Ink Mirror Mountain Chapter 57

The two of them walked through the bamboos one after the other, and they were about to come to the end of the forest, when suddenly a gust of wind rose on the ground, swept the bamboo leaves on the ground and swept towards the two, just stopping the man in black who was running behind.

"A bold fanatic, he dared to trespass into the forbidden land of the Hua family, and he didn't retreat quickly!" This thick angry shout came from somewhere in the forest, directly shaking the man in black in place, not daring to act rashly. Mo Ling then stopped, looking at the man in black from a distance, and his heart was also hanging, not knowing whether this voice was friend or foe.

"If you don't retreat, don't blame the old man's men for being ruthless!" The same voice sounded again, accompanied by the cold wind, the bamboo leaves fluttering in the air suddenly condensed into a big hand and slapped towards the man in black.

The man in black calmly drew his long sword, slashed his big hand to pieces in a few blows, and then ran towards the demon feather.

"Hmph!" the bamboo leaves that had been cut down by the man in black quickly regrouped again, this time falling from the sky and pressing down on the head of the man in black. The man in black looked back in shock, and a burst of sharp swords slashed down, threatening to smash the bamboo leaves.

Seeing this, Mo Ling's heart was settled, so he didn't hesitate to take out a few silver needles from his sleeve and throw them into the forest, then took out the green dagger, and flew forward while the man in black was chopping bamboo leaves, and "clicked" a few moves to the key point of the man in black. The man in black has to deal with the annoying bamboo leaves on the one hand, and the dagger of the demon feather on the other, and he soon seems to be powerless. After more than ten moves, the man in black was forced to turn over and jump, retreating a few feet away, and his long sword trembled incessantly.

Just when Mo Ling thought that the man in black was about to retreat, the man in black suddenly put the long sword in front of his chest, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pointed the tip straight at the sky, then slowly closed his eyes, and kept chanting spells in his mouth. After a few moments, the black-clothed man's eyes suddenly opened, and a majestic sword qi gushed out from the sword body, turning into four terrifying qi blades and attacking the demon feather.

At this moment, just listening to the sound of "Drink!", the giant hands transformed by the three bamboo leaves fell out of thin air, each colliding with a qi blade, and dissipated without a trace at the same time. The remaining air blade came to Mo Ling in an instant, Mo Ling roared angrily, a blue light flashed in the palm of his hand, and he flicked the air blade to the side, and then he heard a "hiss" sound, where the air blade passed, the green bamboo was cut in two by Qi Qi, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Bold fanatics, dare to find death in the Hua family, and then eat the old man's palm!" As soon as the voice fell, another giant hand fell from the sky and pressed towards the man in black. The man in black showed a frightened look on his face, saw that the situation was not good, turned around and wanted to escape, how could Mo Ling let go, grabbed it at the void, pulled out a hidden Luo Tian net, and netted the man in black tightly.

Mo Ling saw that the man in black had no way to go to the sky, but he was like catching a turtle in an urn, but the man in black looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and swung his sword to cut a gap in Luo Tian's net, and then a carp rushed out. At the moment when the man in black got out of trouble, the giant hand of the bamboo leaf slapped heavily on the ground, and the "boom" stirred up several layers of thick flying leaves. When the flying leaves fell, there was a palm print several inches deep on the ground, but the shadow of the man in black could not be found anywhere.

After the man in black left, Mo Ling clasped his fists in the sky and thanked: "Thank you seniors for helping, juniors are grateful." I don't know if the seniors can show up, and the juniors want to thank the seniors in person. ”

The leaves fall and the wind disappears, and the bamboo forest returns to tranquility. After a while, a low response came from the air: "This is not the place for you. I don't see you, and I will go back to where you came from. ”

"Can the seniors leave a big name, and the younger generations will definitely repay the kindness of the seniors in the future. "I'm not going to tell you the name either. ”

"Why is that?" "If I want you to get the reward, I won't help you." ”

"Then why did the seniors help?" asked Mo Ling stupidly.

"Haha......" Hearing Mo Ling's question, a clear laugh came from the air, and then there was no response. Mo Ling waited in place for a long time, only to know that this nameless senior had left, and in desperation, he could only bow to the sky and leave the green bamboo forest in a daze.

