Ying Ruge stood on a tree branch, he was wiping the broken sword in his hand: "You want me to see him?"

"I didn't know someone was going to kill him today. ”

"It's not him who they want to kill, it's the king and grandson of Jinling. ”

"That Zhu Yinuo?"

"You said someone was hanging from the roof just now?"

Yingruge nodded, and he landed on the ground and placed his sword on the stone table. Qin Yue'er once ordered the people of Lou to search for the world's famous sword mad knife, but unfortunately to no avail, although the skillful craftsman is capable, but unfortunately the sword created is not eye-catching to this strange man in red.

"Who can be so motionless······"

"You're wondering who can sneak past your ears without a whisper. Ying Ruge said what Qin Yue'er wanted to say, and her ears, which were proficient in music, could hear the heartbeat of lying but did not hear the snitch's footsteps. "The person who came should be the sworn enemy of the young son, either the black-necked crane or Duan Ganqi. ”

"Duan Gan Qiqi?"

"The possibility of a black-necked crane is naturally larger than that of a poor crane. After all, this poor strange is not a snitch. ”

"Could it be that this is the same thing as Devil May Cry?"

Ying Ruge nodded, what Duan did was indeed the same thing as Devil May Cry and the Weeping Vulture, which was to assassinate and assassinate.

"Black-necked crane, what kind of character is he, I can't hear him?"

"You probably don't know much about the Black-necked Crane, but you know that the Black Feather should have more. ”

"Disciple of the Xuanming Old Turtle?" the Moon Maiden's brows furrowed, and he finally understood why he couldn't hear the footsteps of the black-necked crane. Living creatures breathe, and living creatures move. If the living thing is replaced by a dead thing, then how does the dead thing move, and where does the sound of breathing come from?

"It's a pity that this person has come and gone without a shadow, and he has always done his own thing, and the fake death technique of the Xuanming Old Turtle is also unique. ”

"Since we are the sworn enemies of the young son, then we killed those dead soldiers with silver needles, isn't it ······?"

Yingruge also laughed out loud, the silver needle of the young son is very special, once the object is pierced, it will be twisted and deformed, and it is also used to ensure that the silver needle is not passed on. But how could I have expected that Qin Yue'er shot out the silver needle, but was stopped by Mo Ming, and more than a dozen silver needles were intact, so I was afraid that the silver needle of the young son would be a unique secret weapon, and I couldn't help but feel a little sorry in my heart.

Ying Ruge didn't think so, and said: "Don't worry, you don't have much contact with the child, so the stunned son won't mind this." By the way, Yue'er, can you help me ······ thirteen"

"No!" Without waiting for Yingruge to finish speaking, Qin Yue'er refused Yingruge with a hard attitude.

She naturally understands what Ying Ruge wants to say, Ying Ruge is not without good weapons, he has a silver spear left by Canggou, a broken sword left by Bai Yun, and in addition to the thirteen famous swords he won by fighting swords, but unfortunately, these thirteen famous swords are too angry, and she had to follow Yan Xiao's request to hand over the thirteen famous swords called "Thirteen Hates" by Ying Ruge to the elders in the building and seal them in the New Year's Hall.

But this is also the case, after the thirteen hatreds were sealed, it was difficult for Ying Ruge to find a suitable weapon, and every time she thought of this, Qin Yue'er was also a little guilty.

"Silver needle, even if it is a small gift from Mo Ming and him. Ying Ruge, who was rejected by Qin Yue'er again, changed the topic, and her hand still unconsciously pressed the broken sword, which might have been extremely ordinary.

Qin Yue'er didn't know the origin of the sword so clearly, she only felt that this sword was very ordinary, and she only knew that this was the sword of Ruge's mother-in-law, the White Cloud Fairy, that she had never seen before.

"You say, do you have the ability to find a clue from a silver needle, and then find me?"

"Is this possible?"

