Pu Yu didn't answer her either, and continued to wrinkle her brows, her pupils as if they were on fire.

To draw the sword, or not to draw the sword.

"We just obeyed Dugu's orders, and we also tried to stop it, but those poor people's relatives died too much, killed red eyes, and slashed at us, so we fought back, and finally planned to escape, our conscience was already ignorant and couldn't be black. ”

Then, Wu Jia and the four of them snatched their robes and knelt down.

The heavy rain of that day seemed to suddenly ring in his ears, like a waterfall bursting its banks.

To draw the sword, or not to draw the sword.

Their lives are also in the hands of others. Killing them now is nothing more than drawing a sword.

But what is the difference between their lives now and those of Xia Ge at the beginning?

The knife and the fish in the butcher's hand were just fish, one bleeding and the other weeping.

The wind was still in his hair, and the cold penetrated into his eyes, and in his eyes, suddenly it whistled, and the waves blew up, and the plum blossoms fell.

He squinted his eyes and turned around, "It's not early. ”

With that, he pushed the door and left.

The devil's heart suddenly became steady.

At that moment, Pu Yu's evil aura suddenly stopped being so fierce, no longer the same color as the night, but the sky in the rainy season and the mountains after the rain.

In the early morning of the second day, the rain stopped unconsciously, the yard was wet, and there were few passers-by, but it was overcast in the sky but it no longer rained, and the air was humid, but it was not as cold as yesterday.

"Are you leaving?" Ze Sleeve looked at Pu Yu.

"Let's go, ask so much. The ghost took a look at it, and then said.

Then the sleeves shut up and went into the house to help Mo Qiangqiang out.

"Urayu. Ghost Mitsumi walked over: "I heard the old monk talk about your evil spirit. ”

"Master still understands this. Pu Yu led the carriage to the road and smiled.

"I don't understand anything. The ghost smiled smugly, and then said, "But I can feel that the rain last night washed away your evil spirits a lot." After speaking, he saw that he helped Mo Qiang out with his sleeves, and Gui Yan was not good at helping, so the ghost saw pity and hurried over to help.

Pu Yu touched the horse, sighed, and took out the stool to call Mo Qiangqiang.

"Is Qiang Qiang better?" asked Pu Yu.

Ze Sleeve smiled: "It's much better, maybe I can wake up when I look at it today." ”

Pu Yu also smiled comfortably, got into the carriage, drank it, and left.

"Big brother. Tan Yuan watched Pu Yu and them leave.

"Let's go back. Wu Jia turned around and entered the house.

"Do you want to go to Myochun Hall? Mr. Gao happened to be there. Then the sleeve asked Pu Yu.

Pu Yu listened and nodded: "It's just a good time to ask Qiang Qiang to cultivate." After speaking, Pu Yu looked at Gui Yan: "Gui Yan, do you want to go back to Tianxingzhao?"

"Since Master told me to follow my eldest brother to exercise, how can I go back?" Gui Yan continued, "I wrote to Gui Que tonight, asking him to join us. ”

Pu Yu smiled and said, "It's not bad. ”

The task given to Yi Jun by the white spoon was to kill Xia Puyu, but now that he has not succeeded, where will he go?

It rained that night, and he hid in the bridge of wind and rain, drew his sword and looked at the gap in the blade. Sure enough, Xia Puyu can't be underestimated, what he has seen on weekdays has never been his real kung fu, so many years, not to mention that his bloodline is a talent for martial arts, how can he compare to Yi Jun. If he hadn't provoked him with words at that time, Yi Jun didn't know what would happen to him.

People who really cross the rivers and lakes often feel that they are in a foreign land, often feel that they are drifting, and they also feel that drifting is also stable.

