small rivers and lakes

Chang Xiangyi looked at him with compassion: "To tell you the truth, not only was I instigated by Ji'er to poison you, I even deserved the Hua Gong Powder he poured into your cup."

"You!" An Guangsha suddenly jumped up and slapped her face.

Chang Xiangyi didn't move.

There was a jingling sound, and the palm hit in front of him was suddenly grabbed by the iron chain, unable to move any further, An Guangsha's face was full of grief and sorrow, and he growled: "Chang Xiangyi, I have treated you well all these years! "

"But I would rather see my child sit on the throne of the leader of the alliance," Chang Xiangyi smiled complacently, rubbing a black pearl ring on his finger, "However, now that I see you so down and out, I don't know what to do." I couldn't help feeling a little pity."

"Since you prepared Huagong Powder, give me the antidote!"

Chang Xiangyi took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, and said calmly: "Even if you recover your martial arts, so what, the leader of the world is already Ji'er, and the hypocrite An Guangsha has already been punished, even if you return to Luoyang, It's nothing more than being imprisoned and killed or being treated as a lunatic."

An Guangxia stared madly at the jade bottle in her palm, his eye sockets almost bursting, he jumped forward in vain, but was pulled back by the iron chain again, and said angrily: "Your mother and son will go to hell!"

"That's why you go first!" Chang Xiangyi flicked her sleeves and slapped him neatly. Her palm was poisoned, and An Guangsha's profile immediately swelled up, with terrifying black spots.

"Not to mention that you slaughtered Heluo Mountain Villa, blamed and abandoned Fenggu, and framed Fengmanlou," Chang Xiangyi's gaze was like a poisoned knife, lingering on his face, "25 years ago, I didn't return. Do you dare to say that the fire on the mountain has nothing to do with you?"

An Guangsha seemed to recall some painful memories, staggered a step, wandered on the ground with trance eyes, and murmured: "I didn't want to kill her... I obviously left her a chance, but why did she go and come back? She went crazy when she saw that lunatic died of exhaustion, she wanted to kill me, and also Chang Fengjun... We had to kill her."

"As expected, you killed elder sister." Chang Xiangyi said softly.

An Guangsha raised his head: "Do you want to avenge her?"

Chang Xiangyi shook his head: "I should hate you to the bone, but you are Ji'er's biological father..."

"Husband and wife for one day, one hundred days of kindness," An Guangsha's eyes flickered, and his voice slowed down, "Madam, I have respected and respected you these years, and I have never let any woman shake your position as the mistress, and only you After giving birth to my child, you should know how I treat you and Ji'er."

"I know," Chang Xiangyi closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Forget it, husband and wife for a day, I can't see you imprisoned here for the rest of your life."

After she finished speaking, she moved her sleeves, and a bright sword light shot out from the dark blue cloak. With a flash of the sword's edge, it cut decisively towards the iron chain like a thunderbolt.

There was only a harsh bang, and sparks flew in an instant.

An Guangsha felt that his limbs were bound loose, and the iron chain was broken into several pieces and fell to the ground. He was stunned in disbelief, and suddenly jumped up, turning around twice, his face trembling, and after a while, he looked up to the sky and laughed Get up: "Haha...hahaha...I'm free...I'm free!"

Chang Xiangyi put the sword back into its sheath, smiled slightly: "Yes, you are free."

An Guangsha's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at her: "Unexpectedly, you are willing to come to save me."

"Hehe," Chang Xiangyi shook his head and gave a wry smile, and said bitterly, "An Guangsha, do you have every suspicion of the people next to your pillow?"

"You..." An Guangsha opened his mouth suspiciously.

Chang Xiangyi sighed: "In these years, it would be a lie to say that there is no resentment. I knew from the very beginning that you never forget your eldest sister. You marry one concubine after another. They either have eyes like elder sisters, or Personality like elder sister...everyone has the shadow of elder sister."

