Ying Ruge changed the gauze, and the wound healed much faster than ordinary people. However, with a little luck, the newly formed wound would open again and blood would flow out again.
Ordinary people know that people like this need to rest. Ying Ruge is naturally not a fool. Naturally, she also knows that he needs time to recover from his injuries.
He took off the black wood fang mask, and the mask was put into the clear water and slowly floated up. The feeling of removing the armor was so comfortable, just like getting naked under the quilt in the winter.
Suddenly remembering that day, when the moonlight filled the building with fragrance, he put down everything at hand and rushed thousands of miles from Xicheng to Mo County in a panic.
Thinking about Yue'er's hateful and distressed look at that time, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. Who said that her life was not good, and that a person with a bad life could find such a beautiful, gentle and considerate person as his wife?
"Your injury..." This voice was soft and soft, and it was very familiar to Ying Ruge. Turning around, Qin Yue'er was behind him. She came in the dragon horse carriage, Feng Luan carriage and horse.
騑婔.
Ying Ruge didn't hide anything from her, how could he hide the secret in front of his Yue'er.
"It's okay."
She looked at the gauze she had replaced on the ground. The blood had already soaked through and dyed the white color red. She frowned and said angrily, "What on earth are you going to do? Master has told us thousands of times that no matter what the situation is, the most important thing is
You have to be yourself. You..."
"Bai Xiaotian has gone crazy. He can't even think badly of himself. What's the use of his words?" Ying Ruge roared angrily. He hated Yan Xiao, he hated Bai Xiaotian, and he also hated himself.
"You..." Qin Yue'er's eyes turned red instantly, looking quite aggrieved, "Why are you yelling at me?"
He picked up the black wooden mask from the clear water and put it on. His accustomed movements were always so coherent. "The Muhan Tower cannot collapse. If the Muhan Tower collapses, where should I send the people to go after I found the eight-carrying sedan chair?"
Bring you here."
Qin Yue'er pouted and frowned, and punched Ying Ruge hard on the chest. This was really merciless. Qin Yue'er had forgotten that Ying Ruge in the past could receive hundreds or thousands of such punches without any pain.
It's itchy. Now, I suppressed the pain and didn't make a sound.
Seeing Ying Ruge's eyes suddenly widened and her lips tightly closed, instead of feeling pity, Qin Yue'er covered her mouth and sneered.
Three days later, Qin Yue'er sat under the gilt plaque "Fragrant Mansion", holding her pipa, but her heart was not here. She was still thinking about her good brother, why the shadow could always hide in the darkness. Eyeballs
After thinking about it, there is a shadow just because there is a body, but it is not useless to be in the shadow to provide shade and shade.
In Muhan Tower, everyone comes here with different purposes. Then they are led by someone, obey his command, plan, act and subvert according to his purpose.
"Miss Yue, are you worried?" Mr. Mohist, who had just returned from the West, sat in the side stands. There was a special quiet stand in the place of fireworks. When the singers and dancers performed, they were prepared for the dignitaries who came to watch. Hail
It would be disgusting, but the silver coins thrown from the stands would not hurt anyone no matter how much they were smashed.
"Master Mo, I'm so rude." Her music was messed up because her heart was not calm. Qin Yue'er's ears moved slightly. People who are used to music always have extremely sensitive hearing. Qin Yue'er
The same goes for her ears, which have never deceived her.
She heard the swords and swords clashing, but it didn't come from the music. She heard the swords clashing, but it didn't come from the music. This fragrant building may have to be renovated with red blood instead of red lacquer.
Zhu Yinuo, who was lying on the railing, was holding his Double Dragon Sword in his arms. The sword had just been maintained and was as good as new. The clothes he wore today were also new.
Often, a dandy like Zhu Yinuo thinks that the purpose of a man coming to Hualou should be very simple, to drink and have sex, and then chat with a bunch of aristocratic family members or martial arts knights about some anecdotes or interesting stories about the world.
It's a pity, it's a pity, he doesn't dare to be so indulgent in the flower house in Mo County. Not to mention that this is the territory of his strict aunt, he doesn't dare to be indulgent just with this weak cousin beside him. He has no choice but to follow his cousin.
Pretending to be refined while listening to music is also a pain for him.
I have been practicing martial arts since I was three years old, I met Mo Ming at the age of five, I yearned for a knight-errant with one person, a sword and a horse, and I had thoughts about women at the age of thirteen. I held the double dragon sword in my hand at the age of fourteen and ran away from the Great Wall at the age of fifteen.
After eating meat, I went back to Jiangnan seventeen times.
