The Reborn Liar Is Hard to Defend

The chirping appearance is the most warm.

However, he was so stubborn that he refused to take a step into the house.

In retrospect, perhaps the worst thing I did was not to lie to Xiaorong for ten years.Instead, he was left alone in the snow last night.

In the blind search, I found the golden lock first.

When I gave it to Xiao Rong, I said to him: "In this world, there are only two locks like this. One for you and one for me."

Heh, he must have taken this as a lie again.If it is really a lie, why should I tell him the truth in person.

My name is engraved on the back of the gold lock.I carved it with my own hands, and now it is filled with fine snow.The fingers are drawing the lines, and it's not really erasing the snow from the engraved characters, but the temperature of the fingertips makes it melt into water.

Xiaorong's body was buried deep in the snow.His brows were tightly furrowed, and there were still some glittering and translucent ice stains on his face.I bowed my head and kissed.is salty.

Regardless of Yan Zheng's dissuasion, I carried Xiao Rong back to the house.He was very afraid of the cold, I remember.It must be hard to stay in the snow for so long.What a little fool he is!

Yan Zheng came forward, wanting to take Xiao Rong from me.I glared at him.Xiaorong felt at ease only when I hugged him personally.

"Palace Master, please mourn." The five guardians said in unison.They knelt neatly, but no one dared to look up at me.Since I won the first place in the martial arts competition, none of them dare to look me in the eyes and speak, except Yan Zheng.

I ignored them, Gu Zi hugged Xiaorong and walked into our room.

In the room, there were four stoves.Xiaorong couldn't do without this thing in winter.But I prefer the way he hugs me involuntarily at night to keep warm.

I hugged him and sat in the middle of the fire.The warm heat made him feel less stiff to the touch, and I counted his lashes.There are snowflakes on it, and the roots are distinct.For a long time, I haven't looked at him so carefully.

I wiped the golden lock clean and put it around his neck again.The one engraved with Xiao Rong's name is also hanging on my chest.I think, if Xiaorong goes elsewhere, he can keep it with him.

Finally, Xiaorong's limbs softened, but his hand also left my embrace, slipped down and fell to the ground.

I panicked and called Yan Zheng.

I said to him: "Move to the northern cold land."

Although each of the five guardians had their own reasons, I didn't listen to a single one.In the end, I took Xiao Rong to the north alone.

I heard that there are ice caves in the north that do not melt all year round.Xiaorong is there and can stay with me longer.

The author has something to say: Moxuan’s perspective, No.1

In fact, it’s a side story that has little to do with being reborn~ A girl said she wanted to read it, so I wrote it... But... why is the tone so... I run away with the lid of the pot... (In other words, I’ve been a deserter too many times o(>﹏<)o)

And ~Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone~~~ Eating round moon cakes and enjoying the chrysanthemums~ What a wonderful thing~~~

42

Chapter 42, Chapter 41...

Rong Cangshuo was pacing up and down in the hall: The little bastard ran away without saying a word, it has been two or three days, and there is still no sign of him.Could it be that he escaped marriage?

Frightened by his own thoughts, Rong Cangshuo quickly shook his head: If you are naughty, you will be naughty, the little bastard is not so ignorant of the overall situation.

Just as he was comforting himself, a person stumbled in at the door.At first glance, it's not just the little bastard.Rong Cangshuo hurriedly hugged the livid-faced distraught man, "What's the matter? You're so listless?"

"Father, it's all right. There are still a few invitations that haven't been delivered, right? I'll deliver them." After speaking, Rong Xingjie had to stand up straight again, reaching for an invitation on the table.

Rong Cangshuo grabbed his hand: "Little brat, tell Dad the truth. Are you still thinking about your little brother Mo Xuan?"

Rong Xingjie avoided his father's sight and smiled: "What are you talking about? In a few days, I have to call him brother!"

It's a lie to say that you don't worry about the little bastard's appearance.In the end, Rong Cangshuo took him with him to Yanliu Village to deliver the last invitation.

I just hope that Liu Zhiqiu, who has lost his son, will not feel hurt.

