It is also human nature for the Bone Demon Envoy to ask this question. Zhenghou Shan and his party came from thousands of miles, and as soon as they entered the city, they added a wounded, which somewhat made Mo Zong, who claimed to be the hegemon of Luocheng, feel gloomy.

"When I came, I met someone from Dongji Gate on the way, and I injured a disciple, so I won't get in the way."

Lu Xu Taoist held a long sword in his hand and twisted his beard, which was an understatement. He didn't want the matter of accepting the defected disciples of the Dongji Gate to be widely known, after all, Wu Qiufang's talent was related to his status in the door in the future, and if he let others know, if he met a red-eyed person, and then used some means, it would be worth the loss.

The main owner didn't care, the bone demon envoy was naturally inconvenient to say, but with a little anger, he scolded in a low voice: "When we are done with a big thing, we will definitely destroy the East Pole Gate to relieve the hatred in the hearts of Taoist friends." ”

When Qiu Fang heard this, he snorted coldly in his heart, Mo Zong is not very capable, but his tone is quite big, who doesn't know that in this Los Angeles City, the strongest strength is Dongji Gate.

The words of the bone demon envoy were somewhat acting, but they were also sincere, and Lu Xu Daoren clasped his fists with both hands and said casually: "There is Lao Guizong." ”

Having said that, Lu Xu Daoist hadn't tasted this joy for more than 20 years, and if it weren't for the East Pole Gate coming out like this, he wouldn't have accepted such a precious disciple.

"It's good to say, I also invite Daoyou and his party to go to the inn to rest first, and tomorrow the sect master will set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust for everyone."

After a period of greetings, the tone of the bone demon envoy gradually became cold, he usually doesn't like to talk to people, he doesn't have much to do, but today he happened to meet the heavy affairs of the sect, so he sent him out to welcome guests, and after talking three rounds, he naturally returned to his usual tone.

Seeing that the Mo Sect only settled itself in the inn and not in the sect, the Luxu Daoist frowned and smiled slightly. Even if Los Angeles is bustling and the inn is exquisitely decorated, it is comfortable to sleep. But it was a guest from afar, and Mo Zong's arrangement was somewhat sluggish.

"Guests are as they please, listen carefully to the arrangement."

Lu Xu Dao was not in a good mood, but he was helpless, after all, this trip was to discuss cooperation with Mo Zong, if he tore his face for these trivial things, it would be difficult for him to go back.

Over the years, behind the East Pole Gate stands the imperial power of the human monarch, whether it is in Los Angeles or outside Los Angeles, all sects and factions have to give a little bit of thin face. And Mo Zong has never had a root system above the temple, and it is only in recent years that he has taken the clipper ship of the old department of the Eighth Prince, and he has pretended to be condescending.

Under the guidance of the Bone Demon Envoy, Zhenghou Mountain and his entourage crossed the bridge and turned into the streets and alleys of Luli, and the prosperous scene of Los Angeles flowed through their eyes, which was very lively. They have lived in the mountains for a long time, and they rarely have the opportunity to see the fireworks in the world, not to mention Zhao Yunzhu, who is still a girl, and even Zhang Qi, who has a proud face, can't help but look around.

The inn is full of people, Los Angeles is the throat of the traffic between the Xia Kingdom and the Wasteland Country, it is inevitable that the fish and dragons are mixed, and the people of Zhenghou Mountain do not want to provoke right and wrong, and they do not make any noise, and they go back to their rooms with the guidance of the shopkeeper.

After settling down, Qiu Fang lay on the couch alone, it was getting late, he finally survived the Luxu Taoist who was beside him and cared for him, he was quite tired at the moment, and although the injuries on his body were much better under the blessing of the elixir of Zhenghou Mountain, the faint pain still hovered around him.

Fortunately, there was a good moon outside the window, and a good pot of tea accompanied him on the table. The boy crept himself up, slowly descended to the ground, limping through the door.

At this time, the people of Zhenghou Mountain still treated him as injured and could not walk on the ground, leaving him to recuperate in the house.

"I wonder what they're going to do next?" Qiu Fang muttered.

Although He Wangshu counted every step, his steps stopped at his worship on Zhenghou Mountain, and as for what happened after that, he didn't have any promise, it all depended on his own creation.

