When he lived in the temple, Zhao Wu'an had not changed a single shirt for ten years, but now he has been down the mountain for more than a year, and the white clothes on his body have been changed three times. Rao is Zhao Wu'an knew that a piece of clothing was not worth much, and he still habitually felt pain for a while.

Hearing him lying on the bed and sighing so unashamedly, An Qing glanced at him fiercely: "I almost can't pick it up with my life, and I still have the heart to worry about this kind of thing!"

Zhao Wu'an laughed fiercely: "Who said that, if it weren't for those cowards who withdrew from the gate, I would still be able to stand there and fight for two hours." ”

"Come on. An Qing rolled her eyes angrily, "Sang Yu told me at 1510, you passed out in her arms and were carried back, right?"

Zhao Wu'an opened his throat and wanted to explain something, but as if he suddenly realized some kind of crisis, his instinctive desire to survive made him shut his mouth again, and he didn't explain a word.

An Qing sharpened the scissors with a smile: "Do you want to say that you actually have the strength to spare, but you just deliberately fainted in her arms so that you can feel the arms of the beauty?"

Zhao Wu'an grinned awkwardly, "How can it." ”

An Qing's face suddenly darkened, and the scissors in her hand flashed coldly.

Then she threw the threaded silk to the head of Zhao Wu'an's bed, and said with a serious face: "In the future, don't worry me about this kind of thing again." I'd be really worried. ”

After speaking, An Qing turned around and went out, leaving Zhao Wuan alone in the house, looking down at the newly embroidered silk dress in a daze.

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"Wu'an has always been a promise-keeping person. Promised to do the same thing, I think you know it. ”

Under the mulberry tree in the small courtyard, Dai Yaning explained to An Qing earnestly.

An Qing sat in front of the steps with her forehead propped up, her eyes gloomy, but she nodded knowingly.

Dai Ning read the world more than An Qing, and saw through what An Qing really thought in an instant, and couldn't help but smile happily, and said kindly: "You are actually afraid, he will fight for his life for something else, but he will put you on hold, right?"

An Qing was told the central matter, and immediately moved two steps into the distance with a flushed face, and remained silent.

Dai Ning sighed leisurely.

"If you don't have peace of mind and ambition, it will be difficult to be partial. But since he dares to bring you to Miaojiang, he already has a plan in his heart. Wu'an acts steadily, and there are few omissions, so there is no need to worry too much about this matter. If you want to, you can do it right and left. ”

An Qing's face became solemn, and she was silent for a while.

Since that day, Zhao Wu'an was covered in blood outside Wuyang Pass, and was carried back to the royal court by Dailou Sangyu, and more than half a month has passed.

During this period, Hu Buxi successfully killed Du Shenquan, a first-class master, and he was also injured. He once went to this residence at midnight one day, met Zhao Wu'an briefly, and then left overnight, without a trace.

And Miao Wang Dailou Duyun, since the day the Song people retreated, disappeared. In the entire Miao Territory, it seems that only Dai Yaning knows where he has gone. However, this silent and wise old man would never tell anyone where King Miao was.

As for the royal court, it was the Dailou Sangyu who temporarily took the place of the Dailou Duyun, and rebuilt a hanging tower on the ruins of Dengyun Tower to manage the internal affairs of Miaojiang.

Kuayuan Moxie, the head of the Kuayuan family in Ziyang Prefecture in the west, died violently at the same time on the day when the former Wuxian Murong Zhu died. Now the Kuayuan family is nervously selecting a new owner, and it is a bloody storm for a while, but it is difficult to threaten the Dailou family for the time being.

In the dispute of Miaojiang, too many people participated in it, the bureau was set up in the game, the calculations of the ring, the retreat and the attack, it seemed that it was just the internal strife in Miaojiang, but it involved the Great Song Dynasty. It involves temples and rivers and lakes.

An Qing originally thought that this was just a decisive battle between Zhao Wu'an and Dailou Duyun, but she didn't expect that there would be repeated changes since she entered the seedlings, and in the end, it even evolved into a situation where Zhao Wu'an and Dailou Duyun joined forces to resist the enemy. And now that Dai Lou Duyun is missing, and Zhao Wu'an is seriously injured and has just recovered, it is obvious that in the short term, it will be difficult for the two to fight again.

So what is the purpose of entering Miaojiang this time?

Just as An Qing was thinking like this, the door of the hut creaked open.

The sun was slightly slanting, and the monk on the back box changed into that spotless white robe, his eyebrows were tranquil, his eyes were lazy, and the ancient well was not wavering.

When passing by An Qing's side, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he gently patted An Qing's head.

Dai Yanning leisurely cast his eyes into the distance, deliberately not looking at this chivalrous warrior who was no longer a young man.

Zhao Wu'an said leisurely: "Sir, this time it was you who saved Wu'an's life." ”

Dai Yaning shook the pu fan lightly and said lightly: "Hands are Bodhi, and the heart is karma." What can I call your master? ”

Zhao Wu'an listened, stood in place and was silently stunned for a while, and did not respond, walked directly to the slim mulberry tree, and looked down at Luo Shenfu obliquely inserted in the soft spring mud.

