The big drama was on stage, and Qili Township was very noisy for a few days. There is more and more admiration, and even the things that steal chickens and dogs on weekdays rarely happen.

After a night of spring rain, Qili Township, surrounded by mountains, has a new look.

The green and fluffy grass has drawn out fine leaves, and the mountains are full of colorful nameless flowers, dotted among the green mountains and green waters. The beautiful scenery is better than the midwinter, which verifies Yue Xinxin's previous feelings.

Yue Xinxin, who usually likes beautiful scenery, has no intention of appreciating it at this time. She and Fang Jing looked forward to the people they were looking forward to every day, but there was still no news.

Yue Mu was also tormented in waiting, and he could make himself a little more relaxed in the martial arts practice with Han Dong in the morning and evening.

There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, but it is extremely rare to be able to practice to the level of strength. This is because after entering Hejin, if you want to go further, the body is no longer the most critical factor, and talent, talent, and chance are all indispensable.

Although Yue Mu has touched the threshold of heart training, he rarely experiences the tempering of life and death, and his martial arts are very different from Han Dong. And Han Dong has already jumped to another level, and the two of them are practicing, but they are mainly guided by Han Dong.

Seeing that the martial arts of the two had reached the upper level, they were still practicing diligently, and drove Fang Jing to work hard. Even Yue Xinxin got up early with Han Dong and regained her fitness boxing skills.

Every morning, Yue Xinxin will go out with Han Dong. The lively big black trotted all the way to follow. In the open space by the small river, a man and a dog would watch Han Dong practice martial arts first.

And when Yue Xinxin practiced boxing, Han Dong strictly observed the custom of others practicing martial arts, and would not watch by her side.

Until one day, Han Dong finished practicing and was about to leave, giving up the vacant space to Yue Xinxin to practice. Yue Xinxin stared at Han Dong with both eyes, standing in front of him but not giving in.

As if he understood the master's intentions, the black hairball-like big black jumped around Han Dong and Yue Xinxin.

From time to time, with a small tongue, lick Yue Xinxin's snow-white fingers, which is her favorite game between her and Daihei.

The frolic between the beautiful girl and the lively and lovely big black is really pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, Han Dong saw a beautiful scenery that he will never forget in his life.

The mottled light and shadow of the morning light are like a thin veil. The girls in the field danced with the spring breeze on their faces. The graceful dancing, the beautiful face, with a wisp of spring back to the earth, the charm of the revival of all things.

In the quiet morning, only the birds in the woods can be heard singing happily, and the gentle sound of the river can be heard.

Yue Xinxin saw Han Dong watching from the sidelines, and was a little shy at first, but when her body followed the familiar memories and practiced on her own, her mind was naturally immersed in the artistic conception.

Between the flow of his mind, he did not forget to respond to Han Dong's brilliant eyes, Yue Xinxin seemed to murmur softly from the bottom of his heart: "I will take care of my body, and you must also take care!"

The voice was low and soft, as if it came from outside the sky, and with Han Dong's incomparably keen senses, he could barely hear it.

Yue Xinxin practiced this set of boxing techniques, or when Yue Xinxin was weak, an old doctor taught it. After practicing for a period of time, my body became healthy. In the past few years, he has never slackened, and he has no intention of practicing again at the beginning of his escape.

Although Yue Xinxin practices boxing just for fitness, she focuses more on whether it is beautiful or not.

But Han Dong is a master of martial arts in the world, and in his opinion, this set of boxing techniques is unique. Through gentle movements, the most subtle tremors between the musculoskeletal muscles can be delivered directly to the body. It is really a supreme secret method for martial arts practitioners to build a foundation.

In pursuit of beauty, many of the actions have become paradoxical. This couldn't help Han Dong, after careful observation a few times, Han Dong traced back to the source and tested it himself. Only then did he begin to correct Yue Xinxin's mistakes.

When Yue Xinxin practiced for a few days as Han Dong said, unconsciously, she inexplicably entered the level of Hejin. Although he can't go into battle to kill the enemy, his physical strength has increased a lot.

At Yue Xinxin's request, Han Dong also started practicing with her. After only practicing for a few days, the sound of wind and thunder that accompanied Han Dong's movements gradually subsided.

After a few days of practice, the sound of wind and thunder was a masterpiece. After a few times, the voice never returned. And Han Dong measured in his heart that his physical fitness had improved a lot compared to before. In the future, the two practiced together, and Han Dong only practiced this way.

Yue Xinxin saw that this punch technique was so useful, and asked Han Dong to pass it on to Fang Jing. After Fang Jing practiced it once, she also felt a warm piece in her body, which was very comfortable. Hurriedly asked what kind of boxing method this is.

Yue Xinxin's eyes swept towards Han Dong, meaning to let Han Dong give a name to this set of boxing techniques that was enough to become the treasure of the town.

Han Dong pondered for a moment and pointed to the crystal clear Chengtuo River in front of him. Yue Xinxin's eyes were confused, and she muttered to herself: "Chengtuo River! Chengtuo Fist...... Hold your hand!"

Dahei, who already had the shape of an ordinary dog, barked twice, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Han Dong's preference for random names.

Yue Xinxin didn't know it, but she felt that Ai Lang named this set of boxing techniques that the two of them completed together after the place where the two got along day and night, which was very close to his heart.

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In the golden autumn season, the osmanthus flowers within a radius of seven miles bloom. The eyes are full of fine white jade-like color, the autumn breeze is cool, and the air is filled with a pungent fragrance.

The few people who were concerned didn't have to wait any longer, and were ready to go to look for it. Yue Xinxin is ready to go up the Han River, while Yue Mu is ready to go to infiltrate Luoguo.