"Haha, why don't I go back to the New Year's Prayer Hall and go to the Phoenix Cave to ······"

Ying Ruge didn't dare to continue, he saw Qin Yue'er frowning angrily, which means that if you have the ability, you can go and try it. Yingruge has used multiple pseudonyms to make it easy to walk the world. is also encountered hundreds of so-called fairies, whether it is secretly seduced or openly confessed, his elm head is not open to those beauties who are not a country but can make up for the beauty of the city, and his thoughts and thoughts are not open, but to his sister Yue'er, he knows the meaning with a look.

This world-shattering Venerable, one of the three fierce ghosts in the world, really doesn't understand the relationship between men and women, or pretends to be stupid, who can tell?

"Son, this little ruffian opponent is actually personable, not at all like a gentleman on the beam. ”

Ying Ruge laughed, not the kind of laughing heartily: "This can only be blamed on his father, but the little ruffian in your mouth is alone in this martial arts, proud of the world, and has a lot of fun." ”

Qin Yue'er laughed, she smiled naturally, she smiled comfortably.

"Ruge, can you really give up everything and go into seclusion with me?"

Yingru Song stroked the skin mask of Linghu Changkong, and was still lamenting the exquisite craftsmanship of Cassia Mingzi's dead fat man.

"Naturally, but, Yue'er, give me a little more time, it's not much. ”

Qin Yue'er hooked Yingruge's neck with a white and tender jade arm from behind, and her porcelain-like delicate face was attached to Yingruge's cheeks, which were not rough but delicate, and kissed Yingruge's side face with lightning speed, smiling with flowers, smiling sweetly, smiling like a fairy in the dust.

If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Speaking of Xiangmanlou, Mo Ming and the black-necked crane are still in a state of confrontation.

"Tell you whatever, you can unravel the medium first. "The black-necked crane is not a master who is arrogant and has no brains, and Mo Ming's Taoist skills are true, but since this kid can be on the Qingfeng list, I am afraid that his swordsmanship is also terrifying.

Similarly, it is precisely because of this Tianshui Villa's young owner's sword record, relying only on his rare sword record and his Lao Tzu's brilliant record, the young owner's sword was also blown into the sky.

It is said that "three cups of warm tea and flying swords go, and it is the right time to return to the fragrance of tea", and what is "a sword and autumn water reflect the full moon, and the flood ranger is so distinguishable".

This former, it is said that the young master of the Mo family went to Jinling to congratulate the old prince on his birthday, and the son of the family with a weak crown was provoking, how did he know that the young master of the Mo family, who was gentle and elegant in appearance, was short-tempered in an instant, and a sword flew to cut off the right ear of the comer, and returned to the seat to drink tea, which was the right time for the tea to warm and the tea fragrance.

The latter sentence refers to the fact that the young man was too domineering and flamboyant, and on the day of the weak crown, he was strictly ordered by the Mo family to hold the sword within ten years.

However, what kind of realm the children of that family are, no one has really verified it. After all, the flood is not like a ranger, and the streets are full of streets, if it is changed to the ancestral realm, it may be more real.

"What if you still don't say it?" Zhu Yinuo smiled, he couldn't get used to people hiding in the dark. It's too dirty, it's disgusting, and if you can't be upright, don't be ashamed.

"Then if you really don't want to say it, even if you really kill Yu this time, Yu won't say it. ”

Zhu Yinuo knew that the black-necked crane was telling the truth, and he had seen this kind of person in the past few years of traveling, and they gambled their lives on their hands and feet. Mo Ming clenched his fists again, and the purple fire was extinguished. Open your hand again, and it's the complete purple rune paper again.

The black-necked crane pulled out the silver needle, and he looked at it carefully.

"If I really do it, I'm afraid you won't be able to see it no matter how much you look at it. ”

"And what do you want these silver needles for?"

"You snitches are always well-informed, so I wouldn't ask you where the news came from?"

"Say it. ”

"It's a pity, I want you to do it, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it alone. ”

"If you count your Tianshui Villa and the power of King Jinling?"

