"How did you know I was in Mozhuhai?"

"After you scared away the villains of the Sea Shark Gang at Qinhuai Ferry that day, I happened to be on the same road with you, so I followed you! After you entered the bamboo forest, I also left, who knew that another group of villains came, there was no way, I had to return to that Mozhuhai to find you. ”

"Oh. Xia Xuehan replied noncommittally.

"Do you know my daddy?"

"Hmm!"

"How did you meet?"

"No comment!"

“......”

On the pillow for a while, in a spring dream, travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

In the south of the Yangtze River in April, the warblers sang and danced, the wine flag swaggered, and after a long day, the summer snow and cold were resting in the roadside tavern.

There were eight or nine people sitting scattered in the small tavern on the side of the road, mostly porters who were in a hurry, "What do the two guest officers want?"

"A pot of apricot blossom village, pick up three or five small dishes at will, hurry up!" Xia Xuehan still looked cold.

"Cold-faced ghost, don't you even ask my opinion?" Mu Yuhan had a displeased expression on his face.

Approached in front of Mu Yuhan, staring at his face without any care, "Is your opinion important?"

"Hmph, cold-faced ghost, you...... Remember it for me!"

"The wine is fragrant and clear, the wine is sweet and mellow, and the aftertaste is long, which is comparable to the mash of ordinary villages!" Xia Xuehan didn't take Mu Yuhan's words to heart, and took a sip of Xinghua Village.

This brother must also be an elegant person, and he said the beauty of this Xinghua Village. "Jiangchengzi" has a cloud "Xinghua Village wine flag wind, heavy smoke, water dissolve, wild boat crossing, willow yin", it is talking about this unique good wine!" A young scholar in Tsing Yi next to him said. The scholar was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a handsome face, a dusty demeanor, and a paper fan in his hand, gentle and elegant.

Xia Xuehan nodded slightly, and said, "Brother Tai has a good reputation, rude people, how can you talk about elegance?"

"Hehe, I look at my brother's sword eyebrows and sideburns, his eyes are like stars, and his nose is like Shenyue, he must be either rich or expensive. This is really too modest! Boy Xiao Fan, a son of Jiaxing, this is polite!" the scholar picked up a glass of wine and raised his lamp towards Xia Xuehan.

Xia Xuehan replied: "Chang'an, Lin Feng, travel in Jiangnan, I am fortunate to be happy." Brother Xiao should pay attention, there is a group of thieves eyeing him now, so it's better to ask Brother Xiao to avoid it!"

Xiao Fan took a glass of wine and drank it all, and said, "It's okay, Xiao is sour, I'm afraid of what thieves will covet!"

As soon as the words fell, twelve black-clothed masked men poured into the small tavern, "Acquaintances hand over the things!"

"I haven't been able to take things in my hands so far!" Xia Xuehan glanced at the man in black, who was still elegant.

"Wow!", twelve cold lights flashed, the long knife came out of its sheath, and attacked Mu Yuhan, Xia Xuehan reached out, overturned the table, and grabbed Mu Yuhan's arm with the other hand and fell a few feet away.

Seeing this, the guests in the small tavern shouted in fright and fled one after another, but Xiao Fan, who poured himself a drink, watched the upcoming fight with great interest.

Twelve black-clothed masked men missed the blow, and with a single move, they jumped out and surrounded the two. "Acquaintances hand over that thing, and leave you all corpses!"

"If you have a life, come and get it!"

Xia Xuehan lightly slapped Mu Yuhan aside, raised his hand and attacked the twelve people, those masked people were not easy to match, only to see the sword light flickering, the true qi was flying, and Xia Xuehan's robe was hunting.

I saw Xia Xuehan's fingertip sword qi raised, "Dang!" A crisp sound shook a long knife away, which made the arm of the black-clothed masked man numb, took a few steps back, and said coldly: "The idea is very hard, brothers can't keep their hands!"

Xia Xuehan was dusty, his clothes fluttered, and he walked leisurely among the sword lights, raised his hand and shook off a man in black.

At the same time, only listening to the sound of "Sa", twelve hidden nails took advantage of the wind to quickly hit Xia Xuehan.

These twelve people are all masters, because they not only know how to grasp the time to make moves, but also the angle of the hidden weapon sent out is tricky, blocking all of Xia Xuehan's retreats.

In just an instant, Xia Xuehan raised his right hand, but there was no sword in his hand, but it was a sword move, and the true qi was agitated, and the twelve secret nails seemed to stop in the air.