This was Rong Xingjie's first visit to Yanliu Village.In comparison, Yanliu Village is much smaller than Fanjiazhuang, but the scenery is more tranquil and elegant.There are not many houses, small courtyards and square terraces are intertwined. Rong Xingjie walked among them and felt that he could relax a lot by taking a deep breath.

The butler took them to a pond.Liu Zhiqiu was sitting in the corridor, leaning against the pillars to sprinkle some food for the fish in the pond.

Rong Cangshuo smiled: "You are very interested. Anyway, we are so far away that we are guests, so you don't entertain me."

Liu Zhiqiu raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "You guys are here. It's not like you don't know that my martial arts have been abandoned for so many years. If I don't do some idle things every day, life is hard." After finishing speaking, he let out a long sigh.

Rong Cangshuo gave a sneer, but couldn't answer for a moment.

Liu Zhiqiu put down the work in his hands, turned to Rong Xingjie and looked around: "Xingjie has grown so big. That's right, I haven't been to your place for several years. How are you doing?"

Rong Cangshuo winked at Rong Xingjie, and Rong Xingjie took out the invitation.Rong Cangshuo said: "In two days, I will arrange a marriage for the little bastard. If you are free, come."

"Well, I'll go." Liu Zhiqiu said, turning his eyes to the water again, "Xing Jie, your Uncle Liu has a few words with you alone."

Rong Xingjie nodded, and Rong Cangshuo pushed behind him: "I'll go over there to taste the new tea made by your Uncle Liu."

Rong Xingjie also sat on the corridor.As soon as I lowered my head, I saw the fish in the water scrambling to come out of the water, swallowing the fish food floating on the water.

"Xing Jie, you must not let a third person know what Uncle Liu will tell you next."

Hearing Liu Zhiqiu's seriousness, Rong Xingjie also pursed his lips and nodded.

"Mingyue, this kid..." Raised his head, Rong Xingjie suddenly tensed up all over his body: No, the matter between him and Mu Niansheng must have been discovered... But, how long has it been...

Liu Zhiqiu didn't notice his strangeness, but continued to speak slowly: "At the beginning, I actually lied to everyone. Mingyue was plotted by the Yesha killer, and was stabbed at Jiuwei point. However, Mingyue was originally a brother Fetus, his body was extremely weak when he was a child, and when I treated him, I forcibly reversed his meridians. Therefore, that sword did not kill him."

Rong Xingjie was shocked when he heard that, and he could only ask: "Then Mingyue is still alive?"

Liu Zhiqiu nodded: "I hid everyone and held a funeral for him. I just hope he can live a few more years. But these years... Xingjie, can you help Uncle Liu persuade him?"

Rong Xingjie agreed.Under the leadership of Liu Zhiqiu, he arrived at the door of a hut in the deepest part of Yanliu Village.In front of the house, bamboos form a screen, emerald green like jade, and even the shadow cast by it has a verdant aura.However, Rong Xingjie felt an inexplicable sadness.

Knock on the door, and there is a reply from the room.It was Liu Mingyue's voice in memory.Rong Xingjie pushed the door open and entered.

Liu Mingyue sat at the table, closed her eyes, and lay half of her body on the table.Rong Xingjie moved a chair to the side by himself, and sat down too: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," Liu Mingyue's closed corners of his eyes curled up, as if he was very happy, "I'm thinking, the way he sings is so beautiful."

"Ming Yue, read to him..." Rong Xingjie bit his lips, swallowed the words, and changed his tone, "It would be great to survive. Don't think about him anymore, don't make your father worry!"

Liu Mingyue opened his eyes, and eagerly grasped Rong Xingjie's hand with both hands: "Brother Xingjie, I haven't told you yet. The first time I saw the reading and singing, I fell in love with him." ” As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the wide area of ​​the room, and continued: “At that time, he was short, and he was like… like… like this on the stage!”

Along with muttering to himself, Liu Mingyue imitated Mu Niansheng and made a few movements.Although they look similar, they can't express the charm of Mu Niansheng.When Mu Niansheng sang, he didn't have such a strong sadness.Seeing Liu Mingyue doing these things, Rong Xingjie felt that no matter how big his heart was, he couldn't hold his tears.

