Yin Mo, who had fled, had no time to deal with Yan Shishi, and the impression that Yan gave to Yin Mo in the Tiandao Academy was also very poor.

Tang Boyin Heibei Mang Xue'er, she did not assist from the side.

Thinking of Beimangxue'er, Yinmo's braincase hurt even more.

"This is all Jian Wuji's own iniquity, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Silently plucked himself in his heart and comforted him, Yin Mo finally zeroed in the guilt of Beimang Xue'er, who was covered with green yarn and did not show her true face.

It's just fate that makes people, and he even got along with Beimangxue for more than three months.

Yin Mo, who didn't know the truth, was quite embarrassed.

And the truth of his can only be retrieved by going to Jian Wuji.

At night, Yinmo was in no hurry.

He had walked this road from east to north, and he still had a vague impression.

Sure enough, the ruined temple at the foot of the low mountain is still there.

It's just that after a few years, the broken temple is even more broken, and the last time he passed by, he could still shelter from the wind and rain, and now there is no grass left on the roof of the broken temple.

Yan Shishi saw that Yin Mo had entered the broken temple, so she gritted her teeth and followed in.

Not only did it not shelter from the wind and rain, but the walls of the broken temple collapsed on both sides.

It was overgrown with weeds, and the earlier offering table was rotten. The gods were also beaten by the wind and rain, and they couldn't recognize which gods they were unrecognizable.

Yin Mo unsheathed the black sword, and the black sword reluctantly did the gardener's work.

It didn't take long for two places to live.

Yan Shishi's eyes lit up slightly when she saw this.

"I didn't expect your aura to be so abundant, have you already practiced qi to perfection?"

It is normal for a family to practice spiritual formulas, and is practicing spiritual formulas also a book?

Most readers feel that it is difficult to find Dan books, and practicing spiritual skills is another choice. The northern number abandoned literature and martial arts, and Yan Shishi was one of them.

"Hmm~"

Yin Mo nodded undeniably and looked for a piece of land on his own.

The fire was lit, and Yin Mo was already asleep with the black sword.

Yan Shishi was bored and sat down in the other open space opposite.

Silently nibbling on the tasteless dry food, Yan Shishi kept looking at the ink.

The more she looked, the more she found that the ink gave her a faintly familiar feeling. But after thinking about it, she couldn't think of anything, Yan Shishi understood that this familiarity was not left in the Heavenly Dao Academy, it must be something more ancient.

Broken temple, lonely men and widows.

Yin Mo didn't move, as if he was asleep.

Although Yan Shishi was accompanied by a spring fire and wore a long white dress, she avoided being dirty. He had been staring at Yin Mo for more than two hours, but Yin Mo hadn't even changed his breathing.

"Childe?"

Yan Shishi bit her lip and called softly.

The ink did not move.

Yan Shishi screamed five times, and then gently took out a bag of things from her arms.

In the meantime, he stared intently at the ink. When he found that Yin Mo had not moved, the half-frank chest had not changed slightly.

Only then did she carefully sprinkle the bag she had taken out on the fire.

The flames of the reed fire flickered a few times, and were stained a touch of brown.

After doing this, Yan Shishi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she stood up with her hands on her hips. Like a weasel who steals chickens, he smiles proudly.

"Stupid nerd, look at how you make waves. ”

Yan Shishi swaggered in front of Yin Mo, staring greedily at the Na Na bag on Yin Mo's waist.

"So fat, why have you been unknown in the north, and you still hang out with Beimang Xue'er, who are you?"

Although there are many doubts, Yinmo has already been poisoned by himself. Yan Shishi's immortals are down, and without the effect of you asking me to answer ecstasy, they can only put people down.

Yan Shishi still approached lightly with extreme caution, and slowly touched Yin Mo's waist.

Just as Yan Shishi touched the edge of the bag, Yin Mo opened his eyes violently.

Yan Shishi was almost frightened, and Yin Mo ignored her.

"There's a thief coming!"

Leaving only these five words, Yin Mo jumped into the darkness.

"Ah~~"

There was a scream, and there was a turmoil in the dark night.

Yan Shishi bit her lip, very unwilling. At the same time, I was a little helpless about everything that happened outside.

"Boy, leave things behind, I'll spare your life, otherwise I'll wait for the grandfathers to help you serve snacks!"

The second master of Xiaoma Village waved the two big axes in his hands. One eye was covered in a black cloth, and his face was full of flesh and fierce screams.

Yin Mo reached out and touched the black sword for a long time.

The qi training strength in front of him was in full view, and even the peak of Yan Shishi's qi training in the temple was recognized by the black sword one by one.

"It's fat. ”

Yin Mo didn't practice qi, from east to west all the way I don't know how many cottages I went to, the last time I passed by here Xiaoma Village, a seven or eight-year-old female doll led her subordinates to rob him.

At that time, he was beaten by Yinmo's buttocks and cried his father and called his mother, and Yinmo did not set foot in this Xiaoma Village.

I didn't think that after so many years, this Xiaoma Village is still doing this business.

"Do you remember those days?"

With a single sword, Yin Mo knocked all the horse bandits and horses away, and in front of Yan Shishi, he deliberately restrained his swordsmanship. In the face of this group of big bosses, Yin Mo didn't care so much.

Before he could fall from the sky, Yin Mo lifted the Wind Blade and slashed indiscriminately.

The horse bandits who slashed the horses and rats jumped with their heads in their arms, and the horse bandits who mustered up the courage to carry their knives were all shot away again.

Yin Mo's figure moved left and right, and the horse bandits didn't have a meal, and they were lined up by Yin Mo one by one, holding their heads in both hands.

The familiar picture finally reminded them of the memories of the past.

"The Wind Sword Hero is back, run!"

The second head peed his pants directly, and ran away with a loud voice.

Yin Mo had already repaired enough of these stupid people, and they were still running desperately in the night. Except for the two best horses, Yin Mo left nothing behind.

"Go back and give your boss a message, and I'll spank her ass when I'm free. told her that there was no future as a horse bandit, and he was still returning to his old business. ”

shouted to the fleeing crowd, and returned to the temple after the activity.

Yan Shishi's entire move fell into Hei Lei's eyes, and Hei Lei had long been instigating Yin Mo to put Yan Shishi in an eighteen-like pose. Yin Mo ignored him, and was still called by him.

Entering the temple, Yan Shishi ran away without accident.

I was a little flustered, so nervous that I didn't even take the piano and baggage away.

Yin Mo sorted out the loot, a few old clothes were thrown in the broken temple by Yin Mo disgusted, a new look of clothes, Yin Mo smiled very happily.

"It's just right, as a gift to that silly girl. ”

was worried about how to meet that stupid sister of the tiger, so everyone Yan prepared a new dress for him very intimately.

The piano was thrown into the reed fire as firewood, leaving a few strings behind.

"Alas, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. In the past, there were female horse bandits, but now there are even female flower thieves. Fortunately, I was alert and didn't lose my body!"

With his hands on his pillow, Yin Mo couldn't sleep with a root of grass in his mouth.