The Reborn Liar Is Hard to Defend

Speaking of food, Rong Xingjie's stomach growled again in a timely manner.When he was discouraged, he sat down on the ground and grabbed the grass roots fiercely.Every fallen leaf was cut in half, the force on the blade should not be too strong to shatter the leaves, but also not too small to allow the leaves to crack along the lines.How long will it take to cut all the fallen leaves?

What's more, since last night, I have eaten a steamed bun!

Rong Xingjie listlessly dragged his Poying knife to the backyard.When I arrived and saw it, I was shocked: Good guy, there is a pile of leaves under the tree that have been split according to Rongcangshuo's request!

He looked left and right, but there was no one in sight.Who is helping me?Is it senior brother, or... Mo Xuan?

Thinking that the steamed buns were delivered by Mo Xuan last night, he confirmed his last guess.But I also thought of Fan Moxuan's expression at that time... Rong Xingjie shrugged his shoulders, picked up a whole leaf and threw it into the air, cut it in half with a sharp knife, and put the two halves in the previous pile .

The boring movements were repeated, Rong Xingjie gradually felt that he was exhausted and dizzy, and he didn't even notice that Fan Moxuan was coming.

Fan Moxuan stood aside and watched his movements for a while, and said: "Use your internal force to stir up several leaves at the same time, overlapping them back and forth, and you can cut them all with one knife."

Rong Xingjie looked back at him in a daze, said "Oh", and wanted to follow his method.Fan Moxuan lightly held down his knife, and handed over the steamed buns: "I didn't dare to take more, you should eat first."

Rong Xingjie stared at the steamed bun eagerly, then rushed forward and stuffed it into his mouth, before he could take a bite, tears flowed out.

"Don't worry, eat slowly." Fan Moxuan's voice was soft and soft, and it rang in his ears, like a breeze in the forest. He wanted to pursue it, but it disappeared.

"Mo Xuan," Rong Xingjie chewed on the steamed buns, his words became even more slurred, "I won't make you angry again next time. If my father agrees, I'll go with you!"

That's right, follow Mo Xuan like in the previous life.He will go wherever he goes, as long as... as long as Shimen is fine!

Fan Moxuan chuckled lightly: "Where are you going with me? Outside, it's not as comfortable as at home."

Rong Xingjie lowered his head again.Chewing steamed buns squeezed out a dimple on the side of the cheek.

Fan Moxuan stretched out his index finger and scratched the dimple: "Do you want me to help you cut the leaves?"

Rong Xingjie wiped his mouth: "No need, I can do it myself!"

In the afternoon, Zou Tong was ordered by Rong Cangshuo to go to the town to buy some daily necessities.When he came back, he was stopped by Fan Moxuan in the alley leading to the main entrance of Shimen.

Zou Tong took a step back, thought for a while, and said, "Master Fan."

Fan Moxuan walked up two steps sullenly: "Have you delivered a letter to my uncle?"

"Master Fan was just joking. The farthest thing I want to buy is the fabric shop, and it takes a cup of tea. Since I went out, it only takes a little more than two cups of tea when I come back. I want to really go to Fanjiazhuang. It's too late."

Fan Moxuan sneered: "You are quite accurate. Could it be that you even forgot that you know kung fu? What did you tell uncle?"

Zou Tong freed one hand, and slowly moved the hilt of the saber: "Master Fan, Second Master Fan said, he didn't tell you that I was the one who sent to Shimen. You... I may not be able to beat you, but, I won't back down."

"Haha!" Fan Moxuan suddenly leaned against the wall comfortably, "I guess, you changed the numbers in the account book you gave to my uncle. Do you think I'm right?"

"How do you know?" Zou Tong opened his eyes wide in surprise, then realized that he was acting too obviously, and frowned and pursed his lips.

Fan Moxuan didn't answer his words, but said: "I'm sure that's all. Remember, you are not allowed to do anything that hurts Xiao Rong."

"You...really with Junior Brother..." A sentence started, but Zou Tong couldn't continue with the rest.

"It's not your turn." After Fan Moxuan finished speaking, he turned over and entered the backyard of Shimen again.

Zou Tong straightened his clothes, put away his sword, and walked towards the main entrance.

In a few days it will be Mid-Autumn Festival again.Rong Xingjie's kung fu has improved a lot because of chopping leaves for a day.Taking advantage of Mo Xuan's birthday, Rong Xingjie took him to the streets during the day.Watching it for my father at home, I can't play it happily, and I still feel panicked in my heart.