He couldn't help sighing, since he hit the mountain, troubles have entangled him and refused to leave, one will be the enemy of Mozong, and the other will be a sign of the Hou Mountain, it seems that the next step is to see what kind of characters the old department of the eighth prince is.

These troublesome things made him neglect his cultivation for a long time, and he didn't know if he would be able to shake his hands neatly the next time he drew a talisman.

Thinking of this, he was stunned, as if the root of all these troubles pointed to his grandfather, the Eighth Prince.

The young man also wondered, saying that he was the grandson of the Eighth Prince, so wouldn't the Eighth Prince's old department be a fellow traveler with him, but seeing Zhou Zong's appearance, mentioning the Eighth Prince's old department is like a great enemy, this relationship is really a bit nerve-wracking.

Before the boy could think clearly, a woman's voice sounded outside the door.

"Little junior brother, are you feeling better?"

As soon as Qiu Fang heard this, he knew that Zhao Yunzhu was coming, so he hurriedly retracted into the mattress and lay down honestly, showing a painful face, but he didn't answer, after all, he was still a wounded man who couldn't open his mouth or speak on his face.

It seems that Zhao Yunzhu also noticed that he was asking too much, and said hesitantly: "Uncle Shi wants me to feed you the wound medicine, then I will come in." ”

With that, he gently pushed the door and entered.

Qiu Fang didn't want to speak, but just rolled his eyes and looked at it calmly.

Zhao Yunzhu's delicate body held a basin of water, and a coarse linen towel washed white hung from the side of the basin. Qiu Fang recalled his blood-stained face, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

Walking into Wu Qiufang's side, Zhao Yunzhu sat down on the couch straightforwardly, and did not insist on the difference between men and women, which saved Qiufang's embarrassment.

"Little junior brother, you endure some pain, I'll wipe your wound for you."

Zhao Yunzhu said softly, and the appearance of a soft voice is very easy to make people feel close.

He Wangshu said that acting must be enough to act, not only reasonable, but also consistent, otherwise flaws will be exposed.

The young man thought about it seriously, and he still couldn't hum a word in his mouth, but nodded reluctantly, as if he had a thousand-pound iron ball hanging around his neck.

Zhao Yunzhu looked at it and said hurriedly: "Don't move, in case it's a little bad, Uncle Shi can't spare me." ”

Listening to her words, the young man stopped pretending, and quietly watched Zhao Yunzhu's slender jade hand pinch the towel and gently brushed it on his face.

Before Zhao Yunzhu went up the mountain, she was also a lady of the officials of the DPRK and China, even if she saw Wu Qiufang's ugly face after changing her appearance, her demeanor was still dignified, and she did not start to be heavier because of this.

Where does this young man know the goods, but his eyes are grateful. This gratitude comes from the bottom of my heart, after all, anyone will feel uncomfortable with dried blood stains on their faces.

With a "bang", the door was suddenly pushed open again.

When Zhao Yunzhu wiped the wound, he was afraid that he would hurt the boy, so his eyes were full of concentration. This sudden sound startled her squeezing the green jade fingers of the towel. She looked back and saw that it was the child who had accompanied her all the way, and her face couldn't help but show a hint of disgust.

"Senior sister, are you here too?"

When the boy saw the two of them, he smiled innocently, and did not close the door with his hand, but ran to the bed with a jump.

"Be careful."

Zhao Yunzhu frowned slightly, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, when a few strands of green silk slipped from her ears, she put the towel into the basin and reached out to brush her hair.

The child was quite stubborn, he ignored Zhao Yunzhu's advice, jumped to Wu Qiufang's side in three steps and two steps, and actually hugged the young man's arm, glared at his eyes and said seriously: "Little junior brother, you have to recover quickly, and accompany me to visit Los Angeles." ”

This is not tight, a hug naturally touched the young man's wound, although the pain was not strong, but Qiu Fang thought for a while, or spit out a muffled snort, revealing an uncomfortable expression.

"Senior brother."

Zhao Yunzhu saw that this child was neither light nor heavy, so he couldn't help but call out loud, and his tone was mixed with a bit of reproach.