"It's just a vulgar fan, how can it compare to the peerless elegance of Acacia," An Guangsha's voice slowed down, "Although you sisters are not alike, you look very much like her when you make medicine."

"Really?" Chang Xiangyi lowered her head, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned, revealing an extremely cold smile. She raised her head again, threw the jade bottle in her hand, and said calmly, "Leaving this Tomb of Heroes, you What are your next steps?"

An Guangxia grabbed the jade bottle, without even thinking about it, poured out two pills with trembling hands, stuffed them into his mouth, laughed loudly, and clenched his fists: "Of course I want to take back the position of leader!" , Ji'er is spoiled by you, he is really daring to exile his biological father!"

"Stupid!" Chang Xiangyi scolded coldly, "Ji'er was the one who supported me to the throne of the leader of the alliance, how could you pull him down? Now that the entire leader of the alliance has been incorporated by Ji'er, your confidants have been completely purged , you have no one without a horse, I am afraid that you will be killed on the spot before you step into the League President."

Knowing that what she said was true, An Guangsha panted heavily: "No, I still have the tomb of ten thousand ghosts, who said I have no one without horses? I still have thousands of ghosts under my command!"

"What kind of a hero is pretending to be a ghost?" Chang Xiang recalled, "An Guangsha, I have been a husband and wife for many years, I advise you, don't hit a stone with an egg, I let you out, not to make you an enemy of my child, if you are smart, So find a secluded place to spend your old age in peace, don't forget, your incomplete mentality is in danger of going mad at any time."

"Heart..." An Guangsha suddenly remembered the origin of all his disasters, and murmured fanatically in a trance, "Yes, heart...as long as I get the complete and calm heart..."

Chang Xiangyi sneered: "You really look like a lunatic, hehe, I have done my best to you, so you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, she drew back her cloak, turned around, and walked out of the Buddhist hall gracefully. A luxuriously decorated carriage was quietly waiting outside the Tomb of Heroes. She stretched out her hand and walked into the carriage with the help of the maidservant.

The cold spring is expected to be chilly, and it is even colder on the Mang Mountain. A heater is burning in the car, and there is a faint fragrance of medicine.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew outside the car, the maid raised the window curtain and took a look outside, then said softly: "It's An Guangsha, he's heading east."

Chang Xiangyi smiled slightly, sat on a thick and soft fox fur cushion, took a stick to pick the hole on the hand warmer, and there was an undisguised vicious smile from the corner of his eyes: "Doctors are always lovesick, poisons are always lovesick." Xiang Yi... I don't have a good temper like elder sister."

The news of An Guangsha's escape from the Tomb of Heroes was delivered to the inn within half a day, and Zhong Yi looked around: "What do you think?"

Le Qishu sneered: "I think he is stupid. He married a poisoner and kept it at home, and he didn't offer incense three times a day. I'm afraid he won't know how he died until he died."

"Perhaps he really thinks that he is so charming that he can conquer even the poisonous ones," Jin Haixue sneered coquettishly, shaking the wine in the glass, "These stupid men, if they grow a little bit more, they will lose a little bit in their brains." catty."

"..." Zhong Yi and the others all flushed their faces.

Le Wuyou asked suspiciously: "Since Mrs. Chang hates An Guangsha, why didn't she just kill him at the Tomb of Heroes?"

"That old bastard's life was saved by Anji. If she was killed, wouldn't it just increase the gap between mother and child?" Le Qishu said, "Besides, killing his life with a knife will not destroy him bit by bit. belief, the joy of watching him die in despair?"

Jin Luxue nodded: "Killing people is worse than killing people."

After the beginning of spring, the weather became warmer day by day. After the stung, the rain gradually increased. After a rain of apricot blossoms that did not wet the clothes, the grass on the official road was green, and a carriage drove slowly from north to south. Driving slowly, as if not in a hurry, the coachman was humming a little tune, holding a willow branch with three sprouts as a whip in his hand, and whipped it twice in a half day carelessly. The cart was actually pulled by a horse and a donkey.

