Ruan Yue suddenly sighed lightly, glanced at Feng Zidu, turned his head and looked at the full moon in the sky, and after a while, Fang Zi said leisurely: "The others are just in the arms of the beautiful woman, but how can they still care about the old people?" Feng Zidu's face couldn't help but turn red again after hearing this, and he secretly thought to himself: "I know Yao Mei first." He sighed softly and said, "It turns out that the two of us have been on the top of this mountain for as many as sixteen days. Yes, in fact, with Miss Ruan Yue's ability, I suffered from the misfortune of the thief who broke his bald leg from the Shaolin faction, and I should have recovered long ago. As he spoke, he hurriedly lifted his legs.

Although the legs were still a little uncomfortable, they were able to move freely. Fengzi was overjoyed at this time.

But listening to Ruan Yue, he shook his head and said, "It is not the master of the Shaolin Sect who broke your legs." Duanmu Zheng has a lot of strange people under his command, one of whom is from the Western Regions, who is proficient in the art of disguise and change. These so-called beggar gang masters are just others dressing up because of you, Brother Feng. "Suddenly

"Hey", and then said: "In order to let Brother Feng deceive you, the capital of this cadre is really not small, and even their own food owners will not be spared to show such a side." Feng Zi was taken aback, and asked strangely: "Miss Ruan Yue, are you saying that Duanmu Zheng is actually fake? He is not the real Duanmu Zheng at all? In this case, who is that green-robed man? It seems that he should be the head of everyone." I have encountered it once, but this person's martial arts are very strong," Ruan Yue said: "I heard that Duanmu Zheng's swordsmanship is very powerful, and there are few rivals in the world, but few people in the martial arts can see his true face." As for who the blue-robed man is, I don't think it should be Duanmu Zheng himself. As he spoke, he sat down in the clearing under the rocks behind him, his arms clasped around his knees.

Seeing that, Fengzi followed Yilai to sit next to Ruan Yue, but suddenly slapped his head, screamed, and said in a series of voices: "Oops, very bad." Ruan Yue suddenly shuddered when she saw her words, and shouted coldly: "What's bad? I'm not a flood beast." You don't want to be so bad, you have to leave me a little bit. After speaking, I still hated it.

Feng Zi understood that the new head of the Medicine King Valley in front of him had a wrong attitude towards him, so he shook his head hurriedly and said urgently: "Miss Ruan Yue, I didn't mean that. I mean, my Plum Blossom Hall disciples are still in front of Longquan Valley at the foot of the mountain at the moment. The people in the world dart bureau are fundamentally cunning and murderous, and now they are extremely-for-tat, and they are afraid that they will go to the detriment of my beggar gang disciples. However, thinking that the time was more than 16 days earlier, with the dominance of the world's dart game, everything was already more than auspicious.

Ruan Yue's face became more and more cold, hehe sneered, and looked at Feng Zi under the moon and said lightly: "Brother Feng is afraid that he is not just thinking about those beggars in the Plum Blossom Hall?" Feng Zi couldn't imagine that this strange woman of the current generation was full of vinegar at the moment, and couldn't help but secretly complain, thinking: "I and the three sisters of the Yizi Hui Sword Sect are really nothing. However, when he saw Ruan Yue like this, the so-called melon field and plum under the plum have always been difficult to distinguish clearly.

Fengzi couldn't help but sigh, knowing that it was useless to say more at the moment, which only increased her suspicions, but she was embarrassed and went to close her mouth.