"Qiang Qiang, you go back or. He put down his teacup, closed the window in the room, and turned his head to look at Mo Qiangqiang.

When they came to the inn in the town, it was the next morning, and a drizzle fell from the sky, and it fell on the people, who were like chickens in frost.

"Are you going to chase me again?" Mo Qiangqiang patted the case and stood up angrily.

"It's not to chase you, it's not a way for you to follow me like this......" Ze Sleeve sat down helplessly, took out the fan and shook it a few times, and closed it again. It's almost spring, and it's getting hotter.

"What does that mean? I'm going to follow you, Daddy said, and if you have a man, tell me to hurry away. Mo Qiangqiang sat beside Ze Sleeve and said with a smile.

"What. Then he pouted and turned sideways.

"What, what do you mean, Zhang is so good-looking, isn't it a girl's liking?" Mo Qiangqiang frowned, half a sound, slapped his thigh, and bounced up angrily: "Do you dislike me for being a cripple, dislike me, think I can't do martial arts and can't even walk steadily?!"

Ze Sleeve hurriedly stood up and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "It's really not, Qiang Qiang looks so smart, how can he dislike it." ”

"That'...... Why don't you like me?" Mo Qiang shyly bumped Ze Sleeve's shoulder and looked up at him.

Ze Sleeve looked at Mo Qiangqiang's eyes and sighed: "My mother's affairs haven't been clarified yet, so I'm not in the mood to talk about this." With that, he sat down on the table, scooped tea out of the bucket, poured it into the cup, and drank it all.

When Mo Qiangqiang heard this, he also sat down, held his face, and said softly: "Then you will ask me to accompany you through this experience, and I will talk about it after I leave." ”

The sleeves looked at her, and there was a lot less playfulness in his eyes, and a little more gentle, like clouds, like cotton, light and warm, I don't know if it was eyes, or tea.

In the afternoon of this day, the two were about to hurry after eating, and they heard someone at the next table talking: "I heard that the bamboo Puyu and the main cave of Biyan Cave on the side of the river have fought, and the sword can't come out." ”

"Who said it, it was Zhuzi Puyu who let that woman, Liu Daxia said it. ”

"What, Liu Daxia is just eccentric, no matter how great Zhuzi Puyu is, he still can't find Guangtianshu, and Xia Ge's revenge can't be avenged......"

"Don't you have a door to speak?" Mo Qiang slapped the table angrily, and the whole person jumped up, and Zhu Zesleeve quickly stood up and opened the fan.

"Who is this, I can't walk steadily. The man smiled and raised his thick lips, and just after speaking, he saw the Ming bamboo fan in Ze Sleeve's hand, and then his liver became entangled, and he staggered up: "Isn't this Fan Gongzi?......

"It's under the ...... I hope that Mr. will repeat what he just said. Then he smiled and shook his fan.

The man laughed and ran away, and the other saluted and fled.

"It's so powerful, it can scare people out with a flash of weapon. Mo Qiangqiang patted Ze's sleeves and shoulders and said with a smile.

"That's, I'm the young master of Zhuzitang. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw six people with silver apricot leaves on their belts, wearing white gauze shirts, and holding long swords from outside the door, and this was the new generation of Roushan Six Swordsmen.

Bamboo stretched out his fan on his sleeve, protected Mo Qiangqiang behind him, and scattered in all directions.

"Why, your ancestors just died, and they came to die again?"

Mo Qiangqiang frowned: "You can't beat it, right? ”

Ze Sleeve glanced at Mo Qiangqiang and nodded.

