Reversed

Important people will be there, and it's just a matter of meeting them.

Chen Yue was also full of doubts, subconsciously said, "It was just this morning, Maomao said that Gu Master, you have something to ask Xiao Yu... Xiao Yu!"

In the end, the voice rose up in vain like a scream, because Mu Yu's face suddenly changed, and without saying a word, he stepped on the wall, jumped into the bamboo forest and disappeared quickly.

At this moment, the servant who led the horse also looked at Mu Yu's disappearing figure and was speechless - guest, are you playing with me?

"Let's go too." Wang Yifeng patted the little girl's shoulder reassuringly, and said without doubt, "You'd better talk to me about Xuanying's recent situation."

"Ah...uh."

Frozen by Wang Yifeng's sudden leak of momentum, Chen Yue obediently climbed onto the horse's back, knowing everything without saying anything.

At lunch time, in addition to the noble three, there were three villains in this inn, namely Yuchu and his wife, and the beauty Mirigul holding a Persian cat with different eyes in her arms.

Originally, Tao Hanting also came with his adopted daughter and son-in-law, but on the way, he heard that the villain Song Nantian, who killed his wife and disappeared without a trace, had returned to do evil, so he went to confirm the real situation. Definitely come back.

As for Miligul, the ten-thousand-year-dead house in the Valley of the Wicked, this time, apart from seeing Mo Xuanying, the little devil, he just wanted to take a look at the owner of the Persian cat with different eyes, who is now lurking in Chang'an Shen Jiangxia, the right protector of Mingjiao.

Back then, Maomao went to the Western Regions to visit the leader of Lu Weilou in the name of Miligul. After receiving the dowry "Shanhe Sheji Tu", Shen Jiangxia, the right protector, secretly stuffed a snow-white Persian cat cub with different eyes.

Maomao brought the cat back to Miligul, and Miligul understood immediately. Since then, she has loved the cat very much, and it can be said that she is inseparable.

Mirigul, who has a cat, is much more peaceful now, maybe she is older, although she is still as tender and beautiful as a girl on the surface, she has become a lot nostalgic now.

She really wanted to take another look at her relatives, friends and lovers from the past. Even the people from the Haoqi League who fought against each other more than half a year ago were completely ignored by her, without even the slightest provocation.

Xiao Er came up to deliver tea with winks, and didn't get involved in the grievances and resentments of these Jianghu people. Anyway, the gentle and handsome son gave enough gold to let these people make trouble.

Among them, apart from the jealous Xie Yuan, none of them like to provoke fights. The only restless Miligul is currently entering the vicissitudes mode, while Xie Yuan is full of petty things. For a while, the two parties are in harmony.

After ordering, Miligul fed the cat gently, and Yu Zhuocheng turned to ask Haoqimeng who was at the table.

"Is Xuanying not here?"

But people generally don't like to talk, Xie Yuan was a little out of his mind, and the answer was Yue Nonghen.

"In the room." After a pause, he added, "But last night he and Mu Yu had a little mischief, and they are probably asleep now, so they won't come down for lunch."

Hearing this, Chu Xiaying smiled lightly at her husband, while Xie Yuan's face darkened reflexively.

He stood up nervously and took a few steps upstairs, muttering 'not eating is bad for your health', halfway there he stiffened and his body slowly came down 'no no, no, no, let alone a bad sleep. '

Just wandering back and forth like this, Yu Zhuocheng, who had spent a lot of time in the Haoqi League after all, had a strange expression on his face.

"Thank you, lord, what's wrong?"

Lin Keren calmly raised her eyes, while Yue Nonghen stroked her forehead and spurned her.

"It's called close relatives. It started this morning, and it's hopeless."

Yu Zhuocheng was keenly aware of the important point. If the word "close" refers to Xuanying, the leader of Shaogu, and Xie Yuan, the leader of alliance, isn't it too weird?

However, he knew that the other party would not reveal anything more, so he kept his thoughts secret. After all, the positions of both parties were somewhat delicate because of the marriage of their young masters.

Halfway through lunch, another person came on horseback, it was Ruan Mei who went to celebrate the birthday of the beggar gang.

Ruan Mei entered the inn, nodded to both Hao and Evil, and went to the shopkeeper to ask questions.

"Is Master Mo Xuanying here?"

"Yes, Tianzi No. [-] room, the gentleman sent medicine to take care of the seriously ill girl this morning, and he hasn't come out yet."

Ruan Mei breathed a sigh of relief, left a piece of money behind and sat down at Haoqi's table, drank the tea in the cup, the faint dark circles under her eyes couldn't hide the tired look on her face.

Yue Nonghen raised his hand and filled another cup, "How's the matter with the beggar gang?"

"The uncontrolled one-knife flow was completely wiped out. I also succeeded in persuading Mr. Xie Yunliu, and the Guo gang leader already knew about the Zhanluan and agreed to help. Yin Duozhu is currently leading the rest of the beggar gang disciples to Chang'an to lurk."

After taking a breath, she finally calmed down, and the tiredness on Ruan Mei's face dissipated a lot, "I received an urgent letter from Master Mo on the way here, stating that things have changed, and asked me to come and take care of Miss Rongrong as soon as possible. What's the matter?"

No one could answer, and the only one who knew about it was Tianxuan Shadow Dragon.