He shot too fast, too accurately, and could only see a flash of white light, and twelve hidden nails flew back upside down, only to hear an inaudible sound of skin tearing, followed by a muffled grunt.

It was so fast that no one could see exactly how he made the move, and all he saw was a glimmer of light.

Each of the twelve had a hidden nail embedded in their arms, and blood was gushing. But they are also dead soldiers who have been killed for a long time, and the steel nails are in their bodies, and there is no pain in their eyes.

Xia Xuehan's cheeks were flushed with a faint crimson, and his originally rocky and cold face had a more vivid taste, but his eyes were even more cold, staring at the twelve black-clothed masked people not far away, and said slowly: "Mo Li Mountain Villa, Xuanmo Twelve Kills, but that's it!"

"Hmph! Anyone who knows our identity will die!" Suddenly, the black shadow flickered, and in an instant, I felt as if there was a rainbow piercing the clouds, the mist was light, and the black shadows in front of me were staggered, but I couldn't distinguish the human figure.

With a slight tip of his toes, he jumped up, the sword qi of the floating sleeve sword was vertical and horizontal, the sound of breaking the wind and hissing was endless, his body was like a swimming dragon, only a sword exchange was heard, and the twelve black-clothed people were shocked out a few steps away, Xia Xuehan fell to the ground, his cold eyes quietly swept over the twelve faces covered by black cloth, and said in a deep voice: "Does Moli Villa want to destroy the door?"

"Don't be rampant, look at the knife!" The knife flashed and stabbed from all directions. Xia Xuehan had never seen such a brilliant and dense sword light. Xuanmo Twelve Kills is the dead soldier of Moli Villa, the martial arts are superb, the twelve people shot together, and few people in the rivers and lakes can say that they can defeat them. Xuanmo's Twelve Killings of the Heavenly Yin Killing Array made many heroes in the rivers and lakes frightened, and now that they are fighting for their lives, Rao is Xia Xuehan can't help but feel a tightness in his heart. Suddenly, his whole body was shrouded in sword light, which was a kind of knife light that could make people cold even their bone marrow.

Mu Yuhan, who was not far away, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw twelve swords as fast as lightning attacking Xia Xuehan at the same time

A drop of blood that was so red that it made people's souls throb fell to the ground, and the heavens and the earth were silent at this moment, and the wine flag was still fluttering in the wind.

"When ......" I don't know how much time it was silent, a sound of metal falling to the ground came, and twelve black-clothed masked people fell down one after another, and Xia Xue's white clothes were more scarlet, so dazzling. He slowly walked towards Mu Yuhan, who was already stunned, took her hand, and said in a low voice, "Go!"

"Brother Lin's martial arts are strong, like a celestial, admire and admire!" Xiao Fan quietly watched this bloody battle, without a trace of fear on his face, and still had a warm smile on his face.

Xia Xuehan pulled up Mu Yuhan, got on the horse without looking back, and only said from afar: "Thank you Brother Tai for your praise, there will be a period in the future!"

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I don't know how far I walked, Mu Yuhan put down a hanging heart, looked at the scarlet on Xia Xuehan's white clothes, and didn't know what to say for a while, and said in a low voice: "Are those people also here to grab that box?"

"Hmm!"

"It doesn't matter if you hurt you, right?" Mu Yuhan hesitated for a long time, and said in his heart What kind of strength is this cold-faced ghost!

"Thirty miles from Hengyang, we'll settle there tonight!" A few beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and he glanced down at the wound on his arm, and the blood slowly poured out, staining a large piece of his clothes.

Mu Yuhan was startled when he saw the large piece of white clothes stained red with blood, and exclaimed: "Hey, cold-faced ghost, it doesn't matter to you, do you? Hold on a little longer, my Uncle Yang lives in Hengyang City, and we will be safe when we arrive in Hengyang!"

Xia Xuehan raised her eyebrows: "What nonsense are you talking about? Xuanmo Twelve Killings is such a thing, at most, it will make me bleed a little, and it won't kill me!"

"Don't be reckless, get off the horse!" Regardless of whether Xia Xuehan was willing or not, she held on to the reins and didn't let go, Xia Xuehan was stunned, and shook her head helplessly, what does this stupid girl want to do?

Watching Mu Yuhan tear off her clothes and carefully bandage the wound on her arm, for the first time, I felt that this silly, mother-in-law's stupid girl was quite cute when she was serious!

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