The next day, the small town hospital, where few patients were treated, was rarely lively, and the medical officer kept sighing that Yin Jun Baifu had a great life, and such a thick iron arrow miraculously did not touch any organs, leaving only an ugly and hideous wound that pierced his shoulder.

Yan Liwu specially brought a food box from the inn, and asked Yin Junbai to drink a few sips of porridge while it was hot, and then personally clean his wounds and change the medicine cloth as he did yesterday. During the whole process, Yan Li's worried expression was calm and calm, but Yin Jun's white face and red ears were so ashamed that he couldn't help it, and he couldn't help it, and Yan Liwu was twisted under his ribs before he shut up with tears.

"Why don't you see Miss Bisheng?" Glancing around, he found that there was no one missing, and Yin Junbai couldn't help but wonder.

"Let her go and clean the Qinglian Palace first. The master is a quick temper, and he will definitely start early if he sees any place, and he can avoid two sentences of scolding if he cleans up first and prepares to come out. Wen Moqing seemed to have a lot to say on this day, and after explaining to Yin Junbai in a wordy manner, he immediately instructed Yan Liwu to ask the medical officer when he could let Yin Junbai leave. Seeing Yan Liwu reluctant to leave, Wen Moqing restrained his casual expression, and his voice was slightly low: "After that, I will ask Bi Sheng to take care of you here, and I will take Yan Liwu to Qinglian Palace." You try to hold Bi Sheng as long as you don't let the two of them meet again. ”

Bi Sheng was jealous of Wen Moqing's attitude towards Yan Liwu, and Yin Junbai was also worried that the angry Bi Sheng was likely to make a move to hurt Yan Liwu, so he nodded vigorously without waiting for Wen Moqing to explain clearly.

However, Wen Moqing's orders seemed to be not limited to this, and he looked out of the door again to make sure that Yan Liwu had not returned, Wen Moqing's face suddenly turned cold: "It's advice, I don't care what you have to do with the Qinglian King, in short, don't have any affection for Yan Liwu, otherwise both of you will be ruined." Especially you, I finally managed to hide what happened last time, if the master knows that you betrayed Junzilou to help King Qinglian, you know better than me what the fate will be, and you will do it yourself in the future. ”

Yin Junbai's face turned red, then pale, and when the medical officer returned to the room, he saw him hanging his head and no energy, and when he asked him, he said that he was a little tired and wanted to rest. Yan Li did not doubt that he had him, and after repeatedly asking the medical officer, he returned to Qinglian Palace with Wen Moqing with anxiety, and only greeted Bi Sheng who went down the mountain on the way, and did not say anything else.

There were only two people left in the team of four, and the already slow process was forced to delay again, but for some reason, Yan Li, who had been secretly anxious before, quieted down, and the center of his eyebrows faintly revealed a little lightness.

Since Wen Moqing promised to send her to Wen Moshu, then she could let go of her worries and sit back and relax, just waiting for the day of reunion.

For Wen Moqing, he still trusts him very much.

After entering the underground palace of Qinglian Palace, the two of them continued to walk in along the door of the small room where they stopped yesterday, and only cleared six forks and three small rooms in a whole day, but the traps they encountered could not be counted with ten fingers. The two of them talked very little throughout the day, and most of the time they searched carefully, but unfortunately found that it was not as good as yesterday, except for some things that were piled up as waste, there was almost no gain.

Estimating that it was almost evening, Wen Moqing grabbed Yan Liwu, who still wanted to explore inside, and pointed to the top of his head, looking a little tired: "Get here first today." ”

"A big man who is not sick or sick, is his physical strength so weak? It's not as good as me. It can be regarded as an opportunity to ridicule and criticize Wen Moqing, and he will not miss it, stretching his legs and feet to show that he is not tired at all, while flying around Wen Moqing with disdainful eyes.