From afar, Rong Xingjie saw a kneader's stall at a glance.The old man was sitting facing the street, but he concentrated on squeezing the dough in his hand like a loud noise.After a while, a brash man with a beard and beard came out.

Rong Xingjie was so excited when he saw it, he wanted the old man to make one like Fan Moxuan, and bought it for him.

But before he could say anything, he heard a strange and not very friendly voice: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Fan from Fanjiazhuang? My little girl is lucky to see you today!"

Looking back, the object of entry was a tall Jianghu woman, all in bright red, even the two strings of tassels hanging from the bun were also bright red.It's just that her bright red lips made Rong Xing get pimples all over her body.

"It turned out to be Xie Hong, the former leader of the Yufeng Gang. I don't know what advice I can give you?" Fan Moxuan responded to her words, and the indifference and disdain in his words was something Rong Xingjie had never seen before.

"Ask me? If it weren't for you, my Yufeng Gang would be so torn apart!" Xie Hong immediately yelled in the street regardless of her appearance, "You have no father, I, Xie Hong, won't give up so easily! "

Now Rong Xingjie understood what Fan Moxuan meant by the "former Yufeng Gang".Could it be that the Yufeng Gang was destroyed because of Mo Xuan?

Turning his eyes to Fan Moxuan, he found that his face was quite cold.Come to think of it, Xie Hong's sentence "no father to support" just now made him feel uncomfortable.Um!It's very uncomfortable!Rong Xingjie was sure of it himself.

Fan Moxuan said again: "I'll leave you a life, are you going to take it?"

Xie Hong shouted sharply: "I will avenge my disciples now!" After saying that, he pulled out a soft whip with barbs densely covered on the side, which emitted a faint blue light under the sun.

"Mo Xuan, get out of the way!" Rong Xingjie shouted anxiously.But the originally bustling street was instantly empty, and even the old man who kneaded dough was gone.

However, Fan Moxuan did not retreat at all, but stood in front of Rong Xingjie without any trace: "Let's start."

Xie Hong whipped him directly.The barbed whip was like a spirit snake, wandering around Fan Moxuan's body.However, they couldn't touch him anyway.As for Fan Moxuan, he always stood where he was, as if the person attacked by the whip was not himself.With just a few flicks of the hand, he can swing the long whip to a place where he can't hurt himself at a critical moment.

"You have the ability to make moves! Always dodge, it's not the act of a hero!" Then Xie Hong gradually lost her strength, knowing that it was not an option to keep entanglement like this, so she spoke aggressively.

Fan Moxuan tilted his head, as if thinking: "Indeed, it's time to end." After speaking, his figure flashed, and he had already bullied Xie Hong.

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Chapter 36, Chapter 36...

Xie Hong was shocked, and immediately wanted to hide back.You must know that if the person who uses the long whip lets the opponent get close, there will be no room for recovery.

And how could Fan Moxuan allow her to run away again, directly stabbing her eyes with two palms, and slashing at the back of her neck with the other palm like a knife from behind.Using the two moves at the same time, Xie Hong dodged a palm at most.

Seeing that his two fingers were about to poke into Xie Hong's eye socket, Fan Moxuan's momentum of advancing with his two fingers suddenly stopped, but his whole body moved towards her back, slashing fiercely with his knife hand.Watching her fall to the ground, he patted her back again. "Don't get my hands dirty."

Rong Xingjie hurried forward to check whether Fan Moxuan was injured.

Fan Moxuan grabbed his groping hand: "Let's go back. The interviewer will talk about it next time."

Rong Xingjie looked at him blankly and nodded.

The two returned to Shimen, only to find that the atmosphere was not at all the harmony that Mid-Autumn Festival should have.Rather... a little dull.

Rong Xingjie stepped in first: "Uncle Zhang, I'm back." Call Uncle Zhang first, if something happens, Uncle Zhang can come and tell himself first.

Sure enough, Uncle Zhang stopped them in front of the front hall door: "Your Uncle Liu is here again. But...you should be careful when you go in."

Fan Moxuan realized that something was wrong, and asked, "Hero Liu came alone? Where is Liu Mingyue?"

Zhang Bo just shook his head.

Fan Moxuan walked inside calmly, and found that Rong Xingjie hadn't followed, so he turned his head and saw that he was still standing there blankly: "What's wrong?"

