Now that he thinks about it, Chen Cheng finally understands, it is because the old master knows Lu Weisheng's Taoist perseverance too well, a person can fall in love with martial arts like this, how can he be confused by love?

The one-inch monk came to Lu Weisheng's body and wanted to touch his body, but was stopped by Yu Jian.

"The corpse of the senior is already stiff, you have to be careful. ”

A person stood dead, his head hanging, but his body was still standing straight, the wind and snow were mixed, it turned out that Lu Weisheng's body was already dead after a while after exerting his sword qi, and there was still a breath in his neck, and when he hung down, his qi was cut off.

Yi Inch nodded, wiped away his tears, looked at Ji Xiang and said, "Ji Xiang, bury your master." ”

Ji Xiang was in a daze, got up and swayed down the mountain alone, he was going to buy a coffin and restrain the master, Nan Huaijin covered his mouth, crying in pain, Yu Jian walked to her side, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, there was an angry roar under the mountain, Yu Jian was about to leave, but was stopped by the Tsing Yi poison master, he had no expression on his face, and sighed: "Don't worry about him, it's just a corpse under the mountain, there are too many." ”

Yu Jian's brows furrowed, the poison master didn't know if it was good or not, he recognized this person, and then said, "Why did you come here?"

"Kill you. ”

The aura around him suddenly turned cold, but the poison master didn't look like he was going to make a move, but walked to Nan Huaijin's side, inserted the sword in his hand into Nan Huaijin's body, and said: "But I changed my mind, this Chengying Sword is still left to you, a junior." ”

Nan Huaijin looked up at him, his eyes were red, and his eyes were swollen outside, looking at the poisoner, the man in Tsing Yi also had a glint in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly, but he still stopped it, what kind of person is he?

Even if it is such a character, he is almost slightly moved because of the beautiful embryo in front of him, he sighed secretly, and just said a pity in his heart.

"Chengying. Nan Huaijin muttered, but his eyes were red and swollen, and he did not draw his sword, but walked towards Nan Huaijin and knelt down in front of him.

The old monk and Chen Cheng looked at each other and didn't open their mouths to speak for a long time.

Nan Huaijin was brought back by Lu Weisheng since she was a child, and all kinds of love was concentrated on her alone, and now that Lu Weisheng is dead, even these two uncles can't think of how to persuade each other.

The officers and troops withdrew from the foot of the mountain, and the iron cavalry killed thousands of people, as well as thousands of armored soldiers, thousands of masters, and now, all died at the foot of the mountain.

The town that lives by the mountains, leaning on the Qingyun Mountain, was slaughtered by the Song soldiers, and those who escaped the sword soldiers were also burned to ashes by such a fire, what happened in this day was destined to shake the rivers and lakes, the famous Ling Tianmen on the rivers and lakes, from then on, there was only one Qingyun Mountain, half of the ruined Ling Tian Pavilion.

Before dawn, there was a leaf boat waiting by the river early, several people got on the boat, Ji Xiang waved goodbye, he carried a long sword on his back, and looked at Nan Huaijin's thin body standing on the light boat.

The junior sister was so afraid of the cold, she was only wearing Ling Tianmen's white clothes, and she didn't have a cloak outside.

Nan Huaijin watched Ji Xiang go alone, she didn't know when her tears would flow tonight, and she bowed to her senior brother on the boat, and even Ning Luochuan, He Xiao, and Mo Liyu, who were seriously injured, also stood by her side and said goodbye to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang wants to go to the rivers and lakes, he has already made up his mind, he wants to avenge the master, the gentleman to avenge, ten years is not too late, if you want to practice martial arts, you must have the ability of the master Lu Weisheng, rather than not knowing what to do, it is not as good as the master, devoting himself to the rivers and lakes.

Ji Xiang is a big disciple of Ling Tianmen, he wants to leave, even the monk and Chen Cheng did not object, and before leaving, they told him that if something really happened, they would go to Beiliao.

The wind and snow were blowing, blowing the boat on the river, and soon disappeared, the river flowed southward, Ji Xiang looked at the shadow at the end and finally disappeared, his eyes drooped, he put the sword on his shoulder, and went towards the rivers and lakes.

The big river goes east, and the waves do not stop.

The cold wind on the boat was biting, even Yu Jian also came over, stood still beside Nan Huaijin, there was a wine gourd in his hand under his sleeve, handed it over, Nan Huaijin saw it, didn't know what to say, and finally just showed a bleak smile at Yu Jian, and as a result, the wine gourd poured some in his mouth.

This turned out to be warm wine, in this cold winter wind, the throat became a little hot, Nan Huaijin took a sip of wine, the strength of this strong wine was very strong, Nan Huaijin almost spit it out, but he still swallowed it, not only was it spicy and unbearable in his mouth, but after entering his throat, his throat also felt unbearable.

"This is the Northern Liao country, the far north of the place of the people brewed the wine burning, if you want to enter the throat, taste the aroma of the wine, you need to fill in the water and wine paste, and it will take many days, but now it is so cold, it is very good to warm the body. Yu Jian said, persuading Nan Huai Jin to take another bite, Yu Jian pushed the wine gourd over, Nan Huai Jin really couldn't shirk it, or took another sip of wine, the second sip of wine into the throat, Nan Huai Jin felt that this wine did have its unique fragrance, which seemed to have some milk wine fragrance when she was drunk in Northern Liao, although it was only a few points, but she ate it.

