Chapter 63 The third chapter is not yet blood cold

There is not much meat, and it is quite difficult to distribute. The best meat porridge is given to the parents-in-law. When the child is young and growing up, he also has a bowl. Shui Yao has injuries on his body, and the brothers who drive the car must not be without meat. Eat... After a day and a night of tossing, the iron-clad King Kong couldn't hold it anymore. Yan Ruyu listened to the complaints from her surroundings, and took out bowls of dry ones. Zizi raised his orchid fingers, frowned and complained that the broken bowl was too dirty, and they all drank loudly. "There is no word for relatives and friends, there is a lonely boat for old and sick, soldiers and horses go to the north of the mountain, and tears are flowing..." Sure enough, the words reached the vicissitudes of life. Sad and angry, he could barely eat, and was forced to enter a little bit after being surrounded by everyone, and said angrily: "Sure enough, it's human feelings and world affairs that are impermanent. The old man is here because of these unscrupulous people. These people! Don't these people know anything about it?" Don't you have any intention of repaying Entu?"

Mo Shuiyao lowered his head and remained silent. They really did not expect that the villagers of Mojia Village would be so indifferent, not to mention asking about their relatives and arranging a place to stay, and they would all close their doors as soon as they heard about their origins. It was only in Mr. Mo's dilapidated yard. Barely settle down. The bloody case... After all, it has been ten years.The struggle was fruitless, and there was no place to appeal for grievances. Everyone's hearts were cold, and their blood was cold. They simply closed their doors and lived their lives, hoping that they would never have troubles again.

Was the father's past sacrifice worth it?Are your efforts and plans worth it?No, no, even if the whole village is dodging, there is at least one person who will never abandon him.Mo Shuiyao was in a turmoil, pacing back and forth, several times, but stopped talking.Yan Ruyu knew what she was thinking, and smiled: "Go, we're leaving early in the morning, you just need to hurry back." Mo Shuiyao nodded gratefully, and hurried away, bypassing the familiar pond, passing through a bean field, the soft grass on the long border scratched his ankles, as if he had returned to his childhood.At the highest point of the village is a small earthen courtyard, right at the foot of Qinglong Mountain. Ten years ago, my mother wiped away her tears and married here from her old home, and she also fled to the rivers and lakes from this courtyard.

Dong dong, dong dong, Mo Shuiyao knocked on the door, and felt her heartbeat almost became a rhythm. She hurriedly straightened her temple hair and skirt, she looked too haggard, mother wouldn't feel distressed, would she? "Who is it?" There was a lazy voice inside, so familiar. Mo Shuiyao couldn't hold back anymore, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door, tears welled up in her eyes: "Mother, I'm Shuinan." In the main room, the man was eating with his head down. The mother's hair was already gray, and she was feeding a child with glutinous rice cakes. In the yard, a little boy squatted on the ground with his eyes wide open, as if he was playing with crickets.

"Mother... I'm Shuinan, I, I'll come back to see you." Mo Shuiyao stood at the door, not moving forward or back, and her mother didn't even lift her head: "Oh, here we come." Mo Shuiyao's heart turned cold. That's right, with so many people from the Zeng family entering the village, how could it be possible that mother didn't know what a big deal it was?She didn't want to bother herself at all. The atmosphere was too embarrassing, the little boy threw the cricket and ran towards his parents, but the man still urged him: "My daughter is here, go and take a look."

"What's there to look forward to? Isn't she very good?" The mother picked up the little guy, as if she was about to turn around and leave: "I heard that you are married, and you can live a good life when you are married. Don't worry about the past, I will It's fine here, don't worry, huh?" "Mother!" Mo Shuiyao thumped and knelt on the ground: "Mother! Why don't you look at me? Why don't you ask me? Mother! I'm Shuinan, why don't you take a look at me! Are you angry with me? year--" The mother turned around and said in a deep and slow voice, "I know it's been difficult for you all these years, girl, get up, what does it look like kneeling? Aaron, pour a cup of tea for my sister. Oh, Ah Bao, be good. Mother will take you to sleep, huh?"