"Have you gained a lot of weight lately?" Le Wuyou leaned against the wall of the carriage, holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth, shaking his head with the shaking of the carriage.

"Really?" Zhong Yi raised the curtains and looked out, agreeing, "Ah You's eyesight is really outstanding, it seems that she has indeed become plump, it seems that those high-quality forages are not in vain."

Jiubao almost spat out a mouthful of blood, raised the willow branch and lightly shook the donkey's buttocks, and said angrily: "The blind can't see that you're getting fat, maybe you're pregnant."

Zhong Yi and Le Wuyou were stunned together: "What?"

"Hmph, this guy has bullied horses and donkeys in the stables all winter. I don't know how many good horses and donkeys he has ruined," Jiubao complained. "When I left the inn, the shopkeeper almost cried while pulling me."

"Amitabha," Le Wuyou uttered the Buddha's name, looking at the donkey's fat butt with distress, "If she is really pregnant, what should I do? I don't know if it's the bastard of Deng Tuzi, alas, my Great beauty, you really broke my heart."

Zhong Yi said empathetically: "Don't be afraid, when we reach Tianque Mountain, there will be tender grass all over the mountains and plains, no matter what we can afford to support them, orphans and widows..."

Le Qishu, who had been sitting in the car with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and said expressionlessly, "Jiu Bao, please put less salt in cooking, so I can make these two people salty."

Jiubao burst out laughing.

Le Wuyou said: "Mother, you are wrong to say that. Although the heart is a donkey, it is not an ordinary donkey. It has been so long since I returned to the rivers and lakes. It has always been with me. Look, Ah Jue is so jealous, he is willing to admit that he is big, and he is small..."

"...Huh?" Zhong Yi was stunned.

"Son, are you stupid?" Le Qishu looked at him in disbelief, "You have never left, and you didn't realize that it was a jackass?"

Le Wuyou's expression suddenly went blank.

Suddenly there was a slight flying sound in the willow wind blowing on the face, Le Qishu opened the curtain, and a dusty gray pigeon landed on the car window.

Le Wuyou took off the letter box, opened it and glanced at it, surprised: "Aunt Jin said that An Guangsha built a boat and went to sea."

"He's going to Xianming Mountain City." Zhong Yi's eyes darkened slightly, he gritted his molars lightly, and laughed, "I'm really looking for a dead end."

"Let's go too!" Jiubao said urgently, "The little waste tried every means to save his life, but he didn't appreciate it, so we don't have to give the little waste any face!"

Zhong Yi looked at him in surprise: "When did you give Anji face?"

"Didn't we sell him a big face, or else I would have cut that old bastard with my own hands this morning at the Heroic Tomb!"

"Are you trying to save Anji's face?" Zhong Yi said, "Didn't we just let him go temporarily in order to make the kill easier?"

Jiu Bao stared, tongue-tied for a long time, and angrily choked out a sentence: "You are the only one who talks too much!"

Chang Zixuan's injury has basically improved, but his face is still pale, leaning against the corner of the carriage, watching the crowd fighting, he couldn't help laughing slightly.

The carriage was resupplied at the post station, diverted to the coast of the East China Sea, and drove fast for ten days, and came to a pier. A light rain just fell in the early morning, washing away the smell of rotten fish and rotten shrimp, and the cool air was filled with The fresh breath of sea water.

Zhong Yi chartered a large boat, and everyone stepped onto the deck one after another. Jiubao stood on the high bow, looking out, seeing the rising sun slowly rising from the bottom of the sea, sprinkling the entire sea surface with fine golden light, he couldn't help feeling refreshed , murmured: "It's so beautiful!"

"You have never been to Xianming Mountain City." Zhong Yi walked from behind with his hands behind his back, his eyes facing the rising sun, the light was shining brightly, and he smiled, "There are many mountains and beautiful mountains, green mountains and green waters, the sunrise is like fire, and the moon is full of tides." , it is a place that you will remember for a lifetime if you have seen it once."