Rong Xingjie came back to his senses: "Let's... let's go in..."

It turned out that Liu Mingyue offended Mr. Zhu in order to save Mu Niansheng before, and gave his name when he stabbed him.And this young master Zhu really went to Yesha and paid for Liu Mingyue's life.

When he went in and saw Liu Zhiqiu, his eyes were already dim, and his whole body lost his previous spirit.

"Uncle Liu..." Rong Xingjie called softly, and walked lightly to his side, "It's okay, let's protect Brother Ming together."

Unexpectedly, Liu Zhiqiu covered his forehead with his hand when he heard it: "It's useless, it's too late."

too late……

Rong Xingjie felt a sudden gouging out in his heart.Although it's been a year, he only played with Liu Mingyue for three or two days.But……

I only heard Liu Zhiqiu continue to speak slowly: "If he told me about this, I would try my best to prevent it. But in just one night, the next morning, he was in a pool of blood. There was a diamond-shaped sword wound on his chest... this child , why is it so...so..."

Rong Xingjie bit his lower lip: "I want to avenge him! I'll go to Yesha! No, I'll go directly to that troublesome son, Young Master Zhu! I'll cut off his flesh piece by piece!"

Seeing Rong Xingjie's appearance, Rong Cangshuo's eyes turned red, while Liu Zhiqiu covered his eyes without making a sound.

Fan Moxuan said at this time: "If you don't mind, can you let me go and see Liu Mingyue's injury."

Liu Zhiqiu stood up suddenly: "No! He... he is already like this, do you still want to disturb him?"

Rong Xingjie thought about what he said was reasonable, so he looked at Fan Moxuan and told him not to insist.

Preparations for Liu Mingyue's funeral began slowly.However, Rong Xingjie still thought of one person, and that was Mu Niansheng.If he failed to send Liu Mingyue off for the last time, he would know about it later, and he might not know how to blame himself.

Thinking that when he met Mu Niansheng on the way to deliver the darts, he was heading south.Rong Xingjie said hello, and drove south with Fan Moxuan on a horse.

Except for stopping in every town to ask the whereabouts of the troupe, they drove almost non-stop all the way, and finally arrived at the place where they set up the stage to sing that night.

On the stage, Mu Niansheng was still singing "Drunk Concubine Yang".Rong Xingjie watched from a distance on his horse, and suddenly hugged Fan Moxuan who was parked by his side, lay on his shoulder and began to cry.

Fan Moxuan patted his shoulder lightly.When Rong Xingjie regained his strength, the two tied their horses under the tree and went around to the back of the stage from the side.

Mu Niansheng had finished singing and was taking off his makeup, when he suddenly saw the two of them in the bronze mirror, he was surprised for a long time: "You... why are you here? Where is Mingyue?"

Rong Xingjie's body trembled a little.Fan Moxuan secretly pinched his hand, and calmly recounted the matter from the beginning.

After he finished speaking, it seemed that his voice was still echoing in Yiyi's babbling opera at the front desk.As for Mu Niansheng, he gradually recovered from his previous panic.

He turned around, facing the bronze mirror, and slowly removed the crown on his head, but he didn't make a sound.

"Niansheng, can you say something? Also, get ready and come back with us to send Mingyue off for the last time." Rong Xingjie's voice was also sobbing.

Mu Niansheng smiled at the bronze mirror and began to sing softly.Yiyi Yaya's libretto has a strong dialect accent.Rong Xingjie vaguely remembered that when he first saw Mu Niansheng, he sang this song.

"... Wealth and honor until old age." After singing just four lines, Mu Niansheng sighed and said, "When I was young, this was the first song I learned. My father told me that every time before acting, I would Sing this song once, and you will be rich and honorable until you grow old..."

……

It was getting late, Rong Xingjie and Fan Moxuan decided to stay at the local inn for one night, and go back early tomorrow.After bidding farewell to Mu Niansheng, Rong Xingjie turned around and told him uneasy: "Don't be sad. Pack up your things at night, say hello to your father, and we can go on the road together tomorrow."

Mu Niansheng chuckled and nodded.

However, the next day, on the way back, there were only Rong Xingjie and Fan Moxuan.That night, after the two of them left, Mu Niansheng swallowed a piece of silver.This silver has been kept close to him.It was given to him by Liu Mingyue back then.