His knees were cold, and his heart was even colder. Mo Shuiyao shook his head, stood up while holding the door frame, "I see mother...I shouldn't come back to disturb you, Uncle Tian, ​​thank you for taking care of my mother, I...I'll go gone." The man couldn't bear it any longer, and threw down his rice bowl with a bang and turned back to shout: "Why is it your daughter? What do you want to be after you have been gone for so many years? Why are you so strange after seeing you today? Shuinan, stand, come here, sit down!" Let's talk." Although he spoke urgently, he didn't intend to get up to stop him.

Mo Shuiyao turned her head sharply, but just bumped into a hug. Yan Ruyu hugged her, patted her shoulder lightly, and said in a much softer voice, "Didn't you want to come and see? Auntie is fine, you Don't worry." Mo Shuiyao's mother turned around, bowed her head and smiled: "She is the wife of Shuinan, she is not sensible, so you have to worry about it in the future. I am useless as a mother, I can't take care of her, so I just thought twice On a peaceful day, let's go." Just as Mo Shuiyao was about to take a step, his mother called out from behind: "Shui Nan—"

Mo Shuiyao was shocked, and her mother said lightly, "Help me close the door." Yan Ruyu gritted her teeth and took Mo Shuiyao's hand: "Don't cry, go back with sister, let's go." Mo Shuiyao's face was livid with suffocation, forced back the tears, stamped his feet, and closed the door with his backhand, gently without making a sound. She thought she had grown up overnight when she escaped from Mo's Village and headed for the unknown world, but she didn't realize until today that when she opened the door, she also pushed away the fear and fear that had been locked for many years. Suddenly wanted to hide, hid in a corner and cried, but Yan Ruyu led her to stumble and walk like a tiger.

"I always thought that one day I would be able to avenge my father and the others with my own strength, and that one day my mother would understand me." Mo Shuiyao suddenly stopped, and big tears fell down: "Sister, I really love you!" wrong?" Yan Ruyu sighed, she didn't know what to say, she couldn't just say that you were right and I didn't mind, but she couldn't be cruel and said that you were humiliating yourself.After a long time, she stroked Mo Shuiyao's hair: "You are still young, no matter what you do wrong, you will have time to turn around."

Under the night sky, Mo Shuiyao tightly clenched her fists, her whole body was tense to the point of stiffness, she was persisting, but finally she let out a low cry from her throat: "Do I look like a joke?" Yan Ruyu suddenly felt distressed. This girl has no one to teach her, no one to guide her. She is alone. She doesn't know any way to get close to Luo Gongxiu except marrying into the Zeng family. It's ridiculous, Luo Zhiya is about to chase after her, and her mother's door is closed. All these years, she has fought left and right with her solitary courage, and now she realizes that everything is just a joke.All the disgust was gone, Yan Ruyu hugged her: "My good sister, cry if you want to, you have done nothing wrong, no one has the right to laugh at you." She hugged Mo Shuiyao, as if hugging herself who was also hesitant back then: "I'm a joke, do you understand? I was defeated again and again, and I never had the courage to try again. I hid in Zeng's house, and I didn't even dare to look at me." Dao, thinking about those people walking farther and farther and leaving me behind; but in the Zeng family, I can’t be the young lady, everyone laughs at me, even my own son looks down on me, but I can’t go anywhere. Escaped once, I have nowhere to escape, you know Shui Yao? I was lying on the bed alone and couldn’t sleep, so I hid in the hole under the bed, thinking that I would just bury myself like this, and it’s all done once and for all, you, what do you do? Sad? Do you know how young you are? You know how jealous I am of you!" At the end, she was yelling almost at the top of her lungs. Shouting, the two of them hugged each other and cried, and Mo Shuiyao wailed, "Sister, I'm sorry—" Helpless eye to helpless eye, tearful face to tearful face, in this desolate world, they can only hold each other's hands. Yan Ruyu shook her head and choked with sobs, speaking faster and faster, as if she wanted to pour out all the words to this young girl: "You have nothing to do to me, but I am the one who is sorry to me! I thought I was hiding and married, and I will be like this for the rest of my life." But how do I know, why is it so long in my life! I regret it, but I am not reconciled to it! Mo Shuiyao, draw your sword for me, and I will teach you the sword technique today. Yes, leaving this muddy quagmire, you haven't seen how big the rivers and lakes are, so it's possible that you've been in love with the Luo family for the rest of your life?" As soon as Mo Shuiyao raised her head, the blade was already coming towards her, and she hurriedly flashed: "Sister!" "Breaking the Moon Knife specializes in slanting fronts. It is true to be biased and imaginary to be right. It is called the oblique path of the knife. In reality, it is slightly rooted and seeks branches. It is like the moon with its full moon, but it is just an illusion in the eyes of outsiders. The moon is empty and remains unchanged for thousands of years. , It’s only between seeing and not seeing. You have a good look—” Yan Ruyu’s voice was full of tears, but her movements were not chaotic at all, and she slowly unfurled the Moon Breaker Knife in her hand: “Chu Yilu Knife, one hook will come down tomorrow , the moon surges the river—” Mo Shuiyao knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She was not bad in talent, but she had never been taught by a master. What Dongyuejian taught was just some basic mental skills and sword formulas.She suppressed her grief, and slowly remembered the Thirty Ways of the Moon Breaking Saber in her heart, Yan Ruyu nodded, and the speed of her return has accelerated, and she shouted: "Accept the move—" From the first day to the thirtieth day of the lunar new year, the Breaking Moon Saber technique is volatile and unpredictable. How could it be possible to comprehend it in one night?Fortunately, Yan Ruyu tried his best to teach, and Mo Shuiyao tried his best to dismantle it. The faster and faster the fight, the more familiar the sword skills. Overwhelmed; Yan Ruyu touched the knife for the first time since yesterday, and he didn't care whether the moves were familiar or not when he slashed and slashed. This pair also felt that the former fierceness gradually recovered, and the resentment in his chest turned into sword intent. The grievance turned into a wind of swords, and the two fought more and more fiercely, until they finished the tenth round of the Moon Breaking Saber, they stopped together and let out a long roar together. There are still tears under the evening stars. Yan Ruyu withdrew the saber: "Let's go back, Shui Yao, your talent is not bad, as long as you practice hard, within three months, you will surely have a world... Ha, I can count it as a consolation." Mo Shuiyao was startled: "Thank you, sister... But, sister, if you persuade me, why don't you use it to persuade yourself?" Yan Ruyu walked like the wind, as if she hadn't heard anything. Mo Shuiyao said anxiously: "You have already regretted yesterday, do you want to regret today in the future?" Yan Ruyu shook her head: "We are different." Mo Shuiyao simply crossed his arms in front of her: "What's the difference!" Yan Ruyu said seriously: "Although you are married, you are frivolous and playful, and your heart is still a girl. You can turn around, but I can't. I have a husband and a son. I am a woman." She reached out to touch Mo Shuiyao's arm, and Mo Shuiyao grabbed her wrist, looked straight into her eyes and shouted, "Is it fun to lie to yourself? You don't even value yourself, how can you value your husband and son! No, how can you be a good woman!" It was as if the earth was scorching the permafrost, and the years of solid ice were cracking, Yan Ruyu's eyes had a long-lost warmth, but it finally faded: "Is it too late?" Mo Shuiyao nodded like pecking at rice: "There must be time." "It's too late—Shui Nan—" Mo Shuiyao's mother shouted with disheveled hair, "Shui Nan, hurry up! There are people coming from the front and back of the village, go up the mountain! Hurry up up the mountain!" Mo Shuiyao jumped up: "Mother—" How did Mother find out?Or has she been secretly waiting? The mother turned her head when she heard the sound, and the eyes of the mother and daughter met in the middle of the air. The mother patted her thigh and shouted: "Go the way you used to collect firewood when you were a