Chapter Ninety-Five: Yellow Clay Lane

There was firewood in the cave, and the snake guard helped the man in the Confucian shirt to lean against the stone wall next to him and make a fire.

Chu Rong'er took the package alone, walked through a small side hole, and untied the cream and inserted it at the entrance of the hole. took off the clothes on his body, hurriedly changed into a clean skirt, brushed his hair, and re-pinned it with a hosta, a shawl and black silk were wet, like bathing and changing clothes, the clothes were a little messy, and the creamy snow skin on the chest was exposed, and the fairy in the clouds.

Chu Rong'er put on a neat skirt, picked up Chengshuang and walked to the fire, and found a dry stick to pick up her clothes by the fire.

The man in the shirt felt a little pain when he touched the wound on his arm.

Chu Rong'er half-squatted, twisted her arm, checked his deep mouth, the knife edge entered the flesh an inch, fortunately it did not hurt her muscles and bones, she found a little disinfectant pill she carried with her, crushed it and applied it to the wound, and bandaged it with a shirt belt.

The man in the Confucian shirt endured the pain, raised his hands and thanked him, "Thank you girl for saving me!"

Chu Rong'er got up and moved her clothes, and said with a light smile: "This girl's road is uneven, it is just a kung fu of drawing a sword, there is no need to say thanks." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt smiled bitterly: "The girl is so open-minded, she sees life and death so lightly. ”

Chu Rong'er turned around, clapped her hands and smiled: "Not necessarily, dealing with those clothed dog thieves, you have a lot of confidence in your heart, otherwise, not only will you take your own life, but you will also be pulled on your back, and you will immediately go to Lord Yama to report." ”

"The girl is really funny!"

Chu Rong'er didn't dwell on this issue anymore, and got straight to the point.

"Why are you being hunted down, and it seems that you are not alone?"

The man in the shirt sighed.

"Those people in the clothes are from the Qinglan Sect of Jiuxiao Peak, and I am from Huangni Lane in Qiushui Town. ”

Chu Rong'er shook her hand, "Focus!"

The man in the Confucian shirt propped up the ground with one hand, leaned up straighter, and said slowly: "This matter is a long story, I and Sister Jingyi are childhood sweethearts, the two have no guesses, the two parents discussed, and after I enter the Beijing Dengke, we will be married." Unfortunately, when Sister Jingyi went to the town to buy some fat powder in Shangfang City, she was looked down on by Dong Si, the eldest disciple of Qinglan Sect, and got off the horse to hug people, ready to take them back to Jiuxiao Peak, I was in a hurry, drew a sword to save people, and my subordinates used more strength to cut off a disciple's arm, Qinglanzong vowed to seek justice, forced Jingyi's sister to marry Dong Sigeng, sent a group of disciples to kill Huangni Lane, began to rob people, and washed Su Mansion in blood, I desperately protected Jingyi to escape, and escaped a death robbery, but they chased after it and chased it all the way to Shabai Town. ”

Chu Rong'er exhaled and furrowed her brows.

"On the king's land, there is no law!"

The man in the shirt sighed again.

"And what about Sister Jingyi you are talking about?"

"In order to lure them away, I had no choice but to hide her in a latrine. ”

"Is she safe now?"

The man in the Confucian shirt stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and said: "Resigned to fate, if it is a great creation, it will be fortunate to be born, if it is a thin fortune, you can only be a yin and yang old man." ”

Chu Rong'er sat down, stared at the flames, and said: "Ji people have their own natural appearance, good people will eventually have good rewards, don't be too worried, wait for this rain to pass, help you find her." ”

"Thank you girl, you just hate my poor swordsmanship, and I am so embarrassed, it's embarrassing!"