Without waiting for Yan Hude to react, he only heard Zhong Xihou say "be careful", followed by another sword energy attack. Yan Hude was like a carp, but unfortunately Zhong Xihou was Zhong Xihou after all, and that sword energy
The Qi directly penetrated Yan Hude's right thigh. Fortunately, Zhong Xihou took the opportunity to penetrate the skin and flesh without touching the bone marrow.
Yan Hude was so angry that he had to take out his wolf claws and try to catch Zhong Xihou. When the claws were close, he was in trouble.
Really not knowing where to place this claw, Zhong Xihou smiled slightly and snatched Yan Hude's wolf claw. He looked at the claws made of fine iron. They were sharp and sharp, and he could even scratch them casually.
I'm afraid that my skin will turn out.
Zhong Xihou took a few deep breaths, mustered up his courage, and then used the wolf's claws to scratch the right side of his face from top to bottom.
Looking at Marquis Zhong Xi whose face was covered with blood, Yanhu Deliang was really stunned.
"I originally wanted to imitate Linghu Changkong and get a hero scar from the corner of his eyebrow to his chin, but it's a pity that I don't have the courage after all."
Yan Hude couldn't help but shake his head, then took back the wolf's claws and dragged his half-broken body outside the house.
"Xiaoliang."
Before he could open the door, Zhong Xihou called to him. Yan Hude stopped and did not look back.
"Be careful of everything."
With each word of concern and warning, the West Wolf King couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. He still didn't look back, nodded, and pushed the door open and went out.
As for whether Yan Hude would fight fiercely if he happened to meet Wind Spirit King or Hua Shaohong outside the house, Zhong Xihou didn't care. Although Xiaoliang would suffer physical pain, these two boys should not kill him.
It shouldn't be too difficult for him to escape.
After this day, there is no more Wolf King in the city that never sleeps in the West. Even a mysterious killer organization "Yam Luodian" issued a blood-kill order for Yan Hudeliang. His rank was actually Tianzi, which made people curious about Yan Hude.
Who is Liang?
Talking back to Ying Ruge, he practiced at the ruins of Liujiazhuang, practicing the method taught by Liu Sanqing. Hearing that Liu Sanqing learned it in half an hour, Ying Ruge spent more than an hour before he got into the way, and his heart also
I can't help but be embarrassed by the difference in talent between myself and Liu Sanqing.
It stabilized for a day and a night, and when Ying Ruge opened her eyes, it was day again. It was night when she left the Mo family, and it was day when she woke up in the Liu family. She started practicing, from day to night, and from night back to day.
When the immortal root spiritual power travels through the meridians of the body, the feeling is extremely comfortable and powerful.
Ying Ruge pulled out the little gray dog that was dug into the stone slab and slashed it with her sword, but she couldn't help but frown.
Since all this was done by Liu Sanqing, he knew what Ying Ruge was depressed about. He heard him say slowly: "No need to try. After last night, I'm afraid there will be no more sword-destroying masters in the world."
Ying Ruge couldn't help but smile awkwardly, yes, when she held the sword, she clearly felt that as her energy source was depleted, most of her sword intent was also lost.
"Where are the other swords?"
Liu Sanqing spread his hands, but he understood what he meant and did not move.
"That means you're still in the Mo family, so let's stay there for now."
Now that it's like this, if you can't use the sword, then you can't use the sword. At worst, it's all about fists and kicks. Besides, he also has an original "Star Art" that he can use. Ying Ruge put Qu'er on her shoulder, and then threw it out
A red feather turned into a fire phoenix and jumped up.
"Sanqing, let's go back to Muhan Tower."
Liu Sanqing frowned slightly, why did he go back to Muhan Tower all of a sudden?
"I haven't seen the moon for a few days, and I'm a bit worried about it."
Hearing this young man's words, Liu Sanqing couldn't help but smile, and then turned into a white shadow and penetrated into Ying Ruge's body. Accompanied by a neighing sound, the fire phoenix rose into the sky, flapped its wings, and flew quickly.
I haven't estimated how much land there is between Liujiazhuang and Muhan Tower, but for some reason, Huo Feng seemed to be moving faster today. He returned to Muhan Tower in just a short nap.
When the disciples in the building saw the fire phoenix flying from the sky, they all knew that it was the Venerable who was coming back. They couldn't help but salute in the air, and then returned to their original appearance. Ying Ruge ignored it and flew straight to the mountain peak where the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests was located.
The building construction department collected the fire phoenix and stepped back to the ground. His shoulders moved slightly, and Qu'er was very unconvinced. He kicked Ying Ruge's shoulders with his paws and then flapped his wings and flew away.
Ying Ruge smiled softly, this song is really noisy. Fortunately, it didn't tighten its claws and dig into her shoulders, otherwise it would hurt like hell. Speaking of pain, Ying Ruge thought that she should have found a set first.