Jiu Bao grinned: "I also want to see what kind of fairyland can give birth to a pure and clear man like Daddy."

The tide came as expected, the boat was rising, the boatman cut the rope, a wave came, the big boat rushed forward, and then retreated into the vast sea with the tide.

After an unknown amount of time, the horizon has disappeared from the sky, and it seems that there are only blue sea water and snow-white seagulls passing by in the whole world.

After a while, even the seagulls were gone, only the warm sea breeze from the southeast was blowing towards us.The sails on the three-masted ship were raised to the highest level and bulged to the fullest, riding the wind and waves, and the boatman simply let go of the big rudder, leaned lazily on the side of the ship, hummed a little tune and drank wine.

Zhong Yi frowned, and said loudly: "The boatman must not take his guard lightly. Every time the incense burns, he will lower the sail and raise it again."

The boatman looked at him in amazement, and said with a hearty smile, "Master, don't worry too much. It's rare that the south wind blows today, and the sails are fully bulged. We can't waste it. This is called using the wind to make the boat. Look at this boat." It runs light and fast, and the wind direction is not so good at other times."

"It's just after the Waking of Insects, and it's the time when it's warm and cold, and the northwest wind should be blowing. I think the south wind is blowing evil today," Zhong Yi said kindly, "Be careful, you can travel ten thousand years with care." .”

"You boss, why are you so careful?" The boatman took a sip of his wine and smiled nonchalantly, "I have been sailing on this sea for more than ten years. I haven't seen any big wind and waves? It will be fine!"

Zhong Yi wanted to say more, when suddenly a silver light flashed beside him, and a piece of silver flew past his ear, hitting the boatman's mouth impartially.

Le Wuyou's casual voice came from behind: "Stop talking nonsense, the one who pays the money has the final say, the time for a stick of incense is over, set sail and go."

"Oh, it's still this hero who knows everything!" The boatman smiled happily, holding the silver, and immediately got up, beckoning the men to set off the sail.

Zhong Yi turned around and saw Le Wuyou lying lazily basking in the sun on the deck, the breeze blowing his broken hair, revealing his beloved facial features.

Walked over with a smile, sat next to him, glanced at Le Qishu who was not far away, quickly leaned over, pecked at the corner of his eye, and hummed aggrievedly, "Ayou is really not in charge of the family and doesn't know how expensive Chai Migui is, just take it directly." The silver is used as a hidden weapon, you are lucky to hit it on target, if you miss the target and the silver flies into the sea, wouldn’t you feel distressed?"

Le Wuyou played with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Why do I feel bad? My man is the boss of two brothels!"

Zhong Yi's heart almost melted at the sound of my man's call, and she whispered: "If it weren't for so many eyesores, I really want to kiss you."

Le Wuyou glanced to the left and right, and sure enough, he saw a mess of people, all of them were out on the deck for the first time, lying or sitting, basking in the sun, looking at the blue sky and white clouds swimming overhead, it was very novel.

"It turns out that lying on a boat and basking in the sun is such a pleasant feeling," Le Qishu said, squeezed a sword formula with both hands, faced the rising sun above her head, looked at her fingers with a smile, and murmured, "Back then, Xiao Feng My brother really didn't lie."

Zhong Yi asked: "Brother Feng?"

"People in Jianghu call him Feng Qiwu."

"This name is somewhat familiar," Le Wuyou said, "I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Le Qishu looked at Nuan Ri calmly, and said softly, "He is your father."

Le Wuyou sat up and turned to look at her: "What did you say? My father? What kind of person is he? Is he dead? How did he die? How old was I at that time... I... I dreamed Yes!" He suddenly turned his head to look at Zhong Yi, "Ah Jue, do you remember that I told you that I had a dream about a fire, and there was a man who was as handsome as a monster, and he fought bloody... Is it a dagger... Zhihuang?"

