Ying Ruge changed the gauze, and the injury healed much faster than ordinary people, but with a stroke of luck, the wound that had just knotted would crack open again, and the blood would flow out again.

Ordinary people know that this kind of appearance needs to be recuperated, and Ying Ruge is naturally not a fool, and naturally knows that he needs time to recuperate.

He took off the black wood fanged face armor, which was put into the water and slowly floated up. The feeling of removing the armor is called a comfort, just like getting naked into a quilt in the winter.

Suddenly remembered that day, Yue'er came to the incense full of buildings, he unloaded everything at hand, and panicked to drive Feng Qianli from Xicheng to Moxian.

Thinking about Yue'er's hateful and distressed appearance at that time, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, who said that her life was not good, and a person with a bad life could find such a beautiful and gentle and considerate person as a daughter-in-law?

"Your ······ Hurt" This voice is soft, haunting like a song is all too familiar. Turning around, Qin Yue'er was behind him, she came by the dragon horse carriage, Fengluan carriage and horses, and the horses and horses.

Ying Ruge didn't hide it from her, how to hide the secret in front of his Yue'er.

"Out of the way. ”

She looked at the gauze on the ground, the blood was already soaked and stained red, and she frowned angrily: "What are you going to do? Master has told us a thousand times that no matter what the situation is, the most important thing is yourself. You ······"

"Bai Xiaotian, he's crazy, he can't even see himself, is his words still a fart?" Lingering Ruge roared angrily, he hated Yan Xiaotian, he hated Bai Xiaotian, and he hated himself.

"You ······" Qin Yue'er's eyes turned red in an instant, and she was quite aggrieved, "What are you yelling at me?" ”

He picked up the black wood armor from the clear water and put it on, and the movements he was used to were always so consistent. "The twilight building can't collapse, the twilight building has collapsed, I found eight sedan chairs, where should someone go to carry you over. ”

Qin Yue'er pouted and frowned, and punched Ying Ruge in the chest, this is really merciless, Qin Yue'er forgot, in the past, Ying Ruge Ren was hundreds of fists like this, and it didn't hurt or itch, but now, he couldn't hold back the pain and didn't squeak.

Seeing that Ying Ruge's eyes suddenly widened, coupled with her lips tightly closed, it was not a pity, but this Qin Yue'er covered her mouth and sneered.

Three days later, Qin Yue'er sat under the gilt plaque "Xiangmanlou", she was holding the pipa, but her heart was not here. She was still wondering why her good brother could only hide in the dark forever. The eyeballs turned and thought about it, it is because there is a body that there is a shadow, but it is not useless to shade the sun and enjoy the shade in the shadow.

In the Twilight Building, everyone came here with a different purpose. Then he is led by someone, obeys his command, and plans and acts to subvert according to his purpose.

"Miss Yue, do you have something on your mind?" The son of the Mo family, who had just returned from the West, sat in the side stands, and there was a special quiet stand in the place of fireworks, which was prepared for those dignitaries who came to watch when the singers and dancers performed. Hail is disgusting, but the silver taels dropped from this stand are not painful.

"Master Mo, the slave family is rude. "Her piano was messed up, because her heart had not been still. Qin Yue'er's ears moved slightly, people who are used to the rhythm of music, their sense of hearing is always extremely sensitive, and Qin Yue'er's ears are too, and they have never deceived her.

She heard the Iron Horse, not from the melody. She heard the clatter of swords, and it didn't come from the melody. This fragrant building is full of incense, and I am afraid that it will be renovated by red blood instead of vermilion lacquer.

Zhu Yinuo, who was lying on the railing, was holding his Shuanglong sword in his arms, the sword had just been maintained, and it was like new, and the clothes he was wearing today were also new.

Often, Zhu Yinuo thinks that the purpose of a man coming to Hualou should be very simple, drinking and prostituting, and then chatting with a bunch of family members or martial arts rangers about some dust or anecdotes about the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he doesn't dare to be so indulgent in the flower building in Moxian County, not to mention that this is his strict aunt's territory, just with this weak cousin on the side, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous. I had to follow my cousin to listen to the music and pretend to be elegant, which also hurt him.

Since the age of three to learn martial arts, five years old to see Mo Ming, eight years old to the ranger one person, one sword and one horse to travel freely, thirteen years old to women have ideas, fourteen years old Shuanglong sword in hand, out of the plug, fifteen years old opened meat, seventeen back to Jiangnan.