It's just that Yi Jun doesn't understand why Jiang Andong has been waiting for him. Yi Jun never intended to kill her, even if Yi Fang was captured because of her, he was captured because of her. How could she ever be a person who was self-conscious and self-conscious? With Jiang Xuezhai on her back, she would be inseparable from the banks of the Songjiang River for the rest of her life, unless Jiang Xuezhai was gone. Since she wants to be strong, she is ashamed of this situation now, if Jiang Xuezhai is gone, she will not be able to live. She also understands that Jiang Xuezhai's ability to survive is not something that she can hold on to, her existence is too small, and it is better to say that Jiang Xuezhai is using its deterrence to protect her.

But besides Jiang Xuezhai, who can shelter her?

"You're the second. ”

Yes, he is indeed the second. He finally understood why Jiang Andong's tears could fall in his heart as loud and heavy as a drum.

Gui Yan has never interfered in Pu Yu's affairs, but now the autumn mood is overwhelming the world, and it has been a long time since Pu Yu left.

"Big brother, did you tell Sister Ah Dong to return when you left?" Gui Yan came to Pu Yu and sat down.

"Hurry up, don't seem to say. Uratama replied.

"Then, when will you go back and have a look?" Gui Yan said.

"Why do you all say that, Ze Sleeve has also said it, and Master has also said it. Pu Yu smiled and closed the door. They arrived in the Huangquan Valley at dusk, and only Shu Yunu and Pastor Qing were there in the valley, and it was thanks to Pastor Qing's father that they could help Mo Qiangqiang heal his injuries.

"Because you can see the ...... between the eldest brother and Sister Adong" Gui Yan touched his nose and didn't say anything more.

"I'll talk about it when the finch comes. Pu Yu patted Gui Yan on the shoulder, turned and sat down.

"That's right. After Gui Yan sat down, he said to Pu Yu:

"Gui Que said that something had happened to the stars and told me to go back. Gui Yan thanked Pu Yu for scooping the tea.

"What's wrong?" asked Pu Yu.

"I don't know, Gui Que Dao is going back to talk to me in detail. Gui Yan shook his head and frowned.

In the middle of the night, the night wind caresses the dead leaves, the sound and color are clustered, the moon is more clear and white after being washed by the rain, the jade trees are swaying on it, and the figures are swaying below.

In the early morning of the second day, the return goose set off, and as soon as Pu Yu returned to the house, he saw Gao Buluo and the ghost chatting about interesting things on the road.

"Go to the Tang Gate to find the Seventh Girl?" Gao Buluo put down the teacup and looked at the ghost.

"How do I think I may not be able to find a living person?"

"Definitely. Gao Buluo flicked his sleeves: "It stands to reason that the Xuanji Department also places the organ Dunjia, but it is not the same way as the Tang Gate, the Xuanji Department is based on the hexagram Feng Shui, and the Tang Gate is based on the five elements of water, wood and earthwork, if it is said that it seems to be the opposite." ”

"Are the seven women more auspicious?"

Gao Buluo lowered his eyes, and said: "The seventh girl is the person of Miao Poison, and Miao Poison has now sent a character like Jinsheng to look for it, presumably the Xuanji Department should also know that there are such characters in their department." ”

"And the Xuanji Department does not belong to the rivers and lakes and the government and the opposition, if you continue to let a young master of Miao poison in your own domain, let alone a faceless guest, the seventh girl is unwilling to leave, and the Miao poison people can't find her, so they plan to put her to death. Pu Yu sat down in his robe.

Gao Buluo smiled: "Yes, Qin Yuanji was wrong to call Jinsheng to find her." ”

"It's better to let go of the seven girls and directly let Jinsheng ascend the throne. Ghost Mitsumi nodded.

"It's just that I pity these two girls. Gao Buluo sighed.

"Which girl is pitiful?" When he heard the voice, he saw the wind kite come in, sat down with a smile, and asked if he was high.

Gao Buluo spread his hands: "One kills himself without knowing what he does, and the other is forced to embark on a road that he does not want to take, isn't it pitiful?"

The wind kite scooped up a cup of tea, pounded it with his elbow, and said, "I don't need you to be pitiful." ”