"Remember." Zhong Yi nodded with a smile, feeling the surroundings became colder, took off his white cloak, put it on his shoulders, and said softly, "I still remember, you said that there was a heavy rain after the fire , a woman in red flew over and found a baby under a tree."

"That baby is you," Le Qishu said. "I have hesitated countless times whether to tell you the truth, but unexpectedly, you have already dreamed about it. Maybe this is a predestined relationship."

Le Wuyou is naturally free and easy, even when he mentions such a major event as his life experience, he doesn't feel any bitterness at all, and grimaces at Le Qishu with a smile: "I really am not your biological son, no wonder you love Zixuan even more, hmph, in the future Go be his mother, I'll call you Aunt Le, no one can persuade you!"

"Why did it involve me?" Chang Zixuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Aunt Le loves you even more."

Le Qishu was obviously more free and easy than Le Wuyou, taking his words like farting, and continued: "You look like your father, but your personality is more like your mother. You always meet a stinky man and fall in love with him." Like Gu, he didn't care about anything, and ran away with people shamelessly."

Zhong Yi blinked and blinked: "That doesn't sound like a compliment to me."

"That stinky man is worse than you," Le Qishu pursed her lips and smiled, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, showing a rare look of a little girl, and said angrily, "You still run a brothel anyway, although you can't get on the stage, but It can be regarded as promising, but that little brother Feng has nothing but a handsome face and amazing martial arts, oh, no, he also has unique trouble-making skills."

"You better stop boasting, you are boasting like scolding." Le Wuyou said, "Look at you, Ah Jue is almost crying because of your boasting."

Le Qishu let out a chuckle: "28 years ago, Brother Feng broke through the big waves in a small boat and came to the Central Plains. He said he was looking for his younger brother, but he met Chang Xiangsi, your mother."

Chang Zixuan murmured: "It's my eldest aunt. I've heard that my eldest aunt is known as a 'superior doctor' since I was a child. She once had a marriage contract with An Guangsha, but unfortunately died young."

"Lies," Le Qishu said, "The lovesick girl didn't die, but eloped with Brother Feng, and the two wandered the rivers and lakes together, looking for his younger brother. Living in Fengfeng Valley, these two people probably didn't choose the right time to reincarnate, the five elements were lacking in blessings, and within a few days of their good days, they were ransacked by bandits and both died in battle."

"How can a mere mountain bandit defeat two people with high martial arts skills?" Le Wuyou raised his voice and called out.

Zhong Yi said calmly: "If the mountain bandits are also martial arts practitioners, they will be able to defeat them."

"That's right," Le Qishu said, "The fire destroyed all traces, but I saw the word 'An' on the tree where you hid."

"Is it An Guangsha?"

Le Qishu looked at the dark and turbulent sea: "Your mother wrote it on the tree with a sword in desperation. She knew she was doomed, so she desperately left a clue," she sneered, "It can't just be a look I have gone to An Guangsha, so I have to write a word to commemorate me when I am dying."

However, no one could laugh, as if they felt the sorrow of everyone, the sky gradually became dark, black clouds rolled in, swept in from the northwest, the warm southeast wind was pushed back, and the calm sea turned upside down just now. Create muddy waves.

Sitting in the howling black wind, Le Qishu smiled sinisterly and said, "An Guangsha couldn't ask for Chang Xiangsan, and deeply hated Feng Qiwu's pain of taking his wife, so he killed him."

Le Wuyou almost trembled all over: "A thousand cuts is not enough to atone for his crime!"

"There's going to be a big wave," the boatman looked at the sky, lowered all the sails with a splash, and shouted, "Master, come to the cabin soon."

As soon as the words fell, a wave suddenly rushed onto the deck, and it was about to engulf everyone. However, everyone was a master of lightness kung fu, and with a flash of various clothes, several figures had already shown their abilities and charged into the cabin. There was no trace of mercury. Get on your body.

The northwest wind brought severe cold, the temperature on the sea dropped sharply, and the cold wind howled. The boatman warmed up everyone with his own brewed wine. Several people sat around the table and drank it. It doesn't lose its flavor either.

