Li Linghong was under Miao Xiaoxiao, and he saw the spring. Although Miao Xiaoxiao was scarred all over his body, Miaoman's body did not decrease, and Li Linghong muttered, "The remnant flower is dead, and it is not romantic to be a ghost." Miao Xiaoxiao didn't mention this matter in the future, and let go of his hand. ”

Miao Xiaoxiao took a mouthful of saliva on Li Linghong's face, and she just wanted to say something, but her eyes fell black on Li Linghong's chest.

Fifty miles outside the capital, where the Imperial City of Anxin County is located, the carriage finally arrived here after a day of galloping.

"Doctor, you have to take a closer look at my wife" "Don't worry, your lady is in good health, use these medicines to recuperate for a few days."

Miao Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two, and when she heard the conversation, she was farther away from her, and quietly glanced around. Lying on the wood carving bed, Li Linghong was sending the doctor out of the room, and he was finally not covered by a black robe, and he was wearing a brand-new pothos gauze skirt.

Li Linghong sent the doctor away, picked up the hot decoction from the table, sat next to Miao Xiaoxiao, and was just about to help her up to feed the medicine, when she saw Miao Xiaoxiao's face twitch and said with a disdainful smile, "Since the lady has woken up, then open the beautiful eyes to the husband."

"You... You... "Miao Xiaoxiao wanted to say something, but when a thousand words came to her mouth, it was just a word. Miao Xiaoxiao knew that Li Linghong saved himself in order to relieve the strange poison on his body, but after rescuing himself, his next behavior made Miao Xiaoxiao more and more puzzled.

Miao Xiaoxiao turned her head and opened her mouth to shout "Wangwang". Li Linghong was stunned, isn't this Miao Xiaomo's mind broken? I saw Miao Xiaoxiao blushing with shame, pushed Li Linghong away, and buried her head in her chest.

It was late at night, and the sun was setting in the western mountains, but the climate was still as hot as fire. Li Linghong was naked, standing in the courtyard of the inn and playing a set of punches.

"You learned this punch technique in the palace, hehe" The old man's voice came from the roof. Li Linghong stopped his movements, his brows were low, he quickly glanced left and right, and slowly stretched his right hand into the short knife at his waist, and only after seeing that there was no one did Li Linghong raise his head. I saw the coachman sitting on the roof alone, smoking a dry cigarette and looking at him with a smile.

Li Linghong saluted to the coachman and said, "The seniors are smiling, the boxing practiced by the younger generations is indeed learned from the imperial palace, and the embroidered legs of the flower boxing are not worth mentioning." ”

The coachman took another puff of smoke and exhaled wisps of green smoke. Before the green smoke dissipated, the coachman had already fallen in front of Li Linghong.

Li Linghong looked at the lack of tiles on the roof, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: What a domineering leg force.

"Later life, the little prince of Qi should have told you who I am" The coachman knocked the cigarette stick from the stone mill on the side, and asked Li Linghong casually.

"What Tuoba Di's predecessors asked, the younger generations don't know." Li Linghong replied with a fist. Tuobadi, who had a broken yellow tooth, was stunned for a while, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "The son can be taught, the son can be taught, hahaha" After saying that, he slapped Li Linghong on the shoulder, Li Linghong suddenly felt the boulder pressing down, and he tensed his whole body strength before he barely lay down.

Tuoba Di let go of his hand, took out the flint from his belt and lit a cigarette, slowly took a puff of smoke and said, "Li Gongzi, you have recovered from a serious illness and your body is a lot weaker, practicing this kind of boxing requires a physical foundation, be careful to break the meridians." ”

"Linghong remembers the teachings of Tuoba predecessors"

Tuoba Di spat out green cigarettes and walked out of Li Linghong's sight slowly with stumbling steps.

The most powerful country in the grasslands outside northern Xinjiang is called Daxiao, and the Daxiao country is dominated by the Tuoba clan for generations.

Tuoba Di was originally an orthodox royal family of Da Xiao. But he has been obsessed with practicing knives since he was a child, and by the time he was in his twenties, he had fought all over the grassland. Then he left the desert of the Western Regions, and spent ten years killing all the masters of the Western Regions.

Finally, he came to the Central Plains of Kyushu and beheaded hundreds of masters in the Central Plains, setting off a bloody storm. Only five years ago, Tuoba Di broke into the imperial palace of the capital alone, just to fight with Xiahou Shang, the former guard of the four products.

But since then, the Tuoba Di who has fought all over the world has disappeared....

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shone on Miao Xiaoyurong, and she slept very restlessly. In the dream, the man with the demon fangs mask on his face struck her body again and again with a soft whip with a blade, and another ghost man pressed coarse salt on the wound of the whipping, and Miao Xiaoxiao stuffed a coarse cloth stained with feces and urine in his mouth.

Miao Xiaoxiao's whole body trembled, and the bean-sized droplets of sweat on her forehead continued to remain.

As the nightmare continued, a trace of warmth surged in the dream, and the warmth slowly opened from her hand, eating away at the terrible dream little by little. Miao Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, and the candlelight shone on Li Linghong's gentle side face, and his face was extremely gentle.

Miao Xiaoxiao exclaimed, raised her hand and was about to fight back, but her left fist stopped next to Li Linghong's cheek. Miao Xiaoxiao saw Li Linghong holding her right hand lightly in the faint candlelight, but there was no trace of blood in her hand. "What are you doing here?" Miao Xiaoxiao gasped and asked Li Linghong.

Li Linghong saw that Miao Xiaoxiao let go of her hand, so she took out a wet cloth from the basin on the other side of the house and handed it to Miao Xiaoxiao to wipe her sweat. "When I got up at night, I heard movement in your room, and I thought that a thief had broken in, so I came to take a look." Li Linghong picked up the candlestick and replied to Miao Xiaoxiao, got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Li Linghong." Miao Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and grabbed the placket of his clothes, "Can you accompany me to the roof to see the moon?" Miao Xiaoxiao lowered her head and asked in a low voice with a red face.

Li Linghong turned around, looked at Miao Xiaoxiao's cute appearance, and couldn't help touching Miao Xiaoxiao's head.

The two of them looked at the full moon on the roof, listening to the sound of summer cicadas, and the two were speechless for a while. Miao Xiaoxiao leaned on Li Linghong's shoulder and fell asleep peacefully. Li Linghong took off the silk robe that was draped and covered Miao Xiaoxiao's delicate body.

The wind blew the candles in the night. The quiet moonlight fell on the cheeks of the two, and Li Linghong looked at the hair blown by the slightest evening breeze. He didn't know that in the dark, Li Linghong's heart had been occupied by Miao Xiaoxiao forever.