"When I waited late at night and was dragged by unscrupulous people to see the moon for a walk, do you think I was beaten with iron?" Lifting the lantern and putting away the map, Wen Moqing walked back along the same path, but always kept no more than three steps away from Yan Liwu, probably for fear of being injured by the missing mechanism like yesterday.

Gentle attention is paid to these little things, so that you can rest assured of your own safety - if nothing happens afterward.

Coming out of Qinglian Palace in twilight, Wen Moqing walked in a hurry, and he almost had to trot to keep up; When she walked to the foot of the mountain, Wen Moqing was faster, her legs and feet were sore, and she had no choice but to stop panting, wanting to shout Wen Moqing and so on, who knew that before she could shout, Wen Moqing's back had turned positive, and she hurried towards her.

Did you realize that she was tired? Yan Liwu was about to complain about him, but suddenly realized that Wen Moqing's face was wrong, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Stand behind me and don't run around no matter what happens." Wen Moqing lowered his voice, waved his arm, and the long sword hung diagonally to the ground.

The long sword has not yet been unsheathed, but it is obvious that Wen Moqing is already preparing for battle, and the surrounding grass and trees are a little calm, and Yan Liwu gradually found that something was wrong. This road is the most convenient one for Qinglian Palace to go down the mountain, there are no special circumstances Wen Moqing will take them up the mountain from here, assuming that someone wants to trouble them, then ambush here is the best choice.

Wen Moqing's gaze did not search everywhere, only stood upright in place, and there was no expression on Leng Jun's face: "Get out." ”

At the same time as he opened his mouth coldly, Yan Liwu slowly took out the Huangcheng Sword and held it in his hand, hiding it behind Wen Moqing, and his eyes erased the usual casual relaxation, and replaced them with a look of vigilance and vigilance. The two stood there for about a moment, but there was still no movement around them. Wen Mo was impatient, holding the sword and closing his eyes slightly, after a while, a flash of light suddenly burst out in his suddenly opened eyes, and then his toes moved, and a pebble the size of a bird's egg was kicked up high, and went straight to the grass beside him.

"! Above! ”

A miserable scream exploded, followed by a low curse from the direction of the grass cave, and the moment the words landed, six figures swept up quickly from all directions, and six sharp knives roared, stabbing at the two people who were close together.

This posture is probably intended to be endless.

Wen Moqing's eyes swept and he roughly understood the skills of the six people in ambush, the wrist was flipped, the long sword still stayed in the sheath, a cold light was gone, and he only casually pulled a sword flower according to the scabbard, and the six people flew back into the grass with a scream before they could get close.

"It looks like it's another bunch of straw bales." Yan Li let out a long sigh of worry, and the hand holding the sword loosened, "Who is so boring to send some waste that can only babble to provoke?" ”

Wen Moqing lazily put away his sword, and there was no trace of fatigue: "Think it's all waste? Well, I won't make a move, you can try to deal with them alone, and let me see what a non-wasted heroine looks like. ”

"The fox is fake and the tiger is mighty, I'm just relying on your majesty, why bother exposing my old bottom? Men who don't know how to joke are really boring. ”

Many times when she is worried, she will put on a little scoundrel face in a grand manner, and Wen Moqing is too lazy to quarrel with her, so she simply doesn't hear anything. Holding the sword in another hand, Wen Moqing grabbed Yan Liwu's sleeve and pulled her behind her: "Go down the mountain as soon as possible, it will be difficult to walk when it gets dark." ”

At this time, the sunset on the side of the mountain has begun to fade, leaving only half a piece of red and the sunset in the sky to make the final struggle, and I can't see that the kung fu of a tea is about to completely darken. Qinglian Mountain is densely wooded and inaccessible, so if you are ambushed again after nightfall, it will never be as easy to deal with as it was just now.

Yan Liwu subconsciously grabbed Wen Moqing's palm with his backhand, and strode closely behind, because he was engrossed in the road under his feet, he didn't notice that Wen Moqing looked back at her in slight surprise.