Zhu Yinuo sat down against the table, and picked up the fruit on the table: "I don't know who said that he was not interested in Jinling?"

"The young calf didn't know why. ”

"You ······" Zhu Yinuo forced himself to calm down, his words were right, he had no interest in Jinling's treasure, it didn't mean that Jinling didn't have a treasure he approved. He also said that he admired King Jinling, and no matter how he was, he was not welcome.

"Since you got what you wanted, why did you come here, Xiao Wang is not interested. Xiao Wang only needs to know, how did you appear, where are you hiding?"

The black-necked crane laughed, laughing loudly, just like the laughter of the meat butcher at the corner of the street. "I know why you care so much about how Yu came from and where he is hiding. Just because you didn't hear footsteps and didn't hear breathing?"

Mo Ming frowned and didn't say anything. His ears were so sharp that he could hear the sound of even a few ants crawling over the bedside, but now he didn't hear the slightest sound of such a big living person. Mo Ming was even more annoyed that he didn't know when the beautiful girl Yue'er who was holding the piano was leaving.

"Do you know who Master Yu is?"

"People call you Junzi, but no one says who you are taught by, and I don't know this. ”

"Since you gave the soul chasing needle, you can also tell you that the old man who gave him the ability to feathers, the name given by people, the old turtle of Xuanming. ”

Zhu Yinuo stopped chewing the fruit, and Mo Ming couldn't understand it.

"Are you wondering? A generation of gods hunted the old turtle, but the disciples he cultivated were the best snitches in the world?" said the black-necked crane slowly, "All evils cannot exist in front of his old man, and all evildoers cannot escape from him. And there is one person who is an exception. ”

"Could it be the Ghost Snitch?"

"The Devil Snitch doesn't have a name, it's someone else's name. It is precisely because this snitch really comes and goes like a little ghost in the Yama Temple. The black-necked crane took out a thin bamboo tube from his sleeve, and a silver needle flew out of the bamboo tube, and the silver needle hit the beam of the roof.

"So he can't defeat the Ghost Snitch, so he's going to let his disciple take the title of the Ghost Snitch Thief King?"

The black-necked crane slowly rose, and it was such a silk hanging from him: "His old man has accepted two disciples, in addition to Yu, there is another person." ”

"It's not as good as this, the Black Feather Boy helped Mo Ming find what he wanted, and without violating morality, Mo Ming promised the Black Feather Son three things in the name of the young master of the Mo family. ”

The black-necked crane's eyes lit up, and the eyelid of its right eye moved slightly, and it seemed to be quite interested.

He said in a questioning tone: "Is the young master of the Mo family making fun of my black-necked crane again?"

Mo Ming understood what this meant, and still asked, "Why do you say this?"

The black-necked crane sneered and replied: "The two sons, one is the little prince of Jinling, who is in charge of Lincheng, and the other is the young master of the Mo family, and the people who hold the sword let three points. The Black-necked Crane didn't think there was anything that the two of them couldn't do but needed to do it for them. ”

Zhu Yinuo smiled, as if laughing at the black-necked crane with a little self-awareness. Mo Ming glanced at him and continued: "No, no, no, there are too many things in the dark and unclear, asking for the help of the Black Feather Prince, and this is also the reason. ”

The black-necked crane still moved its eyelids slightly, and its eyes motioned for Mo Ming to continue.

"There are thousands of types in the world, and the most comprehensive and fast information is none other than the Jingzhou Inner City Intelligence Division-Skynet. After that or that, people have never seen the true body of the knowing, and then it is a Jianghu organization called Yama Luodian, but unfortunately, unfortunately, Mo Ming can't contact one of the three. ”

"Could it be that you have something to look for?"

