El Tieno calendar 560 December Shu Road

"Good morning Mr. Flower, good morning Mr. Grass, good morning Mr. Big Tree. ”

On the mountain ridge in the early morning, the girl's clear voice replaced the chirping of the birds and birds, opening the day.

Ailing clapped her palms, singing a little song from her hometown, looking here, walking there, smelling the flowers, and greeting the birds on the branches, with an innocent appearance, there is no doubt that this girl has gotten far more happiness in nature than in the city.

Mo Wen, who was looking at him coldly, also felt the same way.

Last night, he set off overnight and headed north, and when he camped late at night, Mo Wen didn't say a word, took the only blanket, and fell asleep on the haystack by himself, and Ailing did not express his dissatisfaction, and found a small tree alone and took a nap under the tree.

The night in the mountains is extremely cold, and sometimes there is frost, so the girl slept peacefully all night, but pretended to sleep in the car, waiting for Ailing to call the cold Mo Wen, tossing for most of the night, until dawn before closing her eyes.

That's not all, it was supposed to be bedtime, Ailing also had to sing a lullaby to fall asleep, although the girl's singing voice was soft, but the lyrics used, but I don't know which country's local dialect, so that Mo Wen, who wanted to sleep, was angry.

When I woke up in the morning, Ailing's spirit was surprisingly good, in addition to greeting flowers, birds and plants everywhere, it was a vigorous jump, when Mo Wen opened his sleepy eyes, settled down, a simple but hearty breakfast was already in front of him.

Boiled quail eggs, marinated venison legs, mixed wheat bread with jam...... A few simple foods are very delicious because of the ingenuity of the cook.

After dealing with several dishes, Ailing retrieved the pot, she deliberately placed the pot among the flowers last night, collected the early morning flower dew, and prepared it to be used as a material for making tea, but when she opened the tea can, she was very upset to find that there was only some residue left at the bottom of the can.

"Oh, how could this be? I drank it all last time, and I forgot to buy it when I entered the city this time......"

There is water but no tea, the girl is panicked for her carelessness, just as Ailing doesn't know what to do, there is a light cough from behind, and Mo Wen handed over a small can.

"Use it!"

In the jar, there are dried tea leaves and finely broken fruits, which are the materials for making fruit tea, and they are of quite high quality.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Mowen. ”

Ailing bowed one hundred and eighty degrees with her signature gesture, watching her ponytail swing up and down, Mo Wen turned her head and ignored it silently.

Mo Wen originally expected that this girl might not have any skills, so she could make a pot of flower tea in the morning, as breakfast, and when the girl asked for a share, she would offer a high price and teach her to retreat.

Who knows, Ailing's craftsmanship is amazing, seeing such a delicious breakfast, Mo Wen immediately announced his surrender in his heart.

After a while, the fragrant flower tea was poured with boiling water, leaving a fragrance between Mo Wen's lips and teeth, and he deeply agreed with his choice.

However, this idea, in the next moment, had a earth-shaking change.

When Mo Wen put the pickled venison in his mouth, his face under the silver hair turned white in an instant.

"What's wrong?

Ailing realized that something was wrong, and also learned Mo Wen's movements, and swallowed the venison in his mouth.

As if shocked by the great delicacy, Ailing's pretty face turned from white to red, then from red to purple, and finally, to a miserable green.

The color conversion was so fierce that Mo Wen on the opposite side was dumbfounded.

"Wow, it's salty, no, it's sweet, it's not right, it's bitter......"

Squirted out the food in her mouth, and Ailing choked on tears.

Mo Wen didn't speak, just handed the flower tea in his hand to Ailing, and nodded very hard.

He is very sympathetic to Ailing's "pain" at the moment.

"No, how can this be?"

Ailing drank the flower tea in one gulp, grabbed the bread again, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The result has not changed, the process is similar, but the change of color is reversed, for this reason, Mo Wen has never been so deeply aware of what color aesthetics is.

"Wow! it's spicy...... It's so spicy......" Ailing blushed and drank the flower tea handed by Mo Wen in one gulp.

Mo Wen silently handed over the flower tea, cup after cup, and cast a sympathetic eye on this girl who was more than enthusiastic and had serious lack of craftsmanship.

In fact, he really didn't understand why strawberry jam was so spicy like a pepper.

Ailing drank the flower tea at the bottom of the pot, and ran to a wooden machine next to her in a huff, up and down her hands, adjusting the tone in the east and touching the west, checking it, and muttering to herself at the same time.

