small rivers and lakes

After sending away all the children outside the door, Zhong Yi looked at Granny Zanhua: "Do you know the owner of Mingqi Manor?"

"I know all the beauties in the rivers and lakes," Granny Hairpin said triumphantly, "Buzuijiufang Jinluxue, Chang's Shuangjue, Yanmen Awan, Haizhou Dragon Girl... not only know them, but also touch them all! "

Is this something to be proud of?Zhong Yi looked at her speechlessly, and thought: "Where is Le Qishu in the red dress and snow sword? Aunt Le's martial arts experience is unique in martial arts, and mother-in-law doesn't know her?"

Grandma Hairpin paused for a moment, then said with a straight face: "Of course I know, I just didn't remember it for a while."

Zhong Yi's eyes flickered, and he murmured: "So that's how it is..."

"Cough cough," Granny Hairpin cleared her throat, staggered back to sit in the teacher's chair by the window, and said calmly, "Ming Qi once went to sea with An Guangsha to practice, and brought back a man named Qiong Lang."

"A man from Xianming Mountain City?"

"That's right, the old man once had a relationship with Qiong Lang, and it was amazing."

Zhong Yi smiled slightly, and raised his eyebrows with a confident smile: "The female talents in Xianming Mountain City, the appearance of men, and the appearance of immortals, which one is not Zhilan Yushu and Lanye Yaolin?"

Granny Hairpin gave him a sideways look with no expression on her face.

Zhong Yi immediately shut up honestly.

Granny Hairpin continued: "Ming Qi and Qiong Lang had a son after they got married, named Ming Yue Guang. The family of three was happy and harmonious, but Qiong Lang was not happy."

"Anyone who exterminates the clan will not be really happy," Zhong Yi sneered, "What's more, since Ming Qi went to sea with An Guangsha, he is also an accomplice in the slaughter of Xianming Mountain City. Qiong Lang should hate her."

"As time went by, Mingqi became more affectionate towards Qionglang, and regretted the crimes he committed at the beginning," said Granny Zanhua. "She bathed and burned incense, repented in front of the gods, and wrote "Luntai Fuguishu", ready to Announce it to the world, apologize with death, and return justice to Xianming Mountain City."

"Luntai Fuguishu? How did mother-in-law know about this?"

Hairpin Flower Granny: "Ming Qi once wrote to Le Qishu, intending to take care of her orphans, but before she could make the trip, a massacre happened, and Luntai's crimes disappeared without a trace."

Zhong Yi pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "Grandma's words are both inside and outside, and there seems to be something else."

The hairpin flower mother-in-law smiled, and wiped the corners of her lips unconsciously with her fingers painted on the bright red Kodan: "Ayou, that child is stupid and simple, but you are a smart person. I believe you will know why the Heluo Villa was destroyed when you think about it."

"I already understand," Zhong Yi said with an indifferent smile on his lips, "It's better for the dead to keep secrets. Now that I think about it, the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain was not so much about chasing after the evil of the Devil's Valley, but Le Wuyou. It's fun to kill and kill people." He turned his head, looked at Le Wuyou who was lying motionless on the bed, and said lightly, "I have pity on my Ayou..."

Granny Hairpin frowned and looked at his side face, and found that this man had phoenix eyes and smiling eyes, with a natural look of joy, but when he was not smiling, his eyes were indifferent, like a battlefield under the moon, a barren and desolate place.

He snorted: "Ayou is Ayou, what is your Ayou, did he sell it to you?"

Zhong Yi was surprised: "Huh?"

After finishing a cup of tea, the hairpin lady walked out with a crutch.

Zhong Yi thought about it for a while, and thought that women really have a needle in their hearts, regardless of age, it's good, how can you get angry when you are angry?

Although Ah You didn't sell it to me, he married me!

