Chapter 22: A Shocking Word
Qingmo fainted the heavenly cloth, and the wandering stars fell into the sky.
The black wind pressed through, and the valley was like a depression.
She sat on the top of the hill with her hands and legs folded, and the night was endless as far as her eyes could see.
I have been sitting alone for more than half an hour.
Yusheng hesitated behind her for a while, but still scratched his head and walked over.
"I'm sorry." He muttered under his breath.
At night, when everyone was eating, he realized that she was not in the house, and he found the top of the mountain for interrogation, but he didn't dare to rush forward for a while.
"It's all my fault, I'm really useless, I can't do such a small thing. But don't worry, we have a lot of beggars, and in addition to Lishan, there are other good places to go. β
"I don't blame you." She spoke softly.
Qingyin honey wine, soft and intoxicating.
"I know you must be scolding me in your heart!" Yusheng hung his head in frustration, suddenly with a shocked face, and shouted, "You can speak?" β
Ying Zhichu was slightly stunned, and his heart beat slowly, and he had just found out.
"Great, I thought it was because the drug was too heavy that night, causing you to lose your voice......" Halfway through the words, her voice became smaller and smaller, and Yu Sheng looked at her weakly.
But she knew in her heart that this matter had nothing to do with him, but was caused by the man in black in the temple that night.
It's just that the purpose of the person giving himself dumb medicine is just to not reveal Liang Zhen's identity?
She laughed at herself, first the drug, then the dumb drug, and then the poison mixed with her body, she survived in a daze.
"Your Liang family, are you the only one left?" Yusheng timidly spoke, and at noon, the three elders talked to him for a long time.
Words come and go, and they are still the same words.
Woe to the hand, abandon it for the top.
Yusheng looked at the woman's side face and hesitated.
The adults are as kind to him as a mountain, and the beggars are also extremely important to him.
"If you can trust me, I'll take you to ...... tomorrow" struggled, but he still said what was in his heart.
Ying Zhichu's eyes rolled, "I can't trust you." β
Yusheng was stunned, unexpectedly.
"I went out of the city with you just to find out who you were behind the scenes, don't you want to talk about it now?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, implying a threat.
Yu Sheng didn't think twice and said, "When he comes to see you, you will know." β
Ying Zhichu's red lips pursed lightly, and he was slightly angry in his heart.
The two of them were frozen and silent for a moment.
"I know a thing or two, if Miss Liang comes with me, let's have a good discussion."
The purple-clothed figure paced out from behind the rock, and by the cool moonlight, he slightly stroked his long hair, which was dark and moving.
But out of place.
"Yue Mo?" Yusheng was startled, and immediately jumped up vigilantly to block in front of Ying Zhichu.
"Stupid!"
A purple wind blew, and Yusheng fell to the ground in an instant.
"Do you really think that the master can't subdue you?" Yue Mo blew his fingers lightly, glanced at the beggar on the ground with disgust, and said coldly.
"You've been following us?" Ying Weaving opened lightly.
Hearing the praise in his ears, Yue Mo chuckled twice, "Not bad." Miss Liang's light hand played very well for nine days, but it was a pity that it was on this oil bottle. β
"yes." Ying Weaving Chu echoed slightly, and his steps moved slowly.
Yue Mo's eyes darkened, her movements were faster, and she took the lead in choking the woman's wrist, so that she couldn't dodge.
"Miss Liang, I don't want to be rude, after all, the Lord will be distressed......" The gums bit slightly, with a hint of chill.
"I'm innocent with him, you think too much." Ying Zhichu struggled slightly, and his expression was not panicked.
"Oh, really?" Yue Mo deliberately pulled the low line, and took advantage of the fact that he didn't have a pill to slip into the woman's mouth, "Miss Liang, let's take the antidote first, there are some words, we can talk slowly on the way." β
He let go of her wrist and let her slap it.
After Ying Zhichu coughed lightly twice, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the faint spark in the distance, and her heart moved, and she chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Yue Mo frowned in surprise.
Ying Zhichu raised his eyelids, his eyes were clear, "It's a pity." β
"What a pity?"
She lifted her head lightly and took a few steps closer to him, and the corners of Yue Mo's mouth flashed with surprise.
"You found my carving skill by the stream, but you didn't break it."