Le Qishu bit her wine glass, her eyes shone strangely in the dim cabin: "I took Wuyou out of the mountain of no return, and found that he was full of high fever, which wouldn't go away for three days, and if he continued to burn, his life might be in danger, so I took Wuyou with me." He went to Qinggu to seek medical treatment, and the old man in Qinggu discovered that he had Feng Qiwu and Chang Xiangsi's life-long internal strength in his body."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

Zhong Yi said anxiously: "Then the golden needle on his head..."

"It was nailed in at that time." Le Qishu touched the back of Le Wuyou's head, and smiled bitterly, "The two of them only wanted to pass on their skills to the child before they died, but they didn't expect that the baby is so young. The meridians and roots have not yet established a foundation, how can they withstand such advanced martial arts? Therefore, the old man Qinggu sealed two golden needles into the chakras to suppress the surging internal force, but it also made Ayou doomed to mediocre martial arts in this life. They are all a little slower than others.”

"Ah..." Le Wuyou murmured, "There is a reason why I am not good at martial arts, but now I feel that my internal energy is very full."

Le Qishu said: "When you forced your way into the Longmen Jiange and Ah Jue led you into the maze, the golden needle on your head was already loose. Although I sealed it back, it is far from the tyrannical internal force of old man Qinggu. So that when Ah Jue brought you back from the hot spring villa, the two golden needles were completely lost, and the internal force could no longer be suppressed, so you were unconscious for so long."

"So that's how it is." Le Wuyou looked at his palms, his eyes flickered, his brows were smiling, but the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, and he murmured softly, "I have the martial arts of my parents..."

Zhong Yi said softly: "They are guarding you. Whenever you are in a dangerous situation, the internal force they keep in your body will gushes out, turning danger into good fortune and turning danger into life."

"Yes." Le Wuyou's thick eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled down.

Le Qishu smiled and wiped away the tears on his face: "Good boy, you are their most cherished treasure, and they have never left you."

A few people were talking, when suddenly the big boat shook violently, and the wine glasses on the table rolled to the ground, everyone quickly stabilized their figures, and looked up to the outside of the cabin.

The thick black clouds seemed to have reached the top of the boat, and suddenly a thunderbolt broke through the thick clouds like a sword light. A moment later, a thunderclap exploded above the head, and then, torrential rain poured down.

The sea wave seemed like a fierce beast that could be easily provoked, suddenly boiled up, and the strong wind rolled up a huge wave, majesticly hitting the big ship.

The hull collided heavily with the huge waves, and while shaking violently, there was only a creepy crack of the mast, and three tall masts snapped at waist level, and smashed down toward the cabin with a whistling sound.

Seeing that the cabin was about to be smashed, Zhong Yi leaped out, clapped his palms together, and the surging wind gushed out, pushing the two masts against the wind and falling into the strong wind and waves.

The other mast fell straight down, Le Wuyou jumped up, swung his palm, and knocked down the mast.

Suddenly a huge wave came up, like an evil spirit that had escaped from hell, opened its mouth wide, and swept Zhong Yi into the wave with one gulp.

"Ah Jue!!!" Le Wuyou's eye sockets burst in an instant, and he flew over suddenly, and was about to rush into the waves, but saw another huge wave coming towards him.

The turbid and ferocious waves exploded violently, a figure in white broke through the waves, grasping the chain on the broken mast in his palm, like a flood dragon, he flew back to the deck vigorously, hugged Le Wuyou, and let go. Chains, rushed into the cabin.

Le Wuyou experienced extreme pain and joy in an instant, tears spewed out uncontrollably, and she held onto Zhong Yi tightly: "You're fine! Great, you're fine! You're really fine!"

Zhong Yi's face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He threw Le Wuyou to the ground suddenly, leaned over, grabbed his skirt, and yelled viciously: "Are you crazy? Do you want to jump into the sea?"

"I..." Le Wuyou was frightened by his ferocious expression, "I thought you were swept away by the waves, I want to save you..."

