fairy, but graceful and luxurious beauty." Xuan Ye tried his best to find the right words to describe Jiu'er's appearance.
Seeing Xuan Ye's serious appearance, Mo Jiuqiang couldn't help but smile: "It's still graceful and luxurious, you see my tattered clothes, and I look like I'm fleeing." β
"Roselle's posture! I've finally found the right word. Xuan Ye exclaimed, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, "Mo Jiu, just now, what I saw on your face was the expression of a fairy, the temperament of a goddess, I finally understood, so many lifetimes of tribulation, the three worlds of love tribulation that my mother-in-law said, it turns out that you came from heaven." β
Jiu'er looked at Xuanye, who was getting more and more excited the more he talked, from the original ridicule to a bitter smile, and finally like this, this coward was scared stupid, not only learned to think about problems, but also whimsical.