The stream is low and the boat is sad and happy

No matter how Hei Wuxin's shouts were, he still couldn't save Ling Yuehua's fresh life.

；；；；；； The sky gradually brightened, Zhou Yinlong and Hei Wuxin erected a tombstone on the edge of the cliff, and the two of them sat cross-legged for a long time but couldn't bear to leave.

Gradually, the day passed noon, the smell of rotting corpses permeated the entire space, Zhou Yinlong got up and walked towards the rotting wild dog corpses, pushing many corpses together, a burst of green smoke blew, and those ugly souls turned into ashes with the firelight.

"Heartless master, I see that you are seriously injured and follow me back to Juxiang Valley, where the isolation can also help you heal and recover your strength, and it is not too late to make plans in the future" Zhou Yinlong's voice of concern came from afar.

Hei Wuxin looked at the tablet of Zhou Lishui Ling Yuehua in the book and cried: "Righteous brother, sister, you go all the way, remember that my sister will always wait for you to come back;;;;;;"

Under the reflection of the phosphorus fire emitted by the decomposing corpse, Hei Wuxin, who had lost his loved ones, looked so weak.

In the early morning, a light mist surrounds the entire mountain stream, and the mist like a thin gauze envelops the surroundings, and the fiery red branches and leaves are moistened by the dewdrops, and there is no end to the winding path paved with cobblestones.

The curtain of water falling from the sky rushes straight to the bottom of the valley, forming a huge pool of water and slowly flowing into the distance.

Fish occasionally splash in the crystal clear water, and gradually disappear into the pool with the expanding ripples.

In the center of the waterhole, an old man wearing a hat and a cloak was silently watching the movement of the fishing rod on the light boat, although the old man was dressed as a fisherman, and his entire face was almost covered by black veil, but he vaguely saw his eyes through the silk sand, and his eyebrows were extraordinary.

A few hours passed, and the fish still did not take the bait, but the old man was like a sculpture, except for a slight change in the expression of his eyes, and the rest of his body remained motionless, sitting firmly on the bow of the boat and letting the light boat drift with the current.

I don't know how long it took, the bright red fish float suddenly shook a few times, the old man's joyful expression couldn't help but leak in his eyes, hurriedly picked up the fishing rod and suddenly a big carp of more than 20 catties exposed the water, the old man was overjoyed, got up and pulled back, didn't want the fish to be powerful, swung his tail and swam towards the water, the whole water surface suddenly boiled, the lonely light boat in the water seemed so weak, after the fish dragged the boat over and over again, the light boat almost overturned.

In order to lift the fish, the old man forgot that he was in the middle of the water, grabbed the fishing rod with both hands and pulled it behind him.

Helplessly, the light boat did not bear the heavy pressure, and coupled with its own weight, the light boat was overwhelmed and turned over with a splash of water.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes raised slightly, and after jumping up from the light boat, he rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and then rushed into the pool of water, and in an instant, the old man rushed out of the water with a violent langhua, followed by the big carp, and at this time the carp somehow lost consciousness, and let the old man fiddle under the old man's rope.

Immediately, the old man stepped on the surface of the water with his feet like a dragon, and there was no sign of sinking, and with the speed of an arrow and a meteor, the old man dragged the big carp to the shore.

The old man laughed and loaded the carp in uniform into a bamboo basket prepared in advance.

A bonfire was lit on the shore, and the soaked and deformed pockets were removed, and the black veil on his face, however, there was still no chance to see the old man's face, and the old man was about to take off his wet clothes and dry them, when suddenly a group of magpies flew in the distance, and the magpies seemed to be good friends with him, and they chattered and screamed around him, which immediately made the old man vigilant, and he followed the group of magpies straight to the edge of the waterfall, regardless of taking off his wet clothes.

The waves of the waterfall are like a curtain of water falling from the sky, which is intoxicating, but in such a wonderful scenery, people can't help but shudder, only to see a person's corpse floating faintly in the middle of the water, and his purple clothes have long covered his face.

The old man did not dare to slack off, and in an instant he came to the approach of the floating corpse, and without waiting to observe the appearance of the floating corpse, he grabbed the corpse, and then turned around and returned to the shore at great speed.

The old man stretched out his hands and pressed the man's abdomen, and then raised his right hand and counted the man's acupuncture points, and slowly the man seemed to have some consciousness.

At this time, the old man slowly opened the aquatic plants on the person's face, and suddenly a young face appeared in front of him, when the old man peeled off all the aquatic plants, he showed a surprised expression, this is Zhou Lishui, a disciple of Ziwei Sect.

The old man shouted: "Zhou Shaoxia, Brother Zhou;;;;;; Zhou Lishui;;;;;; wake up quickly;;;;;;"

With the old man's loud shout, he saw the old man's face clearly, isn't he Mo Hongyan, who was chased and killed by decent people in the martial arts, and his beloved wife Lu Satin Niang died?

Although he has lost the dress of the sword-carrying knight of the Western Regions martial arts person, it is still daunting through his extraordinary temperament.

Mo Hongyan shouted for a long time, but Zhou Lishui, who was pale, still didn't have the slightest reaction.

Mo Hongyan thought for a moment and hurriedly helped Zhou Lishui to an open place, the two of them crossed their knees, and suddenly Mo Hongyan used all his internal force and palms, and under the protection of hundreds of magpies, the internal force was infused into Zhou Lishui's body.

The slightest purple-red true qi flowed with the wind, big and small, and after a long time, several drops of sweat appeared on Mo Hongyan's forehead, and the beads of sweat flowed to every part of his body along his neck, and at this time, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was sweat or water droplets.

Slowly Zhou Lishui seemed to have a little consciousness, Mo Hongyan was overjoyed when he saw this, shouted, and violently pointed at Zhou Lishui's acupuncture point, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhou Lishui's mouth, Zhou Lishui opened his eyes slightly, and looked listlessly at the life-saving benefactor in front of him.

When the two looked at each other, Zhou Lishui's face showed a look of joy, and the joy immediately turned into a look of surprise.

"Mo;;;;Mo senior?Mo is not;I;;;We;We;In the underworld?"

Mo Hongyan, who had exhausted most of his physical strength, smiled bitterly: "It is also fate to meet in the underworld."

The fog gradually dissipated, and a ray of sunlight sprinkled on Zhou Lishui's damp body through the branches and leaves, and slowly Zhou Lishui regained consciousness, dragging his weak body and kneeling down hurriedly.

Said: "Mo senior, please accept the junior bow" After speaking, he kowtowed to Mo Hongyan again and again.

Seeing this, Mo Hongyan hurriedly took two steps forward, helped Zhou Lishui up, and was speechless for a while.