"There's no reason, the machine isn't broken, the program isn't set up wrong, why would my "all-in-one super delicious and invincible chef" make this kind of dish......

Mo Wen looked at this young lady who didn't know whether it was pitiful or angry, and was speechless.

By the way, although they have not known each other for a day, Mo Wen has already learned a lot of similar jokes.

This lovely young lady, who seems to have some kind of talent for an inventor, has developed all kinds of ingenious props for many regular jobs, but unfortunately, so far, none of them have succeeded.

If you stand in the standpoint of a bystander, you can support this kind of experiment without reservation, but when you are a member of the subject and are suffering from it, probably no one will be so tolerant.

Like at this moment, when Mo Wen noticed the remaining spiciness in his mouth and wanted to drink tea to get spicy, he was very frustrated to find that the tea at the bottom of the pot had been drunk by the confused girl.

Although he didn't express his feelings clearly, it was not difficult to understand the silver-haired man's mind from the corners of his inverted arc mouth, "Ah! I knew that I should still collect money from her!"

Feeling unwilling, Ailing smashed the eggshell and wanted to see the results of the last dish, but was surprised to find that the quail eggs were empty, and the madman cooking machine, while boiling the water in the outer pot, seemed to evaporate the contents of the eggshell.

"How so...... How so...... Woo...... Wow......" The new invention was declared a failure in the third hour after it was made, and the little inventor, after learning that his work was facing a major failure, was sad and annoyed, and cried out loud with a "wow" sound.

Resisting the urge to kill people, Mo Wen took out a handkerchief from his bosom with an unhappy face and handed it to the girl who was crying profusely.

"How can this be" has become the most common mantra after a day of traveling together, and it is clear that it will continue to appear in the future.

The vicuña grazing on the side, chirping loudly, causing people to scream, seems to be the best portrayal of these two.

After breakfast, the two continued to drive on the road.

This longitudinal mountain road of Longteng Mountain Range, steep and difficult to walk, is the trail that travelers have walked out of for thousands of years, narrow and bumpy, the road condition is very poor, people call "Gorge Road Tianguan", also known as "Shu Road", since ancient times, there is "Shu Road is difficult, such as the blue sky" words, many road sections, fundamentally walk in the ridge line of the mountains, around except for the cliff abyss, only the white clouds are misty, the most thrilling but.

The road was rough and difficult, and it was not the main vein of the earth, so that the most common means of transportation, there was nothing to be done here, but to use the most primitive methods to travel, and the distance that Ailing walked, although quite steep, was still within the feasible range of the carriage, so that the old effort could be saved.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma, take a light step, don't be greedy, you will eventually reach your goal......"

Humming a tune from somewhere, Ailing filled in her favorite words and hummed briskly.

(Is this girl a nomad from Wulian?)

Mo Wen couldn't help but have such thoughts, generally speaking, only the ethnic minorities of Wulian will have such a habit of exporting songs, and Wulian people will come here, although it is a bit unusual, but Shangri-La is a fusion of all kinds of races, and it is not a strange thing that nomads will appear.

What's really strange is her temperament, innocent, unscrupulous, and, not stupid, stupid people, who don't have such a skillful craft, although her craft is up for debate.

Is it a matter of age?

Well!

No, although I can't be sure of Ailing's age, but this girl's behavior has nothing to do with age, I'm afraid that in a few hundred years, this girl will be an innocent and kind grandmother when she is old!

One minute I was still crying, and the next minute I could laugh, completely unpretentious, and I thanked everything from the bottom of my heart.

Moreover, why is she always fooled by such a smart girl?

Why do you believe in others so unreservedly, and when you suffer a loss, you still smile in return?

From a certain point of view, this girl can be regarded as a genius!

(Geniuses are attracted to each other, is that what you mean?) ）

Mo Wen picked his cheeks, a little surprised, this may be the reason why he is here!

"What are you thinking, sir?"

Sensing the silver-haired man's contemplation, Ailing asked with concern.

Mo Wenban raised his face, made a gesture of "don't care", lay on the straw, and looked up at the sky.

Ailing secretly looked at Mo and asked.

Mo Wen was dressed very strangely, with long hair covering his face and unadorned clothes.

The color of the costume he wore seemed to be the uniform of a certain folk knight order, the material was good, but it was washed white, and there were countless patches of various sizes, showing the unwillingness of his master, rather than being experienced in a hundred battles.