child, hurry up!" Mo Shuiyao turned her head fiercely: "Quick, come with me—" Yan Ruyu still underestimated the determination of the Luo family and his son to take revenge. This is the last place where they can cover the sky with one hand, and they will not hesitate to bleed to catch the Zeng family. Hastily called up a room full of people, and heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance; a group of people stumbled into the forest, and saw hundreds of torches, illuminating the blade. The sleeping village is rudely woken up, the chickens are flying, the children are crying, the horseshoes are trampling the fields, and yes, they are indeed causing big trouble. Looking down from the hillside, you can only see the leader running back and forth on horseback, as if shouting something, he naturally found the carriage and the salute, and he must have noticed that a room full of people did not go far, he was looking for the way, In the middle of the night, without a guide, it is not easy to find a path up the mountain. Villagers in Mojia Village were driven out of their houses one by one. They cried and begged for mercy, but they did not mention Zeng's family. The leader was already mad with anger, and even Night Breeze sent faint roars. This is his last turf, and he is bound to win it. Mo Shuiyao's body became stiff, and she gritted her teeth: "Sister, I want to go back...the surname Luo is cruel, and he will definitely trouble my mother." Yan Ruyu grabbed her shoulders: "Shui Yao!" Mo Shuiyao gently moved her finger away: "Over the mountain, there is a Qinglong River. After crossing the river and heading north, you can go out. When you get there, the hand surnamed Luo will not be able to reach you. Sister, I am sorry I can't stand you, so I bid farewell." She turned around and rushed back. Zeng Jiuxiao said anxiously: "She, she is sending her to die." Yan Ruyu took a deep breath: "Did you hear that? Go straight north, climb two mountains and cross a river to get out." Zeng Jiuxiao grabbed her: "Xiao... Ruyu, what are you doing?" Yan Ruyu turned her head: "Can't you see those robbers who are fighting openly? Mr. Xiang, how should I say, I also took the name of a hero back then." She rushed into the crowd with a few steps, hugged her son and kissed him hard, let go of her hand, and rushed down the mountain with big strides. Ten years is not far away, and the elderly people in the village still remember that night, too, when the Luo family rushed into the village with horses and knives, found the most knowledgeable and bloody young man in the village, and hacked him to death one by one. . There is no justice without the king's law, and there has never been one. No power can stop a thin door. "Don't think I don't know! That little slut is Master Mo's evil son, tell me, where did she go?" The torch in Luo Zhiya's hand almost burned the village chief's beard: "There are people in front of and behind the village. Where are you going, say!" "Third young master, I checked, no, not in the whole village." A subordinate reported. The village chief bowed tremblingly: "Master, young master...that group of people came before, we dare not greet them, and they left again." "Fart!" Luo Zhiya held up the torch and smashed it on the village chief's back, sparks flew wildly: "The tea in the bowl is still hot! Did they go up the mountain? Who the hell leaked the news? Lead the way—you give I'll lead the way—" "Young master—" the village head screamed, his voice was extremely shrill: "Everywhere can go up the mountain, I don't know which way they go... please forgive me!" He clenched his fist. Although Luo Zhiya was extremely angry, he had some scruples after all, so he wouldn't kill and slash indiscriminately, he vented his anger with a few blows, his gloomy eyes swept across the crowd: "I almost forgot, that little bitch has a mother's family, who? Stand up! Don't wait for me to find someone by myself, it will be hard to deal with, huh?" He sneered lightly and viciously, full of threats, jumped off the horse, weighed the knife in his hand: "Niu Shi , thirty-seven years old, remarried and gave birth to two sons, the eldest son is eight years old this year, and the youngest son is—" The back of the knife in his hand knocked casually on the head of a little boy, and the mother behind was terrified and hugged her son's head tightly: "It's not