Chapter 16 You Can't Talk?
"If I kill this ugly Hanako who offended you, I don't knowβ" The man in purple turned his wrist and said in a flirtatious tone: "Miss Liang, can you say a few kind words for me in front of the Lord?" β
Ying Zhichu looked at him lightly - Purple Moon Pavilion, the fourth ranked Yue Mo elder among the four pavilion elders.
Yu Sheng looked at Yue Mo fiercely, his footsteps slowly moved towards Ying Zhichu, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'll drag him for a while, you just take the opportunity to run away, don't look back, don't stop!" β
Ying Zhi opened his mouth at the beginning, but did not say a word.
She can't speak now, although she knows the identity of the comer, but she doesn't know the identity of Yusheng, and it is the most conservative practice to regard both of them as enemies.
It's just that......
"Tsk, you little Hanako changes her face very quickly." Yue Mo shook his head lightly, with a look of disdain.
"The people of the Purple Moon Pavilion are really arrogant! It's your turn to do something wrong in the territory of our Yu country? Yu Sheng put the dog-beating stick against his chest, and his nerves tensed.
"What's wrong with Yu Guo? It's just a few grasshoppers pinched to death, do you still have to report to the defending generals of your Jinjia City? Yue Mo blew a mouthful of his nails and continued, "It's not that I feel sorry for them, this is a long way in the wilderness, and when they come, I'm afraid your corpse will already stink." β
After saying that, he covered his mouth and nose, and looked at Yusheng's eyes full of disgust.
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"However, you little flower knows so much, I can't bear to kill you, so it's better to ...... Keep you as an adult, listen to you sing some Yu Guo's rice songs all day long, and relieve the boredom of me, a guest in a foreign country, hahahaha! β
Yu was so angry that he was so angry that he puffed out his cheeks, and he rushed out like a mad cow and smashed at Yue Mo viciously.
A trace of coldness crossed the tail of Yue Mo's eyes, and with a slight flick of his hand, Yusheng fell out dozens of meters.
Ignoring the dust and embarrassment on his face, he got up and attacked Yue Mo again.
"Ahhββ!hh Mouth screaming.
After a while, he fell to the ground in despair, back and forth no less than a dozen times.
It wasn't until later that his energy ran out, Yu Sheng lay on the ground and gasped, the firmness between his eyebrows was still unshaken, and his eyes stared at Yue Mo fiercely, as if he was going to tear him apart with his next breath.
Yue Mo said with a sneer: "It's so smart to call Hanako, and it's bent on dying to protect the people behind you." β
"If I have world-class martial arts, I will never let you go!" Yusheng shot back.
"It's a pity that I'm not interested in you, the person behind you, I just want her." Yue Mo glanced at Ying Zhichu, who was motionless.
Yu Sheng gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, Yue Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, Yu Sheng tilted his head and looked at Ying Zhichu, the corners of his bloody mouth were full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you." β
After saying that, he still stubbornly stood in front of Ying Zhichu.
Ying Zhichu lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes swayed twice with the wind.
"Tsk, let Hanako save the beauty too? It's a pity that you don't have the time to spend time with you. Yue Mo shook his body as if he was drunk and walked towards the two.
"Miss Liang, I have taught him a lesson for you. It's getting late, it's time for us to enter the cityβthe Lord has been waiting for a long time. β
Ying Zhichu tilted his head slightly and glanced at the mountains in the distance.
If the fragrance in the air is absent, this is the culprit that makes Xiao Xiaohua unable to use internal strength.
But she, who was poisoned in her body by the Purple Moon Pavilion, could she also be affected by this aroma?
Yue Mo didn't know what the woman was thinking, but when she was frightened, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart: Yunhua is cheap. Woo! Mess up the mission and disappear, huh! This little wave. The hoof really does not know the height of the sky, provoked the Lord to be furious, and personally sent himself out to find someone, but now he can go back to pay the errand without much effort, if he can receive the merit and reward in front of the Lord, he can make him favor him more.
Yue Mo's heart became more and more happy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more sultry: "Miss Liang, please." β
He bent down slightly, making a gesture of petition, not noticing that there was no difference.
Ying Zhichu raised her eyebrows lightly, which is a small action that she often makes mistakes.
Now, life and death are hard to find, so you can only gamble.
She stretched out her fingers and quickly sealed the acupuncture point behind Yu Sheng, and then ripped off her belt to tie him up, but Yu Sheng opened her mouth but didn't have time to ask.
Yue Mo's scolding came in a hurry, "Miss Liang! Don't be ignorant! β
Yusheng didn't know what it meant, Ying Zhichu had already taken him and flew out.
"Damn it!"
The action is fast, like a flash in the pan.
Although carrying a drag oil bottle, he was still as light as a flocculent, and flew up to nine days in an instant.
Yue Mo looked up and looked for it again, but there was no trace of the two of them.
"Nine days of lightness?!! It turned out to be him! No wonder! You can escape from the cliff! He actually taught you this skill, hehehe, I really don't know how he will explain it if that person knows about it......"
Yue Mo restrained his anger, straightened his sleeves, and walked towards the stream, the dead corpses on the ground were already black and purple, and the strange aroma in the air was mixed with a trace of corpse smell, and he didn't realize it.
He gently bent over and took two sips of water, and looked at the petals in the stream and smiled faintly.
His graceful silhouette was reflected under the stream, and there was a thin ribbon shadow beside the petals that floated down the water.
Yue Mo stared at Liangshun, the corners of his mouth provoked a smile, and he deliberately said loudly: "It seems that I am no longer here, I want to go back to report to the Lord as soon as possible, and increase the number of people to come out to find it." β
He picked up the petals on the water, took one last look at the stream, and left secretly.
After he walked away, it took about two cups of tea before the crooked tree by the stream shook slightly, and a big living person was kicked down from the tree by Ying Zhichu.
"Oops, it hurts me."
Yusheng fell and had a sore back, and the whole person was lying on the ground, unable to move.
Ying Zhichu jumped down from the tree lightly, as if he didn't hear Yusheng's wail, and only patted the gray leaves on his body calmly.
Yu Sheng looked at her with a red face, if the woman hadn't taken him to hide in the tree just now, he would have been dismantled by the purple-clothed monster. But the two of them were so close to the tree just now, it made his heart itch strangely.
After the man left, she kicked him off the tree without hesitation.
He's not made of stone, doesn't he know it hurts?
Yusheng suddenly got up from the ground like a deflated ball.
Ying Zhichu casually touched the pocket on his body, but didn't find anything, so he looked straight at Yusheng.
"What are you looking for?" Yu Sheng followed her gaze and looked down at himself, except for some dirt on the beggar's clothes, which tore a few cuts, he didn't feel anything wrong.
Ying Weaving Chu folded off the branches on the tree and wrote on the ground: Fire
Yu Sheng's eyes widened, puzzled by the woman's meaning.
She bowed her head slightly, and made a fire movement with both hands.
Yusheng looked at it for a few moments before he suddenly realized.
"Flint and steel, in the carriage, I'll go get it. However, if you make a fire before it gets dark, are you hungry? Yusheng asked as he walked, not noticing the woman's solemn eyes.
It took dozens of steps before I realized that something was wrong.
He turned around and said with a shocked face: "Why don't you speak, can't you speak?" β
The afternoon breeze blew away the boredom and boredom, and set off the silence in the valley.
Under his dirty little face, his eyes were bright and persistent.
Ying Zhichu shook his head, as if he saw himself two years ago.
Be.
She nodded, not hesitating.