Time flows, life in the washing of time, some are like the morning sun full of vitality, some are like the afterglow of the sunset, at the moment of falling, they are also dedicating the light, and some are like the yellow leaves on the tree, slowly falling under the breeze, but there is a touch of desolation that cannot be concealed in the still beauty.

In the hut, the fiery red shadow is not as heroic as before, but only a touch of intoxicating warmth, slender jade fingers, gently caressing the pale face on the bed, a trace of crystal tears appeared in both eyes, and can no longer hide the pain in his heart.

I only heard him say slowly: "Brother Jing, when will you wake up." Do you know that Mo Chou was thinking about you every day and every moment in the days of Zhongnan Mountain, and you appeared in front of you from time to time. Not long ago, I didn't tell the master, I secretly went down the mountain alone, and I asked you all the way, not wanting to see you in Lin'an. ”

The fiery red robe is no longer so warm, it is thick and delicate, and Li Mochou, who has a strong sad face between his eyebrows, paused and said slowly: "That night, when you went to the palace, I knew that Mochou had planned to meet you, but I didn't expect that someone was chasing you when you came out." ”

"That person's martial arts cultivation is extremely high, I know that even if I appear, I won't be able to help you, and it will make you worry about my existence, I don't want to catch up with you in the bamboo forest, you have already fallen to the ground, and the blood has stained the ground with a large area, and there is no longer that figure chasing you around, Mo Chou knows that you will definitely come back, and you will not leave me alone." ”

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's body trembled, and he had not yet woken up, as if he was experiencing hellish pain in a dream, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

Seeing this scene, Li Mochou took out a gauze scarf, wiped the sweat beads on Zhao Zhijing's forehead, and said slowly: "Brother Zhijing, you will definitely be fine with me, you will definitely get better." ”

Three days later, Zhao Zhijing in the house was still lying on the bed, but his face was about to become ruddy, and the scars on his body had already formed scars.

A glimmer of morning light shone into the hut through the window, and the murmuring water hit the oval stones in the stream, tinkling, and a crisp birdsong sounded on the green bamboo next to the hut. All this turned into a drop of water that fell in the heart lake, and it was tiny, dripping on the surface of the lake without ripples, splashing ripples.

The slender fingers exposed outside the quilt trembled slightly at this moment, like a silver needle that stabbed the heart, Zhao Zhijing's closed eyes trembled slightly at this moment, but they still didn't open it, just like a silkworm in a cocoon, the shaking body made the cocoon shake uncontrollably, but it still hadn't broken into a butterfly.

The quiet hill is not quiet, the beautiful and quiet mountain village becomes noisy at this moment, and it attracts many people at this time. A soldier with a fierce look in his eyes quickly came to the small mountain village, accompanied by the six doors in black robes, and naturally the people of the Shenhou Mansion were indispensable.

The fiery red-robed shadow hurried towards the hut, the heroic spirit between her eyebrows could not hide a sense of exhaustion, the hair on her head became scattered, and there was a smear of bright red blood on her robe, I don't know who it was, it was herself or the person who followed her.

Li Mochou's figure flickered, the sharp long sword was held in her hand, and the white scabbard had fallen nowhere, she didn't notice it at all, she just kept running wildly. A sharp arrow tore through the air and came quickly, Li Mochou opened a sword in the air, the sharp arrow was cut in the air, the long sword was swept away, the arrow went away quickly, and a black-robed catcher who was hidden in the woods fell to the ground in an instant, and the young eyes couldn't hide the thick panic, he who lost his life was still immersed in such a panic.

The figure flew over and kept moving forward, and the fiery figure had already arrived at the hut, but the person who followed it also arrived at this moment. Their eyes were full of cruelty, their black robes were draped over their bodies, and the long knives at their waists were already unsheathed, shining in the cold light of the sun, like fangs, about to tear apart the prey in front of them.

Li Mochou, who was standing in the courtyard, stood with a sword, and did not enter the house, at this time there was no trace of panic in her eyes, there was just a calm look, the long sword pointed obliquely, and a momentum of being a man and a man was suddenly rushing.

The leader of the hunt did not have the slightest mercy, and everything that the person in the house did in the imperial city was an insult to the six doors. With a wave of the long knife, more than a dozen black-clothed catchers had already surrounded Li Mochou, and the rest of the armor and catchers quickly spread out to surround this small thatched hut, so that it could not fly a fly.

The long knife was in the air, the cold light was shining, and more than a dozen long knives shining with cold light were slashing in the air, Li Mochou's face was still so calm, the sharp long sword in his hand and the horizontal stabbing out of the air, and the jade girl's swordsmanship was instantly used.

The sword light flew, the sword qi was agitated, and the cold sword light slashed through a long knife, and suddenly the sound of gold and iron resonated, even Li Mochou, whose martial arts cultivation was not low, was forced back by the diffuse sword light. Without a trace of panic, she bent her fingers, there were tiny silver needles in her hands, and with a flick of her fingers, the silver needles flew out of thin air, and wisps of cold air fluttered on them, piercing the air curtain, **** away, and the terrifying "Ice Spirit Silver Needle" appeared.

"Poof!" A few black-clothed people who didn't have time to stop caught fast, so they had to watch as the silver needle with cold light pierced the robe, cut through the skin, and fell into the muscles, and the next moment they felt that their bodies had become clumsy, and they no longer obeyed their commands, and a black gas climbed up their faces, and there were bursts of sharp pain in their bodies, and they fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Ding ding!" A few long knives waved quickly, shooting down silver needles from the air, and the body couldn't help but retreat, seeing the brothers who fell to the ground, there was a trace of horror in their eyes, and a trace of happiness in their hearts, if they weren't a little faster, they would also fall to the ground at this time, screaming in pain.

Not far away on a green bamboo, there is a man in Tsing Yi, even though he is watching the fight at this time, there is still a touch of sincerity, the wine jug in his hand has a strong aroma of wine, and the corners of his mouth that are slightly open seem to be talking to himself: "Brother Zhao is really not simple, there is such a confidante, six doors are difficult to do!"

Standing on the green bamboo, he took a sip of wine, and after admiring the good wine, his face showed a trace of sadness, and he said to himself: "It's also difficult to do!, Brother Zhao is my friend, and he is kind to the Shenhou Mansion, but he broke into the Forbidden Palace at night, I don't know how it should be." (To be continued.) )