me, my lord is not me—" Luo Zhiya's face approached: "Then...who is it? Tell me, my patience is very limited——" He grabbed the child's arm with one hand and twisted it outward. Unable to hold on, he shouted, "Sister-in-law Niu, don't blame me, I—" "Surnamed Luo!" A crisp cry came from afar, and Mo Shuiyao put one hand on his hips, one hand and one finger, chuckled and hooked back: "If you have the guts, come at me." In the wind, she smiled sweetly, Zeng Jiuxiao's robe was too fat on her body, she could only vaguely see her graceful figure, Luo Zhiya suffered a loss once, how could he be willing to suffer a second time, and stretched out his hand: "Catch the living !" The gossip knives on the horse's back all jumped out, and Mo Shuiyao ran away when she saw that the situation was not good. She was nimble and familiar with the terrain, and knew that once the gossip knives were encircled, it would be no small matter, so she only ran round and round, up trees and down ponds, panting slightly, And the eight people are always behind her, not far or near like a fan, as if they are ready to encircle at any time - Luo Zhiya watched from a distance, but did not make a sound. Being able to defend and being good at attacking, if he ran around like this for a while without using his hands, Mo Shuiyao would be exhausted by himself. Mo Shuiyao soared into the air, with her toes on the upside-down basket in the center of the paddy field, and she had already landed on the other side; the eight people followed closely, one on the left and one on the right at first were also on the same point in the basket, their figures were indistinguishable At this moment, a cold light flashed in the basket, and the pitch-black blade tore through flesh and blood. The two fell straight into the paddy field, each holding a leg and crying. "Kill!" Yan Ruyu kicked the basket into the air, jumped up dripping with water, and Mo Shuiyao also ran back to Tianzhong, slashing and slicing in mid-air, aiming at the person in front of him. Go for another one.The sword clamped the back of the sword in front of him from left to right, Yan Mo and the two left and right, the man let go of the sword single-handedly, Yan Ruyu caught the sword in mid-air, shouted "breaking the moon and leaving the hand", and threw it at the person who was attacking from behind.The reputation of Po Yueli's saber is too great, the man only frightened Feng Dao to roll, only to realize that it was just a fake move. Mo Shuiyao rushed out with the Hidden Sword, and with a slight twitch, a piece of thumb flew out - once the right thumb is broken, there is no need to use a knife in this life.Yan Ruyu nodded approvingly, at this juncture, Xiaonizi still has good thoughts in her heart, and she never killed them all. "Let me just say, for things like joint attack, two is best, three is the most, four is already cumbersome, seven or eight together, sooner or later you will become an idiot." In the mood to tease a few words: "Hey, Liuhe Qixing Bagua Jiugong, each name is nice, whether it is fighting or arithmetic." "Well, there are hundreds of people in formation, have you seen it?" Yan Ruyu asked blankly. "Hundreds of people, are they herding sheep?" Mo Shuiyao raised his head, stunned, and his laughter stopped abruptly—the paddy fields were already surrounded by Luo's soldiers and horses, Luo Zhiya slowly raised his hand: "Kill. " The lives of the other five people in the Eight Diagrams Knife are not in his consideration at all. The eagle dog has the sorrow of the eagle dog. Arrows were fired. Both the scimitar and the hidden sword are close-attack weapons, and there is no room for the two of them to fight back with a distance of six or seven zhang. Yan Ruyu turned her head and said, "Left and right are dead, let's go out together." The leader of the Eight Diagrams Knife also shouted: "Okay!" In a blink of an eye, they have fallen into the same camp. Mo Shuiyao looked up: "Sister!" The two jumped up together, and when Yan Ruyu was about to fall, Mo Shuiyao flew his left leg obliquely and kicked Yan Ruyu's right foot, Yan Ruyu used his strength to cross the field, his body was like a wandering hong, with a machete Pointing at Luo Zhiya in the crowd—to capture the thief first, this is their only chance. But at this moment, Yan Ruyu glanced over from the corner of his eye, and saw that the five people had