"In the Northern Liao Kingdom, it is not only the Khitans, there are also many Hu people, many people from the west, Mongolians, and more Jin. Yu Jian saw that she couldn't eat it, so he took the wine, and his wine gourd was not in his mouth, but poured into his mouth, opening his mouth in the wind and snow, looking very bold.

"Liao people like to eat milk wine, as long as it is wine, most of them have to add some wool and milk, and they also have mare's milk wine, which tastes different from goat's milk wine, and is more spicy. ”

"I see. Nan Huai Jin said.

Most of the people on the boat are hanging their heads to cultivate, especially Ning Luochuan, Mo Liyu, and He Xiao, their pipa bones are locked, and now although the shackles are unshackled, they have not healed from their serious injuries, and now they are sitting there and not moving, and Chen Cheng and Yicun are also injured this time, compared to the external injuries on Nan Huaijin's body, they are nothing.

Although the boat is not big, it is actually a little second-storey, and even the boatmen who drive the boat have four people, and the poisoner in Tsing Yi and the white-haired woman who is with him are also with them, although this boat is going to the southeast, but they are going north to the Northern Liao Kingdom in the southeast.

In fact, a peerless master like Yu Jian, even if he went back to Beiliao with light skills, it didn't take a day's effort, this trip, it was like protecting the people of Qingyun Mountain, and I thought that it was indeed protecting them.

The man in Tsing Yi came down from the second floor and came to Nan Huaijin and said, "These men are fine, but if the injuries on the girl's body are scarred...... But you can't delay, let her go, she will think for you. ”

"Scars?" Nan Huaijin was stunned, indeed, even she didn't expect that the injuries on her body would scar after this battle.

It was Yu Jian who spoke, looked at her and said: "Don't make him angry, he loves three things in his life, the most poisonous poison, the amazing mastery, and the stunning beauty." ”

The man in Tsing Yi did not refute, as a poisoner, his first favorite is poison, and his second hobby is to learn the best martial arts in the world.

He nodded: "I won't hurt you, at least you, I like it very much." ”

Nan Huaijin blushed for a while, someone came out above, and the white-haired woman looked at her, and said coldly in her eyes: "Come up quickly." ”

Nan Huaijin avoided the eyes of the two, and Yu Jian and the people in Tsing Yi looked at him unswervingly, and Nan Huaijin was embarrassed, so he had to escape.

The white-haired woman had a handkerchief with a silver needle and a long curly thread, which was transparent and much thinner than a hair.

There is also a white porcelain bottle on the side, which seems to be a gold sore medicine, Nan Huaijin watched her quickly busy in her hand, the needle is very thin, and the thread is also very thin, but the white-haired woman just made a move, and the thread and needle were connected together.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I'll just help you stitch up the gap. The white-haired woman couldn't see anything on her face, her fingers were slender, as if she was afraid that Nan Huaijin would be in pain, but she still said: "There will be some pain for a while, bear with it." ”

"Senior, don't worry, I can hold back. Nan Huaijin said, she took off her shirt, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, what a wonderful person, even this woman in white saw her, and her eyes were stunned, but she was like a water, watching Nan Huaijin turn around, revealing a large area of knife wounds and sword wounds.

There were already dried blood scabs on the white clothes, and those knife edges were already dried blood scabs.

"You have to take the dead flesh out, you have to bear with it, it doesn't hurt, but it should be itchy. The woman in white said that she had an extra knife in her hand, and the knife was only a long slap knife, but it was very sharp.

Nan Huaijin gritted her teeth, and the next moment, sure enough, there was an itchy feeling from the wound behind her back, and the movements in the hands of the woman in white were very fast, which seemed to be an understatement, but she didn't stop for a moment, her eyes stared at the wound, as if she was painting a painting, and she was taking out the shriveled dead meat and falling onto a porcelain bowl on the side.

There was no trace of raw flesh on the dead flesh, and there was not a trace of blood, but what remained was only the snow-white flesh skin, which was attached with blood and adhered to it, and it was not called the flesh and skin merging together.

"Bear with it. ”

The white-haired woman only had one sentence, the flying needle in her hand threaded, blooming on the skin on both sides of the wound, there was no bleeding here, the needle was pierced quickly, Nan Huaijin could only feel surprisingly itchy, but she didn't feel that it hurt, this thread was too thin, passing through the skin, the silver needle might only be a little thicker than the transparent thread, Nan Huaijin could feel it.

She gritted her teeth and insisted, only to feel the white-haired woman's fingers rubbing against her back, the skin of the wound healing, and being pulled tight by the thin thread.

"Don't worry, this is the silkworm of the Snow Mountain, tough but not roasted by fire. As she spoke, the thread broke, and the excess thread was exposed, and the white-haired woman simply took out the fire fold, blew out the flames, and swept it over her snow-white skin, and the excess thread was reduced to ashes.