Chapter 137: Unstoppable Thoughts
A few people rode fast horses, and gradually slowed down.
Mo Qi's expression was solemn: "There are a lot of people. ”
"Martial arts are not weak." Mu Qingfeng frowned slightly: "It's the secret guard." ”
Wei Xiaoyu looked at him: "I just mentioned it to you once, did you really group up the secret guard?" ”
Mu Qingfeng turned his head to meet her gaze and looked at her softly: "I listened carefully to what you said." ”
Wei Xiaoyu's heartbeat was a beat faster, a little panicked, and a little guilty, and looking at Mu Qingfeng again, he had returned to normal, which made her feel a little relieved.
She couldn't respond to Mu Qingfeng's feelings, she didn't want him to fall too deep into her, but fortunately, Mu Qingfeng was more forbearing, never asked her, and never embarrassed her, but he was like this, which made her feel more sorry for him.
A few people did not rein in their horses, and the horses had already stopped by themselves, and they seemed to feel the murderous aura ahead, and they were restless and irritable.
"It's been a long time since I've fought alongside you." Mu Qingfeng said indifferently, his expression was clear, only a pair of eyes, with a hint of coldness.
He is like this, like Mu Qingfeng, even if he kills someone, he can only see a trace of anger in his eyes, Wei Xiaoyu once said that Mu Qingfeng has the appearance of an immortal, not like fireworks in the world.
Wei Xiaoyu looked at Mu Qingfeng in a daze.
Feng Wuxian stepped forward and smiled evilly: "Qingfeng, you have been fascinated by rumors again." ”
Mu Qingfeng smiled lightly, his eyes didn't stay on Wei Xiaoyu for too long, if he was really fascinated, how happy he should be, but unfortunately, Wei Xiaoyu looked at him and simply appreciated it.
Wei Xiaoyu jumped off the horse, glanced at the wind without tears: "You should look at yourself, the charm is too weak, on the edge of the breeze, I don't even bother to look at you." ”
Feng Wu clutched his heart with tears and a hurt face: "Why are you attacking me for no reason?" ”
Yueyun followed and rolled off the horse, and at the same time glanced at the wind without tears: "I told you to talk a lot." ”
"Am I talkative?" The wind asked Mu Qingfeng without tears.
Mu Qingfeng replied with a 'You didn't count it in your own heart?' '' eyes.
Feng Wuxian felt even more hurt: "Sometimes, I feel that I am an outsider, and you are too ruthless and cruel to me. ”
Even Mo Qi couldn't stand it anymore: "Wind Gang Master, be careful." ”
Feng Wutear raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, my skills, in the words of rumors, are leveraged." ”
The wind stirred a few words without tears, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.
Wei Xiaoyu pulled Yueyun to stand on the side, not participating in the battle.
Yueyun came back from the last time he snatched the cold ice palm, and his body was damaged, and the forced movement was too much of a loss to the body.
"Rumors, you don't have to worry about me, you go and help them."
Wei Xiaoyu took her hand, held it tightly, and raised her voice: "When men fight, we women will not mix, so as not to spread the word that the men in our family are too weak in the future." ”
The wind over there returned without tears while coping: "That's it, don't come here, the women of our family have to be carefully cared for, just leave the rough work of fighting to us." After speaking, he kicked the two black-clothed men who attacked, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you beat Mu Qingfeng?" Hit me? ”
Mo Qi also called: "And me." ”
Those black-clothed people exist for the mountain lord of Qishan, even if Mu Qingfeng trained them, but they only obeyed the order of the mountain lord, although they gave a death order to Wei Xiaoyu, they all tried not to fight with Mu Qingfeng as much as possible.
Mu Qingfeng naturally knew this, and took the initiative to attack the man in black, all of which he cultivated, so he was naturally reluctant to kill him, and he stopped when he was stunned.