turned around, and they were all attacking Mo Shuiyao—they might not be able to fight against the cavalry of hundreds of people, but they could get rid of the Luo family's thorn in their side. "Damn it!" Without hesitation, Yan Ruyu flew the Moonbreaker Knife away from his hand. In an instant, the pitch-black scimitar seemed to take away the vastness of the night, dancing into a ball of swirling shadows, the knife singing like a dragon, buzzing in the night sky Buzzing sounds——ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, the blades touched each other, and the paths of the five knives were all blocked, but the broken moon knife seemed to arouse the blood even more. It started, and passed across the throat of the opposite person soundlessly, and after a pause, thick blood gushed out from the wound. The five corpses fell straight down, splashing muddy water on Mo Shuiyao's face. The broken moon knife was embedded in the chest of the last person. She could hardly believe her eyes, what kind of knife is this, is it really magical? But Yan Ruyu's body also fell down, a spear pierced through her calf, she broke the spear handle like a knife, but she couldn't stand up anymore. "Sister——" Mo Shuiyao rushed over, put the Moon Breaking Knife back into Yan Ruyu's right hand, and was about to pull out the spearhead. "No." Yan Ruyu shook his head: "Bone is broken, I can't get up... Shui Yao, help me." Seeing the two women get up from the muddy water in embarrassment, no one dared to continue to kill for a while, and the knife was still firmly held in Yan Ruyu's hand, impenetrable. No one wants to hit the ground running. "Step aside!" A burning carriage rushed straight in from the crowd.The carriages and horse tails were on fire, and the frightened horses clashed left and right in the crowd. No matter how well-trained the soldiers' mounts were, they were still animals after all, and they immediately became a mess. Then came the second, third, and fourth...these were all the carriages used by the Zeng family when they fled. Who set the fire? Mo Shuiyao turned around, unable to believe her eyes: "Mother..." In the distance, the thin woman was holding a torch and resolutely lit the fire while stacking straw into the carriage. Wherever there is chaos, there is opportunity. People and horses trample on you, Tanaka shore you touch me and you rub against you, fire ignites, horses dodge horses, some people fall, some are directing, some dodge, of course, some people are not moved at all, just look around coldly Wayfinding woman. "Let's go—" Mo Shuiyao picked up Yan Ruyu, grabbed the bridle of a frightened horse, put Yan Ruyu on the horse's back with one hand, turned on the saddle and galloped away. Luo Zhiya drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at Mo Shuiyao's vest. A dark object slammed over from nowhere, and hit the arrowhead that was about to be released. Luo Zhiya tilted his hand, and what fell into the muddy soup was a Guqin. The words "high mountains and flowing water" seem to be my own handwriting. Luo Zhiya found it interesting: "Brother Zeng also plays hero to save the beauty?" Zeng Jiuxiao rolled up his sleeves and wiped his sweat. He was very tired after running down the mountain.He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Both of them are my women, no matter how talented Zeng is, she can't sit idly by." Luo Zhiya thought it was more interesting, and he looked up to the sky and laughed. Zeng Jiuxiao shook his head: "Luo Sanshao, this horse plunders good people and robs houses with open fire. Do you really have no king's law in your heart?" Luo Zhiya looked at him with a sneer: "Originally, there was a little more, but it's a pity... Madam Zun thought she was smart, and put the file in my father's memorial, hehe, Master Zeng, from now on, there will be no king in Fusu Town." law." Zeng Jiuxiao shook his head: "Really? You look back?" The two tallest courtyards in the village have been converted into small barriers in the shortest possible time. The mud packs, wet grass and stones have built up half a person's height. Behind the "fortress", there are some sparks in the mountains, forming a A "zigzag" shape, gradually drifting away - all the strong men are left behind, and the women and children have already run away.A man was pulling Mo Shuiyao's mother, cursing: "I didn't tell you, all the women are