The old lady walked swiftly, and disappeared outside the door in an instant. Zhong Yi's heart moved, she turned sideways, and looked out through the window lattice. Sure enough, she saw Granny Zanhua walking quickly to the well, suddenly lowered her head, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

——Every time he healed Ah You, he would vomit blood. This senior seemed to have a serious internal injury.

Grandma Hairpin scooped up a spoonful of cold water and rinsed her mouth, stood up slowly, and staggered towards her bedroom on a faucet crutch.

Zhong Yi withdrew his gaze, walked back to the bed with heavy steps, sat on the edge of the bed, tucked the corner of the quilt for Le Wuyou, brushed his fingers over his smooth cheeks, and sighed slightly.

Jiubao carried An Ji away, although Zhong Yi originally said to find a place to bury him, but he couldn't really just dig a hole for Leader An Shao, so he had to carry him to the bedroom and put him on the bed.

He followed Zhong Yi since he was a child, and was raised to have a naughty temperament and a slick tongue. At this time, seeing the young leader who used to show off his power was lit like a piece of wood, he couldn't help being in a good mood. I'm trash."

Anji didn't know why, and looked at her in surprise.

Jiubao put away her smile, raised her hand and slapped him lightly on the face: "I told you to scold me!"

He didn't use any strength in his hands, this slap was not like revenge, it was more like molesting, but Anji's eyes widened suddenly, never expecting that this little maidservant would dare to disrespect him, he felt ashamed and humiliated immediately.

"You are trash! My martial arts are much better than yours! Hmph!" Jiubao cursed, standing in front of the bed, looking down at him, suddenly found that the leader of the Young Alliance had red lips, white teeth, and a high-spirited look. He was a very handsome boy Lang touched his chin thoughtfully and said, "I didn't expect you to look pretty good. Why did I always think you were ugly before? Oh, I must blame you for being too domineering. You are a bastard who likes you when you open your mouth and shut your mouth. Isn't the name of big brother a taboo?" Can you say it? Humph!"

An Ji stared at him fiercely, if sight could kill, Jiu Bao would have been torn to pieces by now.

"What are you staring at? Believe it or not, I gouged your eyes?" Jiu Bao hummed, and after playing for a long time, he suddenly laughed again, "But your eyes are so beautiful, so I don't want to go digging them, and your face is pretty, too. It’s like a red apple, which makes people want to take a bite.”

Relying on Anji's inability to speak, he provoked more and more wantonly: "Just like you, do you still want to be the leader of the martial arts in the future? Haha, the group of wolf-like hall masters and villa masters below will not eat you one by one! Hey, don't stare so wide, it will make people want to bully you," he leaned over, quickly wiped oil on his face with his fingers, and said foolishly, "Young master is not a gentleman!"

Anji blushed suddenly, both ashamed and angry, wishing to jump up and beat her hard, his lungs were about to explode with anger.

Jiubao humiliated him severely, lifted the light skirt, turned around gracefully, and said with a brisk smile: "You just lie here, if you are really angry, just cry a lot, maybe your leader Dad will bring thousands of troops to rescue you." After speaking, he walked briskly out of the bedroom.

Anji's eye sockets almost burst, staring fixedly at her tall back, feeling ashamed and aggrieved, the corners of his eyes turned red.He stared until her skirt disappeared outside the door, then retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, activated his inner strength, and focused on opening the acupoints.

Fortunately, the strength of Zhong Yi's acupoints was not heavy, and within half a stick of incense, Anji suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the bed, and rushed towards the stove like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on without stopping.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the stove, a sweet aroma of fermented rice came to his face. A candle was lit on the stove, and the dim yellow light of a bean illuminated the square inch of the place. Jiubao was sitting in front of the stove with his legs crossed. Drowsy, suddenly heard a clear voice shouting from behind: "The witch! Sue die!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, he had no time to think, turned around quickly, picked up the fire stick and blocked in front of him.

There was a muffled sound, and soot splashed everywhere.

Holding the scabbard in his hand, Anji hit the fire stick hard.