Liu Mingyue suddenly approached Rong Xingjie again: "Brother Xingjie, you don't know. At that time, when Niansheng walked up to me with a flat gong, I was very nervous. Later, Niansheng told me that he also I'm extremely nervous. Brother Xingjie, do you think we are destined for each other?"

Liu Mingyue talked to himself, and put on a posture again.This time I sang the words from "Drunk Concubine Yang".There is no melody of silk and bamboo, just a thin voice singing the thin words.When singing "It's like Chang'e going down the Nine Layers", Liu Mingyue suddenly became silent, sat on the ground absent-mindedly, and smiled: "I will forget about it later."

Rong Xingjie stepped forward to help him up: "If you forget it, forget it. Mingyue, two days later, it will be my big day, come on."

Liu Mingyue met his eyes, and happily agreed with the corners of her eyes bent: "Okay!"

When he came out of the hut and found Liu Zhiqiu, he was alone in the room looking at the portrait.Rong Xingjie approached, and found that the woman in the portrait looked very familiar. "Who is this……"

Liu Zhiqiu came back to his senses, and smiled awkwardly: "It's Mingyue's mother."

Rong Xingjie thought about it carefully, and it was true that the eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Liu Mingyue: "Then where is she now?" Knowing that she shouldn't ask so abruptly, she still couldn't help being curious.

Liu Zhiqiuhe didn't blame him, but said: "She married someone else. I don't know about the rest."

In this life, Rong Xingjie has seen too many insincere marriages.Fan Yulin and Gu Cheying were like this, and Fan Moxuan's parents were like this. No way, Liu Mingyue's parents couldn't be together either.And two days later, he also stepped into the ranks of such people.

The house has already been arranged lively, and the windows and doors are all plastered with festive "囍" characters.The quilt made of bright red silk was hung high on the lintel, reflecting Rong Cangshuo's face glowing red.

Rong Cangshuo took down the spirit card of his wife who hadn't moved for several years, carefully wiped the dust off it, and muttered: "Little bastard, we little bastards are going to marry a wife, are you happy? When you were pregnant with little bunny, we always quarreled over the name of the girl. You always said that the name of the girl should be watery, but I think that the girl likes the little rabbit. Now, the boy also calls me little Little bastard, he's getting married every time he calls! When the little girl from the Fan family gets married, I'll call her little bastard too."

The guy who was fiddling around couldn't listen anymore, so he added: "Master Rong, don't really say it out loud! You bastard, that's not a nice thing to say!"

Rong Cangshuo glared at him: "What do you know! The little bastard is so happy to be called by me! Ordinary people, I don't call him that!"

Gongs and suonas rang all the way, and Rong Xingjie, with a big red flower hanging on his chest, rode to Fanjiazhuang, picked up the sedan chair carrying Fan Yiru, and came back the same way with gongs and drums.

The bodyguard bureau was already overcrowded, and all kinds of people from all walks of life gathered together.Rong Xingjie sat on a tall horse and looked inside, but he didn't see Fan Moxuan.

He will not come.Rong Xingjie thought so, and got off the horse.However, what was the loss in my heart?

After worshiping heaven and earth, the bride was sent to the bridal chamber, and Rong Xingjie had to stay behind to toast.When he reached the third table, he was already a little drunk.But not drunk.He felt that he saw Fan Moxuan looking at him indifferently on the wall of the yard.

The noisy courtyard suddenly fell silent, and five people dressed in the same attire came in at the door, three of them were men and two of them were women.The Yan Zheng and Yan Ling he knew were among them.

"Aren't these the five guardians of Fenchi Palace? It's rare for them to appear at the same time!" The people around them whispered to each other, but Rong Xingjie could hear them clearly.

It turned out that they were the five guardians of Fenchi Palace.From left to right, they should be Yanhua, Yanmiao, Yanling, Yanxian and Yanzheng.Rong Xingjie couldn't help but take a few more glances at Yan Miao, she was indeed a fairy-like beauty.Fan Moxuan really has a way, such a woman is willing to serve him.

Yanhua is obviously the head of the five guardians.He took two steps forward, and said in a loud voice: "The five guardians of Fenchi Palace, with a pair of Ye Mingzhu, a pair of Yuruyi, and a statue of Avalokitesvara in red gold, Congratulations to the young shopkeeper of the Shimen Bodyguard Bureau for their happy marriage."

