It wasn't until Mo Li was restless and attacked further that Jingjing came back to her senses, and she didn't know where the strength came from suddenly opened Mo Li's embrace.

Jingjing, who had regained her freedom, her little face became like a red apple, her eyes looked at Mo Li with some sadness, and she said angrily: "Why are you like this, people haven't prepared yet!" ”

After the words fell, Jingjing stomped her feet on the spot, picked up the wooden basin on the ground and ran away directly.

Looking at Jingjing's shy appearance like a little daughter-in-law, a wicked smile flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and he said to himself: "It's really good! ”

After speaking, he let out a hearty laugh and slowly walked towards the four-eyed dojo.

On the other side, Jingjing, who had just run into the house, happened to meet the master of Yixiu who had finished playing chess, and ran back to her room without a big move.

"Why is this girl so strange today?" Looking at the somewhat eccentric Jingjing, Master Yixiu said to himself.

If Master Yixiu and her baby apprentice had just been taken advantage of by Mo Li, I don't know if she would take out his forty-meter big knife and slash Mo Li?

However, after watching it for a while, Master Ikyu didn't think about it so much, thinking that he didn't understand the girl's mind.

Then he turned around and went back to his room and began to read the Buddhist scriptures!

....

After Mo Li returned to the dojo, he saw Simu standing at the door looking into the distance, and asked, "Uncle Shi, what are you looking at?" ”

"Alas, I'm watching this stinky boy from Jiale, and I won't come back if I go, I don't know where to go!"

Simu shook his head and sighed, and there was a feeling of hatred for iron and steel in his tone.

"Senior Brother Jia Le is estimated to have been delayed by something, and he should be back in a while!"

Mo Li replied on the surface, but said in his heart: "Jia Le, I should have said goodbye to this world at this time!" ”

"Hmph, wait for this stinky boy to come back and see how I clean him up!" Four eyes said viciously.

"Do you want me to go out and find a family loan?" Mo Li asked tentatively.

"No, you can get busy first!" After saying a faint word, Simu turned and walked outside.

"Hmm!" Mo Li looked at the back of Simu and muttered to himself: "Knife mouth tofu heart!" It's a pity ....."

At night, the moon rabbit has risen in the east, but it hides mischievously behind the dark clouds.

"Boom... Bang... Rumble... Rumble! ”

The thunder resounded throughout the sky, accompanied by huge blue lightning, descending on the heavens and the earth, announcing that it was going to rain.

Sure enough, after a while, a downpour fell from the sky, moistening/moistening the entire vast land.

Shimu and Ikkyu came to the door and looked at the heavy rain outside with a solemn face, and their hearts were extremely heavy.

So far, Knorr has not returned, and looking at such a heavy rain, Simu has a strong uneasiness in his heart.

And Master Yixiu was a little worried about Chizuru, the copper horn golden coffin itself relied on the ink fountain net array to suppress which one in the pavilion.

If you are accidentally swept away by the rain and let the royal zombies rush out of the copper horn golden coffin, that Chizuru and the others will be in danger!

This may be a catastrophe for him, I hope he can survive it safely, Master Ikkyu prayed silently in his heart.

Looking at the blurred sky in the distance, Simu said worriedly: "I don't know how the junior brother is doing, have you received a notice from Jia Le?"

Ikyu next to him heard Simu's words, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Taoist, Uncle Qianzuru Ji has his own natural appearance, and he will be fine."

Hearing this, he glanced at Master Yixiu, and sighed leisurely: "I hope so!"

Mo Li looked at the heavy rain outside through the window in the family room, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "It's finally going to start, no one can stop me, otherwise..."

The tone was very cold, full of the incomparably chill of the cold winter wax moon.

......

A few miles away, in the middle of a mountain forest.

At the beginning of the rain, the Taoist of Qianhe asked Wu Shilang to stop moving forward and set up camp to prevent the ink fountain net array on the copper horn golden coffin from being washed away by the rain.

It's just that this appeal of the head of Chizuru was ruthlessly rejected by Wu Shilang, the reason is: "The royal family is in season, time cannot be delayed, and it cannot be delayed." ”

Helplessly, the Thousand Crane Daoist then led his disciples to push the bronze horn and gold coffin and continued to move forward.

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and it was no longer possible to see the road ahead, and finally the little prince stopped moving forward and set up camp here.

After receiving the order, the Qing soldiers set up their tents with all their might, and Chizuru and four disciples also joined in setting up tents.

"Oops!"

"Hurry up!"

"What are you doing?"

Wu Shilang, who was already soaked all over his body, was urging everyone with his sissy voice and anxious face from time to time to quickly set up the tent.

"Be careful! You dog slaves, give me a little bit of agility in your movements, if you let the little prince get drenched in the rain, I want you to look good. ”

Seeing that a Qing soldier accidentally fell because the ground was too slippery, Wu Shilang's sissy voice sounded again.

Standing in the rain, the thousand crane Taoist looked at the pouring rain in the sky, and somehow a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, and the Taoist heart kept warning him, as if something bad was about to come!

"Oops! Hurry up! Hurry up! It's so infuriating, can you not be so stupid! Wu Shilang waved his handkerchief vigorously, and his mother scolded him in a girlish manner.

With the urging of Wu Shilang, everyone quickly set up a tent.

Seeing that the tent was finally set up, Wu Shilang's eyes couldn't help but pass a trace of joy, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, but unexpectedly, a deafening thunder was remembered in the air.

"Click!"

Wu Shilang was directly frightened and sat on the ground, his body trembled involuntarily, and was finally pulled up by a warrior.

Feeling that he was making a fool of himself, Wu Shilang's face became a little gloomy, and he said loudly: "What are you doing in a daze?

You minions don't hurry up and carry the little prince in!

If the little prince is drenched in the rain and gets caught in the cold, I want you to look good. ”

"It's... Be... Yes, my lord! ”

All the Qing soldiers nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly carried the little prince's sedan chair in.

The Thousand Crane Daoist took two steps forward and hurriedly spoke: "Wu Shilang, can you carry the copper horn gold coffin into the tent to avoid the rain, this copper horn gold coffin is placed outside, and it is easy to be washed away by the rain!" ”

"No, how can you let the coffin stay in a tent with the little prince, how unlucky this kind of thing is!"

Wu Shirou didn't even think about the proposal of Chizuru Michicho who directly refused.

"But ....."

Before the Thousand Crane Daoist finished speaking, Wu Shilang looked at the Thousand Crane Taoist with an unhappy face, and said in a somewhat cold tone: "What? Don't you understand what I'm saying? ”

Hearing this, the Thousand Crane Daoist sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that Wu Shilang would not agree to the copper horn golden coffin entering the tent, so he had to give up!!

looked at the copper horn golden coffin with some concern, and found that the color of the ink fountain line had been diluted a lot by the rain.

Shocked in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly walked the copper horn gold coffin and put his hand on the ink bucket rope at the corner of the coffin, looking at the black water flowing to his hand, his heart sank to the bottom.