Over there, they quickly walked into a circle, and captured together, then the sleeves waved a fan for a while, opened the encirclement, blocked the right flash, and while protecting Mo Qiangqiang, while dodging the sharp blade, and attacked again, but two arms to make twenty envoys. One here is one, and another one is split over there, attacking up and down, he dodged his feet, pushed away the sword with a horizontal fan above, reversed his strength into the fan, turned the sword body and took a step forward, pushed violently, and the strength was just right, and he threw the sword at the king who was pointing at the ink throat on the table, and the table was directly torn apart by momentum, and then reflexively kicked the man, and the man fell down with his stomach before the sword was down. He was about to run out with Mo Qiangqiang in his arms, but the sword rushed behind him, but there were no eyes behind him, and as soon as the sword body entered his body, blood spurted out of his mouth. Mo Qiang Qiang was in a hurry and threw out the "Mo Qiang Qiang's arrow", which was in the middle of the henchman headed by him, and then pulled, the person knelt down weakly, and several people stepped forward to help, Mo Qiang Qiang saw the vacancy, and ran away with his sleeves.

By the time they reached the depths of the bamboo forest, the rain had stopped, and the sun was falling on the shoulders of the two of them from the verdant bamboo leaves.

"Sit down and rest. Mo Qiangqiang sat down with his sleeves down, looked at his injuries, and looked anxiously at his sweaty face...... What can I do about this......

"It's fine. He raised his eyelids, reached out to cover the wound, and smiled at her.

Before the wind had stopped for a few seconds, his head sank and he fainted.

The wind rose again, and the bamboo leaves fell one after another, how is this good, when Mo Qiangqiang was so anxious that he wanted to cry, he heard the movement behind him, and his heart sank, and he felt that it was really bad.

The sleeve was woken up by the chirping of birds, and when he opened his eyes, he saw himself lying on the collapse, with a bamboo mat below, a hundred herbs on the wall, and a potion on the road, and the smell of medicine that came out made his nose sour.

He got up and walked out, and saw Mo Qiangqiang who was about to enter. Mo Qiangqiang was surprised and delighted when he saw him come out, and ran over and hugged him: "You are comfortable, you can sleep for two days." ”

Ze Sleeve hurriedly pulled her away and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is the Miaochun Hall under the Huangquan Valley, otherwise where could it be to make you so fast. Mo Qiangqiang raised his arm.

"It was Pastor Qing who brought you back. Mo Qiangqiang looked at Pastor Qing who came over.

Pastor Qing clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Where, saving the dead and helping the injured is the first purpose of Miaochun Hall." ”

"Thank you, Pastor Qing. Then he bowed his hand.

"You should thank Miss Mo a lot, she is the one who takes care of you the most in the past two days. Father Qing said with a smile.

Ze Sleeve glanced at Mo Qiangqiang, sighed, reluctantly thanked him, and turned into the house.

"Actually, it was Shu Yunu who rescued you back, but Shu Yunu went to find the Moon Fishing Monk, and there is only Pastor Qing in Miaochun Hall at this time. ”

"Huh?" The sleeve turned his head, glanced at Mo Qiangqiang, and then looked at Pastor Qing who walked into the room.

"Let's go back to the collapse and rest. Father Qing glanced worriedly at his wound and then looked up at him.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, Master, don't worry." ”

After he sat down with Pastor Qing's father, Mo Qiangqiang scooped out the tea, and then he asked, "I heard at the inn that Mr. Puyu's eldest brother and Bai Spoon had a fight, what's going on?"

Father Qing took a deep breath: "Biyan Cave is building a stronghold on the bank of the Huixiang River and asking the common people to do coolies, which must be unaccustomed to Mr. Pu Yu." ”

"Later, I guess I got the help of my eldest brother. The one who spoke was a female Taoist priest who walked in from outside the door, with dark fire in her eyes, locked between her eyebrows, as if everyone owed her debts, with a life-saving dust in her hand, wearing a Taoist uniform with black lines and a white background, this is Shu Yunu. When I entered the red dust, I couldn't enter the road anymore, and then I was pregnant and was driven down the mountain gate, but I ran away from the man and lost the child, and after coming to Miaochun Hall, I followed Liu Moxiao to save the life and help the wounded, and helped up the reputation of Miaochun Hall, while looking for my own child, I have lived for forty or fifty years in this life, but I didn't enter the Tao but entered the fire. Qing Mu is different from her, listening to her own words, the child died in her arms, and she led the cultivation only because the roots continued, and she also fled for her life when she sat under the Buddha.