It's rare to see Mo Wen's expression, except for the long hair covering most of his cheeks, Mo Wen always has a cloudy face, hot and cold, as if there is something unhappy, although he occasionally smiles at Ailing when talking, but most of the time, he is silent alone, not knowing what he is thinking. This person's surname is also absolutely quiet, and I spend all day with him, and it is rare to hear him say a few words.

The most special thing is that Mo Wen's right hand, which is different from the slender and fair left palm, and the right palm, which should also be beautiful, is covered with bright red scars like earthworms, as if it has been cut by a sharp blade, which makes people feel good when they see it.

Ailing has a variety of speculations.

Mr. Mo Wen, he used to be a soldier and his skills were very good, but he retired as a knight in the opposition because he was injured in the war. As long as he thinks of the tragedy of that war, Ailing not only feels sad, but also deeply admires Mr. Mo Wen's bravery.

"It will make the hand hurt like this, and become such an autistic surname, then it must be a fierce battle, poor Mr. Mo Wen......"

There was no basis for this idea, it was just wishful thinking on the part of the little girl, but she herself was convinced.

"Hmm! Unable to bear the loneliness of driving alone, Ailing asked quietly, "Can you show me the sword you use?"

Mo didn't answer, but the hilt of the lightsaber was exposed from his waist. Ailing took a closer look and was a little disappointed, the lightsaber did not have a production label, it was not a famous brand produced by the Reins Research Institute, but a general product belonging to the ordinary military.

The weapon used often symbolizes the knight's identity, and the stronger the martial arts and the higher the rank, the higher the knight, will wear a high-brand lightsaber to increase the attack power, and if you can get the named non-production lightsaber, it will be even more effective.

As for the lightsaber used by Mo Wen, it is the most common variety on the market, and it may even be a parallel import, but this alone has shaken the confidence of the employer.

"Well, it must be fine, Mr. Mo Wen, it won't be the kind of person who only relies on lightsabers. ”

Afraid that he would not trust Mr. Mo Wen, Ailing comforted herself quietly.

From this point of view, it is really a cute little action.

Mo Wen didn't speak, just thought about something alone, and when she asked Ailing about her work last night, the girl's answer was strange, "Well, I want to retrieve something from a person's hands." ”

"That's it?"

"Uh...... Before we do that, we're going to rush to Brown Village and wait for news there......"

Ailing explained that Brown Village is a small village located between Shu Road and is not well known and cannot even be found on the map. As for this answer, which was too general from any angle, Mo Wen frowned, but he judged from Ailing's gaze that this was not a question suitable for further questioning.

At the next moment when the two were relatively speechless, a sudden change occurred.

"Quack, woo......" The terrible beast chirped, and two behemoths flew down from the mountains on the left and right.

"What's it? a mountain spirit, or a beast?"

Mo Wen's mind turned sharply, judging from the speed and coming, the other party was definitely not a good type, and activated the lightsaber with his hand, and slashed off the head against the black shadow on the left.

"Khooth!"

There was a muffled sound, like the sound of gold and iron, Mo Wen only felt like a backbone stone, his arms were sore and numb, and the sharp lightsaber could not be cut.

"How did you do ......?"

Mo Wen was taken aback, especially, in view of the huge size of the other party, he adjusted the output rate of the lightsaber to the strongest at the beginning, and slashed it violently, which was no different from a sharp axe, coupled with the special burning power of the beam weapon, even if the opponent had a deep hard qigong, he would have a very hard time, how could such a scene occur.

And when Mo Wen saw the appearance of the comer, he was even more surprised.

The enemy is not a human, but two strange apes, thick black fur, a huge body of more than two feet, the front of the palm is a pair of long claws, and blood-red eyes, which look hideous and timid.

And the most special thing is that on the backs of these two great apes, they have a pair of huge wings, which are flapping, showing that they are really functional.

"Why is the red-eyed demon ape here......

Mo Wen couldn't help but be surprised.

The red-eyed demon ape, is a branch of the demon race, the surname is brutal, there is no IQ at all, the flesh and blood of babies and girls make a living, during the Kyushu War, there are countless creatures that are raging, and then the three sages killed the Great Demon God King, and the red-eyed demon ape was also sealed, and never appeared in the world again.

"What's the matter, if it's on West West Koga Island, then there is something to say, this is the center of the mainland!"

