Chapter Seventy-Six: Qin Xiangyu (2)

"Go to Weishui." Where the fish wins at the bottom of the water, all doubts will be solved, at least Mo Wuwen thinks so.

"Don't go..."Qin Xiangyu suddenly came out of Wupeng, trembling slightly on the side of the boat, ready to jump into the river.

Mo Wuwen was anxious and grabbed her quickly, "You are sick, you, this Weishui is so far away, can you swim there?" ”

Qin Xiangyu didn't say a word, looked at the surging flood with tears in his eyes, and let him blow in the wind and rain.

"Let's get into the cabin and talk about it ashore." Mo Wuwen rowed the oars to send the boat to the shore, and his vision was blurred, and he vaguely saw the house hidden by the rainstorm.

In the countryside, the folk customs are simple, the owner opened the door of the house and saw the strange costume of Mo Wuwen, a little flustered, then let them into the house and shouted to the inner room, "Old woman, find them clothes and pants to change into, and cook some ginger soup to drive away the cold." ”

"How did you two end up here?" After a while, the village woman brought a bowl of hot ginger soup.

"Who's the same as him!" Qin Xiangyu turned white and didn't hear it.

"Auntie, how far is this from Weishui." The torrential rain is a disaster, and I can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and I don't want to fly in the rainy night of thunder and lightning. If it's far away, he'd like to borrow it for the night.

"Weishui? Thousands of miles away, the rain is so heavy that it is impossible to walk. "The villagers blocked the gates that were crackling with the rain.

The dim gray oil lamp lit, the faint flame danced in the gray, and Mo Wuwen took out his mobile phone and pressed it left and right, but there was no movement, and it completely failed in the gray world.

"This is a demon mirror?" Qin Xiangyu felt that Mo Wuwen had no malicious intentions, and gradually relaxed his vigilance, and when he saw the mobile phone, he couldn't help but be curious, and leaned over and asked.

"Cell phone." Mo Wuwen handed it over casually.

"Kei? Unlike bamboo strips, what can be held in such a small basket. Qin Xiangyu took the phone and looked at it carefully, but still didn't understand what it was for.

"The mobile phone is the legendary tailwind."

"Hey, is the world really beautiful?" Qin Xiangyu always listened to them mention how colorful the world was.

"There are surprises everywhere in the world, of course, you haven't said what happened." Seeing that the atmosphere was relaxed, he wanted to ask what was going on.

"That human-faced beast-hearted Lou Lie actually wants to dedicate me as bait to the Demon Protector, and they took the opportunity to launch some anti-heaven plan." Qin Xiangyu said with indignation, panting and unable to speak.

"He's just reckless and impulsive, and his original intention is to bring freedom to the gray world, don't care too much."

"Bah, embarrassed, you're not a good person, do you know that he threatened me with a knife and killed me with a knife if I didn't comply!" Qin Xiangyu brushed her sleeves away, but where could she go on this long rainy night, she could only hide in the corner and cry silently.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know he would be so crazy, what is the difference between him and a demon in order to achieve his goals. So how can you drift on the flood? Mo Wuwen tried to ease the tense atmosphere as much as possible.

"Fortunately, Helian Zack's grandfather and grandson were kind enough to send me out of Weishui, but I had nowhere to go and couldn't go back to home, so I could only exchange the pearls on the phoenix crown for a coil to wander in the direction of my hometown, and finally settled in a small town near my hometown, but I didn't know that a monstrous flood that I had not encountered in a hundred years flooded the town..."

"I'll go to Weishui to find them." In the gray world, Mo Wuwen is the heavenly master in the minds of everyone, with celadon pieces that make demon flesh tremble, demon refining pots that make demons lose their souls, and Tongtian ropes that can soar thousands of miles, and Pangu axes that can cry the earth. For him, wouldn't it be better if he could bring the power of the Gray Realm to strangle the demon here, and never come to the world to make waves again?

"I..." Qin Xiangyu wanted to speak and stopped, at this time she was as helpless as duckweed drifting.

The sound of "clang" sounded, as if someone knocked down the bottle and can to the ground, and there were ears next door!

"Who." Mo Wuwen shouted in surprise.

"Who the hell are you! Dare to slander Lou Lie's hero! The simple villager rushed into the door with angry faces.

"Old man, why are you angry that you don't understand the reason." The village woman desperately tugged at his arm and persuaded him.

"Whoever dares to speak ill of Lou Lie's great hero is against me!"

"Uncle, listen to me..."Mo Wuwen was ready to explain the origin of the matter.

"What kind of person are you Qin Nidao!" The villagers stared at the sachet embroidered with the big Qin character in Qin Xiangyu's hand.

"I..." Qin Xiangyu at this time was also mixed, I don't know how to say that a good father pushed her to the clutches of the demon for his own glory and wealth, and that push pushed down the sky in her heart, so that there was no sunshine in her heart, only the gray of the pitch.

"If it's someone from the Qin family, get out of here!" The villagers picked up their hoes and drove them out of the house.

"Old man, why are you so tough!" The village woman tried her best to take the hoe.

"A beast who works for a tiger, his family is also a beast." The villagers still scolded and refused to stop.

"Who are you?" The village woman asked softly.

"I am Qin Xiangyu, the daughter of the Qin family." Although Qin Xiangyu has complaints about her father, she doesn't want to hide her identity as the daughter of the Qin family, whether it is good or bad, she can't change the fact that she is Qin Yidao's daughter.

"Ah" the villager's face changed suddenly, picked up the hoe and smashed it, Mo Wuwen kicked down the chair impartially, just blocking the villagers' forward footsteps, and the hoe smashed on the ground.

Mo Wuwen and Qin Xiangyu rushed out of the door, and in the heavy rain, they tried to see if the rope could fly, and they were drenched to the ground by the heavy rain after a little air.

"You go, I know you can fly, leave me alone." Qin Xiangyu watched Mo Wuwen's attempts and failures again and again, she was grateful for this affection, and she didn't want to bother him anymore.

"I will take you to Weishui, rest assured that with me, Lou Lie will not be embarrassed." Mo Wuwen admired Qin Xiangyu's weak appearance and strong heart.

The rain was pouring down, and they had to find a place to take shelter, but at that moment a scream came from the house that was more violent than the torrential rain.

Mo Wuwen ran quickly, flew into the air, and heard only a roar near the house, "Where are the people!" ”

The sound of sticks started, and there were screams again and again, and Mo Wuwen arrived in time to break into the door. I saw a group of demons dancing wildly, and the blood-stained villagers pounced on the village woman lying in gray blood stains, shielding her from sticks that rained down.

Facing the celadon piece that Mo Wuwen sacrificed, the demons were suddenly shocked and at a loss, but in an instant, the demons came to their senses and picked up their sticks and hit Mo Wuwen fiercely.

Mo Wuwen flashed back half a step and the green mangs in his hands rowed up, like a huge wave overturning the little demons, and when the demons got up, they quickly fell into the wilderness and fled, and the villagers who fell to the ground staggered and struggled to stand up and reached out to help the village woman who fell to the ground, but unfortunately they were unable to do anything, and both of them fell down again.

Mo Wuwen hurriedly stepped forward to help the two of them up, and when he suddenly remembered that Qin Xiangyu was alone in the rain, he hurriedly ran out of the door, Only the torrential rain is like a note, how can there be her shadow!