After all, Mu Niansheng's mother agreed to let them take Mu Niansheng's ashes away.Among the children in the family, Mu Niansheng was the least favored.Moreover, their theater troupe was on the go all day, so it was not a problem to carry ashes with them.She said, let the child settle down even after death. The baby was beaten in the mother's stomach, and it never got its feet anywhere.

Seeing the red and swollen eyes of the old woman from crying, Rong Xingjie bit his lower lip, turned around holding the ashes urn cruelly.Fan Moxuan stood close behind him, and as far as he could see, there was a splendor dyed red by the setting sun.

Rong Xingjie and Fan Moxuan's horses lined up side by side.They did not whip, but let the horses stamp their hooves.It was late at night, and neither of them had the intention of stopping.

"Mo Xuan, do you remember how Niansheng sang that song?" Rong Xingjie steered the horse with his legs, holding Mu Niansheng's ashes in his arms.

Fan Moxuan thought for a while, then hummed a tune.

"Mo Xuan, rich and honored until old... Do you think this is true?"

"it is true."

"Mo Xuan, you won't lie to me, will you?"

"Don't lie."

Walking together, the two horses turned night into day.

Liu Mingyue's funeral was held with great fanfare.For some reason, Rong Xingjie felt very uncomfortable when he heard the noisy voices from Yanliu Village.

He and Fan Moxuan avoided everyone's eyes and slipped to a new grave in the back hill of Yanliu Village.

On a stone tablet on the tomb, the words "Tomb of my son Liu Mingyue" are engraved in delicate characters.

Rong Xingjie pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Brother Ming Yue, for the sake of calling me brother, let's see who I bring." Saying this, he passed the urn in his hand forward handed over.

His hands froze for a while.Of course, no one will take over this jar.

Fan Moxuan squatted down and helped him open the seal.The two of them sprinkled the ashes on the grave one by one, watched them seep into the soil, and finally merged with Liu Mingyue.

Finally, the guests who came to mourn in Yanliu Manor left one after another.Fan Moxuan asked Rong Xingjie beside him: "Tell me, why did Liu Zhiqiu hold the funeral with such great fanfare? Abbot Shaolin, head of Wudang, and leader of Xuanming have all come. Liu Mingyue is only fourteen years old. How many prominent people do you know?"

Rong Xing mumbled: "I was also sad about this before. The funeral is more lively than the marriage..."

He was still waiting to talk, but was interrupted by Fan Moxuan: "Go back." Looking again, his carriage had already stopped at the intersection.Rong Xingjie had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, to drive away those doubts just now from his mind.

Only when a thin layer of snow piled up in the backyard did Rong Xingjie realize that the Chinese New Year was coming again.As soon as this year is over, I will be another year old.

If it was said that he had died once before, the lesson he had learned was just to pay more attention to Fan Moxuan.But this time, the news of the death of two close friends was a blow to him.

Maybe, he really shouldn't have the idea of ​​being with Fan Moxuan again.

Even... Even if it was him, he didn't lie to himself.

The cedar needles in the yard are covered with a layer of crystal clear ice.Xiao Hua, who was too old to walk, curled up under the tree, absorbing a little warmth.Rong Xingjie walked out of the room, stretched his waist and yawned.The exhaled breath condensed into a cloud of white mist in the early morning air.

He looked left and right, but he didn't see Fan Moxuan who usually got up earlier than himself, so he went to his door and knocked.

The door swung back when it touched his knuckles.The house was empty.

"So, it's been years ago..."

When Rong Cangshuo brought back a handful of firecrackers and happily set them off in the yard, Rong Xingjie also grinned cheerfully and laughed loudly.

Rong Cangshuo yelled at him: "Little bastard, why don't you come to play? See how good you are, so many of them can explode together!"

Rong Xingjie tightened his jacket, and yelled at his father: "I'm overdressed, it's hard to move. Daddy, you are amazing!"

Rong Cangshuo was praised by Rong Xingjie, and then he went to Zou Tong to ask this big disciple to praise him too.

The air was filled with white mist, and it was unknown whether it was exploded from the firecrackers or exhaled from their mouths.

Zhang Bo sat next to Rong Xingjie, beat his leg, and said casually: "It would be great if that kid Mo Xuan was here!"

Rong Xingjie narrowed his eyes, watched another firecracker explode, and murmured: "Yes, Mo Xuan is here too, how great that would be!"

The author has something to say: So what... these two kids still have a part in the show... everyone, don't get excited... I will run away with the lid on the pot

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Chapter 37, Chapter 37...