Rong Xingjie suddenly felt that his eyes were sour from the smell of alcohol, and asked, "Where is your palace master? Is he...won't come?"

Yanhua replied: "The congratulatory gift was personally prepared by the Palace Master. He has something to do and he can't come, so he has to drag us here."

Rong Xingjie smiled inwardly: Mo Xuan really still cares about his cousin.You know, there is nothing in the world that can make the five guardians of the Fenchi Palace dispatched at the same time.

He gave them a hug and said, "Thank you. Everyone, stay here and wait for me to toast you."

The five people who had already turned around stopped again, Yan Hua turned around and said: "The Palace Master asked me to take the word, Shopkeeper Rong Shao should drink less alcohol, don't get drunk and ruin the night's business."

The author has something to say: By the way, Mo Xuan, who has a dark belly, is really calm enough to give gifts!By the way, the congratulatory speech that Yanhua said, who did Xiaorong tie the knot with?Oh, I don’t understand, I don’t understand~（←_←）

43

Chapters 43 and 42 (completed)...

After toasting twenty tables of wine, Rong Cangshuo came up to support Rong Xingjie: "Little brat, you're drunk. Hurry up and go to the bridal chamber."

Rong Xingjie shook his heavy head: "Father, I'm not drunk. I haven't toasted Mo Xuan yet!"

Rong Cangshuo played tricks on the buddy and asked Rong Xingjie to go down.

Rong Xingjie fell into unconsciousness as soon as he landed on the bed.Fan Yiru had already lifted the red hijab by herself, and was sitting at the table eating various fruits, such as red dates, longan and peanuts, making crunching noises.

Hearing Rong Xingjie's sleep soundly, Fan Yiru jumped to the side of the bed a few times and began to push him in, muttering: "Why is it so heavy! Sleep in it! I don't have a place to sleep. Already!"

Pushing and shoving, Rong Xingjie woke up a little more.Wei Wei opened her eyes and saw the person in front of her clearly: "What are you doing? Stop torturing me, go to sleep!"

"Get up quickly! Otherwise, I'll chop you with a crescent knife!" Fan Yiru said angrily.

Rong Xingjie got up groggyly, went to the side to wash his face with cold water.Turning around, Fan Yiru had already nestled on the bed in addition to the big red wedding gown.

"I said, are you really going to share the bed with me?" Rong Xingjie said with some headaches.

"Otherwise you slept on the floor?" Fan Yiru blinked, "Put the candle out!"

Rong Xingjie walked over, and the bamboo stick extinguished the candle.The room was suddenly dark.

There was a gust of wind coming from the window, Rong Xingjie couldn't hear it clearly.Shoulders shrank, Rong Xingjie wanted to walk back to the bed quickly, but bumped into someone.

"It's pitch black, why are you down again?" Rong Xingjie asked.

Fan Yiru's voice still came from the bed: "Who's gone down! Why are you moving so slowly?"

Rong Xingjie quickly took a step back, but the person he bumped into walked forward.

"Mo...Mo Xuan?" The voice was so small that only he could hear it.

The man responded, and immediately, something soft touched his lips.

"Don't do this... I'm already married." Rong Xingjie pushed his body that was imprisoned.

However, Fan Moxuan held his tongue in his mouth without any explanation, and after some pressure, it loosened.But before Rong Xingjie could catch his breath, he was carried out of the window.

The strength of the wine came up, and my whole body was so weak that I couldn't use any strength.What's more, Fan Moxuan's arms are very warm.Rong Xingjie hooked his neck, and rubbed himself into his arms.

There were endless rumors along the way, and when he felt his back touch the bed again, he was already in the Burning Palace.

The bed under him was covered with bright red sheets and quilts.Turning his head, he saw red candles, red window grilles, and Fan Moxuan in a red wedding robe.

"Mo Xuan, do you think I'm dreaming? I'm obviously married to your cousin, why are you here?"

Fan Moxuan pressed a kiss on his eyelids: "You remember wrongly. Today, we are getting married."

