Chapter 227: You Are Like Morning Dew
Yueniang came up and covered Ran Shaosheng's mouth.
How can a little girl ask if other sons-in-law have a marriage match. If this is heard by those who have a heart, it will have a bad reputation.
Yueniang looked at Ran Shaosheng, who had indifference written on her face, and shook her head vigorously.
Ran Shaoshang refused to be obedient under Yueniang's eyes, pushed her hand away, and urged Su Lun: "This little brother, what do you ask?" Yes is yes, no is no, is this hard to answer? ”
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, the young master of my family is bent on the Shura Palace, and now he is still alone."
Su Lun sat on horseback, his mind spinning rapidly.
This female son looks almost the same as Ran Gongzi, if she and the young master can get together, then the young master will not have those improper thoughts about Ran Gongzi? Dr. Liu would not be so angry that he used an innocent person as a punching bag all day long.
What's more, this son-in-law seems to be interested in the young master, and she did not shy away from asking about the young master's marriage.
Although the two of them are not in line with each other, if the young master really has a heart, it is a big deal to leave the Medicine King Sect.
The most important thing for the young master at the moment is to marry a wife and start a family.
Recently, Dr. Liu shouted that he wanted to find a family affair for the young master, but now this family affair was not sent to the door by himself!
Su Lun secretly praised himself for his cleverness, and was determined to promote this good deed, enthusiastically showing the merits of his master.
Ran Shaoshang sat in the car and listened with relish, as long as Jiuchou was single, it would be easy to do. When she heard the key point, she interrupted Su Lun and continued to ask, "Since there is no marriage, does he have a favorite person?" ”
"Son-in-law." Yueniang's face turned pale and stopped her.
Fu's mother has the responsibility to teach, although it is a master-servant relationship, but if the master's words and deeds are not careful, she has the right to remind and standardize.
Ran Shaoshang hugged Yueniang's arm and shook it comfortably, still looking at Su Lun, who was following the carriage outside.
Su Lun was secretly happy: Isn't the young master's peach blossom coming?
In the end, Jiuchou was only focused on Ran Shaotang, rode his horse and whipped, and went straight to Changshou Mountain.
He knew that Shaotang's temperament would inevitably go to find out.
However, most of the truth in this world is deliberately concealed. To find out is to risk your life.
Thinking that Ran Shaotang would be worried about his life, the whip in Jiuchou's hand was thrown more urgently.
The days of deep winter are short, and the dark clouds cover the sky, and the path leading to the Gantong Temple of Changshou Mountain is becoming deeper and deeper.
Ran Shaotang hurriedly descended the mountain, and when he reached the halfway point, his chest was stuffy and his head was dizzy.
There was an inexplicable evil qi scurrying around her body, and the pain where the gas passed was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
She knew that she didn't listen to persuasion, and used her internal force too often, and now she might be eaten by the palm of the dark Xiao, so she quickly held on to a big tree beside her, concentrating and calming, wanting to force that force down.
I don't know that the more she is lucky, the power of the backlash will be overwhelming.
Ran Shaotang only felt a fishy heat gushing out of his throat, and spurted out a mouthful of blood "wow", and his body fell down as soon as he became weak.
Large snowflakes slowly drifted down from the gray sky, falling like elves in the world, and in a moment, they dyed the dead branches white, and covered Shaotang's cloak with a layer of white.
The four hooves of the horses of the final nine domains stepped on countless snowflakes, leaving deep horseshoe prints on the deep paths.
In the distance, he saw a white mass curled up under a tree. Intuition made his heart panic a little, he urged the horse to run closer, hurriedly jumped off the horse, lifted the hood, and the snowflakes fell, revealing Ran Shaotang's disguised face.
This face was familiar to him, and the breath on her body was familiar to him.
"Shaotang, Shaotang." He called out a few times anxiously and anxiously, and Ran Shaotang was always in a coma.
From the bloodstains on the ground and her pulse, the final nine chou knew that the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Palm had penetrated deep into her lungs and was eating away at her internal strength.
"Why are you so disobedient?" Zhong Jiuchou reluctantly picked up Ran Shaotang, flew on the horse, and ran down the mountain.
At this moment, only looking for Liu Yishou can save her.
He hugged Ran Shaotang tightly to his chest, dusted off the snowflakes on her body, wrapped her tightly with his own big coat, and called her twice from time to time.
After walking not far away, a big net on the dense forest road came down, and under inertia, Zhong Jiuchou and Ran Shaotang were stopped by the net and fell to the ground, but the horse ran straight away.
Even in the face of a surprise attack, Zhong Jiuchou's hand still did not let go of Ran Shaotang.
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The other arm that had been injured earlier drew out the Mo Evil Sword and stabbed at the black-clothed man who surrounded him.
There were more than forty men in black, and the leader commanded everyone and took turns to fight.
There are still words in his mouth: "Don't hurt his life, catch people, and ask about the whereabouts of Long Xiaojian." ”
Zhong Jiuchou tightly protected Ran Shaotang in his arms, and the sword qi from the long sword in his hand was wrapped in snowflakes and attacked the person at the head.
The ten secret guards who came later protected Zhong Jiuchou and Ran Shaotang in the middle, and fought so much that they forgot that it was dark.
The dark night was suppressed, the strength of the other party should not be underestimated, they were all top masters sent by Nan Yunguo, and the style of play was like death, and finally the side of Jiuchou fought and retreated, and was gradually forced to a mountain peak.
Ran Shaotang was awakened by the sound of swords colliding with each other, and when he opened his eyes, a sharp sword was coming towards the door in front of him.
She was in pain all over her body, trying to avoid it but couldn't do anything, and was about to close her eyes and resign herself to fate, but her body suddenly spun around, saving the day.
Only then did she realize that she was actually wrapped in a large body, a strong arm wrapped tightly around her body, and her whole body was close to his chest.
There is a familiar and crisp smell on this person's body, and the smell is like the dew on the bamboo leaves in the early morning of late autumn and early winter, light but refreshing.
It is the final nine domains.
She looked up.
Seeing the smooth and tight jaw of the final nine domains, with just one glance, she lowered her head in a panic for some reason.
His bosom was scorching warm, and although it was the depths of winter, it was like a furnace in front of him.
She could hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, banging on the door of her heart.
She couldn't remember why she was with him for a moment.
and how to be protected by him.
Under his big wrap, the fighting outside seemed to be separated from her by a world.
He was there, and she was safe.
Sensing that the person in his arms had woken up, Zhong Jiuchou whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't move, close your eyes obediently, I can protect you." ”
The sword of the Final Nine Domains slashed through the throat of his enemy, and blood splattered everywhere. He was careful not to let the blood stain her.
The thin snow on the ground was dyed blood, and the more the other party killed, the redder his eyes became, and the person at the head was already impatient, and suddenly blew a sharp whistle, and after a short time, several wolves burst out of the dense forest, and their scarlet eyes were like death staring in the dark night.
There are still five dark guards left in the final nine domains, and there are still twenty black-clothed men on the other side, and a wolf pack, and the chances of winning are getting smaller and smaller.
Ran Shaotang saw the scene in front of him, drew his sword, and wanted to help the Nine Domains.
"Put it back, you can't use internal force now, otherwise you will be wasted."
Ran Shaotang's sword fell to the ground.
It's not that she's obedient, it's that she's really powerless to hold the weapon at this time.
She felt a little panic in her heart, and felt the true qi in her body in a daze, but she didn't listen to her command at all as if she was dead.
"What's wrong with me?" She murmured weakly.