When Mo Ling rushed back to her small courtyard, Mo Qingyao was still asleep soundly in the bed. Last night's leftovers were placed on the stove, almost never touched, and when Mo Ling reached out and touched it, it was already cold and inedible. Moling discarded the leftovers and re-lit the fire to cook. It didn't take long to hear the sound of Yao'er getting up, Mo Ling first brought the prepared meal to the stove, then extinguished the firewood, and went to the back room to wash her hands and face, just in time to see Yao'er standing in front of the stove, staring at the steaming meal in a daze.

"Silly girl, what are you looking at. "Demon Ling woke up Mo Qingyao, who was out of his mind.

When Mo Qingyao saw Mo Ling, she pounced happily, Brother Ling, you are back!"

"If you don't come back, my Yao'er will be hungry. Mo Ling flicked Mo Qingyao's forehead lightly, "Do you want to eat?"

"No, Yao'er is not hungry yet. Mo Qingyao hurriedly shook her head.

"Then what were you just doing about the meal? ”

"Ahh ”

"Did you put last night's meal here?" "Well, Yao'er put it." "Is it the same as now?"

"Well, it's exactly the same. Ahh

Before Mo Qingyao finished speaking, she turned around and ran out of the stove room, and Mo Ling chased after her from behind, "Little clever ghost, you didn't eat well yesterday!"

"No, Yao'er has a good meal, ah-" Mo Qingyao was caught by Demon Ling, and her hands and feet kept dancing in the air, "Brother Ling is a big villain, Brother Ling bullies Yao'er." ”

"Little slippery head, tell me how I bullied you. "Brother Ling used the meal he just cooked to deceive Yao'er. "Look for a fight!"

After speaking, Mo Ling stretched out her hand and scratched Mo Qingyao's armpit and waist, which made Mo Qingyao feel numb, and the two frolicked for a while, and then Mo Ling carried Mo Qingyao to the dining table and pushed the warm meal in front of her.

"Yao'er is not hungry. Mo Qingyao twisted her head, "Brother Ling can't force Yao'er to eat." ”

"Today I made a dish that you like to eat, you smell it, it is very fragrant. Mo Ling grabbed a pair of chopsticks and dangled them in front of Mo Qingyao's nose. Mo Qingyao couldn't help but turn her head and stare at the chopsticks and swallow her saliva. Mo Ling deliberately made a mistake and fed chopsticks into his mouth, "Hmm...... It's so fragrant and delicious. ”

Mo Qingyao's eyes followed the chopsticks into Mo Ling's mouth, but when she saw Mo Ling handing the chopsticks to herself, Mo Qingyao turned her head again, "Don't eat, don't be hungry, Brother Ling's trick doesn't work against Yao'er." ”

"Really don't eat?" "Really don't eat." "Then I won't persuade you to eat?" ...... Well. ”

Mo Qingyao swallowed her saliva and nodded stubbornly.

"Brother Ling doesn't persuade you to eat, so can you tell me why you don't want to eat?" Mo Ling put down her chopsticks and looked at Mo Qingyao seriously, "You tell Brother Ling the truth." ”

"Because Yao'er is not hungry. "Really not hungry?" "...... Really not hungry. "Then why aren't you hungry?" "Because...... Because the gentleman said that you should not be hungry. "Why did the gentleman say that?" "Because the gentleman taught us that after the valley, we won't feel hungry." ”

"I see......," Mo Ling suddenly asked, "Why did Sir teach you Bigu so early?"

"It's not early," Mo Qingyao pouted, "Yao'er is nine years old." Mr. said that when the inner door was assessed, Bigu was a basic skill. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ling frowned, "Have you already decided to enter the inner door?"

"Yao'er doesn't know," Mo Qingyao lowered her head and waved her legs back and forth, "Brother Ling wants Yao'er to go to the inner door, and Yao'er will go to the inner door." ”

"......" Mo Ling was stunned, as if he didn't expect Mo Qingyao to give such an answer. After a long time, a smile squeezed out of Mo Ling's face, "You are only nine years old, and you are still very early from the inner door assessment, let's not think about this matter for now." ”

"Is it still early?" Mo Qingyao raised her head and looked at Mo Ling in confusion.

"Yes, it's early, very early. So you don't have to worry about the inner door, and Bigu can't do it in a day or two. ”

"That said, it's not strange that Yao'er feels hungry?" "Of course it's not strange. "Is that rice okay?" "Of course you can, the more you eat, the happier Brother Ling becomes." ”

"yes. Mo Qingyao cheered, took the chopsticks from Mo Ling's hand, and ate the meal in a big gulp. Mo Ling stroked Mo Qingyao's hair, looking at her gobbling up, her heart was mixed, and she didn't disperse for a long time.