Three years later, the Shimen Bodyguard Agency.

Rong Xingjie turned the abacus in front of the account book, and suddenly picked up the abacus angrily and shook it: "Ahhh, I'm so annoying, I can't figure it out!"

Rong Cangshuo sat leisurely on the grand master's chair, sipped tea and said to Rong Xingjie: "Be patient. Your useless martial arts, I don't expect you to send darts anymore! You still don't settle the score for me Okay, you still plan to raise you for the rest of your life? Butler Zhang, do you think so?"

"Ah yes yes yes! Shopkeeper Rong said yes!" The man who answered was a man slightly younger than Rong Cangshuo, the son of Uncle Zhang.Uncle Zhang has returned to his hometown, and now his son is taking over from him.

Rong Xingjie snorted resentfully, turned back to the first page of the account book, and counted again.

Zou Tong came over from the yard and said to Rongcangshuo, "Master, I'm leaving."

Rong Cangshuo looked up from the cup with some reluctance: "Go, go. Be careful."

Zou Tong answered "yes", walked out of the main entrance, and checked the escort carts at the entrance.

"Father, let me go too." Rong Xingjie looked at his back and said pitifully.

Rong Cangshuo jumped up and gave him a smack on the head: "It's a good calculation! It's been three days, and I still can't figure it out!" After finishing speaking, he went to the backyard angrily, leaving Rong Xingjie alone to continue. hard fight.

Seeing the beginning of spring and the chirping of bird nests on the trees, Rong Xingjie became more and more nervous.He said he didn't care, but one day he didn't count the days several times!

Three years... It's really easy to separate this time.There is even no news about the Fenchi Palace on the rivers and lakes.

With his fingers crackling on the abacus, Rong Xingjie saw Zou Tong check the escort cart for a moment, and then saw him get on his horse and lead a group of escorts on the road.

Sighing, he raised his head again, and suddenly there was a woman standing in front of him.

"Oh, I was scared to death... Butler Zhang, someone is coming!" Rong Xingjie patted his chest and looked inside.I don't care much about it myself, it's better to leave it to others to entertain.

The woman grinned and said, "You don't remember me? I'll come to you!"

Rong Xingjie opened his eyes wide and pointed at his nose: "Me? Who are you?"

The woman firmly grasped the crescent knife in her hand and slapped it on the table in front of Rong Xingjie: "I am Fan Yiru! How dare you not remember me?"

Rong Xingjie also took his Soul Shadow Knife from his waist and slapped it on the table: "I don't remember you! How dare you do anything to me?"

Fan Yiru pouted: "I am Fan Moxuan's cousin. Now you know?"

Rong Xingjie's eyes flashed.He was a little nervous when he heard his name suddenly from someone else's mouth.

Fan Yiru said again: "I ask you to send a dart. Send it to Fenchi Palace. Someone will give you the dart when it arrives there. I'm leaving."

"Hey wait, I... I didn't agree to pick it up! How can you say that the wind is the rain? What about the bottom of the dart?" Rong Xingjie came out from behind the table, and just in time to catch up to the gate.

What I heard at the door was a carriage.The horse in the cart has a white fur and a bell around its neck.

Fan Yiru had already mounted her horse on her own, made the horse turn around, pointed to the carriage and said to Rong Xingjie: "You can put a dart flag on it by yourself, and even the dart cart will be saved."

Rong Xingjie rushed to the front of the carriage, stretched out his hand halfway and retracted it.After rubbing against the clothes, he stretched out again, and gently opened a corner of the curtain.

Sitting in the car, Fan Moxuan smiled lightly at him.

"I... can I not give it away?" Rong Xingjie had a bitter look on his face.

Fan Moxuan's expression darkened: "You promised me three years ago."

Sure enough, took out this set.

"Then what... My father asked me to settle accounts these few days... The senior brother went to the darts earlier, but he didn't let me follow..." Rong Xingjie rubbed back and forth with the white horse in anticipation.

At this time, Rong Cangshuo's babbling voice came from the escort agency, and he approached all the way: "Little bastard, you're lazy again! Who's here just now?" After speaking, the person also appeared at the door.

Fan Moxuan raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes, got up and got out of the carriage: "Uncle Rong."

Rong Cangshuo frowned.He hadn't forgotten the troubles that his little bastard had with Fan Moxuan when he was a child, but why did he lose his aura when he saw him!