"Do you know how terrifying that wave is?" Zhong Yi said angrily, "If you even get swept away, you will definitely die if you jump off!"

Le Wuyou suddenly raised his voice: "So what?"

"You're going to die, you know that?"

"So what if you die?" Le Wuyou turned tit-for-tat, turned to him forcefully, and growled, "I'd rather die with you than watch you die!"

Zhong Yi's chattering mouth suddenly fell silent, his pale lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word. He stared at him for a while, then turned his head abruptly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Le Wuyou was surprised: "How are you, did you hurt your internal organs?"

"It's okay." Zhong Yi wiped away the blood on the corner of his lips, replied dully, and wanted to scold him a few more words, when suddenly a huge wave came, the cabin shook violently, and the two of them rolled together.

Le Wuyou stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly, clasped his fingers with one hand, and lost his strong internal strength.

The sea storm raged for two full hours. The boatman stood firmly on the bow of the boat with his legs spread apart, his muscular arms clasped the rudder, and he just controlled the big boat and rushed out of the turbulent waves.

After the catastrophe, the rest of the people were drenched, and fine pieces of thin ice formed on their outer robes.

After the heavy rain, a warm sun emerged from behind the clouds, and a huge rainbow hung on the sea.

Le Wuyou changed into clean clothes, put on a heavy cloak, and walked out of the cabin with a bowl of ginger soup: "Ah Jue, drink another bowl to warm your body."

Zhong Yi turned a deaf ear and stood on the deck at the stern with his hands behind his back, admiring the rainbow with his head raised and his expression arrogant.

Le Wuyou followed his gaze, and murmured in his heart: This rainbow is really beautiful, but he has been looking at it for half an hour, can he really see the flowers coming?

"Ah Jue," he called again, "Drink a bowl, I'm afraid the cold has already invaded your body just now, drink more to force out the cold."

Zhong Yi turned a deaf ear, still appreciating the rainbow persistently: Well, red orange yellow green blue blue purple, seven colors, not bad.

Seeing that this guy was determined to lose his temper, Le Wuyou smiled slightly, stood beside him, looked up and admired together for a while, then suddenly tilted his head, and pecked him on the face.

Zhong Yi choked for breath, his ears turned a little red, but he still refused to pay attention to him.

Le Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly, she leaned closer, got very close, looked up into his eyes, and then kissed his lips.

Zhong Yi trembled all over, subconsciously wanted to kiss back, just opened his mouth, suddenly remembered that he was still taking Joe, and forcibly restrained the urge to kiss back.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, Le Wuyou's tongue rushed in.

Microwaves swayed on the sea surface, and the broken ship that survived the catastrophe swayed with the waves. The bodies of the two people standing at the stern could not help shaking slightly. There was a bang sound, and the porcelain bowl fell on the deck, and the ginger soup was splashed all over the floor. I don't know, hugging and kissing each other tightly.

In the cabin not far away, a jug of turbid wine was gurgling on the stove, and Le Qishu was sitting beside her in a big fur cloak, squinting her eyes slightly as she smelled the acrid smell of wine, and the old god said: "Xiao Jiubao, You hang out with Ah Jue all day, you must not have read many books, come, aunt will teach you a word."

Jiubao huddled in the cloak in fear of the cold, and asked curiously, "What word?"

"Bow fights stern and."

"Pfft..." Chang Zixuan laughed while sitting at the side with his eyes closed.

Suddenly there was a commotion from the other side of the cabin, and Le Qishu raised her voice: "Boater, what happened?"

"Old...Old Madam!" The boatman said nervously, "It seems that there are some dead people floating in front of you."

Everyone was startled, and hurried to the bow of the boat, and sure enough, they saw a few floating corpses floating by on the sea not far away, their clothes vaguely looked like people from the Central Plains.

Zhong Yi came over, took a look, and said in a deep voice: "Since they are civilians in distress, we can't just ignore them when we see them, salvage them, and find a place to bury them safely after landing."