The green shadow is thick, and there are countless small golden light gaps in between.

Zhao Wu'an said softly: "That year, I remember that it was also early spring. I accompanied Sang Yu to escape the daily morning training, went to the mountain behind the royal court, and took her to find the mulberry tree and the elm tree all over the mountains. When I finally found it, she had always loved to eat it, but she personally picked a large handful of mulberries and brought them to me, saying that she would let me finish them. ”

Dai Yaning smiled and said, "That must be sour and unbearable." ”

"I'm still done. Zhao Wu'an held back a smile and said with a bright gaze.

He reached out and grabbed Luo Shenfu, lifted it gently, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Because of the Sangyu incident, I once had some grudges against Mr. ”

"But whether or not she forgets me in the end, I should probably thank him. If it weren't for Sangyu, I would have died countless times in Miao Jiang. ”

Zhao Wu'an turned around and raised his neck to An Qing, who was sitting in front of the steps: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the lychees in Qingdi Township?"

An Qing stood up suddenly, but he felt that his actions were a little too enthusiastic, so he hurriedly hugged his arms and snorted, turned his head, and walked towards Zhao Wu'an very honestly.

Zhao Wuan smiled helplessly and walked out of the courtyard gate with his sword on his back.

But at the exit, he bumped into Dailou Sangyu, who was walking here.

Looking at each other, Zhao Wu'an was stunned, not knowing what to say, but Dailou Sangyu first bent his eyebrows into a crescent moon, and said shallowly: "Are you leaving?"

Recently, she has been acting as King Miao, and the things she has on her hands have suddenly increased, and she rarely appears in Dai Yanning's courtyard.

Zhao Wu'an hesitated for a moment, squeezing an answer out of his throat.

"Hmm. ”

Dailou Sangyu looked at him, his eyes were bright, as if reflecting the bright moon and stars.

"Can I go to the Central Plains to find you again?"

"Hmm...... Yes. Zhao Wu'an glanced back at An Qing.

An Qing held her chin with her hand, with a complicated look on her face. But when he saw Zhao Wu'an turn around to look at him, he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, you are welcome to come and play with us." ”

"Hmm. Dailou Sangyu laughed, his eyes were bright, like an ocean, "It will definitely be." ”

Under the sunlight, a few drops of sweat oozed from her fair face, like a clear and rushing stream in the depths of Miao Jiang.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned.

The girl smiled and stood in place, but her body exuded a soft and light atmosphere like the warm spring sun. At this time, the warm wind hit, and the silver bell on Dailou Sangyu's ankle rang lightly, and she tilted her head towards Zhao Wu'an, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

There are beautiful women in the south, with bright eyes and good eyes.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly let go of Luo Shenfu, stepped forward, and hugged her gently.

An Qing's jaw almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly hugged by Zhao Wu'an, Dailou Sangyu seemed to be a little cramped, his eyes wandered back and forth uneasily, and he said, "You...... What's wrong?"

Zhao Wu'an said lightly: "I have always wanted to thank you." ”

"When I was a Galan, when I didn't know what I was supposed to live in this world, you were by my side. ”

"Sangyu, no matter what it is, thank you. The mulberries you picked that day were actually delicious. ”

With that, Zhao Wu'an let go of his hand. The just right hug seemed to slightly defeat Dailou Sangyu's flawless defense.

At this time, Dailou Sangyu, in addition to the melodious smile in his eyes, was also dyed with a trace of confusion, a trace of sorrow and reluctance.

But that's enough. Dailou Sangyu has her own mission and life, Zhao Wuan can only be grateful, and then blessed.

"Goodbye. Zhao Wuan said softly.

"Goodbye. Dai Lou Sangyu's voice was as low as a murmur.

Zhao Wu'an picked up Luo Shenfu again, walked forward leisurely, and never looked back.

After walking a few steps, An Qing's voice sounded behind him.

"Zhao, none, An. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wu'an turned around when he heard the voice.

"Smack!" An earth-shattering slap sounded in the sky above Miao Jiang.

Dai Yanning shook the pu fan, sighed, and paced leisurely back to the house to see if his pot of water was boiling.

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The distant mountains are written in ink, and the greenery is verdant. Nearby, the stream was babbling and the sun was soft.

Leaning on his Luo Shen sword box, which he had always regarded as his life, Zhao Wu'an sat by the stream with An Qing, quietly watching the clear stream flowing in front of him.

An Qing picked up a tuft of stream water and washed her cheeks, which had been stained with a lot of dust due to her hurry.

Zhao Wu'an rubbed half of his still swollen cheek and quipped: "You dare to fan the face of even a second-grade master, it's really bold." ”

An Qing turned her head and glared at him fiercely, "I don't care, I don't allow you to do this to other girls in front of me." ”

Zhao Wu'an sighed, supported his body with his backhand, half-sat on the ground, and said lazily: "It is precisely because you are next to me that I will do that to prove my innocence, to dispel your inevitable jealousy." ”

An Qing snorted and turned her head, very reluctant to deal with this shameless layman.