I’ve seen each other in just a few short years
I have tasted countless women, and although I can count the number of women I have tasted, most of them are stunningly talented and beautiful, but I have never seen a woman like Miss Yue.
Speaking of looks, the number one oiran in Jinling, Hongxiu, is a peerless beauty. Many dignitaries and nobles have spent their entire wealth just to have a pair of red lips. It’s not hard to say that she has captivated a country, but she is just a bit charming.
After returning to Jinling, Zhu Yinuo spent half a year's monthly money to try it out and ran out of ideas.
Talking about music and talent, he left the Great Wall and passed through Yucheng. There was a beautiful girl in white clothes playing the flute on the prow of a boat with a black awning. She was so illusive and melodious that she was convinced. If it weren't for the white people in broad daylight, she would have had enough money to experience it.
Beat this girl to ventriloquism.
In terms of conduct and manners, those aristocratic girls who were born into noble families and came from small clans to meet strict demands and had impeccable etiquette in playing, playing, playing, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc., compared with this Qin Ji from Hualou, they actually had the illusion of being country girls.
It's not like Zhu Yinuo didn't have bad thoughts about Miss Yue'er, but every time he saw the way Mo Ming looked at Miss Yue'er, his scalp went numb, and he felt strange. How could his sister-in-law be so convinced that her husband was Liu Xia?
Where is Hui?
If the two of them hadn't often eaten, slept and bathed together and met honestly countless times, I would have really doubted whether my cousin was an eunuch and an incompetent person.
"Yinuo, I'm afraid your clothes will be dirty today."
Zhu Yinuo was sleeping, sleeping on a railing that could fall down if he moved.
The young prince knew a little about music, but his ears were not that sharp. He only knew that when he came back from the city that never sleeps, his uncle still shook his head and sighed at his sword. He was really unhappy and had nowhere to vent his anger.
"How many people are you saying are so serious?"
"This sound is like hundreds of thousands of cavalry galloping across the grassland and turning into streams."
"It seems that these people are the masters of flying over eaves and walls." Zhu Yinuo stood up and stood on the railing. He pushed his feet and jumped onto the lotus lantern in the center of the building. The lamp was hanging, and the man was standing on it.
On the lamp, this lamp cannot withstand the gravity of one person, but Zhu Yinuo just stood on the lamp.
Qin Yue'er looked at the little prince on the chandelier with great interest. This little prince had a lightness of skill. If the lamp was not strong, he would not die or be disabled if he fell from the third floor. He was really bold.
"Is there still sound?"
Mo Ming closed his eyes, put his hands to his ears, and listened quietly. He smiled slightly and said, "The guests have arrived."
Zhu Yinuo threw the Double Dragon Sword in his arms and jumped to the second floor viewing seats like a man flying. He caught up with the sword he threw and kicked the hilt with his toe. The scabbard flew out and Li Mo
Ming was one foot away and flew over with a "whoosh". He then stepped on the tip of the unsheathed Double Dragon Sword, and the sword flipped into the air. He held the sword with his right hand and grabbed the guardrail with the other hand.
"Hey, I missed the shot." Zhu Yinuo sighed jokingly.
"Yi Nuo, don't do this nonsense next time. Your scabbard flew over, and now my ears are still buzzing and hurting."
In just such an instant, all the guests and girls in the Xiang Man Building were stunned. They looked at Mo Ming and the others, and some of them turned pale.
"Mr. Mo, this..." The old bustard tried to calm down. She didn't want any trouble to happen here. There were more than a dozen men here, but among them, those who had been working in Xiangmanlou for a long time were also
All of them had their hands and feet broken by Juno Nuo, not to mention the uninvited guest like today.
"If you're afraid, you can go out." Zhu Yinuo climbed up the guardrail with one hand, frowned and said contemptuously to the people downstairs.
After seeing this scene and hearing these words, many people put down their wine glasses, pushed away the girl in their arms, and rushed out of the door. When one went out, there would be a second and a third.
The Xiangmanlou emptied out very quickly, even faster than the time people entered the Xiangmanlou when they were choosing the oiran here the year before last.
Mo Ming touched his body and looked at the madam: "I have spent all my monthly money in the past few days. If the fight breaks something in the building, I am afraid that Mo Ming will not have the money to apologize."
How dare the madam mention money? There are a lot of people coming and going in the land of fireworks, and she is used to it. There are also many people in the land of fireworks who have been ruined by people, and she is used to hearing about it. Now, this happened
Could it be that the play was really going to be performed in her little shop?
"Then, old servant, please step aside. In the spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos, chrysanthemums, pears, apricots, peaches and warblers, please also go down."
