Crippled nine burst out of the house, and her blue face turned pale in an instant, and the flames all over her body disappeared in an instant.

Dajin style bones, as well as "those who know the times, care about Junjie".

The seven sages of the bamboo forest, each with their own stunts, no matter which sage, Zoroastrianism can't afford to provoke them.

Now, how dare you ask one more word?

Picking up a broken bluestone from the ground to block the key parts, ignoring the roundness behind him, Sheqilan knelt down in an extremely awkward posture: "Sheqilan is an obstacle to the view, please also Venerable Haihan!" ”

"That's it! Those who don't know are not guilty, as for the matter of bullying the small with the big, I will forgive you for my son! Cripple Nine continued: "My son-in-law is talented, how can you be offended? ”

When Ling Muyun heard this, he couldn't wait to bury his head in the soil: "Lame...... Ninth Master, you will be a son in the future! The small one gives you saddle before and after the horse! ”

Not to mention that he was seriously injured, even in his heyday, it was almost impossible to take over the fire dragon.

With a single punch, he didn't see any fluctuations in the True Qi, and he knocked the fire dragon into smoke.

With this cultivation, Ling Muyun was embarrassed to shout "lame nine" again.

"Childe, what's the matter!" Lame Jiu wanted to continue to say a few words of comfort, but when he saw Sheqilan, who was still kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else?" ”

"No, don't you dare to bother Venerable!"

"Then disperse! And the girl over there, by the way, poppy beauty, let's disperse, I'll say a few words to my son-in-law. ”

She Qilan and the poppy hiding in the shadows bowed and disappeared into the darkness at the speed of escape.

Lu Ji was also interested, dragging his injured body, coughing while stepping into the Ling Mansion.

In the field, only Lame Nine and Ling Muyun remained.

"Childe!" Lame Nine was as lame as ever, ready to help Ling Muyun.

"Ninth Master, don't dare to disturb, I can do it myself!" After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he endured the severe pain, and bounced up with grinning teeth: "Look, it's alive." ”

Lame Jiu didn't expect that the son, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was still so "sensible".

"Childe, even if you don't make a move today, Cripple Nine will leave!" After speaking, his eyes gradually dimmed.

"You're leaving?" Ling Muyun gouged out his ears, thinking that the thunder was too heavy just now, which shocked his ears.

He really couldn't believe that the lame nine who had accompanied him since he was a child left like this, and he preferred to believe that he had heard it wrong.

Cripple nine and himself, said to be servants, more than relatives.

"Childe heard you right!"

"Why? My parents are gone, even you are gone, I ......" Ling Muyun sat down, rarely depressed, and endured not to let the tears flow.

He couldn't accept it, the lame nine who grabbed the braised pork, the lame nine who listened to the music together, the lame nine who ran faster than anyone else in trouble, and the lame nine who hid deeply, were leaving.

"I thought it was a little trouble, but the black hand behind it stretched a little long!" Lame Nine paused: "Thousands of years of bloody wars and alien invasions are about the common people in the world!" It's a last resort, not an old servant...... Ay! ”

sighed, and couldn't tell the helplessness of the lame nine.

Watching the children who grew up by themselves, it is distressing to be sensible, even if there is that little grievance, they are still in the bed, gritting their teeth.

But now, in front of himself, he held back tears.

He sat on the ground with a limp, his tone was as calm as possible, and he chattered bitterly.

It's just that these words, no matter how you listen to them, are like admonitions.

Childe, practice must not be impetuous.

Childe, Dingbei is too small, you can travel the world, but you have to remember to hide it.

Childe, "Taishi Thunder Righteous Law" is an ancient method, and the sentence "suffering from thousands of difficulties" in the general outline also means seeing the world.

Childe, when you listen to the music, order two dishes less, which is expensive, and it is not as good as braised pork.

Childe, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, remember to bring a knife.

Son......

The lame nine is still the lame nine, screaming one by one.

Ling Muyun could only nod to himself like a marionette.

When he came back to his senses, there was no longer a lame figure around him.

Lame Nine is gone, and what he took away with him was the joy of Ling Muyun's childhood.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Dingbei City gradually became quieter.

Lu Ji didn't know when he sat next to Ling Muyun: "Young Master Ling, the matter of Dingbei City has come to an end, and it is time for me to leave!" ”

Ling Muyun didn't ask where Lu Ji was going, he just waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

Lu Ji nodded, didn't say anything more, dragged his tired body, and disappeared into the night.

At the gate of the Ling Mansion, only Ling Muyun's lonely figure remained, sitting until dawn.

Dingbei City has long been quiet, and the killing has long stopped.

A few people in the Ling Mansion came out with a probe in their brains, and after making sure that they were safe, they began to be bold: "Young Master Ling, thank you for your great kindness!" ”

"Thank you for your kindness!"

More and more people came out of the Ling Mansion and bowed down to Ling Muyun.

Ling Muyun is used to being unrestrained, how can he stand this battle?

hurriedly got up to salute, but there were too many people, and he really couldn't stand this politeness, so he could only shirk something and run towards the long street as if fleeing.

Along the way, the sight was worse than expected: corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood.

If it weren't for last night's battle, I'm afraid the entire Dingbei City would have been ten rooms and nine empty.

The king of the northwest went out of the city overnight, taking everything he could, leaving behind a devastated body.

Wailing all over the wilderness.

To Ling Muyun's surprise, the poppy beauty actually stayed, wrapped in a cloth scarf on her head, with wide sleeves and short clothes and long skirts, dressed like a woman, and was cooking gruel.

"Poppy, you're not coming back?" Ling Muyun leaned forward and sneered slightly.

Regardless of whether the poppy beauty participated in yesterday's looting or not, Ling Muyun's heart was a little concerned about his relationship with the Qiang tribe.

The poppy shook her head and added a fire to the stove: "The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles!" I'd rather not have such a restatement. ”

"Hmm!" When these words came out, Ling Muyun couldn't help but take a few looks, and then look at the appearance of the poppy woman, and he was a little emotional. "Whatever is useful, open your mouth."

A woman like a poppy is easily forgiven.

"There is no rice, even this kind of gruel, and it can only be cooked again! Are the Ling clan's food willing to be charred? Ling Muyun didn't expect that with a polite remark, Yu Meiren took it seriously: "Actually, hunger is more terrible than death!" ”

"I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, the Ling family didn't leave a grain of rice!" Ling Muyun pursed his lips in disdain, seeing that Yu Meiren's face was gloomy, he couldn't bear it, and quickly picked up the previous words: "However, I know where there is rice!" ”

"Where?"

"Gokokuji Temple!" Ling Muyun said categorically: "Huguo Temple has thousands of acres of fertile land, no production, no taxes, and the rebels did not go yesterday!" ”

"That tired Ling Gongzi to go on a trip, he can get the help of the Huguo Temple, so that he will not starve all over the wilderness, and even, even cannibalism." The poppy's words were earnest, especially the light of hope that flashed in the eyes of the pear blossom with rain, which made Ling Muyun not easy to refuse.

"Then go for it!"

The words were promised happily, but the reality is that two days ago, there was a fight with Daoli, and they spit out a mouthful of blood to each other.

But since he accepted the poppy beauty, he could only go to Huguo Temple with a hard head.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of "refugees" in Dingbei City, and it seemed that they were also going to Huguo Temple.

They know where to live.