Knowing that Maomao is resting, it is unavoidable to disturb, Ruan Mei, who is not in a hurry, joins in to replenish energy for emergencies.

It's a pity that today's meal was doomed to twists and turns, leftovers on the table increased, those who ate fast had already put down their chopsticks, and the door of the inn was violently broken open.

With a sound of 'bang', Mu Yu, who was in a panic, didn't even look at the others, and broke open the door of the room where he had slept in late with a sullen face and anxiety, and naturally missed it.

Losing her patience, Mu Yu, who was standing in the aisle, swiped the palm of her hand, causing the guest rooms on the entire floor to shatter crookedly due to the pressure.

The wind under Mu Yu's feet swept past these doors, but he couldn't find the familiar figure, so with a flash of hostility in his eyes, he directly deceived himself into Mo Rongrong's convalescent room and shook him up mercilessly.

"Wake up, where's Mao Mao?"

Mo Rongrong suddenly woke up from the lethargy, the Qixing Longyuan who was tightly clenched in her arms fell to the ground due to excessive movements, and Mu Yu's pupils constricted almost instantly.

Trembling fingers touched the cold scabbard, and the ominous premonition of losing it almost drove him crazy.

Mu Yu ran away, and Mo Rongrong, who finally woke up from the groggy state, gritted her teeth and propped up her limp body, staggered to pick up the Seven Star Dragon Yuan, stumbled and ran out of the room, but slipped on her foot when she went downstairs stairs.

Fortunately, Ruan Mei responded in a timely manner, and hugged the girl upright with her eyes and hands.

Mo Rongrong couldn't take care of her shocking emotions, she coughed continuously, but still yelled loudly.

"Master! Something happened to Master!"

The woman's voice was already high-pitched, but when combined with Mo Rongrong's high-pitched voice, it was truly earth-shattering.

Mu Yu's emotions, which were already worrying about gains and losses, were instantly aroused by this voice, but when he rushed out of the inn, he was stopped by someone.

Crimson women's clothing, enchanting curly hair, and a weird smile that fears that the world will not be chaotic, are just the same.

"Hey, Young Alliance Master, I know where Shaogu Master is now~"

"where is it?"

But the words of inquiry came from behind, and the suppressed neighing of the horse attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Yifeng approached with Chen Yue, who came trotting over, but Fumianyan didn't dare to make trouble in front of the owner of the valley, and said directly, resisting the idea of ​​teasing the mouse.

"You all come with me." Yan Chao Mu Yu smiled kindly, "If the young leader wants to follow, you have to think twice."

"What do you mean?"

From Yan's attitude, it can be seen that Mao Mao is all right, but Yan's provocation deepened his uneasiness.

Unquenchable Yan smiled and jumped a few feet away by stepping on lightness kung fu first, but the sound still came from afar.

"This is a wonder in the world, if you miss this time, maybe there will be no next time."

"Hehe, Master Shaogu is indeed an interesting person."

66

What kind of person Linghu Shang is, you can tell from his sword.

Straightforward without hypocrisy, the sword is pure.

Although the sword has its edge and the stroke has its sharpness, there is still something missing.

Maomao pursed his lips, and saw the problem at a glance.

The sword lacks its heart—is the direction of the heart really the point of the sword?

He holds the gun in one hand, and the tip of the gun with red tassels is shining with red light. Although there is no equestrian cooperation, the superb Tiance marksmanship in one hand is still passed down by Xie Yuan.

The two had already fought for several rounds, and it was considered a warm-up. Maomao swept the long/spear out, and his eyes changed.

"I have to go back before lunch, let's make it quick!"

After speaking, he no longer held back,

The tip of the gun shook, and the red streamer turned into a phantom. Before seeing its trajectory clearly, a golden symphony came out.

The sharp sound of metal scratching was endless, and sparks splashed everywhere. This moment seemed long, but it was actually an instant.

Linghu Shang was suppressed by Maomao's attack, although he reacted quickly, the rhythm was still disrupted by one step.

The difference of a millimeter is a thousand miles away, and a momentary mistake by a master is enough to lose his life.

The tip of the spear stabbed at the inevitable Linghu Shang at a tricky angle, but Linghu Shang suddenly returned to defense but it was already too late.

Su Mansha, who had been watching the battle in a neutral way, couldn't bear it any longer, and stood in front of Linghu Shang as if she were death.

A person's potential is limitless, obviously Linghu Shang felt that his sword was fast enough, but when Su Mansha was about to block a fatal move for him, his sword unexpectedly met the spear point first.

The effect of force is reciprocal, the internal forces of the two parties are agitated, and they both involuntarily take a step back at the same time, and then, the spear/spear in Mao Mao's hand cannot withstand the sudden pressure and collapses.

The splashed wood slag brushed against Su Mansha's face, causing her to grunt, and a long bloodstain snaked down the beautiful right face with an exotic look.

Maomao hurriedly retreated to the side indifferently, and pulled out another red-tasseled spear from the ground that was almost the same as before.

His seven-star Longyuan was placed with Mo Rongrong, and the spears/spears he bought from the store were as fragile as he expected, and he prepared five of them in preparation.

Armed with a beautiful gun, familiar with the subtle changes in the feel, Mao Mao looked at the gun, "Are you still shooting?"

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