Rong Xing Jie smiled, and put his arms around Fan Moxuan.

"Mo Xuan, you must not know that I have been looking forward to the current scene since my last life." When Rong Xingjie said these words, Fan Moxuan had already taken off his clothes.The delicate kisses fell on the naked chest, as if to dye every inch of skin bright red.

Fan Moxuan's fingers danced on Rong Xingjie's jade pillar like plucking the strings of a piano.Every tiny movement can affect the emotions of the whole body.Rong Xingjie felt as if he was a puppet controlled by strings, dancing under Fan Moxuan's body.

It's not the hands and feet that dance, it's the mood.

Every breath is like the most pious singing.Rong Xingjie crawled under Fan Moxuan's body, fully opening himself up.

I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, so my legs are spread apart, and I don't feel pain.

When Fan Moxuan's fingers spread into the breast, Rong Xingjie turned his head and kissed Fan Moxuan.The entanglement of extreme desire and desire, the body fluid of mutual favor, tasted in the mouth, it is unspeakably sweet.

Curling the joints of his fingers, Fan Moxuan patiently expanded inside Rong Xingjie's body.Although it is not the first time to explore this forbidden area, but the feeling in my heart is the same as the first time, it is unconcealable tension and excitement.

"Xiao Rong, you haven't called me tonight." Leaning into Rong Xingjie's ear, Fan Moxuan's voice was full of temptation.

Rong Xingjie's face was flushed, he gasped for breath, and barely managed to say a word: "Who said he never barked! I've barked several times, ah—"

Fan Moxuan's fingertips poked fiercely at a certain point, interrupting Rong Xingjie's words: "It's not my name, it's another name."

"Is... is it a lady?" Rong Xingjie raised the corners of his eyes, coupled with slightly drunk eyebrows and slightly parted lips, he was indescribably beautiful.

Fan Moxuan smiled, and kissed him delicately at the corners of his eyes, up to his earlobe, and up to his neck: "Can't the current posture of the two of us explain who is the wife and who is the husband?"

Rong Xingjie glared at him again, but fell back on the bed weakly because of being touched.

Fan Moxuan turned him over: "Kneeling all the time, does your knee hurt?"

Rong Xingjie shook his head and hid his face under the quilt.Fan Moxuan chuckled, and used his other hand to trace the texture of his body, and the number of fingers that penetrated into the body increased from one to three.

Press lightly with your fingertips to scratch the most sensitive point.Soon, Rong Xingjie's towering jade pillar trembled a few times, spitting out thick juice.

Feeling the fingers in the body pull away, and another, bigger burning heat sticks up.Rong Xingjie couldn't help but flinched back.In the room illuminated by the fire of red candles, I saw the object, which was frighteningly large.

"Moxuan...wait...wait for it to be smaller?" Rong Xingjie took a peek and said timidly.

Fan Moxuan lowered his head and sucked his lips, tossing and turning.When entering, Rong Xingjie visibly froze.Fan Moxuan traced his lips, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's fine. Be good, hug me."

Fan Moxuan's words were like spells, Rong Xingjie was really relieved, and put his arms around his back.

□The feeling of being stretched is not uncomfortable, but feeling Fan Moxuan's beating in his body gives him a wonderful sense of satisfaction.

The rapid rhythm and movement made the two of them collide continuously, and the obscene and profligate sounds stimulated the ears, dyeing the naked and exposed skin bright red.When Fan Moxuan stood up, Rong Xingjie tightened his hands.At that moment, he felt that it was more beautiful than a dream.

However, the dream finally woke up.The price of extreme indulgence is a sour lower body, and endless troubles and worries.

Fan Moxuan rolled onto him, covering him from the slightly dazzling sunlight, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly: "Does it still hurt?"

Rong Xingjie shook his head: "I should go back. I disturbed you last night." After finishing speaking, he was about to get up.

Fan Moxuan stopped him: "Don't you understand what I mean? You want to go back? Do you really think that you and Fan Yiru are married?"

The three consecutive questions left Rong Xingjie speechless.He avoided Fan Moxuan's eyes: "I just left last night, my wife will be anxious."