Rong Cangshuo coughed softly: "Mo Xuan, long time no see. Let's settle the score, little bastard, let's chat?"

"No need. I just want to ask Xingjie to send me a dart." Fan Moxuan lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"No!" "No!" The father and son said at the same time.

Rong Cangshuo patted Rong Xingjie's head in relief, and Rong Xingjie naturally avoided him. "It's not like you don't know what kind of martial arts you have, little brat."

"He promised me three years ago. You can't be dishonest in your words." Fan Moxuan raised the corner of his mouth lightly, looking into Rong Cangshuo's eyes without hesitation.

"This..." Rong Cangshuo hesitated.This little bastard, why did he promise it without caring about anything!

"I will ensure that he is considerate." Fan Moxuan said again.

Rong Cangshuo really had no excuses, so he had no choice but to respond: "Then I'll ask Steward Zhang to contact a few bodyguards and go on the road tomorrow."

Fan Moxuan interrupted: "No need, we can start now." After finishing speaking, he turned around and got into the carriage.

Rong Cangshuo grabbed Rong Xingjie, who was about to run away, and put him on the seat of the carriage: "You can do what you promised yourself. Come back and continue to settle the score!"

Seeing his father staggering slightly but still walking into the escort agency with his head held high, Rong Xingjie forced a smile, and said to Fan Moxuan in the car: "I feel like being betrayed by my father."

Fan Moxuan pursed his lips and laughed twice: "If he really sells you, I'll buy you back."

Rong Xingjie hastily covered the curtain, and swung his whip on the horse's back.Accompanied by the ringing of bells and the clatter of horseshoes, a carriage that did not have time to plant the dart flag carried Rong Xingjie on his first solo "send dart" journey.

Rong Cangshuo went back to the room alone, sat on his left side for a while, then stood up abruptly and sat down on his right side.Finally, he started nagging with Butler Zhang: "You said little bastard, are you all right?"

Rong Xingjie was bored driving the carriage, so he couldn't help talking to Fan Moxuan: "I came out in such a hurry, but I didn't bring anything...you have to worry about me."

Hearing the sound of flipping books in the car, and Fan Moxuan's soft reply of "OK", Rong Xingjie twisted his buttocks and said, "You have to control it! I want to live in the upper room, don't put me in the bed !"

"You can live in whatever room I live in."

"Hey, it's done!" Rong Xingjie thought, we can't live in the tent anymore, let me see how you trick me with astrology.

But it didn't take long for him to find out that there was a problem.The route Fan Moxuan pointed out to him was not the channel they usually used to send darts to the south.Originally, he thought it would be closer to Fenchi Palace by walking this way, but seeing that the sky was getting dark, they were still walking on the mountain path.There are trees on the left and trees on the right, how nice it is!

At this time, Fan Moxuan knocked on the car: "Stop, stay here tonight. Eat some dry food first."

"Live... live here? Why do you live?" Rong Xingjie took a bun in a daze.

"There are tents in the carriage." Fan Moxuan said calmly, and added, "We all live in tents."

Rong Xingjie took a bite of the steamed bun.

A clearing was chosen in the forest, and Rong Xingjie hurriedly finished setting up the tent.Looking back, Fan Moxuan had already lit a fire and was sitting by the fire to warm his hands.

Reluctantly, he leaned over and sat down by the fire: "You big liar!"

Fan Moxuan laughed: "How did I lie to you?"

Rong Xingjie turned his head aside: "Liar liar liar liar!"

Fan Moxuan handed him the roasted rabbit legs.Rong Xingjie sucked in his saliva: "You just called? You are too good!"

Fan Moxuan tilted his head to look at him, his long eyelashes were stained a soft orange by the fire.Rong Xingjie was embarrassed by seeing it, and scratched his face: "What are you doing! You eat too!"

"Do you feel..." The ending sounded dragging, Fan Moxuan sat beside him and leaned into his ear, "We seem to be running away."

"Ben, Ben, your head!" Rong Xingjie pushed his head away.

That night, the two slept next to each other in a tent.Although Rong Xingjie had been meditating in his heart to stick to his position, Fan Moxuan succeeded.

"I think... your main purpose is not to send darts at all!"

Hearing Rong Xing's lazy voice, Fan Moxuan bent his eyes and placed a kiss on his lips.

When Rong Xingjie woke up lazily, it was already bright outside.Holding his waist, he got out of the tent, and Fan Moxuan pulled him up.