"However, this trip to Miao Jiang still doesn't seem to have been able to kill that Miao King. Zhao Wuan said suddenly.

An Qing suddenly bowed, "You actually don't want to kill him, do you?" No matter how much hatred you have, he has always been with Dailou Sangyu for three years. ”

Of course, he knew in his heart that I was going to kill him, and it was not something that could be achieved in a short time. It's just a deliberate trick so that I can come to Miaojiang to help him break the siege. Zhao Wuan shook his head and said, "It's just that I didn't expect this trip to be so dangerous." Looking back on it now, I still have lingering palpitations. ”

An Qing said angrily: "You are alone, to stop those thousands of troops, what kind of strange idea did you play?!"

"The Miao people are too busy to take care of themselves, Dongfang Lian Mo has not set up a large formation in Miao Jiang, and the Five Poison Sects under Xie Hui have been defeated again, so there should be no one to stop the Feique Battalion. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "If Xu Rong wants to leave, within three days, it will be enough to turn over from outside Wuyang Pass." So the place where I stopped the army must not be far from him. ”

"So what? Xu Rong and Song Jun are of the same mind!"

"I'm just betting on whether he's willing to come forward to save me. Zhao Wuan looked at An Qing, "In the end, it seems that I lost the bet." I don't have kindness to Xu Rong, so I don't expect him to save me from fire and water. ”

An Qing was stunned: "But Xu Rong didn't ...... in the end"

"When he appeared, I spoke something to him with my lips. Zhao Wu'an stood up quietly and patted the dust on his body, "Jiang Xinzhu's death, do you remember? ”

"Therefore, the second bet I bet on is whether Xu Rong is sincere to Qingniang. ”

An Qing was stunned: "Qing Niang?

"I lived in Miaojiang for three years, and it was not for nothing. Zhao Wu'an's eyes were extremely cold for a moment, "If not, why do you think that when I was in the cave, I would unload the Luo Shen Sword Box and put it next to you?"

An Qing was stunned for a moment, and after figuring out what Zhao Wu'an meant, she trembled uncontrollably.

"Since then, you've had doubts......"

"When I saw the battalion flag missing, I had already guessed eight or nine points. ”

After Zhao Wu'an finished speaking, he raised his head and saw An Qing standing by the stream with a pale face, without saying a word, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't look at me like that." The Gu worms on my body are also given by Sang Yu, and the number is limited, so I won't use it on you. ”

Hearing this, An Qing calmed down slightly. After calming down for a while, she said with difficulty: "Zhao Wu'an, I have given up everything and come to Miaojiang with you, don't ...... Leave me alone. ”

Zhao Wu'an sighed, stepped over the gravel by the stream, walked in front of An Qing, and hugged her.

"I wanted to say that since I can't kill Dailou Duyun for a while, then I should take you back to Qingdi Township. I told you, I was late to go back, but I couldn't catch up with the lychee. ”

Being held tightly in Zhao Wu'an's arms, An Qing inexplicably felt a warmth. Her previous fear subsided, and she hummed softly.

"When you go back, you can propose to your father and mother. Zhao Wu'an sighed, "I don't have anything valuable, and more than half of the Seven Swords of Luo Shen will have to be given away in the future, so take a Luo Shen Fu as a dowry." You'll have to take good care of it for me, don't break it, it's expensive. ”

An Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If you really want to take a sword to the door to propose, wouldn't my father and mother not be able to agree." ”

"Don't laugh, I'm serious. ”

He obviously had a doting smile on his face, but he had to keep An Qing strained his face and not to smile.

At this time, there was an abrupt cough behind the two.

Zhao Wu'an hurriedly let go of his hand and turned around to hold the Luoshen sword box. An Qing looked up and saw that there were seven people standing on the shallows not far away.

The first six people were dressed exactly the same, dressed in black and red robes, standing extremely straight and motionless in place. And the young boy behind them, dressed in a luxurious yellow robe, stood with his hands in his hands, although he was young, he looked magnificent.

An Qing frowned. She always felt that the scene in front of her was very familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember where she had seen this kind of formation.

Zhao Wu'an instructed lightly: "Stand here and don't move." With that, he walked forward.

An Qing replied, and then stood in place and watched Zhao Wu'an walk forward. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the seven people, An Qing slowly felt a bad premonition rise in her heart. The young man in the yellow robe, with the expression on his face and the posture of standing with his hands in his hands, was inevitably too overbearing.

Zhao Wu'an walked to the place close to the seven people and had a few hasty conversations with them.

Then, as if impatient, the boy waved his hand lightly and turned away.

The man in black at the front said a few words, then drew his sword.

An Qing's eyes widened. Those three words, she saw clearly through the shape of his mouth.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Then, the long sword pierced through Zhao Wu'an's chest, dyeing a bright red silk ribbon.