Fan Moxuan narrowed his eyes, still trapped him between his body and the bed: "If you are worried about this, then I can say that I touched her sleeping point before I left last night. But, I really don't like your treatment of her. That title."

Rong Xingjie murmured in his heart: Is it possible that if you don't like it, the facts can be erased?However, Fan Moxuan's appearance now made him afraid to speak out.

Fan Moxuan chuckled again, sat up and dressed: "Are you satisfied with the congratulatory gift you sent yesterday? It took Yanhua and the others a lot of effort to find the same size pair of Ye Mingzhu."

Rong Xingjie lowered his eyes: "Really? Then I will thank you on behalf of my wife."

Fan Moxuan turned his head suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and Rong Xingjie shrank back under the quilt again.But Fan Moxuan narrowed his eyes again, and smiled softly: "They didn't say that they gave you and Fan Yiru the congratulatory gifts. The congratulatory gifts sent by the five guardians of Fenchi Palace will naturally be given to the owner of Fenchi Palace, don't you think so? What's more, didn't your father happily accept it?"

"Mo Xuan, it's really meaningless for you to play these tricks. I'm going back." Rong Xingjie bit his lower lip and said.

"Yeah, it's really boring." Fan Moxuan's voice was suddenly cold, "I won't stop you if you want to go back. But if you really dare to leave, I can't guarantee that nothing will happen to Fan Yiru." After finishing speaking In a word, Fan Moxuan left the room.

Rong Xingjie gritted his teeth to take care of himself.Of course he couldn't wear the wedding dress last night, but fortunately Fan Moxuan had already prepared a set of clothes for him in the room.

Along the way, he also used lightness kung fu like last night, but I don't know if it was because he was injured or because Fan Moxuan's kung fu was too high for him, the distance he covered in a short time in memory was especially long when he went back alone.

When he returned to the Escort, Rong Cangshuo was pacing back and forth in front of his room.Seeing Rong Xingjie, he was obviously taken aback for a moment: "Why aren't you in the room? I said I haven't come up to see you yet!"

Rong Xingjie said: "My stomach is full, I'm back from the toilet. I'll call... Yiru to get up."

Pushing the door open and entering the room, and after confirming that father was no longer at the door, he went to relieve Fan Yiru's sleeping point.

Fan Yiru rubbed her eyes and yawned: "I slept really well last night!"

"Get up, it's time to serve tea to my father."

When serving tea, Rong Cangshuo held the tablet of Rong Xingjie's mother again.After taking the tea from Fan Yiru, Rong Cangshuo said to her with a cheerful smile, "Little bastard, hurry up and give birth to a little fat baby!"

Fan Yiru didn't understand for a while, she looked back at Rong Xingjie with wide eyes in puzzlement.Rong Xingjie quickly took over the conversation: "Father, how can you talk like that. I know it in my heart."

He took a look at himself.Seeing his father talking happily with Fan Yiru, Rong Xingjie sighed inwardly.That's actually pretty good, isn't it?

The author has something to say: This is the real marriage!

The background can't comment now o(>﹏<)o

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Chapter 44, Chapter 43...

Rong Xingjie was lost in thought, Rong Cangshuo smiled, and suddenly froze his face again: "Little bastard, I have something to tell you."

Rong Xingjie came back to his senses, looked at his father's serious face, and nodded.

Rong Cangshuo said: "I have been in charge of this shopkeeper for more than ten years. Now that you are married, I will leave it to you."

Before Rong Xingjie could react for a while, Fan Yiru said cheerfully: "This is asking Mr. Xiang to be the shopkeeper? Then am I also half the shopkeeper?"

Rong Cangshuo nodded in agreement.

"Father, it's not good. My shopkeeper can't do it...and you don't have anything to do?" Rong Xingjie frowned, trying to redeem Rong Cangshuo's decision.

Unexpectedly, Rong Cangshuo didn't listen to his persuasion at all, and waved his hand directly: "That's the matter. I'll pass on the "Rong Family Knife Manual" to you tomorrow. After you practice, you can improve your martial arts again." step."

Facing Rong Cangshuo's stubbornness, Rong Xingjie had no choice but to agree.But when he thought of his poor martial arts, he felt depressed for no reason: Dad is really bold, just handing over an escort agency to him, who is not good at martial arts.

