"Ahem......"

Xiao Jian sneaked all the way down the stream and came to the depths of a canyon.

He poked his head out, reached out and grabbed a rock to stop himself, and climbed ashore.

The moon had already hidden in the clouds at some point, and there was a dark scene all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He reached into his bosom and pulled out the fire fold, only to find that the thing was unusable after being soaked in water, so he could only keep groping forward, and almost tripped on the way.

"Shame!"

Xiao Jian sat on a stone and looked up at the sky, his fists clenched.

He had been wounded in a battle with the Mongol soldiers, and his injuries were aggravated by the battle with Balu, and then he ran with Huang Yaoshi all the way and lost a lot of strength, causing the wound to bleed.

Otherwise, Darba would not be his opponent!

He knew that if he didn't leave, he would inevitably implicate Huang Yaoshi, and the other party would never leave him alone.

The final result was that the Mongolian soldiers rushed to hear the news, and the master and apprentice were probably in a catastrophe, and at most a few pads were pulled.

But remembering his embarrassed appearance when he ran away, Xiao Jian hated it so much.

Darba, I'll kill you sooner or later!

Shame can only be erased with blood.

Xiao Jian took out the [Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill] from his arms and swallowed it, and secretly pondered.

Looking at the whole operation, he was indeed very sloppy, and could even be said to be "naïve".

The plan was already incomplete, and with all kinds of unexpected episodes, he almost lost his life.

This time, Huang Yaoshi helped me, what about next time?

Still too young......

Thinking about it, a wave of tiredness hit him, and he couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep.

——

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jian woke up from his sleep.

A strong smell of barbecue came to his nose, and he couldn't help but swallow.

He was lying on his back on the thick haystack, looking up in all directions, and he had a general insight into his surroundings.

Caves, fires, old people...... There is also a roast chicken that hooks the heart.

He looked down and saw that the wound on his body had been bandaged, and although it was not very beautiful, it had finally succeeded in stopping the bleeding.

Friend or foe!

"Awake?"

Not far away by the fire, an old man with a white beard and a gray cloth roast was sitting on a smooth stone, holding a fat roast chicken and nibbling on it, without paying any attention to the appearance of the food.

"Thank you ......"

Xiao Jian was about to get up and say thank you, but he accidentally touched the wound, and a sharp pain came.

"Excuse me!"

The old man in gray waved his hand again and again, raised his eyebrows and said, "Huang Laoxie has always prided himself on being deviant, why are you so obsessed with etiquette?" ”

Hearing this, he seemed to be very familiar with Huang Yaoshi.

Looking at this appearance again, especially the severed finger, Xiao Jian had a guess in his heart about the identity of this person.

"Seniors know the family teacher?"

Xiao Jian asked knowingly.

"Very well cooked......

The old man replied casually, and then continued to bury his head in the chicken.

Xiao Jian's saliva flowed as he saw it, and at the same time, he noticed that there was another one on the grass pile next to the old man, which was obviously prepared for him.

You threw it over......

It's always a little embarrassing to take the initiative to ask for it.

However, the old man seemed to have "forgotten" him, and only buried his head in nibbling on the chicken, completely ignoring the fact that the people around him were already hungry and growling.

Okay, I'll take it myself, right?

He reached out and picked up the three-foot Qingfeng placed beside him, and then stabbed straight with his sword, hitting the chicken's ass accurately.

was about to take it back, but saw that the old man raised his hand and pressed it gently, and it was difficult to shake Ren Xiaojian's strength.

"Qigong, you spare me!"

Xiao Jian cried with a sad face, and said pitifully: "Since you saved me, you must not want to see me starve to death, right?" ”

Nine-fingered beggar, who is Shehong Qigong?

This old man is the northern beggar behind the retreat, Hong Qigong.

There are not many people in this world who can admire Xiao Jian, and Hong Qigong is definitely one.

His most admirable thing is not his martial arts, but his chivalrous heart, but anyone who knows his deeds must be in awe.

"You kid has a lot of eyesight."

Hong Qigong first praised it, and then said: "Since you have already seen it, why do you pretend not to know?" ”

He smashed his mouth and said, "The people on Peach Blossom Island are really eccentric and evil. ”

Xiao Jian smiled bitterly, a sect master was so stingy.

"The younger generation is clumsy, and it was only later that he saw the identity of the Seventh Prince."

At this time, he was already so hungry that his chest was close to his back, especially Hong Qigong's appearance of [one bite down, his mouth was full of oil], which made his mouth water.

Hong Qi just teased him, and when he saw that he was injured because of this, he let go of his hand.

"You kid live like a starving ghost!"

"It's better than starving!"

Xiao Jian said and pulled back the roast chicken, and then feasted on it.

Hong Qigong threw the wine gourd again and said, "Isn't it beautiful to pair good wine with food?" ”

"Great goodness!"

Xiao Jian shook his head, took the wine gourd and poured it straight up.

He was originally a good drinker, but he followed Huang Yaoshi all these years and was forcibly forbidden by him.

The reason is: drunkenness will affect mental clarity and is not conducive to martial arts.

"By the way, how did Qigong see that I was in the Peach Blossom Island lineage?"

Xiao Jian remembered that he had followed Huang Yaoshi for several years, and he had not seen Hong Qigong.

"Qingfeng, Jade Xiao...... And this! ”

Hong Qigong said and shook the porcelain vase containing the [Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill] in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you can't see this, the old flower will live in vain all these years." ”

He paused in a tone, stared at Xiao Jian, and said word by word.

"Aren't you kid afraid of death, you dare to run here to cause trouble!"

Datong Mansion is located in the hinterland of Mongolian forces, and even these grandmasters must be cautious, otherwise once they are surrounded by thousands of troops, their lives may be left.

After all, there will be a time when manpower will run out......

Xiao Jian said: "Since the eldest husband was born in troubled times, if he doesn't fight with a sword to punish treacherous evil, won't he live up to the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand?" ”

Hong Qigong was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed: "Your kid is a little similar to Huang Laoxi, he is your master?" ”

He only deduced that Xiao Jian was from Peach Blossom Island from a matter of fact, but he was not sure what generations of disciples he was, and it was unknown whether he was a disciple of Huang Yaoshi.

"Exactly!"

Xiao Jian replied truthfully, and said, "Have you heard the news of my master?" Although he believed in Huang Yaoshi's martial arts, he still couldn't help but have some worries in his heart.

If the old man makes a mistake because of this incident, he will regret it.

"Huang Laoxie is here too?"

"Yes, last night the master got entangled with the enemy in order to cover me, and I don't know where to ...... now."

Hong Qigong suddenly burst out laughing, making Xiao Jian confused.

"You still worry about yourself, Huang Laoxi, if he wants to leave, there are not many people in the world who can keep him!"

"Seven Princes are so sure?"

"Have you forgotten, what is the most powerful thing about your master?"

Hong Qigong restrained his smile and said: "His Qimen Dunjia way is even afraid of my old flowers, if the Tartars dare to chase, they will have their good fruits to eat!" ”