I have seen countless women in just a few years, and although the women I have tasted are counted, they are mostly amazing, but I have never seen a woman like Miss Yue.

Speaking of appearance, Jinling's first Oiran red sleeves are peerless, and how many dignitaries and dignitaries are scattered just for a product of red lips. There is nothing to say about the country and the city, but the people are a little flattering.

After returning to Jinling, Zhu Yinuo ran out of ideas after exhausting half a year's monthly money.

On the music and rhythm talent, he ran away from the outside of the Saiwai, passing through Yucheng, there is a beautiful girl with a white dress and a on the bow of the canopy, if it is illusory, tactful and melodious, convinced, if it is not for a group of white Ding in broad daylight, it is almost impossible to stuff silver to experience this little lady's ventriloquism.

In terms of conduct and demeanor, those noble girls who were born in famous families have strict requirements from small clans, and have impeccable etiquette in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Zhu Yinuo didn't have crooked thoughts about this Yue'er girl, but every time he saw Mo Ming's eyes looking at the Yue'er girl, his scalp was a little numb, and he was strange, how could his sister-in-law believe that her husband was Yanagi Hui?

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them often eat, sleep, and bathed together, and met each other frankly countless times, they really doubted whether their cousin was a heavenly eunuch and an incompetent person.

"Yinuo, I'm afraid your clothes will be dirty today. ”

Zhu Yinuo was sleeping, sleeping on the railing that he might climb down at this move.

This little prince knows the rhythm of music, but his ears are not so smart. He only knew that when he came back from the city that never sleeps, his uncle still shook his head and sighed at his sword, which was really unhappy, and he was worried that he had nowhere to vent.

"How many people are so serious by you?"

The sound was like a hundred thousand horsemen galloping towards the steppe and turning the stream. ”

"It seems that these people are the masters of the cornices. Zhu Yinuo stood up, stood on the railing, urged under his feet, and jumped onto the lotus lamp in the center of the building. The lamp is hanging, and the person is standing on the lamp, this lamp can't withstand the gravity of a person, and Zhu Yinuo is standing on the lamp like this.

Qin Yue'er looked at the little prince on the chandelier with great interest, this little prince is average, if this lamp is not strong, he will fall from the third floor, he will not die or be disabled, it is really bold.

"Any more voices?"

Mo Ming closed his eyes, put his hand to his ear, and listened quietly, he smiled slightly: "The guest has arrived." ”

Zhu Yinuo threw out the Shuanglong Sword in his arms, and jumped to the second floor to watch the seat. He caught up with the sword he threw out, kicked the hilt with his toes, and the scabbard flew out, a foot away from Mo Ming, and flew over with a "whoosh". He stepped on the tip of the unsheathed Sword of the Twin Dragons, which flipped into the air, holding the sword with his right hand and backhand, and grasping the guardrail with the other.

"Hey, I missed it. Zhu Yinuo sighed jokingly.

"Yinuo, don't be so nonsense next time, your scabbard is flying, and now my ears are still buzzing and hurting. ”

In such an instant, the guests or girls in the fragrant building were stunned, they looked at Mo Ming's position, and some of them turned pale.

"Mo Gongzi, this ······" The bustard forced her composure, she didn't want anything to happen to her. She has more than a dozen men here, but among these people who have been working in Xiangmanlou for a long time, they have all been interrupted by Zhu Yinuo one by one, not to mention such an uninvited guest who came today.

"If you're afraid, you can go out. Zhu Yinuo climbed onto the guardrail with one hand, frowned and said contemptuously to the people downstairs.

Many people watched this scene, heard this, put down the wine glass in their hands, pushed away the girl in their arms, and rushed out of the door. If one goes out, there will be a second and a third.

The incense building emptied up quickly, faster than the speed at which people entered the incense building when the Oiran was selected here the year before.

Mo Ming touched her body, and looked at the old bustard again: "The money has been spent in the past few days, and if the things in the building are damaged in a fight, I'm afraid Mo Ming won't have the money to apologize for a while." ”

Where does the bustard dare to mention money, there are many people who come and go in the land of fireworks, and she is used to it. The land of fireworks has been destroyed by many people in the rivers and lakes, and she is used to hearing it. Now, is this drama really going to be sung in her small shop?

"Then the old servant retreats, spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, pears, apricots, peach warblers, all go down. ”

Those girls are used to hearing the rights and wrongs in the rivers and lakes, and they have also been warned again and again that if they offend the foreign masters, they can't anger the court and the rivers and lakes.