going up the mountain!" "Third young master, you are chasing and beating like this, Shui Yao's mother won't agree, and the whole village won't agree, there's nothing I can do." Zeng Jiuxiao was calmer than ever, and an idea suddenly popped up in his extremely excited mind to write an article. Changwen, parallel four li six, compares himself throwing the piano with Gao Jianli's hitting the building. Luo Zhiya was funny and angry: "Zeng Jiuxiao, it's not that I look down on you, you were not so bold in the past, who is giving you advice?" "My lord—" A soldier in the crowd hurriedly ran to claim credit: "It's me." The little pawn lowered his head: "So that the third young master can know that I have a good reputation all my life, and I am most afraid of others taking credit - I was the one who told the villagers to build defenses, and I was the one who suggested ordering the carriage, and I was the one who asked Mr. Zeng to delay for a while." It’s still me, I’m hustle and bustle, and finally I’m here, I almost missed the job.” He took off his helmet, revealing a young face that didn’t even have a beard, with crystal beads of sweat on his forehead, black and white His eyes were full of pride: "My name is Fengxueyuan, and I love to be a chivalrous hero and fight against injustice. In recent years, I have made a name for myself in the rivers and lakes. I hope that Third Young Master Luo will succeed." This boy was young and frightening, with a sincere face, as if he was really saying - please hurry up, kill innocent people indiscriminately or bully the weak, whatever, give me a chance, don't leave. Luo Zhiya is hesitating, he can't figure out the details of his opponent, this young man is calm and neat, he has already arranged all the back roads before coming forward, his thoughts are deep, and he is already at the level of the old world, but he speaks without thinking, as if Feeling confident, Luo Zhiya frowned: "Young Xia Feng, this is a private matter of the Luo family, why do you want to interfere?" Feng Xue's original work was helpless: "I shouldn't care about it, but outside Fusu Town, there is an unsightly official who doesn't pay for tea and water. I couldn't help but teach him a few words, and he threatened Luo Mansion. Me, I just suddenly remembered that the bully Qiangliang that Sister Shuiyao mentioned is your family." Zeng Jiuxiao coughed, this "Sister Shui Yao" sounded extremely uncomfortable. Luo Zhiya's face changed: "What official job?" "Here, this is for giving." Feng Xueyuan took out an envelope from his arms, shook it, then stuffed it back in a big way, and continued: "After I taught him a lesson, I took this thing casually, and then I remembered that it would have to arrive anyway. Let me tell you from your mansion, it's a pity that I went here by accident, the third young master has already left the mansion, and the old general has returned to the west, I really couldn't find anyone, so I followed you all the way to this place." Luo Zhiya yelled: "What did you say? What did you say about my father?" Feng Xueyuan smirked: "I don't dare to take credit for this. I don't know which expert did it. The old general died suddenly while sitting on a chair. I heard that both the young master and the young master are at the border, and the mansion has already reported the funeral. , Now it’s like ants on a hot pot, that’s a mess. I kindly helped for a while, but it’s a pity that I’m young and ignorant, I can only add to the chaos, I have no choice but to report here.” His smile was even brighter, this "adding to the chaos" is probably not a modest word. Luo Zhiya raised his knife: "You!" Feng Xueyuan tossed his long hair: "My senior brother has something to say, hoe the strong and help the weak, remember to strike later, third young master, what do you think is good for fighting two girls, come, come, let's do some activities?" He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his eyes were murderous, and with a light move with his right hand, a silver light flashed, and seven or eight long spears on Luo Zhiya's left all snapped. The palms were spinning around, as if they were about to pop out anytime, anywhere. Luo Zhiya's face was uncertain for a while, and finally he shouted: "Let's go!" Watching Luo's family go away, Feng Xueyuan heaved a long sigh of relief, half leaning on Zeng Jiuxiao's body: "My god, this