New clothes, I need to take care of the wound on my left shoulder. Thinking of this, Ying Ruge remembered that she was in such a hurry that she didn't even cover her face with a mask.
Just when he was about to go back to Tianluan Peak to change clothes and treat his wounds, and then pick up a mask at will, a voice called out to him.
"Your Majesty!"
Ying Ruge instinctively looked at the man, and couldn't help but be startled when he saw Ying Ruge's face. Only then did Ying Ruge remember that she was not wearing a mask. But at first glance, the person was Yue'er's personal maid.
Well, my vigilance has also become less vigilant.
"Sir, your face, your face..."
Bu Zhe saw his true appearance, and Ying Ruge was also at a loss. Except for a few elders in this building, only Leng Yaoyue and Jun Wuhen knew about his life experience.
Of course, there are also his Tianluan people.
At that moment, Ying Ruge's eyes showed some murderous intent.
"Ruge, are you back?"
At this time, a sweet and gentle voice came, it was Qin Yue'er. Qin Yue'er's face was pale, she was wearing a loose robe, her hair was not combed, and she just let the wind caress her.
Most of the people in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests were women, and the male guards were all on the outside, and their residences were not arranged in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests. Therefore, Qin Yue'er looked like this, so he was not afraid of men seeing him.
The murderous intent in Ying Ruge's eyes dissipated in an instant. Seeing her Yue'er in such a state, her heart trembled and she immediately ran up and hugged her into her arms.
This made Qin Yue'er a little at a loss. Her sickly body could not withstand such movements, so she couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Only then did Ying Ruge realize that she was not sure of the right measures and let go of her.
"It's hard on you."
Hearing her lover's sincere words, Qin Yue'er couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, and said affectionately: "If it were you, it wouldn't matter if it were a mountain of swords or a sea of fire? Ru Ge, why did you suddenly come back?"
"Yue'er, I miss you."
I miss you, this is supposed to be the most common love words between couples, but these two childhood sweethearts each have their cheeks feeling a little hot, which is also interesting. Qin Yue'er Xiaoying Ruge is five years old, and she is also nineteen, only two
At a young age, if one is placed in the market, it is common to have two children. But these two are so good that their faces turn red with embarrassment at just one word of love.
On the other hand, Ying Ruge's twin brother Mo Ming got married at the age of twenty-two, which seemed to others to be too late. In terms of a woman's heart and marriage, Ying Ruge lost a lot to Mo Ming.
Not much gossip, Qin Yue'er's cultivation has always been a mystery, maybe because she practices music and her perception is really good. However, after a little contact, she noticed the changes in Ying Ruge's body.
Qin Yue'er frowned slightly and asked, "Why is your breath so different today from the past."
Ying Ruge didn't answer, but said softly: "It's okay..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Yue'er was so smart that she guessed the next words and laughed like a silver bell. Then she waved to Bu Zhe and said, "Bu Zhe, you have seen the face of His Holiness tonight, do you have anything to say?
"
Bu Zhe asked himself when he heard it, and then looked at Ying Ruge's face, but her cheeks were slightly red and she lowered her head. She murmured softly: "Your Majesty, your face is so handsome."
"You look like a nymphomaniac, Ruge is mine, don't think about it."
Hearing that his hall master, Qin Yue'er, said such playful words, Bu Zhe's face became even redder and hotter, and his words were suddenly confused, causing Qin Yue'er to almost burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay, when you are over eighteen, I will ask someone to find a match for you."
When Bu Zhe heard that it was about his marriage, he immediately shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, Bu Zhe will always stay by the hall master's side, and Bu Zhe will never marry."
This time, it was Ying Ruge who spoke and heard him say: "When you get married, you can stay with Yue'er. You should treat her as your sister when you get married. I will protect Yue'er."
After all, it was not a place to talk outside, and she no longer wanted to be happy, so Qin Yue'er took Ying Ruge's arm and returned to her residence.
After making the tea, Ying Ruge was still worried about Qin Yue'er's body. After careful inspection, she sighed in shame. Qin Yue'er had to hug him from behind, pressing her little face against his back, not caring about the sweat stains on her clothes.
Same as blood stains.
"If your shoulder is injured, does it still hurt?"
If Yue'er hadn't mentioned it, Ying Ruge had really forgotten about the injury on his shoulder. He instinctively touched his left shoulder with his hand and couldn't help but frown. It's no wonder why he didn't feel any pain all the way back. That sword cut so deeply, obviously
They have touched the bones. But when I touch it now, why is the skin and flesh intact, with no trace of sword wounds at all.
"There's no injury. If you don't believe me, just touch it."
Qin Yue'er was also puzzled when she heard that the clothes were cut into such tatters, and the tears on the shoulders and the marks soaked with blood were so obvious, and she still pretended that she was not injured. She touched it carefully, for fear of touching it with her fingertips
The split flesh would cause Ying Ruge heart-breaking pain. But when her delicate fingers actually touched the tear in her clothes, she was stunned.