Han Dong didn't want to go around with Fang Jing more than Xinxin, and said that it would be more convenient to only be alone.

Seeing Han Dong's opinion, he was extremely resolute. In desperation, Yue Xinxin was separated from her relatives due to the collapse of her family and country, and she was set to meet in Qili Township and Liang Yuyu and Fang Jing, and was intercepted by Yue Yue across the river, and forcibly told Han Dong about what Liang Yuhao left behind.

This was originally a matter of the past, but Han Dong, who had always had clear grievances, kept it in mind. has secretly made up his mind that he must bring Liang Yuhao back.

After hearing about this, he could also understand the pain in Yue Xinxin's heart, and Han Dong no longer persuaded him.

When a few people were preparing to pack, they had already thrown themselves into the river under the Yueyue tent with Fang Gang and Fang Yong, and the wind and dust servants brought back two letters, but they disrupted the arrangements of several people.

A letter was brought to Yue Mu by Yue Yue, informing him that King Yue was seriously ill and asking him to return to Beijing to visit him as soon as possible. The other letter was written by Liang Yuhao in the name of Fang Jing.

Liang Yuying told the two that they knew that their father was killed in battle, and although they did not know Yue Xuan's whereabouts, they had found out Fang Xingzhi's whereabouts. Fang Gang and Fang Yong have been asked to rush to the rescue. Let them rest easy, just wait a few days before they can return home.

Although the handwriting in the letter was unusually neat, Yue Xinxin could feel the heart-wrenching sadness in this strong woman's heart from her dry words.

Farewell Yue Mu, several people could only press the anxiety in their hearts, wait for Fang Gang and the two to send back to Fang Xingzhi, and then make plans after asking about the situation.

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An autumn rain and a cold, the farmers who are in the business of brewing osmanthus nectar wine are most afraid of missing the flowering period, and are busy picking osmanthus flowers while they are busy.

The day before yesterday, Aunt Fang was drenched in an autumn rain when she grabbed osmanthus flowers, but she became ill. There was no doctor in the village, and seeing that it was getting more and more serious, Fang Yuanzhi came to borrow an ox cart and prepared to send it to the market town for medical treatment.

When I entered the courtyard, I saw Yue Xinxin sitting under the eaves, watching Fang Jing practice his hands, but he didn't see Han Dong's figure. Fang Yuanzhi hurriedly stepped forward to explain the matter, and finally learned that Han Dong had just hunted a black bear and sent the bear skin to the market to sell.

Fang Jing was very anxious when she heard that her eldest aunt was seriously ill, and she was relieved to know that she was only suffering from cold and cold.

After Yue Xinxin took a look, she found that there were still a few main medicines to be found in the mountains. Fang Jing couldn't wait for Han Dong to come back, so she pulled Yue Xinxin and took Da Hei directly up the mountain.

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Han Dong had just sold the bear skin, but his heart was tight. There was a faint tremor on the ground, the sound of a large group of cavalry galloping in. Before thinking about it, Han Dong hurried towards home.

In his mind, as long as he is together with Yue Xinxin, he can calmly deal with any situation. When I got home, I found that Yue Xinxin and the two were not there.

In the moment of his mind, he raised his feet and hurried towards Fang Yuan's house. When I arrived at the door, I met Fang Yuanzhi, who also noticed the abnormality.

Before Fang Yuanzhi could speak, there was already a bustling noise in the direction of the entrance of the village. Fang Yuanzhi told Han Dong where Yue Xinxin and Fang Jing were going. As soon as the words fell, Han Dong had already rushed towards the back mountain.

At this moment, although he didn't know what happened to this group of cavalry, Han Dong had to make the worst plan in his heart.

Han Dong spared no effort again, and as soon as he stepped on the firewood stack, the person had already jumped on the roof, but he didn't even want to bypass the house in front of him. In an instant, several houses had been crossed, and in front of them were the woods surrounding the village.

With his feet down and slamming on the roof, Han Dong now doesn't care about damaging the villagers' houses.

In the whistling sound, the body crossed a long distance, and looking back in the air, the entrance of the village had been blocked by a large group of people. Vaguely, the road into the village was full of black crossbowmen who were slower.

Han Dong's heart was even more eager, and without waiting for his body to land, his toes were a little on the tree pole, and his body was like an arrow. In the air, he could already see beyond the woods three crossbowmen standing in a formation of arrows.

Running wildly all the way, Han Dong was boiling his blood and qi. Seeing the crossbow array in front of him blocking the way, a tyranny surged in his heart. The body that flew forward directly hit a waist-thick tree in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the tree broke into two, and the upper half fell towards the crossbow array with an extremely wide canopy.

The dense branches of the tree blocked the arrows shot by the crossbowmen tightly, and Han Dong stepped on his toes, and along the fallen tree poles, he had already crossed the intercepted crossbow array.

A mournful sound came, and the tree pressed straight down on the crossbowmen who had no time to dodge.

Han Dong's figure flashed, his right hand rolled behind him, and he had already grasped the dozen arrows that were shooting at him in his hand. Without looking back, his wrist shook, and the arrow flew in the direction from which it was shot with a screaming scream. The speed and power are far superior to the powerful crossbow.

More than a dozen figures snorted in unison and flew backwards. In just an instant, more than two dozen lives had disappeared into the hands of Han Dong, who was on a killing spree.

Han Dong's heart was hot, and he only felt that such a scene was a portrayal of his past. Vaguely, it was as if there was an item missing in his hand.

As the lightning flew away, Han Dong's sharp eyes saw a group of people walking out of the mountain path.

Han Dong's heart sank, and he already knew from the charm of one of them's clothes fluttering in the wind that it was Yue Xinxin.