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opened the door, the person dressed as a small servant did not beckon people in, and he didn't even lean out of his body, with timidity on his face, a pair of small eyes fluttered, and suddenly fell on Senior Sister Ke Xin standing in front of the door, nodded suspiciously, and said suddenly: "You are....?" ”

"Hmph...."

Hearing this, Senior Sister Ke Xin snorted lightly, and after a quick glance back, her eyes turned to Xiao Wu again, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Why are you like this, we are Wudang disciples!" Don't let us go in first! ”

"Wudang disciple...?!" As the words came out, the little guy's body trembled obviously.

Seeing the little girl's reaction, Senior Sister Ke Xin raised her eyebrows and hummed, "Of course! Could it be that there are still people at the foot of Wudang Mountain who dare to pretend to be Wudang disciples? ”

"Smack..."

Hearing Senior Sister Ke Xin's admission, the figure of the little guy who just let out half of his body shook uncontrollably again, which was clearer than before, and then he wanted to close the door, but as soon as he dropped his hand on the door knocker, Senior Sister Ke Xin, who was standing in front of the door, suddenly moved, and didn't make too many movements, just poked the purple sheath sword out of the cloak and pressed it against the brown wooden door, no matter how the little guy moved, he couldn't move a single bit.

Senior Sister Kexin seemed to be a little impatient with the perseverance of the little girl, frowned and looked at the little girl for a moment, the wrist holding the scabbard shook slightly, and the brown wooden door that was pressed by the little girl in the palm was shaken open, and the figure of the little girl was also unstable and took two steps back and fell to the ground softly, looking at Senior Sister Kexin with a panicked face.

Senior Sister Kexin's eyes swept over the little guy whose face turned pale, frowned again, and said impatiently: "Why are you like this!" I'm Wudang...."

"The female Taoist chief.... No... Heroine, spare me! I'm just a little guy! There is also a wife and a young child at home, and the old mother, begging the woman, I.... I don't want to die! ”

Senior Sister Ke Xin's words were just halfway through when she was suddenly interrupted by the words of the little girl who was reversing her figure, and while speaking, with a panicked and pale face, the figure that fell softly to the ground also prostrate to the position of Senior Sister Ke Xin's body three steps in front of her, and knocked her head upside down.

Seeing the little girl's movements, Senior Sister Ke Xin's little face first had a touch of surprise, and then turned into a mess, and immediately exclaimed: "You...!" ”

As soon as you said the word, the little guy who fell to the ground cried even more fiercely, and even a pair of hands nested under the velvet jacket reached out to hold Senior Sister Kexin's purple boots.

"Brother Chen!"

The sound of surprise came from Senior Sister Kexin's mouth, and she felt like she was about to cry, and she didn't even know where to put the purple sheath sword in her hand, but a pair of delicate little feet with boots kicked a few steps one after another.

Ben has been watching, but when he saw Senior Sister Kexin blank and then retreated, he couldn't help frowning, although the little girl's behavior was amazing, but Senior Sister Kexin's performance was indeed a little unbearable, and it was really far from enough to want to go down the mountain and walk the rivers and lakes.

The probe held the soft shoulder of Senior Sister Ke Xin, and the Qingfeng long sword that had been held in his hand also came out of the sheath silently, and when he handed it out, it just landed in the empty space where the little guy wanted to climb forward.

As the long sword fell, it seemed that the cold light that suddenly appeared made the little guy wake up, and the action of crawling forward was also immediately stopped, seeing that the little guy no longer moved, he patted the hilt of Senior Sister Kexin's sword, and turned his gaze to the little guy, and after a little bit, he said undoubtedly: "Stand up and speak." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the little guy with his head hanging moved slowly, as if just one action of raising his head had consumed Nuo's strength, his face was pale, and he trembled: "Little... Small... No... Don't dare..."

Hearing the little guy's reply, his brows couldn't help frowning again, this family is really too strange, his thoughts turned around, and his eyes at the little guy were not kind, but a little lighter, and he said, "Get up and talk." ”

"Brother Chen, don't you..."

didn't wait for the little girl to speak, but Senior Sister Ke Xin, who was standing beside her, suddenly heard a voice, her eyes turned slightly, Senior Sister Ke Xin's eyes were a little hesitant, but she still said softly: "Don't embarrass him..."

"Okay."

directly opened his mouth to respond to Senior Sister Kexin's request, and his eyes turned back to the little girl again, but he didn't have the previous cold color, and said lightly: "Senior Sister Kexin said that it's not embarrassing, but it's not difficult to get up and talk, right?" ”

Hearing this, Senior Sister Kexin opened her mouth, but she didn't speak, and the little girl on the ground first swallowed her saliva, and then a sudden look of fear flashed under her eyes, and she said nervously: "Don't be embarrassed... Don't be embarrassed... The little ones are..."

"Laifu, who's coming... What is not difficult to be embarrassed about...."

Before the little servant's words fell, a sudden old voice came from the middle of the courtyard, with an indescribable smell of exhaustion in his tone, as if he might fall asleep at any time.

Hearing the old voice, the little guy who was called Laifu seemed to be pretending to be afraid and panicked before, and felt like he had been liberated, so he turned his head, looked back at the small courtyard, and said with a crying voice: "Master! It's Wudang! The people of the Wu-Tang Clan! Sir, go away! Rifle helps you guard the door! ”

"Wudang...."

The old voice came into my ears again through the door, but this time in addition to being tired, there was a deep powerlessness when I mentioned Wu, but there seemed to be a trace of relief under the careful feeling....

"Squeak...."

There was a dull creaking, only this time it was no longer as crisp as the previous time the door was opened, with a deep sound and a dullness that could not be concealed.

Brown cloth clothes, the figure is not rickety, and even feels a little tough, the traces of time on the face are clearly visible, and one hand is on crutches, and the other hand is held by a middle-aged man, but this still can't suppress the trembling body.

As the two appeared at the door, the door that had been closed from beginning to end was also pushed open, the old man's face was calm, but the middle-aged man was red-faced, and he seemed to be pressed down by the old man if he wanted to say something.

The old man glanced at the situation outside the courtyard lightly and didn't say anything directly, as if he didn't want to be seen by others, so he turned around and walked towards the courtyard with the middle-aged man and Laifu.....

(To be continued.) )