The mountain road always looks short and far, especially when you are in a hurry, you feel that the destination is far away. Although he had great confidence in the strength of Wen Moqing, when the six straw bales in the rear caught up and eight or nine big men jumped out in front of him, Yan Liwu once again clenched the Chenghuang sword, and his palms were covered with sweat.

"If you choose this way, can you still go down the mountain today?" Looking at the unscrupulous enemies in front of and behind, he muttered to himself with his worries.

"He can go down the mountain, you, must stay." Among the new enemies, there was a thinner man who seemed to be the leader, and after a gloomy sneer, he raised his chin slightly and pointed at Wen Moqing, with a look of disdain in his eyes, "No matter who it is, those who dare to shield the Qinglian King will be damned, whether you want to save a small life to enjoy the rest of your life, or if you want to bury the Qinglian King, you have to think about it." ”

"How do you know who she is? Wasn't the Qinglian King exiled with the expeditionary army? Wen Moqing's face did not change, and his tone was cold and light.

"We have our own way to find out, as for what it is, it's better for others to be less nosy." The leader-looking man narrowed his eyes, and squeezed out threatening words from between his teeth with the corners of his mouth, "Except for the demon girl, on the side of the Qing monarch, the people of the world are looking forward to King Qinglian to die to apologize, whoever dares to stop is the enemy of the people of the world, can you afford this crime?" How much good has this demon girl given you, so that you even have a bad conscience? ”

There was a crisp sound, and the jade on the sword spike collided with the scabbard. Wen Moqing raised his sword at his side, and did not show any fear in the face of accusations in the name of the people of the world: "I don't care who you want to kill, but it must not be the person behind me." ”

"In other words, you won't budge? That's no way, everyone has their own ambitions, although some don't want to go, I can only try to leave you a whole corpse. ”

The man on the other side had been hanging when he spoke, and after saying this, his breath suddenly changed and he suddenly became fierce, and the copper crutch on his arm shook, and he did not hesitate to attack Wen Moqing, and the others also took the opportunity to take action against Yan Liwu, each performing his own duties, without showing any confusion.

Are you all prepared? But are they underestimating Wen Moqing too much?

Yan Liwu followed the instructions and did not leave Wen Moqing's left and right, under the protection of his dense sword light, basically no one could approach, and occasionally someone slashed at her, she could also easily dodge and save the danger with the tricks she learned and the Huangcheng Sword that sharpened iron like clay.

There were fifteen people in the front and back, and at first only one person attacked Wen Moqing, and all the others were aimed at Yan Liwu; After discovering that person was quickly kicked away by Wen Moqing as a burden, more than half of them immediately shifted their target to Wen Moqing, and instead relaxed their pressure on the assassination target. It's a pity that this kind of flexible strategy is meaningless in the hand, no matter how many people there are, Wen Moqing's sword is always like a dragon dancing to protect words and worries, and can calmly find the right time to break through each loophole.

The effort of a cup of tea was less, and all the parties who let off the words fell to the ground, and one by one they either fainted or held the wounds and whispered in pain, while Wen Moqing and Yan Liwu did not have half of the wounds on their bodies.

"Probably gone, right?" Looking at the foot of the mountain not far away, Yan Liwu wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, "What do you do with these people?" ”

"Leave to fend for yourself."

I didn't look at the defeated subordinates who were lying down, Wen Moqing put away his sword neatly, and didn't even ask a word, as if he didn't care who was behind the scenes-there were countless people who wanted King Qinglian to die, and there was no point in pursuing it carefully, it was better to save time to go down the mountain early and go to the town to have a full meal.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, and Wen Moqing's desire to eat is destined to be a little tortuous.

Just when he raised his foot to leave, a faint light crossed his sight, and before he could shout the word "careful" in a worried voice, Wen Moqing had already moved backwards and blocked the attacking hidden weapon with his backhand. After a ding, Yan Li looked at it with worry, and his heart was cold, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Wen Moqing's sword is unexpectedly out of the sheath!