ancestor is finally gone." Zeng Jiuxiao looked at him strangely, huh?Isn't this kid always provocative, with an inscrutable look on his face? Feng Xueyuan turned his head and yelled out of course: "Who do you think I am? This number 100 is a real swordsman, so easy to beat me, I would have gone for it long ago!" He gently pushed Zeng Jiuxiao, hooked his shoulders Walking forward with his back on his back, he couldn't stop complimenting: "It's time for work, it's closed, I said brother Jiuxiao, you really look like a man when you stand upright like this." Zeng Jiuxiao's face was sullen, and he always felt that something was wrong. Could this kid have some conspiracy?But now that he is poor and destitute, how can there be anything he likes? Seeing Mo Shuiyao, Zeng Jiuxiao understood everything. Mo Shuiyao was taking care of the wound on Yan Ruyu's leg, while smiling and listening to Feng Xueyuan's strategy of "the imaginary is the real, the real is the imaginary". She took out the small wooden sign in her arms and threw it over: "I didn't expect You really came." "The man keeps his word." Feng Xueyuan squeezed his eyes: "Speak seriously, come with me, the Borrowing Sword Hall needs manpower." Zeng Jiuxiao snorted: "What nonsense, how decent!" Feng Xueyuan also snorted: "How decent is it for her to stay with you, Shui Yao, think about it, the world is not fair, use a sword, after all, it's hard to accomplish great things by yourself, I borrow a sword and have a lot of talents—— " Mo Shuiyao had a half-smile: "I seem to have heard that Master Feng doesn't care about worldly affairs, but you are the only one who makes senior brothers travel all over the world and concentrate on reorganizing the Borrowing Sword Hall, right?" Feng Xueyuan blushed: "A journey of a thousand miles always begins with a single step. Now I am alone, and you are the only two? My senior brother has no ideals or pursuits, but it doesn't mean that I am the same." Zeng Jiuxiao couldn't bear it anymore: "Young Xia Feng, your pursuit of ideals will not always be my concubine?" Feng Xueyuan turned his gaze: "Sister Yan Xia, my brother and Yan Zhongwang Yan Daxia also have some friendship, Yan Daxia misses you very much, how about—" Yan Ruyu was stroking his son gently and talking in a low voice, when he heard this, his hands trembled. Xiguan raised his head and smiled: "Mother, where are you going? Take me with you, okay?" Zeng Jiuxiao grabbed her hand: "Don't leave, Ruyu, give me another chance." Yan Ruyu said silently, "I gave you ten years of chance." Zeng Jiuxiao said anxiously: "Why did you really give me a chance? How have you ever been honest with me? Ruyu, Xiguan is here, I am here, my family is here, where are you going?" Fengxueyuan said sarcastic words from afar: "The world is so big, everyone is home." Zeng Jiuxiao hastily interrupted: "Forget it, I can't keep Shuiyao, Shaoxia Feng, please don't try to think of my wife." Those who abandon me will not stay in the day of yesterday. But there's nothing wrong with it. After neglecting his wife for ten years, maybe there is still a chance to make up for it. Feng Xueyuan nodded: "Well then, I'll send you up the mountain. The leaders of Qinglong Mountain are not careless masters of human life. We still have a little friendship, and the wind is still uncertain. You should hide in their village first. Then Shuiyao and I went straight to the capital, trying to find a way to send this volume up, the old man is dead, and no one can say what the court will do." He stood up, patted Mo Shuiyao on the shoulder: "Okay, what a fool Daughter-in-law, cheer up and follow me to pay homage to the mountain, there are many things to do in the aftermath." Pushed forward by him, Mo Shuiyao only looked back at Yan Ruyu, the charming scene of a family of three meeting each other, such a warm scene... Yan Ruyu watched Mo Shuiyao get busy and enriched, and felt an indescribable feeling for a while.The two young people, together, are only in their thirties. No matter how big the pain is, they are exhausted, and when they wake up, they are immediately full of vitality.They plan for the future and tomorrow, and for the past, it is like a big pile of garbage, and if they say throw it away, they throw it away. Although the old man of the Zeng family hated this kind of behavior, but in life, it is inevitable that he must act in a hurry.