When the sword wind came, the wick trembled violently, and the candlelight flickered suddenly, casting two figures facing each other on the dark wall, shaking slightly with the beating of the tongue of flame.

Anji has practiced Ziwei swordsmanship since he was a child. Although the long sword is not out of its sheath, its momentum has not diminished.

However, Jiubao blocked Ruhong's attack with just a fire stick.

The two refused to give in to each other, and their weapons clashed, each of them used their milking energy.

Jiubao raised his eyes, and bumped into Anji's eyes abruptly. Seeing a strong refusal to admit defeat in his clear eyes, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, smiled evilly, raised his breath suddenly, and pushed over hard.

Anji was pushed back a step, but he refused to give up easily. He recited a heart formula silently, circulated his internal strength, and pressed back magnificently.

Jiu Bao felt a rush of internal force, suddenly pulled back the fire stick, and stabbed straight at his handsome face.

Anji quickly turned sideways, and swiped the fire stick across his face, leaving a streak of black charcoal on his fair cheeks.

Jiubao missed a blow, but he didn't care, and laughed loudly.

Anji was ashamed and angry, holding the scabbard as if he was holding a real sword, filled with true energy, and slashed down fiercely, the power of the sword was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and the strong wind caused the hair of both of them to fly stand up.

There is no way to avoid it in the cramped kitchen. Seeing that Jiubao was about to be split in half head-on, she twisted her waist suddenly, and like a nimble rabbit, she jumped onto the stove, jumped into it, and broke through the narrow window. Out of the kitchen.

Anji only felt his eyes flicker, and the skirt flicked across his face quickly. When he looked closely, the person had disappeared outside the window, so he turned around and chased after him with his sword.

As soon as I left the kitchen, I felt the moon was as cool as water. Jiubao was standing under a osmanthus tree, bathed in clear light. She was tall and tall, like a orchid and jade tree. She was tearing a broken window grille from the pearl flower in her hair. Seeing him chasing after him, Suddenly, with a wave of his finger, the thin window grilles shot towards him like a hidden weapon.

It was too late to say it, Anji was short, but still couldn't dodge it, he felt a shock on the top of his head, the red window grille was inserted into the big braid at the top, as if wearing a paper flower, it was so red and pleasing.

Jiu Bao said with a smile: "Master, there is a sentence that I have been holding back for a long time, and today I finally have the courage to say it."

Anji instinctively felt that she would not say anything good, but subconsciously asked, "What?"

Jiubao laughed loudly: "Your martial arts are really bad!"

"You!" Anji was furious, and shouted angrily, "You witch! Do you think your martial arts are so good? Let's see how this young master kills your prestige!" He swung his scabbard and attacked past.

Hearing the sudden rain-like fighting sound from the courtyard, Zhong Yi looked out of the window and saw the faint moonlight shining in the courtyard, as if the ground was covered with clear frost, and two figures flitted and shuttled between the clear frost on the ground , are all young figure, thin waist coquettish.

Jiubao was trained by him alone, and his martial arts are naturally not bad, but Anji was not completely suppressed by him. His saber was broken, so he only used the scabbard to fight. There was no clutter in the room.

——The young leader's disposition is surprisingly firm.

Zhong Yi stood in the darkness behind the window, his eyes were deep.

The two people in the courtyard fought for more than two hours, and the courtyard of the hairpin flower mother-in-law was beaten into a mess, which can be called a real mess-flowers and trees withered, and buckets were overturned.

Just now, Jiubao was playing tricks, and was chased by Anji. She jumped over the well platform, suddenly picked up the bucket, and smashed it head-on.

Anji was caught off guard, and turned to avoid the bucket, but was poured head-on by the spilled well water. At this moment, his face was glistening, and his whole body was soaked like a drowned chicken. There was a water mark, reflecting the clear light of the stars and the moon above the head, as if standing among the shining stars.

But still refused to admit defeat, panting heavily, staring stubbornly at the past.