Fan Yiru was very excited about this so-called "half shopkeeper".When she returned to the house, she pulled Rong Xingjie to ask questions.Rong Xingjie was annoyed by her question, so he simply took the Soul Shadow Knife and went to the yard to play.

There is no knife technique, just waving at will.There was a tight breath in his chest, and he felt aggrieved if he didn't let it out.Fan Yiru was very excited, and also took out her crescent knife, and was about to compete with him.

Strange to say, Rong Xingjie didn't think about any moves at all this time, but the knife swung smoothly, and he didn't care about Fan Yiru at all.

Fan Yiru was annoyed, so she used her own knife to touch Rong Xingjie's, insisting on fighting him a few times.

Seeing that the two knives were about to collide, Rong Xingjie reacted and quickly withdrew his internal energy.

Only after this retraction did he suddenly realize that all his internal energy was channeled through the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin when he swung the saber.It was the day when he met a bandit in the forest, Fan Moxuan taught him the inner strength and mentality.

Fan Yiru didn't know what he was thinking at all, and jumped up to him a few times: "Hey, don't you think our sword skills are very similar? Or, let's make a double sword. Send darts later, When others heard that it was us, they all hid away!"

Rong Xingjie was perfunctory in his heart, so he asked casually: "What two swords?"

Fan Yiru tilted her head and rolled her eyes: "Male and female swords! Wow, this name is so imposing!"

"It's up to you." Rong Xingjie said, and put on his posture again, "Aren't you going to compete with me? Come on. Be careful, don't let me get hurt!"

Fan Yiru thrust the saber into the ground viciously, and laughed with akimbo: "Let the horse come here! I'm not afraid of you!" With a hook of his foot, the crescent saber flew out of the soil and circled in the air. It fell into her hands impartially.

Rong Xingjie was eager to win, and he also plunged his knife into the ground.But if he used his feet to hook him, he couldn't reach the chicness of Fan Yiru.

Fan Yiru put away the knife kindly, walked to him and said, "Well, watch it." With another light hook with his foot, the Soul Shadow Knife fell firmly into her hand.

Rong Xingjie, who was watching from the side, suddenly frowned: "Did you use your internal strength when you hooked your feet?"

"Of course I need to use it! Walk the Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin." Fan Yiru replied indifferently.

"Foot Taiyin Spleen Meridian." Rong Xingjie muttered in his heart for a moment, and he naturally thought of what Fan Moxuan told him earlier that the meridian on his hand was the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin.Among them, is there any connection?

You know, since Rong Xingjie started learning martial arts, no one has ever told him that the internal force should flow along the meridians.But now both of them have talked about this, and because of this, it is obvious that all aspects are much smoother.

Rong Xingjie asked again: "Then which channel is the internal force in your hand going?"

"It's not sure." Fan Yiru frowned, as if thinking seriously.Just when Rong Xingjie was about to deny his guess, Fan Yiru said again: "But for ordinary moves, the lung meridian of hand Taiyin can't be wrong."

Sure enough?

Rong Xingjie squeezed out a smile and thanked her.Fan Yiru grinned: "Thank you! Try again soon. See if you can hook the knife."

Rong Xingjie successfully hooked the knife, although he hadn't been able to make the knife spin in the air, but he was able to catch it firmly.

The two competed for thirty moves.Rong Xingjie found that Fan Yiru's moves were more or less familiar to him, and he naturally used suppressing moves, which were easily dispelled.But when she made an offensive move, Fan Yiru seemed to want to fight her head-on, and met her with a knife.If you want to touch it with two knives, you will feel that your internal organs are shaken.

Could it be that Mo Xuan really didn't lie to himself, that it was really a problem with his own martial arts?

Rong Xingjie couldn't help having such a guess in his mind, and shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of such thoughts.Now, he has nothing to do with Fan Moxuan.

Business soon came to the escort agency.Rong Xingjie was the shopkeeper for the first time, and he was still a little nervous when he was discussing darts with someone in the front hall.