Yue Mo stared at the woman, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"You have followed me all the way here, not really to kidnap me back to the capital, but to let me die in the beggars."
"Or anywhere......" The night breeze caressed her face, her mouth spitting a fragrance, "as long as it's out of your control." β
"Hehe, Miss Liang is worthy of being a lady of the Ming family, what strange things are filled with her little head, Mo is not as good."
"If I die in the beggar gang by poison, you can get rid of it, and you can go back and have an explanation. It's a pity that the beggars didn't want to keep me. She shook her head, as if deliberately provoking the other party.
Yue Mo smiled angrily and said coldly: "Miss Liang thinks too much, if I really want to see you poisoned, how can I give you an antidote?" β
"Because you're afraid of ......" Ying Zhichu suppressed the disgust in his heart and forced himself to look directly at him.
Wait, wait......
Yue Mo laughed deliberately, her eyebrows and eyes full of color, "Miss Liang said these useless words, just to delay time, this valley is windy, don't you still think that someone will come to save you?" β
"Yes, it's windy in the valley." Ying Zhichu echoed and nodded.
"Miss Liang is too naΓ―ve, except for you and me, ......" Yue Mo took two steps forward, wanting to coerce the woman to leave.
Ying Weaving did not struggle at the beginning, but only stood quietly.
A cold wind struck out from behind, and Yue Mo's heart was not good, so he could avoid it.
The valley tonight is so lively.
A man in dark clothes fell suddenly, his posture was long, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome and chic.
He clasped his hands around and said, "I'm waiting for a stranger, after all, I'm more handsome than you!" β
"Shocking dust!" Yue Mo saw the person who came clearly, and scolded him, secretly feeling bad in his heart.
Shocking Dust - One of the Eight Secret Guards.
"Yo, I thought you didn't recognize me! After all, my reputation is not as loud as my third brother. The man called Dust sighed twice.
Yue Mo didn't answer, he had already flown out, if he couldn't seize the momentum quickly, he would be at a disadvantage.
"It's really, beyond my means." Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, and then took the invitation awe-inspiringly.
Yue Mo held a stinger in his hand and shot out at the man one after another.
But he was dodged by the dust one by one, his footwork is exquisite, his figure is like the wind, and he makes good use of skill, so that his opponent is at a loss.
The two fought together, and within a few dozen moves, Yue Mo couldn't take it.
Ying Zhichu looked aside, and also knew that the man in dark clothes had the upper hand.
"Just play with you." Shocking dust grabbed the other party's handle and struck it out with one palm, and Yue Mo was embarrassed.
Yue Mo fell to the ground hard, coughed up a mouthful of cold blood, and stared at Jingchen with hatred.
"Tsk, you're not a woman, what do you think I'm doing here?" Shocking Dust shook his shoulders and walked over to Ying Zhichu's side.
Yue Mo struggled twice, knowing that he would not be able to succeed today, he looked at the two of them unwillingly, and said, "Miss Liang, if you don't go with me today, one day, these people will hate you to the bone." β
As soon as the words fell, he took out a handful of fan powder from his arms and waved it out.
"Be careful." The dust reaction is also fast, and the footwork moves, protecting Ying Zhichu under his body.
"Humph!" A sneer came out, and Yue Mo fled.
After a few moments, the smoke cleared and the valley fell silent again.
"Are you alright?" Jingchen slapped off the powder on his body and disdainfully spoke, "Purple Moon Pavilion, this group of guys who can't get on the stage, just do some tricks to bluff children." β
Ying Zhichu hummed softly and dodged him two steps away.
Sensing the woman's strange appearance, he looked up at her in shock, and then smiled clearly.
"Hahaha, cold enough, worthy of the woman my third brother has a crush on!"
"You are?" Ying Weaving was confused between his eyebrows and spoke gently.
"This world can make the Purple Moon Pavilion fearful, like a mouse seeing a cat, who else does the girl think?" Dusty stared at the woman triumphantly and asked rhetorically.
Eagle Guard. These two words flashed in her heart, but she didn't confide in.
"Of course it's our Secret Guard! Who else is more famous than us? Shocked Dust jumped in front of the woman's eyes, like a child fighting for the wind and jealousy.
Ying Zhichu raised his eyebrows, but he felt that the painting style was wrong.