"Yes."

Several men took out long bamboo poles with hooks, and when the big boat passed by, they rescued several floating corpses. The boatman suddenly exclaimed: "It's still alive!"

"Hurry up and save people!" Zhong Yi strode over, only glanced at him, and was suddenly taken aback, screaming, "Anji! Xie Qingwei! Why are you?"

The few people were probably seriously injured. The boatman and his men pressed their abdomens hard to force out the accumulated water in the abdomen. It took a full incense stick of time before they gradually woke up.

Xie Qingwei's crown was lost in the wind and waves, and her wet silver hair fell on her face. She was so pale and haggard that she didn't look like a human being. After seeing her savior, she smiled wryly: "Buddha of Infinite Life...you actually saved me."

"We didn't want to save you either," Le Wuyou said lazily, "but we've already caught them, and we can't throw them back for you."

"What's the point of throwing it back? It's as if I went to the Ching Ming appointment in advance."

Le Wuyou suddenly burst into anger: "Are you courting death? Well, since you are hurrying to court death, then I will grant you!" He rolled up his sleeves and was about to throw him into the sea.

"Quiet your anger, be good, calm your anger," Zhong Yi hurriedly stopped him, and persuaded him gently, "I have agreed on Qingming, and it will not be called Qingming for a moment sooner or later. Besides, what if he dies in a place thousands of miles away from Tianque Mountain?" On the vast ocean, where is there a function of paying homage to Brother Kaiyang."

Le Wuyou was full of suffocation, broke away from him, walked back to the cabin, poured out the stale wine that Le Qishu had just warmed, drank three cups in a row, until Le Qishu stared.

While talking, Anji also woke up leisurely, coughing out the seawater that was choking in his chest and lungs, and after a long while, he realized that the face on his head seemed to be that fake girl from the bastard Zhong Yi's family who killed thousands of knives.

He asked blankly, "Jiubao, why are you dead too?"

"Damn your grandfather!" Jiubao said angrily, "Are you so stupid that you don't even know whether you are dead or alive? It's a waste of everyone's effort to catch you. I think you should throw it back into the sea. You will choke on the water." Silly."

Anji blinked, and said depressedly: "Did you hang out with the bastard Zhong Yi for too long, why do you talk so much?"

"Throw it back into the sea!" Jiubao made a decisive decision.

"Don't make trouble," Zhong Yi said, and asked the boatman to bring the boiled ginger soup and share it with everyone, asking, "Did something happen to your boat?"

After Anji drank the hot ginger soup, his pale face turned red. Hearing this, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It was smooth sailing when we went out to sea, but unexpectedly, a northwest wind blew up and disrupted the ship's channel. But the sail could not be lowered, and then the wind blew up, and the ship was..."

After listening to it, the boatman sighed, and said to Zhong Yi: "Boss, I really convinced you. If you hadn't forced me to lower the sail every half incense stick time, we would have ended up in the same way."

Zhong Yi said: "At this season, the northwest wind should blow, but today the southeast wind is very strong. The winds from both sides are pushed together on the sea, and there will be storms and waves. One piece, it will be difficult to lower the sails."

Anji looked at him in surprise: "You even know this!"

Zhong Yi smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He rubbed Anji's wet hair: "I was born and raised in the sea, how could I not know this."

"Why can't I understand?" Anji asked suspiciously, "What is born in the sea and grew up in the sea? Where are you from?"

Zhong Yi looked into his eyes and said lightly, "Xianming Mountain City."

Anji sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes widened in astonishment, and then he heard Zhong Yi's hollow and terrifying voice coming slowly: "I am the son of Zhongli Mingyue, the sixth generation lord of Xianming Mountain City. I saw it with my own eyes 17 years ago. When my mother was skinned and boned, tortured to death."

"No..." Anji suddenly remembered the confession letter on Jiubao's back, let out a terrific scream, covered his mouth suddenly, and trembled uncontrollably.