This person is Yin Huaiyu, the newly appointed leader of the Changle Gang. His appearance is so ordinary that Rong Xingjie can't even tell his approximate age.He wanted Shimen to send a box of ingots to the Changle Gang headquarters in Sichuan.

It is well known that the road to Shu is extremely difficult.Therefore, Rong Xingjie wanted to use this to ask for more darts.

Yin Huaiyu thought for a while, and agreed to give him an extra 50 taels of darts.But correspondingly, if the bodyguard suffered losses on the way, Shimen's compensation would also need to increase by a certain amount.

After negotiating the details, Rong Xingjie can be regarded as talking about the first escort trip since he became the shopkeeper of Shimen.

Now Zou Tong was expelled from Shimen by Rongcangshuo, and Rongcangshuo wanted to enjoy the happiness, so naturally the dart delivery fell on Rong Xingjie himself.

Fan Yiru was overjoyed when she heard the news.Although her mother was also born in a bodyguard bureau, she had never been able to send a bodyguard!

Quickly packing her luggage, Fan Yiru yelled, "The male and female swords are coming out of the mountain!"

Rong Cangshuo thought for a while, and it was not enough to leave only his butler and a buddy in the escort agency.So he went to find Zou Tong again, and the escort agency took care of him a little bit.Anyway, Rong Cangshuo knew about Zou Tong's temperament, so he naturally blamed him for what happened before.

Since Zou Tong was evicted by Rongcangshuo, he only rented a one-story house across the street.But now that Zou Tong came back, he was no longer Rongcangshuo's apprentice, but an ordinary bodyguard.

Rong Xingjie and Fan Yiru packed their luggage and set out on the road.They seldom walked in the direction of central Sichuan, so Rong Xingjie was a little worried along the way.However, because Fan Yiru came out for the first time, she was chattering along the way, and every time she landed, she announced that they were male and female swordsmen.It was because she was afraid that others would not know her posture.

While resting in an inn, an old Jianghu fritter deliberately made things difficult for Fan Yiru, and then she said: "Male and female swords? I have been in the world for so many years, have I never heard of such a character?"

Fan Yiru was still waiting to say more, Rong Xingjie hurried forward to take up the conversation: "This hero is laughing at me. I can't wait for the nameless rat, and I have made myself a name. My wife doesn't know the rules, so don't blame me."

Fan Yiru was so angry with his self-proclaimed "nameless rat", she snorted and sat down to eat.Everyone else in the inn smiled knowingly, thinking that this young couple was just joking around.

However, the dart delivery journey was not safe because of his worries.Near the Burning Palace, a group of men in black sprang out from the woods.

Fan Yiru's sharp eyes saw the embroidery on the corner of the leader's clothes, and she shouted, "Brother Yanzheng, it's me!"

However, the group of people who were originally hiding in the trees and bushes suddenly launched an offensive after hearing Fan Yiru's call.

When Rong Xingjie heard Fan Yiru's words, he only regarded them as his own, so he relaxed his vigilance.This time the opponent suddenly attacked, and they were caught off guard by this group of men in black.

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he drew out his knife and blocked the move of the person in front of him. Rong Xingjie hurriedly said to Fan Yiru who was still desperately saying hello: "I'm afraid it was someone else pretending to be. Make a move!"

Fan Yiru hurriedly took out her crescent knife.However, it was too late, the tip of the sword of another man in black had already reached her eyebrows.

When Rong Xingjie was in a hurry, he pushed Fan Yiru aside without hesitation, and took advantage of the momentum to meet him with his own blade.

However, if he uses other methods, he may not be at a disadvantage.However, Rong Xingjie's internal strength is relatively weak these days, and Rong Xingjie is still worrying about the so-called method of transporting internal strength.The opponent's internal force severely shattered his tiger's mouth.

Fan Yiru, who came back to her senses, yelled out in shock, and slashed fiercely.Fortunately, this person moved quickly, only one sleeve was cut off.Otherwise, it would be his entire arm that fell off.

Fan Yiru quickened her attack, swiped a few times, and pushed away the black cloth covering the man's face.

This time, Fan Yiru was stunned, Rong Xingjie who could no longer hold the knife was stunned, and the man in black was also stunned.

"Brother Yanzheng, really