That group of girls are used to hearing about the right and wrong in the world.
They were also warned over and over again not to offend other landlords, nor to anger the imperial court.
The building suddenly became empty and quiet. Mo Ming sat down again and opened his fan. He faced Qin Yue'er and said softly and softly: "Miss Yue, maybe you can play a song for Yinuo to cheer up?
"
Qin Yue'er forgot that she was a prostitute now, so she should be panicked. She stood up and sat down again after the ceremony. With the pipa in her hand, she didn't need to worry about it. Her hand touched the strings, and what she was playing was not
The battle between swords and swords is not the melodious Jiangnan tune. She plays the dance music beyond the Great Wall, the desert is desolate, and the camels are doing business.
Zhu Yinuo was slightly immersed in the beauty of the music, remembering the ascetic monk he met in the desert last year and the swordsmanship teachings about the unity of all dharmas.
"How many people do you have?" Zhu Yinuo asked into the air. Some people answered him, but no one said anything. "One, two..." He jumped from one end to the other, backhand, and waved his sword.
.Without any extra movement, he finished and returned to Mo Ming. Zhu Yinuo frowned, he clearly heard a sound over there, there should be two people.
"Yinuo, if you beat the drum in the water, the direction of the sound will be different."
"Okay, where did you say it was?"
Mo Ming smiled and said nothing.
He took out a few old copper coins from his money bag, put them between his fingers, and flicked them, and the coins flew to Qin Yue'er's side. Zhu Yinuo also jumped towards Qin Yue'er while the coins flew out,
His men couldn't catch up with the flying copper coins. The double dragon swords in his hands were shot out. The swords were nailed to the wall, and the blades were stained with blood. Passing by Qin Yue'er, Zhu Yinuo didn't know why, but he felt strange for a moment.
Fear, and the source of this fear is not Qin Yue'er.
Forced to calm down, he pulled out his sword, still frowning: "What the hell is this?"
Mo Ming shook his hand: "No, no, it's just a secret technique."
Zhu Yinuo didn't say anything. Jiuxing Feifu was known as the fastest swordsman in the world. Compared with ordinary martial arts, his current sword speed was basically the difference between a rabbit and a tortoise. But even so, he still didn't stab those secret people to death.
In the end, it just made people feel a little disappointed and angry.
"The day your sword can cut through flowing water, that will be a rare and fast sword in the world."
"If you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow again. Is it possible that you don't understand this?" Zhu Yinuo was not arguing. He believed in a sword that could kill people with a quick sword, and no one would notice if his head fell. But he didn't believe in a sword that could cut the sea and cut off water.
The sound of "buzz" came quickly and spread for a long time. Zhu Yinuo couldn't help but cover his ears. He saw that Miss Yue'er only frowned and was not different from him. He fell in love with Mo Ming again, and Mo Ming was still the same.
Smiling.
Zhu Yinuo's eyes widened, fear flashed across his face. He swung his sword, and the guardrail was split in half. He heard that the sound was the sound of a sword, the sound of a fast sword cutting through the air.
Shen, his body fell, but he saw a gust of breeze blowing towards him. Zhu Yinuo, a man weighing about 120 kilograms, was lifted up by the gust of wind and fell next to Mo Ming.
Zhu Yinuo dusted himself off and showed no fear at all about the accident just now. Mo Ming still smiled, and Qin Yue'er was secretly amazed.
"Mo Ming, forget it, I can't beat you, let's do it for you."
Mo Ming frowned, but as a traveler, he never thought that Xiao Yinuo would say such a thing.
At that time, he came out of Jinling privately, and was blocked at the city gate by the four guards sent by the King of Jinling, preventing him from leaving the city. Those guards were all swordsmen of high rank among Yi Shuihan, and any one of them could deal with ten or eight Zhu Zhu.
A promise.
The boy didn't admit defeat at that time, but he surrendered directly this time.
"This man's sword is not a three-foot-long sword, but a three-inch-long sword." Just after he finished speaking, there was a wound on his face. Blood slowly flowed out from the wound, and half of his face turned red.
Zhu Yinuo wiped away the blood with the back of his hand. With an angry look on his face, he almost cursed "Fuck your mother" and other curse words. However, Mo Ming laughed even more happily. He could see that this little brother's swordsmanship was getting better.
Determine the length of the opponent's sword.
Although this is not difficult and Mo Ming can do it easily, as far as this kid is concerned, it is a huge improvement.
"One promise, Bodhi has no tree, virtuality is reality..."
"If you don't understand, just do what you want and don't talk nonsense."