Shocked by the sudden shock, Mo Wen was a little distracted, and his return movement was a little slower, at this time, the red-eyed demon ape on the left had already waved his giant palm, and when he was shocked, the claw was less than a foot away from the back of his head, and the red-eyed demon ape in front actually grabbed the lightsaber with one hand and stabbed his right claw straight up.

"Bump!"

Seeing that the claws were about to break his brain, Mo Wen immediately made a decision, abandoned the sword with his right hand, and his whole body flew up into the sky like an arrow, taking out the encircling range of two pairs of claws, so that the two bulky bodies collided together.

"Quack ......woo woo" Mo Wen was in mid-air, before he landed, and there was a red-eyed demon ape, spreading its wings, screaming, flying out of the mountain wall in front of it, and shooting at Mo Wen in the air, and Mo Wen's weapon had been lost, so he had to fall sharply while preparing to meet the enemy empty-handed.

"Don't ask sir, go on!"

The wind sounded in the rear, Mo Wen took back his hand and caught the object thrown by Ailing, but it was a long-handled lightsaber without a brand, and at this time, the red-eyed demon ape had flown in front of him, Mo Wen didn't have time to think about it, pushed on the energy switch, and stretched out his hand to stab.

He suffered a loss just now, and he didn't dare to be greedy for merit with this shot, and stabbed the red-eyed demon ape in the eyes, hoping to hurt the enemy in one fell swoop.

The unexpected, in an instant, happened.

The fierce lightsaber, at the first time of contact, effortlessly pierced the head of the red-eyed demon ape, and then, like chopping paper and cutting tofu, the huge beast body was cut through it, and the stinky blood was sprinkled all over the air, and because the lightsaber was too sharp, the red-eyed demon ape didn't even snort and was killed on the spot.

Mo Wen turned around neatly, fell to the ground, and skillfully avoided the splashing blood rain, when he inspected the lightsaber in his hand, the surprise in his heart was unabated.

The lightsaber itself has the effect of absorbing the energy of the sword wielder and then strengthening it, in other words, if the sword wielder is strong enough to exert the energy of the lightsaber to the upper limit, it can cause extremely strong destructive power.

The same skill will cause differences due to the level of the lightsaber itself.

Mo Wen had just used the lightsaber twice, and the skill he used was the same, but the result was so different, and the only explanation was that the quality of the latter was far superior to the former.

According to Mo Wen's experience, the lightsaber that can produce this kind of output power is already the first-class high-priced product in the market, and it belongs to the high-end goods of the famous brand, but when he examines the production badge on the lightsaber, he finds that it is the same as the one he originally used, just an ordinary lightsaber with no other number.

The only explanation for how this kind of lightsaber can have such a high power is that it has been adjusted and modified by a master, so that girl is an adjuster.

"Wow......" was awakened by the screams ahead, and Mo didn't have a good conscience.

The two remaining red-eyed demon apes had already walked towards Ailing when he was distracted, and was stimulated by the tragic death of their companions.

Ailing was in danger, but she seemed to be frightened, and she didn't run away from the car, but she searched for a big burden in the back seat, and took out a giant object similar to a firecracker from it.

Seeing that Ailing was in distress, Mo Wen secretly blamed himself for being a derelict protector, the soles of his feet accelerated suddenly, and he rose and fell a few times in the air, but he didn't land, and he turned over, and chased behind the red-eyed demon ape, and the lightsaber in his hand stretched out quickly, sweeping towards the neck of the red-eyed demon ape.

Before the sword arrived, the object in Ailing's hand exploded into a ball of bright light, which quickly expanded, becoming a column-shaped pillar of blue-white light, and blasted straight ahead.

The two red-eyed demon apes who bore the brunt of the attack, without even blinking, gave the pillar of light through their chests, and within a thousandth of a second, the rapidly expanding positive electrons shattered the surrounding cells, completely vaporized, and reduced to the most basic molecules, leaving not even half a trace of residue.

Mo Wen was dumbfounded, although he had seen a wide range of things, he had never seen such an ancient demon dao weapon that destroyed the surname, and finally he was agile, and at the moment before the pillar of light erupted, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly collected his sword and withdrew, flew upside down, and crashed into the mountain wall behind, avoiding the fate of being affected.

And the ridiculous thing happened, it seemed that the energy released was overloaded, and it suffered the adverse side effects of firing at close range, after the first shot of the giant gun, it switched to burst mode by itself, with Ailing as the center of the circle, and the blue-white high-energy light bullets, like shotguns, began to shoot wildly around.

