Although Duan Yu was very disgusted with the black-faced man of the leader of the Shennong Gang, now this person pressed a small axe against Zhong Ling's neck with a small axe to chop medicine, using her as a hostage. Duan Yu threw a mouse bogey, of course, he didn't dare to act rashly, and said: "The matter has come to this point, it can't be good, what are you going to do?"

"Hmph, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, I know I can't beat you, the revenge of these dead brothers, if I can survive, I will still seek revenge from you in the future. Now as long as you let me live, I will let this little girl go. The black-faced man's right arm holding the axe was bruised, and he looked sad and indignant, as long as Duan Yu said that he would not agree, he would definitely swing the axe and be ruthless.

The smell of blood permeated the jungle, Duan Yu sighed deeply and said: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, people like you, even if I let you go today, in other places, there must be someone who harvests your life, so you can leave." We martial arts righteous people, speaking naturally counts. ”

Duan Yu stretched out the folding fan and fanned it in his direction a few times, as if he was driving away flies, and his expression was also quite disgusted with him.

The black-faced man was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said: "I'll just leave, but the mink poison on my body has not been resolved, and after seven days, I am still dead." ”

"Then I'll just say a good idea, if you slash the axe at your Heavenly Spirit Gai'er, won't it be a hundred?" Duan Yu smiled leisurely with a folding fan in his hand.

The black-faced man said angrily: "This good idea is better to keep for your own use, in a word, if you plan to let me let this little girl go, hurry to her house in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, ask her father for the antidote to the poison of the lightning marten, and bring it back for me to take." ”

Duan Yu smiled lightly, noncommittal, he didn't have so much spare time, so he had to rush to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations to see Zhong Wanqiu, and take some kind of antidote.

"Duan Lang, why don't we hurry up and go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations now, it's important to save Zhong Ling's life!" Mu Wanqing said anxiously.

"The kid surnamed Duan, do you agree to this condition or not, my Sikong Xuan's name is still a little bit in the rivers and lakes, and he will do what he says. I'll only count three times, and if you don't agree to this, I'll cut off the little girl's head with an axe. The black-faced man said in a fierce voice.

Duan Yu raised his head and stared at Sikong Xuan, his gaze was calm, and he didn't speak.

"One...... Second ......" Before Sikong Xuan's third voice shouted, Duan Yu immediately cast Ling Bo Wei Bu, and flashed in front of Sikong Xuan in an instant at a lightning speed, and the handle of the folding fan quickly clicked on Sikong Xuan's right hand acupoint, and the small axe that cut medicine fell to the ground with a clatter.

Sikong Xuan screamed, his right hand was already drooping down, but his left hand was slapped with a poisonous palm, Duan Yu didn't bother to look at the way his palm came from, after all, Sikong Xuan was only a second-rate martial artist.

"Click~", the sound of bones shattering sounded, but Sikong Xuan's left palm couldn't be retracted, as if it was glued to Duan Yu's hand, it turned out that Duan Yu unconsciously operated the Northern Shen Gong, and Sikong Xuan's internal force, which was not a strong one, flowed continuously towards Duan Yu's meridians.

After a while, Sikong Xuan's face turned pale and he fell weakly on the grass, dying.

Duan Yu restrained his breath and said, "You are already like this, and you have also been poisoned by the lightning mink, so you are left to fend for yourself!" and then pulled Zhong Ling on the horse.

"However, you clearly contradicted my poisonous palm just now, why didn't you have any abnormalities at all?" Sikong Xuan, the black-faced man, asked very suspiciously.

"Do I need to tell you why? Duan Yu rode forward, and Mu Wanqing also drove the white horse to catch up.

Looking at Duan Yu's distant figure, Sikong Xuan sighed and said, "It's all fate, why do you want to meet these powerful juniors!" Then he picked up the small axe on the ground that cut medicine, cut his throat, and died of anger. Rather than being slowly tortured to death by the poison of the lightning marten in a panic, it is better to cut yourself off and have a good time.

There are a lot of bamboos in this jungle, which is at the junction of Sichuan and Yunnan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea of bamboo.