, the skin and flesh don’t seem to have been injured at all.
Before she could ask again, Ying Ruge grabbed the words and asked: "Maybe I agree, no matter what the situation is in the future, I will never play that kind of music again. "Tears of the Bamboo Concubine" has already hurt your mind and aggravated your eye problems.
, not to mention, the song you play this time must be that song..."
Qin Yue'er covered Ying Ruge's mouth with her hand, leaned her face against his junior again, closed her eyes, as if enjoying the peace of the moment, and said in a gentle voice: "With you, life and death don't matter.
"
Ying Ruge raised her head and stared closely at Liang Zhu. His voice was extremely gentle and asked: "Yue'er, what do you think we can do to make a living?"
When Qin Yue'er heard this, he immediately left his younger generation. Ying Ruge was a little puzzled and turned around. He saw Qin Yue'er's eyes were confused, but her smile was extremely happy.
"Ruge, have you really decided?"
Ying Ruge caressed the beauty's pretty little face, then leaned over and pressed her lips against hers. Qin Yue'er didn't put on rouge today, but the taste on her little mouth still had a faint sweetness, which made people laugh.
Really like it.
"Of course it's decided. I'm thinking about opening a tavern. Let Zhitu take charge. You've also tasted his craftsmanship, so that's great. Yue'er, you will be the owner of the tavern, and I will be the handyman at your disposal.
.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Yue'er was so happy that she couldn't help but poke Ying Ruge's eyebrows with her finger, and then said: "I guess Sister Yuehu won't let you go. If she doesn't ask for status, I can agree.
"
Ying Ruge knew that Qin Yue'er was joking, but she followed her words and asked, "Seriously?"
When Qin Yue'er heard this, her originally bloodless face turned red with anger and said, "You really dare to think about it!"
Ying Ruge could only murmur, and then said: "It's not that I don't dare, it's that there is no need. With a wife like Yue'er, no matter how charming Yuehu is, she can't get into my eyes."
"Then you mean that if you meet someone who is prettier and more charming than me, it will fall in your eyes? Then you, then you, then you are just like that shameless Yaozi, you just go to Taohua Temple to eat and drink.
, then slap your mouth and pat your butt and become a slut."
Qin Yue'er was so angry that she burst out with a bunch of words. Ying Ruge immediately covered her mouth, squeezing the flesh on Qin Yue'er's face together. She felt it was inappropriate, so she let go.
hand.
"The matter of Yaozi must never be brought up again."
Qin Yue'er also knew that she had messed up her words just now, so she spoke without restraint, and then nodded. But thinking of Xinyuehu's charming attitude, she was still angry, and pinched the soft flesh of Ying Ruge's waist. No matter what the sword,
Ying Ruge couldn't help but let out a cry of pain when Qin Yue'er pinched her, hurt her bone marrow, or penetrated her body.
Hearing her lover's screams, Qin Yue'er was relieved.
Thinking back to the difference in Ying Ruge's body aura that he first noticed, he quickly asked with concern: "Ru Ge, your body?"
Ying Ruge originally planned to fight back, but when she heard the beauty's concern, she immediately lost her temper. Yue'er was Yue'er after all, and she couldn't hide any of her changes from him, so he could only caress the beauty's little face, and said with gentle eyes: "My
Qiyuan, only six meridians are left."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yue'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, and immediately asked with concern: "Then you are in good health. If the Qiyuan is destroyed, will it hurt you?"
Ying Ruge smiled even faster. After all, she was her good moon. Half of her Qiyuan was destroyed. She didn't ask whether her cultivation was damaged, she only cared about whether her body was fine.
"My good moon, it's just that my martial arts cultivation has been damaged. Look at Zhu Yinuo, who was born without Qi source, and he is jumping around like a monkey spirit. I have immortal root aura, although there is no hope of any level of Hongmeng.
, but it’s definitely not difficult to protect you. It’s just...”
Hearing the turn of events, Qin Yue'er's eyes became more concerned, and she hurriedly pulled Ying Ruge's sleeves with her hands and shook them, as if urging him to stop talking.
When Ying Ruge saw that no one was so anxious, she was even more happy, but she couldn't bear to worry about her, so she had to continue: "It's just that from now on, my swords will not be comparable to those of third-rate swordsmen."
After saying that, Ying Ruge's expression was a little gloomy. Qin Yue'er understood his thoughts and buried her body into her lover's chest, saying: "If the fairy knows that you are fine and the world knows whether the Baiyun Sword has been passed down, she should not
I will care. After all, your mother is no ordinary woman, she is Fairy Baiyun."
When Ying Ruge heard it, the haze was not gone, but it was not bad. He hugged the beauty and said: "Tell me, did I, Ying Ruge, save the suffering in my previous life? How come I have a beautiful mother and an ugly father in this life?"