The child ignored her, the child was stubborn by nature, and he didn't act as measured as an adult, he obviously saw Qiu Fang's face turn slightly blue, but the smile on his face was even stronger, and he said to himself: "Little junior brother, you must be very familiar with Los Angeles, right?" ”

This kid is too naughty, Qiu Fang was silent in his heart, he still didn't want to open his mouth, just rolled his eyes, and others couldn't see his true meaning.

"Senior brother, junior brother needs to recuperate, can't I talk about it later?" Zhao Yunzhu said with a straight face, although she is only seventeen years old, but the elders and young on the Marquis Mountain are orderly, and it is not an exaggeration to teach two sentences.

"Besides, although the junior brother started late, he is older than you, so it stands to reason that you should also call the senior brother."

Zhao Yunzhu chattered on the side, although the child was stubborn, but seeing that Zhao Yunzhu had already moved a little bit of real fire, he didn't dare to get an inch further, if he recruited Lu Xu Daoren, he would inevitably be reprimanded. Then he said with great interest: "Then your injury will heal quickly, when I came, I saw a fragrant building on the way, and several beautiful sisters were laughing with people at the door, and I also wanted to go in and have a look." ”

Also fragrant building? Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard of this place name in He Wangshu's mouth, and the merry Tenth Uncle couldn't suppress his yearning every time he mentioned it.

Maybe it's a great place to practice. The young man guessed that he had never been to this Fengyue place, and the days of going down the mountain were not long, so naturally no one talked to him in detail.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunzhu snorted coldly again.

"If you don't learn well at a young age, where can you go to those places."

When Wu Qiufang saw Zhao Yunzhu speak, his cheeks were dyed with a touch of red, and he was even more puzzled by this.

Before the child could retort, their conversation was interrupted by a voice coming from the door.

"Senior brother, junior sister."

Zhang Qi's cold voice came in from the door.

Qiu Fang knew that this so-called senior brother had a prejudice against him, and secretly shouted that it was not good.

"Senior Brother Zhang."

Zhao Yunzhu and the child called out in unison.

Zhang Qi walked in, and at first glance, he saw Zhao Yunzhu resting on the copper basin on his lap, and he was still holding a soaked towel in his hand.

Seeing Wu Qiufang lying on the couch again, the blood and dust on his face had been wiped clean by Zhao Yunzhu at this moment, revealing dark skin, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and his eyes were like beans, and his appearance was really not good-looking.

You don't need to guess to know that this is the result of Zhao Yunzhu's careful care. Zhang Qi was angry when he thought of this, he was usually favored by the Luxu Dao people, and now Wu Qiufang came in to get a piece of the pie. At this moment, his crush on him is still working as a cow and a horse for Wu Qiufang, and he is even more angry.

There was a sharp color in his eyes, and he couldn't help but straighten his face and said, "There is Senior Sister Lao, Master ordered me to come and see the little junior brother, you should go first." ”

Zhang Qi only had Zhao Yunzhu in his eyes, and he didn't even glance at the child after he came in.

"But I haven't wiped the wounds on my junior brother's body yet."

Zhao Yunzhu hesitated, and after that, he glanced at Qiu Fang's pale face that couldn't be hidden by his dark complexion.

"It's okay, I, as a senior brother, should also do something for my junior brother."

Zhang Qi said coldly.

Although Zhao Yunzhu is not high, she is quite meticulous in her observation of words and expressions, and she knows that this Senior Brother Zhang in front of her is acting quite ruthlessly, and she is not very relieved to ask her to hand over the work in her hands to him.

"Go and get some rest, it's not good to be tired of traveling." Zhang Qi urged, already thinking about what he wanted to say to Wu Qiufang for a while.

"There's Senior Brother Lao Zhang." Before Zhao Yunzhu could answer, the child stood up and left without looking back.

Seeing the child leaving, Zhao Yunzhu couldn't argue anymore, after all, this is also their own senior brother's business, although they are from the same family, but they are not in the same vein, how can they interfere.

"That's Senior Brother Lao."

Zhao Yunzhu gently put down the copper basin in his hand, and saw that the water in the basin had been dyed a faint dark red for some time, and left helplessly.