"Bang bang bang...... Wow! Help...... Tatar Tatar ...... I can't stop, who's going to help┅┅Who's ......going to help�"

Everywhere the eye can see, regardless of distance and proximity, all suffer, the hard rock and mountain wall, to blast out a bottomless deep hole, all the flowers, plants, trees and stones, at the moment of being hit, immediately vaporized, no one spared.

"I ...... How could I be so decrepit......"

Mo Wen unfolded his light body kung fu, walked like flying, jumped high and low in the laser stray bullet, and was extremely embarrassed by the head of the rat.

This is not the time to pay attention to image, if it is a life-and-death duel between two warriors, the horse leather shroud, it is still glorious to die, but to hit this strange weapon, it is definitely a dead eye.

The stray bullet lasted for nearly three minutes, and when most of the mountain wall on the left disappeared and the surrounding creatures were empty, the giant gun spewed out a large number of sparks, and with a bang, it disintegrated and exploded.

The joke was not over, when Mo Wen confirmed that his limbs were alive and let out a long breath, he realized that the foolish genius gave the last recoil to the giant gun, shook into the air, and was about to fall off the cliff.

didn't even have time to catch his breath, Mo Wen rushed to the mountain wall, borrowed a little strength, and shot at Ailing, who had fallen out of the edge of the cliff.

At the last moment, Mo Wen shot in time, stretched out his arms, and gently and skillfully hugged Ailing, to drag him back to the cliff.

"Oh!

It wasn't until he was hugged into his arms that Ailing came back to his senses, just thought he was out of danger, but found that he was still in mid-air, and Mo Wen's strength was exhausted, and here he was suspended in the air, unable to borrow strength, and the two fell straight down.

"Mr. Mo asked......

Mo Wen was not in a hurry, turned on the lightsaber switch, and took advantage of the point where the end of the lightsaber touched the cliff, and was able to borrow the strength to unfold the method of moving the body, connecting the dots, and finally, the whole body was three feet high, and the soles of the feet shook in the air, Ailing only felt that the wind was whistling in his ears, and the two of them fell to the carriage lightly like a cloud.

"Mr. Mo Wen is so powerful...... Alas!"

Realizing that the hired bodyguard was extraordinary, Ailing issued a heartfelt admiration, but he didn't expect the other party's response to be a backhand and kicking off the carriage.

"It hurts! Don't ask Mr. ......"

Coquettish like a little girl, Ailing pursed her lips and expressed her dissatisfaction.

Mo Wen straightened his face and turned his head, if the absurd riot just now came again, he would not be sure that he would retreat with his whole body, a girl like this should let her learn a lesson.

"Mr. Mo asked...... Ahh

Hearing Ailing's exclamation, Mo didn't look back, and ignored it accordingly.

"Don't ask sir, can you give me back that lightsaber?"

Ailing's voice sounded a little empty.

Mo Wenzhi made a gesture of "confiscation", in fact, he had many questions about this lightsaber, and he was about to carefully explain it, and he couldn't return it to Ailing.

"Please, don't ask Mr. ......."

The girl's voice turned to pleading.

Mo Wen hardened his heart and made a stern gesture of "shut up".

Sensing Mo Wen's insistence, Ailing was silent for a while, and then whispered: "In this case, then, Mr. Mo Wen, Ailing wants to say sorry to you, besides, there is a little secret to tell you, don't be angry!"

Mo Wen still kept a straight face and refused to turn his head, but he pricked up his ears and was engrossed, ready to listen carefully to the girl's words.

"That...... That one...... That lightsaber,I only adjusted it a few days ago.,Because of the rush of time.,Some detail problems haven't been solved yet.,According to the technical problems of the modification,It will be used for more than three minutes in a row.,There will be poor heat dissipation.,And high heat.,So ...... So ......"

As if hesitating about his final judgment, Ailing snorted for a while, and finally couldn't help it, so he mustered up the courage and said in one breath: "So...... So, don't you feel hot in your hands, according to my estimates, the hilt of that lightsaber should be two or three hundred degrees by now!"

Awakened by this sentence, Mo Wen's eyes moved to his right hand, only to see that the special lightsaber, I don't know when, the dark hilt of the sword burned red, and the intense pain like fire slammed into the brain along the nerves.

The screams of "Wow" echoed endlessly in the mountain wall, drawing an end to today's ridiculous battle.

Ironically, the only scream in this battle was made by the victors, and the losing side not only had no chance to scream, but even a corpse remained.

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