"Brother Duan, just now thanks to your wisdom and bravery, I rescued each other with righteousness, otherwise I really don't know what to do. Zhong Ling turned his head and stared at Duan Yu with a pair of big watery eyes.

"When I first saw you, I warned you not to provoke these people from the Shennong Gang, they don't blink an eye. Duan Yu said.

"It's dangerous for me to travel alone, and Mink can't come back if he runs away, Brother Duan, you can send me back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations!" Zhong Ling said.

"To tell you the truth, your father Zhong Wanqiu hates the surname Duan very much, and he won't let the surname Duan step into the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations for half a step, I don't want to be bored with myself, so let's take you to a dozen miles near the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and then you can go back by yourself?" Duan Yu smiled.

Zhong Ling laughed, two small dimples appeared on his lips, and said, "Okay, but I'm curious, how do you know that I don't allow the surnamed Duan to step into the valley for half a step? ”

Duan Yu smiled without saying a word, his feet clamped the horse's belly, and the speed of the black horse became faster and faster, passing quickly in the verdant bamboo sea.

Mu Wanqing, who was watching them smiling from the side, looked very unhappy, she had a good relationship with Zhong Ling since she was a child, but now that Zhong Ling and Duan Yu are so close, there are talking and laughing, Mu Wanqing is very uncomfortable looking at these.

"Hmph, aren't you two afraid of falling off if you let the horse run so fast?" Mu Wanqing muttered quietly.

Three days later, they have already stepped into the territory of Dali, Yunnan, and the scenery is more beautiful, less steep and mysterious than the mountains and rivers of Sichuan and Xiang, and more elegant and ethereal.

Along the way, but see the camellia in full bloom, although it is not a precious species, mostly red, but it is also blooming, quite pleasing to the eye.

"Duan Lang, you once said that you like Dali's camellia the most, and now that you have returned to your hometown to see so many camellias, why don't you chant a poem to help your interest?" Mu Wanqing suddenly thought of a good topic, intending to attract Duan Yu's attention, and looked at Duan Yu affectionately.

So the four eyes looked at each other, the ripples suddenly appeared, and in an instant, Mu Wanqing felt that the autumn breeze blowing in her face was very gentle, just like the hands of her sweetheart.

Duan Yu smiled leisurely and said, "Since you want to listen to the camellia poem, let me chant it." Camellia is relatively flowery, and no one comes alone in the drizzle. said that he didn't see Junjun, and the rotten red was like a fire and snow. ”

Zhong Ling spread her hands and said helplessly, she didn't understand at all, she was already young, and she rarely read.

Mu Wanqing smiled, clapped her hands and said softly: "Good poetry, Duan Lang really wrote good poetry! But I am very puzzled, now there is no drizzle, you are not alone here, and you can share your feelings with us, how can it be regarded as 'saying that you don't see you'?"

Duan Yu was very wise not to argue with women about these marginal words, his soul was a person of later generations, and he suddenly remembered Su Dongpo's camellia poem just now, so he didn't think much about it.

"Well, I'll sing another poem, no drizzle, and it's not my own poem. Duan Yu looked at the camellia flowers all over the mountains, and said loudly: "Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like returning to an old friend." The moon is new at the end of the world, and the morning and dusk are the most lovesick. ”

The meaning of this poem is obvious, and it is catchy, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing both read this poem, they didn't think that there was no mention of camellia in this poem, but they felt that the meaning of this poem was very moving, and the eyes that looked at Duan Yu were a little more infatuated.

"Is this poem really written for me? Is it my first acquaintance, like an old friend who has been reunited after a long farewell?" Mu Wanqing couldn't help but feel a little ripple when she thought of this.

ps: The poem "Acquaintance with Jun Chu, like the return of an old friend" in the back, must be familiar to book friends, this is a poem on the camellia smoke in Yunnan. Interspersed with some emotional dramas, the purpose is to make the plot more delicate and add some cultural heritage. If book friends have any views and suggestions on the future plot, they can leave a message, and Cangshan Negative Snow will definitely adopt it as appropriate.