Jiubao was already exhausted, so he simply sat down on the well platform. He was not much better than Anji, who was so full of revenge after being poured with half a bucket of well water, he picked up another full bucket and threw it at him. .

The coldness of the autumn water is nothing, martial arts practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, but when a bucket of water is poured on his head, his skirt immediately becomes wet and wraps around his body, outlining his waist and the posture of a crane. mantis shape.

Anji stared blankly at her chest.

Jiubao made a nasty voice: "What are you looking at, Deng Tuzi!"

Anji blushed, and quickly turned his face away: "Don't look at evil! Don't look at evil! Innocent... Bah!" He suddenly turned his face and shouted, "You witch, why call me a disciple? ? There is nothing to watch!"

Jiubao breathed out: "You still look at it if you haven't looked at it?"

"Young Master, I don't care to see it at all... It turns out that you not only have a manly voice, but also have a very strong figure..." Anji sneered triumphantly, "Any woman who burns fire in the Tianxia League is much more beautiful than you! "

"Look at you so stupid!" Jiubao rubbed his fire and thought: Who wants to be more beautiful than your wife who burns fire?He twisted the hem of the skirt, feeling that it was uncomfortable to be drenched on his body, so he simply took off his outer robe and threw it on the well platform, and walked into the kitchen wearing only a silk dress.

"You ran away?" Anji followed him at every step, stepped into the kitchen together, and shouted provocatively, "If you can't argue with me, I'm going to be ruined... Hey, what's on your back?"

The candlelight was flickering, illuminating Jiubao's wet back, and the white silk clothes seemed to be transparent after being wet, revealing his ivory-white skin and the densely packed small black characters on the skin.

Jiubao's back stiffened, and she twisted her body quickly, and rushed out of the door as quickly as a fleeing rabbit, rushed back to the well platform, and pulled up the wet clothes and draped them on her body.

Anji had no time to think, and immediately chased after him: "Don't run! What the hell is it?"

"Go away!" Jiubao raised her long legs and kicked him fiercely in the face.

Anji dodged, dodged the sharp kick, and raised his hand to grab the wet clothes on his body.

Jiubao's figure was flexible, she stood up and leaped forward, slipping past under his hand.

Feeling the wet cloth brushing against his fingertips, Anji subconsciously grabbed it hard, and tightly held his calf: "What is on your back?"

"Is it up to you? Trash, let go!" Jiubao yelled sharply, turned over with a kite in the air, and kicked it fiercely with the other leg curling up in a gust of wind.

As soon as Anji hid, he suddenly felt light in his hands, as if a gust of wind had blown away, leaving only shoes and socks in his hands. Looking up, he saw Jiubao's slender body, straight as if thrown into the forest by swallows. plunged into the bedroom.

Startled, with suspicion on his face: What is that, a tattoo?But it seems to be all words, which is really strange. I have only heard of heroes with tattoos all over their backs, but I have never heard of anyone tattooing the entire article.

Don't do any sorcery, right?

hateful!

His heart stopped, he ran after her, kicked open the door, and shouted: "Demon girl, be honest..."

A white foot came into view, Anji suddenly lost his voice, and turned around quickly: "Do not look at evil! Do not look at evil! Indecent..."

Before he finished speaking, a roar erupted from behind: "You're fucking courting death!"

Anji's eyes widened suddenly, and before he could turn around, he was kicked on the butt, and he flew out of the bedroom and fell heavily on the ground.

The door shut with a bang.

Anji clutched his nose and got up, muttering that he had never seen such a tough woman before, so he shouldn't pay attention to seeing no evil, and gave the other party a chance to attack him in vain, isn't it just to take a look at her feet, which is not good-looking , a pair of big feet is simply more than a man... Wait.

The startled glimpse just now appeared in his mind, and a trace of doubt filled his heart. He raised his eyes to look at the closed door, and thought to himself: Is this young master dazzled? Why does this little lady only have four toes on her left foot...