Time passes, the sun and the moon reincarnate, and nearly ten days have passed since that day when Liu Qing in the woods was killed by Zhao Zhijing with a sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Liu Qing's death of the six-door god of capture shook the Southern Song Dynasty court. In the rivers and lakes, it is a cannibalistic world, where no one will remember the loser, and the only one who can remain in people's hearts is the victorious one.

Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou are one person with a sword, one is wearing a white robe, the other is wearing a fiery red dress, one is handsome and extraordinary, and the other looks like a fairy, like a lighthouse in the crowd, so conspicuous.

Along the way, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou can always see other people's strange eyes, but all this is nothing to Zhao Zhijing, such nothing can cause changes in Zhao Zhijing's emotions, but Li Mochou beside him does not have such indifference.

For Li Mochou, who lives in the tomb of the living dead all the year round, everything is so unfamiliar, and all of them are extremely attractive, and the same eyes are like a sharp thorn, which makes Li Mochou, who is next to Zhao Zhijing at this time, feel a little unnatural.

At this time, it was already in the middle of the day, and the scorching sun was shining on the earth, at this time, Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou both felt that their stomachs were slightly hungry, and they had rushed a lot of way, without a sip of water, even people with profound cultivation like them felt that their mouths had become dry.

At this time, the two of them saw a teahouse erected next to the official road not far away, Zhao Zhijing, who did not have a trace of fatigue on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Mo Chou, we have been rushing for a few hours, I think you are also a little thirsty, there is a teahouse not far ahead, let's go to the front for a cup of tea!"

Li Mochou, who was beside Zhao Zhijing, heard this, with a smile on his face, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay! If you look closely, although Li Mochou's face does not have a trace of tiredness, a trace of tiredness can still be seen in those beautiful eyes.

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, a trace of tiredness in the corner of her eyes dissipated at this moment, because she knew that if Zhao Zhijing was alone, there was no need to stop here at this time, it was Zhao Zhijing who was worried about her feelings, thinking of this, Li Mochou felt a trace of warmth in his heart, that was from the warmth in his heart, from the care in his heart.

The two of them walked into this teahouse standing next to the official road, found a seat to sit down, and a guy shook the rag on his shoulder, quickly wiped the table, and said respectfully: "Guest officer, what do you want?"

Zhao Zhijing put the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand on the table, and said slowly: "A pot of tea, a plate of steamed buns, and the rest can be served at will!"

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, the guy replied, "Okay!" He quickly put the rag in his hand on his body and walked quickly to the back hall.

Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting at the table, had a divine light swaying in his eyes, but it was not revealed from his eyes, like a silent ripple, sweeping no one in the teahouse, but it would not be discovered by others.

When Zhao Zhijing withdrew his eyes, the guy had already put a teapot that was still steaming and exuding a burst of tea fragrance on the table, lifted a plate of steamed buns from the tray, and said, "Guest officer, please use it slowly!"

Zhao Zhijing lifted the teapot and took out two teacups casually, green tea poured out of the teapot mouth, filling the teacup, but there was no trace of tea spilled out of the cup.

I saw that he gently lifted a cup that had been filled with tea, naturally placed it in front of Li Mochou, and slowly said, "Little second brother, I want to ask you something!"

"What's the matter with the guest officer, if you want to talk about things within a radius of dozens of miles, I know it, but I don't know the rest, I just don't know what the guest officer wants to inquire about?"

The corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth curled up slightly, he took a sip of the fragrant tea, and said slowly: "It's not a secret thing, it's just that the two of us have gone all the way, and there are a lot more officers and soldiers on this road than before, and even the people in the rivers and lakes have become numerous, I don't know if the second brother knows why at this time?"

The guy, his eyes looked on the official road, but he didn't see anyone coming, and the men sitting around the table in the teahouse with swords, short guns, axes and other weapons seemed to be tasting the tea in their hands, and they didn't notice Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou at all.

The guy pulled out a stool casually, sat on the side and said slowly: "If the guest officer asks about other things, I really don't know, if you want to talk about this, there are many people who know, and I happen to know."

At this time, Xiao Er was obviously stunned, Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly, took out a cup, got a cup of tea for the little second brother, and said slowly: "I hope that the little second brother will not hesitate to teach!"

The little second brother lifted the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and showed a satisfied smile on his face, as if this sip of tea was so rare, put down the teacup in his hand, and Xiao Er slowly said: "Speaking of this, I want to say that the six doors in Lin'an City, these six doors are amazing, it is like a mountain to subdue those villains in the rivers and lakes." It's just that there was an accident not long ago, the god of the six gates, Liu Qing was killed in a mountain forest not far from Lin'an. ”

"This is a big event that shakes the world, I heard that the murderer is a young boy. After speaking, the second brother swept his eyes at Zhao Zhijing and said: "I heard that that person is also the same as Gongzi you, he likes to wear a white robe, and he also has a long sword in his hand, if it weren't for Gongzi You are so gentle, I would have thought you were the murderer there!"

When Zhao Zhijing heard this, he poured a cup of tea for the second brother again, and said slowly: "Thank you!"

When the second brother heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Use it slowly." He got up from his stool and went to greet the other guests.

Li Mochou's fiery red dress kept swinging, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he was still holding a white steamed bun in his hand, which had been bitten off a small piece, only to see his eyes look at Zhao Zhijing, who had a relaxed face on the opposite side at this time, and slowly whispered: "Brother Zhijing, that Xiao Er is talking about you, aren't you afraid at all?"

Zhao Zhijing put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly: "With you as a woman, what do I have to be afraid of, if someone comes to arrest me, don't worry that you will definitely protect me, right?"

As soon as Li Mochou heard Zhao Zhijing's words, Zhao Zhijing was still in the mood to joke at this time, thinking that none of this was a serious matter, a light smile appeared on his face, but the next moment he thought of Zhao Zhijing's joke, and his white face was flushed with a hint of red, which looked extraordinarily beautiful. (To be continued.) )