Liu Jinyuan was dressed in brocade, with a medium stature and a handsome appearance, about 20 years old, with a bookish air between his eyebrows, and at first glance he knew that he was a talented man who read poetry and books.

And so it is.

When he returns to the north this time, when the autumn is over, he will enter the hall, and he is bound to win the position of champion.

But don't underestimate him because he's a scholar.

Liu Jinyuan also has cultivation in his body, and he is also a martial saint.

If there is no scholar who has no cultivation in his body and has no power to restrain the chicken with one hand, there will never be him this time.

It is also the origin of family learning, Liu Jinyuan will accompany the righteous soldiers, all kinds of vigilance, and the arrangements are appropriate, and there have been no omissions.

Then he walked back into the temple.

saw Situ Zhong closing his eyes and concentrating, pranayama and meditating; Yue Yinhua grabbed the knife and crossed his knees, as if he was asleep. Liu Jinyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior, Miss Yue, it has been more than half a day since you set off before noon, and neither of you has eaten a drop of water, so let's eat something and drink saliva first."

As he spoke, he took some large biscuits and grains from the bag around his waist, and took out two more pots.

Wine Sword Immortal Situ Zhong opened his eyes: "Boy, you actually have wine?"

Liu Jinyuan showed an embarrassed but graceful smile, and said, "Before leaving, I expected that the righteous people accompanying him might be good at drinking, and there might be obstacles along the way, so in case I can't buy them at the same time, I prepared a few pots."

Situ Zhong laughed, "You kid is a thoughtful one."

Nodding, "There are indeed people who drink well."

He pointed to himself, "It's me."

He beckoned, "Give me a pot."

Liu Jinyuan hesitated, "Although I have prepared this wine, it's best not to drink it..."

Situ Zhong laughed: "You kid is interesting."

Say, "Are you worried about drinking and making mistakes? It must be someone else, and the poor road will not be among them. I was born with a good wine, and I have won the name of a wine and sword fairy, and the more I drink, the more powerful I become."

Then he sighed: "I was in a hurry when I left, and I forgot to teach Brother Lin to prepare some for me, so that my gourd is now almost smoking. Nonsense, give me a pot to quench my thirst."

Liu Jinyuan didn't have anything to say, so he only gave a pot to Situ Zhong, and said, "Seniors, drink less."

"Nonsense." Situ Zhong took the wine jug, his eyes began to glow, he pulled out the stopper, and Gu Du drank a pot of wine in one breath as if he were drinking water.

After drinking, he smashed his mouth and nodded: "Good wine!"

He tasted the wine here, and Liu Jinyuan took a pot of water and handed it to Yue Yinhua with two pieces of cake.

Yue Yinhua opened his eyes, first thanked him, and then shook his head: "Thank you Liu Gongzi, but I don't have an appetite now."

Liu Jinyuan thought for a while, took back the flatbread, and handed the kettle: "Then drink saliva."

Yue Yinhua no longer refused, so he took the kettle and took a small sip.

Liu Jinyuan sat down at the campfire and said, "Miss Yue, although I am just a scholar, I also know the righteousness of the world. But why, above the court, there are so many people who compromise and seek peace?"

He said, "They are all sages who read, and I understand them, and they understand them. What I don't understand, they do. In this way, they should support Marshal Yue's Northern Expedition!" ….

He seemed very confused.

Yue Yinhua took another sip of water, shook his head and said, "How can I know something that even Liu Gongzi can't understand?"

She said, "People are always different."

Liu Jinyuan shook his head: "People are different from each other, but no matter who they are, under the same sky of the Great Song Dynasty, shouldn't they work together to expel the barbarians? National hatred and family hatred, can we let go?"

"At present, the foreign enemy is not working together, but attacking and murdering, and he does not hesitate to rack his brains for this, and vicious schemes are one after another."

"My dad said a lot of people don't help themselves."

"I often find it difficult to understand."

At this time, there were several hurried screams outside; Having drunk,

Situ Zhong, who had just closed his eyes and continued to meditate, opened his eyes suddenly, and Yue Yinhua tightened the knife in his hand.

Liu Jinyuan is still saying, "The truth in the book of the sages is like a deceptive one, as if it is just an empty expectation, but in fact it is just the opposite."

An invisible pressure has been overwhelming, oppressive from outside the temple.

Situ Zhong stood up together, but suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't help but fall back; Yue Yinhua drew his sword, but he stumbled, even if he held on to a statue next to him, he was already shaking.

"Liu Gongzi!" Yue Yinhua only felt that all her strength was gone, and she was so weak that she could barely stand up, she couldn't help but stare at Liu Jinyuan: "Why are you doing this?!"

At this point, if you still can't understand it, Yue Yinhua is not Yue Fei's daughter!

Situ Zhong's sharp eyes looked outside the temple gate, retracted it, fell on Liu Jinyuan, and said in a deep voice, "What kind of poison did you use? The poor road has walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and it has also fallen into your way!"

At this time, outside the temple, someone spoke.

"In the end, it's a mixed temple, treacherous and sinister, I'm ashamed of myself."

Someone replied, "Qin Hui is good at disguise, and he is not inferior to you and me in his viciousness and cunning; If not, how can Zhao Gou'er value it and be in power in just a few years?"

said, "With a little trick, won't this wine sword immortal just catch up?"

Another person said with pity: "I wanted to take this Situ Zhong's mana and Yuan Shen supplement, but how did you teach that kid to go down to the strange poison in Southern Xinjiang? Spoiled fun!"

Someone replied, "Sect Leader Ding, doesn't he still want to fight Situ Zhong once?"

"Shi Jieren, since it was your Southern Xinjiang Strange Poison that ruined my benefits, why don't you make up for it?"

A few words of kung fu turned out to be tense.

Then one of them spoke, "Why do you have to do this? Sect Leader Ding, when the major events are set, there are countless things that can be made up for you in this day, so why care about just one Situ Zhong?"

The Nading Sect Leader sneered, "King Xuanyuan, you don't pretend in front of me; Shi Jieren, this gentleman will take your essence sooner or later!"

Then I heard the person named Xuanyuan shout, "Sect Ding is going to go?"

"Two poisoned scraps, do you want me to do it?" The voice quickly faded away: "It's up to the two of you to decide, this gentleman is going to meet Chongyangzi!"

In the end, there was only a trace of ethereal sounds, birds, birds.

In the temple, Situ Zhong was already expressionless. He rested his sword on his lap, put the big red gourd beside him, and firmly locked Liu Jinyuan with his qi, while saying to Yue Yinhua, "This time it is the carelessness of the poor way, so that he is in this desperate situation. After a while, the poor road dragged them down, and Miss Yue looked for an opportunity to escape."

As he spoke, he flew the water spirit bead out and landed in Yue Yinhua's hand.

Yue Yinhua held the water spirit bead, and his spirit was suddenly lifted. The Water Spirit Bead Fruit is a treasure, and it actually made her recover a little.

"Senpai!" Yue Yinhua took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and he was resolute: "Yue Fei's sons and daughters will never be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

As he spoke, he approached with a knife, walked to Situ Zhong's side, and stood with his knife; Then he returned the water spirit bead to Situ Zhong: "Since this water spirit bead can suppress the strange poison a little, the senior will take it." The skills of the seniors are a hundred times higher than that of the little woman, and the water spirit bead is even more useful to the seniors!"

Nineteen generations