Wei Xiaoyu squinted, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that Yin Tianhao has to kill me." ”
"Could it be that the position of the mountain lord has been occupied by Yin Tianhao?" Yueyun looked worried.
Wei Xiaoyu shook her head: "I understand Mengluo, she won't be stupid enough to do this." The words he said when he left had already made Mengluo a little alert: "I'm worried that Mengluo can't fight Yin Tianhao." ”
"Rumors, you let no tears leave most of the beggar gang in Qishan, and there will be no danger in Mengluo." She looked at the attacking man in black with a solemn expression: "I'm more worried about our current situation. ”
Wei Xiaoyu knew that she was nervous, the hand she was holding was already warm, and she squeezed it to give Yueyun a sense of security.
"We've all come here to kill more brutally than this, what is this?"
Yueyun nodded, her face suddenly pale.
There were too many people in black, and the three of them couldn't resist them all, and many of them had already attacked the two of them.
Wei Xiaoyu let go of Yueyun's hand, protected her behind her, and pulled out a dagger to deal with it.
A few people in black probably didn't expect Wei Xiaoyu's strength to be so strong, and a few of the underestimated enemies had already been stabbed, and the few people who came later even used all their strength to deal with her.
Yueyun silently took a few steps back, not hindering Wei Xiaoyu's play, and at the same time putting herself in a safe position, she couldn't drag them back.
In response to the enemy, she is better at using short weapons, fast and accurate.
The hairpin is her most handy weapon, but unfortunately the special hairpin was lost by Bei Yichen.
When she thought of that stinky man, she couldn't stop thinking about it, and her subordinates were faster.
After she dealt with this wave, those black-clothed people were blocked by the three of them, and Wei Xiaoyu was empty.
Yueyun stepped forward and wiped her sweat with her sleeve.
Not long after resting, the man in black attacked again, and this time the path was obviously changed.
Looking at Mu Qingfeng's expression, these people should not be secret guards.
Ye Luzi started in a disorderly manner, and it was also a killer move to deal with Mu Qingfeng.
Wei Xiaoyu pulled Yueyun behind him: "Don't stay too far away from me." ”
"Okay, be careful with the rumors."
Several people quickly gathered together and were surrounded by the men in black.
"Qingfeng, these people aren't secret guards, right?" The wind asked without tears.
Mu Qingfeng swept around with cold eyes: "I heard that the Yin family has raised a lot of killers. ”
"Tsk, this thing is going to kill us here." Feng Wutear glanced at the two girls, and his expression was rare and solemn: "Why don't you two run first?" ”
"When did our family have deserters?" Wei Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and asked.
Feng Wuxian smiled helplessly: "Take care of yourself." ”
There were too many people, Wei Xiaoyu was afraid that Yueyun would be injured, so he handed her a sword: "Use it on your side, don't use it until you have to." ”
Yueyun nodded, between them, there was no need to explain too much.
"It's not okay to go on like this, rumor, aren't you informing people?" Feng Wuxian pulled out and hurriedly asked Wei Xiaoyu.
"I did, but not so quickly."
It takes two days for the people from Xiaoyaomen to come, and they have only been out for a day, so naturally they don't arrive so quickly.
I hate the inconvenient transportation in ancient times, and in modern times, as soon as the car drives, it will take an hour or two to arrive.
"Rumors." Mu Qingfeng moved to her side and blocked part of the attack for her.
"Qingfeng, do you remember the battle of the Huai River?" Wei Xiaoyu asked suddenly.
Mu Qingfeng's eyes lit up: "Of course I remember, it was the first time we fought side by side." ”
It was also the day when he fell in love with her, how could he forget.
Wei Xiaoyu's lips hooked: "Old rules." ”
"Okay." Mu Qingfeng responded, and his subordinates were faster.
Feng Wutear heard the conversation between the two and hurriedly said, "Add me." ”
Yueyun stood on the side and smiled: "I'll count it for you, the old rule, the loser promises to win a condition." ”