The building was empty all of a sudden, and it was quiet. Mo Ming sat down again and shook his fan. He faced Qin Yue'er and said softly: "Miss Yue, maybe you play a song for Yinuo?"

Qin Yue'er forgot that she was now a dusty woman, so she should be panicked. She stood up and sat down. She didn't need to worry about the pipa in her hand, her hand stroked the strings, and she didn't play the battlefield Jinge where the swords intersected, nor the melodious and tactful Jiangnan minor. She played the dance music outside the plug, the desert was desolate, and the camels were merchant.

The beauty of the rhythm was wonderful, Zhu Yinuo was slightly immersed, remembering the ascetic monk he met in the desert last year, the sword teaching that all laws are one. All laws are one, nothing is there, one thought.

"How many of you are there?" asked Zhu Yinuo into the air, someone answered him, but no one spoke. "One, two······" He jumped from one end to the other, backhanded, and swung his sword. There was no superfluous movement, and when it was over, he returned to Mo Ming's side. Zhu Yinuo frowned, he obviously heard that there was a voice over there, there should be two people.

"Yinuo, if you beat a drum in the water, the direction of the sound is different. ”

"Okay, where do you say?"

Mo Ming smiled and didn't speak.

He took out a few old copper coins from his money bag, put them between his fingers, and with a flick, the copper coins flew to Qin Yue'er's side. Zhu Yinuo also jumped towards Qin Yue'er at the same time as the copper coin flew out, his people couldn't catch up with the copper coin that flew out, the double dragon sword in his hand shot out, the sword was nailed to the wall, and the blade was stained with blood. Passing by Qin Yue'er's side, Zhu Yinuo didn't know why, for a moment, he felt fear, and the source of this fear was not Qin Yue'er.

Forced to calm down, he drew his sword, his brow still furrowed: "What the hell is this?"

Mo Ming shook his hand: "It's not either, it's just a secret technique." ”

Zhu Yinuo didn't speak, Jiuxing Feifu is known as the fastest swordsmanship in the world, and his current sword speed is basically the difference between rabbits and turtles compared to ordinary martial artists. But even so, he still didn't stab those few secret people to death, and in the end, it was just a little colorful, angry.

"One day your sword can cut through the flowing water, and that is a rare fast sword in the world. ”

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, is it possible that you don't understand. "Zhu Yinuo is not arguing, the fast sword kills, the head falls on the person does not know, he believes it, but he doesn't believe the sword that can split the sea and break the water.

The sound of "hum", this sound came quickly, and it spread for a long time. Zhu Yinuo couldn't help covering his ears, he saw that Miss Yue'er was just frowning and not talking to him. He took a fancy to Mo Ming again, and Mo Ming was still smiling.

Zhu Yinuo's eyes widened, panic flashed on his face, he swung his sword, and the guardrail was split in half. He could tell that the sound was the sound of the sword, the sound of the fast sword cutting through the air. One was careless, his body fell, but he saw a gust of wind coming, Zhu Yinuo, a man of more than one hundred and twenty pounds, was picked up by a gust of wind and fell to Mo Ming's side.

Zhu Yinuo patted the dust on his body, and he didn't have the slightest fear of the accident just now, Mo Ming still smiled, and Qin Yue'er was secretly amazed.

"Mo Ming, forget it, I can't beat it, let's replace you. ”

Mo Ming frowned, but after a layman's trip, he never thought that Xiao Yinuo would say such a thing now.

At that time, he came out of Jinling privately, and was blocked at the gate of the city by the four guards sent by the King of Jinling to prevent him from leaving the city, and those guards were all swordsmen of Yi Shuihan's middle age, and any one of them could deal with ten or eight Zhu Yinuo.

The kid didn't admit defeat at that time, but this time he surrendered directly.

"This man made the sword not a three-foot sword, but a three-inch sword. As soon as his words fell, there was an additional wound on his face, from which blood slowly flowed out, and half of his face turned red.

Zhu Yinuo wiped the blood with the back of his hand, and his face was so angry that he almost scolded "fuck your mother" and other swear words, but Mo Ming smiled even more happily, he could see that this little brother's swordsmanship was long, and the kid could tell the length of the other party's sword.

Although this is not difficult, Mo Ming himself can easily do it, but as far as this kid is concerned, it is a great progress.

"A promise, Bodhi has no tree, the virtual is the real ······"

"I don't understand, you can do it, don't talk nonsense. ”