Zhu Yinuo seemed to notice something, frowned slightly, looked at Mo Ming, and listened to him say slowly: "Huiyang Divine Medicine, Naga Huiming Pill." ”

"Oh, it seems that either the son or someone else, the acting in his heart is doing trouble, and he is terminally ill, I am afraid that it is hopeless. ”

Mo Ming frowned, what is acting Ruodado? Like a foreign name, he looked at Zhu Yinuo, and Zhu Yinuo said softly: "The madman in the scriptures, looking at his face in the mirror all day long, reproaching his head, not seeing each other, thinking that he is charming, and walking wildly without a form. ”

The black-necked crane smiled slightly, if Mo Ming answered, he would not be surprised, but it was precisely this little prince who answered, interesting, interesting.

"Exploring the beauty of the sea of people, the fallen leaves in the forest are indeed within the power of my generation, but the Naga Life Pill is unheard of. Since it was the request of the little prince and the young master of the Mo family, the black-necked crane would be exhausted. If one day you really find this Naga Resurrection Pill, I am afraid that Mo Gongzi will break his promise. ”

Mo Ming smiled slightly, put away the fan, and said, "Black Feather Prince, but it's okay to say it." ”

The black-necked crane put away all the soul chasing needles, took out one and nailed it to the table, and said softly: "The first thing, the white shadow blindfolds the cloth armor. ”

Zhu Yinuo's unhappiness overflowed, and he choked and said: "Not all the people with three hands are more competitive than the sky, why don't you steal the blindfold yourself and ask me to get it?"

Mo Ming glanced at him, Zhu Yinuo put away his emotions and stopped talking, Mo Ming nodded slightly, and asked again: "The second thing." ”

"The second thing is to use the power of the official family to find out the descendants of the crazy Daoist Canggou. ”

This time, Mo Ming frowned and asked, "Since the sea of people is beautiful, and the fallen leaves in the forest are all you can do, then why do the descendants of the dog want Mo Ming to help?"

"It's hard to say, I can't answer it for the time being. ”

"Well, third thing. ”

"The third thing, that's it, just these two things, the third thing, I'm afraid that even King Jinling can't do anything. ”

"Oh, how dare the little snitch?"

Mo Ming used a little force, and the folding fan in his hand made a "squeak" sound, Zhu Yinuo snorted coldly and left angrily.

The black-necked crane didn't care, so he listened to him slowly continue: "The white shadow eye armor is just leisure fun, and the descendants of the dog are dragged by others, and the third thing is that the black-necked crane is quite involved in private affairs, and there is no need to drag Jinling or the Mo family, so don't let it be." ”

The entire flower building fell silent in an instant, Mo Ming stared at the soul chasing needle on the table, and patted his thigh: "Confused, confused, how can he take such a advantage." Shaking his head and sighing, he put away the only remaining soul chasing needle.

When I went out, I happened to meet Zhu Yinuo sitting alone on a rattan chair, and when he saw Mo Ming coming out, he was not curious: "What's the matter?

When Mo Ming heard this, he laughed, Zhu Yinuo, Zhu Yinuo, you are only five years younger than yourself, but your mind seems to be ten or twenty years behind. Just watched Mo Ming shake off the fan and walk forward, without looking back, and making weird laughter from time to time, Zhu Yinuo frowned and was quite angry, while pestering him left and right and chattering, no matter how Mo Ming responded.

Before Mo Ming went out, she raised her thin lips slightly at the empty Hualou, smiled, and then led Zhu Yinuo home.

In the dark, there was a man in black brocade who saw everything, and when everyone was scattered, he slowly landed. Pat the dust on your body as if you were in control. Just as he was about to leave this flower building, he heard a gust of wind, and saw a shadow flashing, subconsciously covering his throat, but he already felt weak and his eyes were black.

The blue-shirted swordsman checked the pulse of the deceased, and after confirming that it was correct, he came and went and disappeared without a trace. Pity this spy who doesn't know where he belongs, and he can't get up from the ground with a snap of his fingers.

It was the praying mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch behind.

The green-shirted swordsman returned the sword to its sheath, and the scabbard was quite special, it was a small arm-thick painting bucket.

The green-shirted swordsman took out an ebony folding fan from his waist, shook off the folding fan with a "swish", and left the fragrant building with light steps.