"It's over! Why didn't you call me earlier! Can it be delivered on time?" Rong Xingjie rubbed his eyes and met the dazzling sun in the forest.

"It will arrive today." Fan Moxuan asked him to sit aside, and went to collect the tent by himself.Suddenly said: "By the way, I know astrology, do you believe it?"

Facing Fan Moxuan's eyes with a deep smile, Rong Xingjie hesitated for a moment, turned his gaze away, and played with the weeds at hand: "Haha, did you? I never knew."

Fan Moxuan's hands kept moving: "I watched the stars last night..."

"There were no stars last night...don't try to lie to me!" Rong Xingjie hurriedly said, trying to interrupt Fan Moxuan.

This time, Fan Moxuan put down the half-received tent, walked to Rong Xingjie and sat down: "I'll help you to see. This time, you will meet the person in your fate."

"Haha, is that so? It's amazing..." Rong Xingjie tried his best to hide his panic, and pulled the weeds, "Then... did that person show up?"

The voice was an uncontrollable tremor.Why...why do you still ask such a question?

"Appeared."

The author has something to say: Packing is physical work, and riding a train is a dangerous job...

In the past few days, I have to do physical work first, then dangerous work, and then physical work...so I stopped writing for a few days~ I will work hard to update when school officially starts~~~

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Chapter 38, Chapter 38...

Rong Xingjie didn't know what he said later, he only knew that his heart was beating violently up to now.

The path in the forest is very pleasant to walk.Turning around for a while, you can see the corner of the curtain being pulled up by the breeze.

Take a deep breath and look at the road ahead.Inside the car, Fan Moxuan's index finger was rhythmically lighting a book on his lap, and suddenly, it didn't fall down for a long time after it was raised.

"Xiao Rong, walk slowly."

"Ah? Oh!" Rong Xingjie regained consciousness in a panic, and hastily tightened the reins.Sure enough, the horse slowed down a bit, and even the sound of the bell slowed down.

Fan Moxuan lowered his voice and said to him, "There are people ahead. Be careful."

Rong Xingjie reined in his horse nervously: "Who is there?" The horse hissed, took a few steps on the spot and stopped.

Before Fan Moxuan had time to answer Rong Xingjie's words, three bone needles flew out with a few "swish" sounds, and took the horse's head and Rong Xingjie's left and right respectively.Rong Xingjie took out the Soul Shadow Knife, "噗噐" two times and dropped two pieces, and jumped forward to hit the one that was shot at the horse's head back the same way.

He listened intently to the movement nearby.However, the three bone needles seemed to be a joke with them. After that, the forest was suddenly so quiet that no sound could be heard.

At this time, Fan Moxuan said to Rong Xingjie from inside the car: "Don't panic, just go a little further."

"Really...do you really want to move forward? If...if I can't protect you, what should I do?" Rong Xingjie clenched the hand holding the soul shadow knife tightly, and his whole body was on guard.

"Let's go, it's alright."

Rong Xingjie swallowed his saliva, sat back in the driving seat, controlled the reins and started to drive slowly.

After Yuemo walked for another cup of tea, Rong Xingjie saw a few black-clothed and masked people squatting on the trees on both sides of the road ahead.He quietly asked Fan Moxuan: "What should I do?"

Fan Moxuan borrowed water to give Rong Xingjie, got half of his body out of the car to have a look: "No problem, keep going."

Rong Xingjie listened, but his heart was still hanging.Sure enough, when the carriage came under these trees, several people jumped down and surrounded the carriage one after another: "Tell me honestly, where did you come from, where did you go, and what's in the carriage?"

"We..." Rong Xingjie had just uttered a sound, and three people appeared out of nowhere, dressed in the same clothes as the previous ones, but they all surrounded Rong Xingjie in unison.But those people before were slowly approaching the carriage.

Rong Xingjie was in a hurry, and immediately put the Soul Shadow Saber in front of him again: "What are you going to do! My saber doesn't have eyes!"

The three people surrounding him glanced at each other and launched an offensive together.Rong Xingjie was at his wit's end, fighting with the three of them for a moment.

As for Fan Moxuan, he also kicked the four people who were close to him a few times, grabbed one person's sword and stabbed it back into his chest, and then turned around to block the attacks of the other three people.

Suddenly, Rong Xingjie yelled "Ah".Fan Moxuan hastily stabbed the man in front of his right hand again, and had time to take a look at him.There was a gash on Rong Xingjie's left arm, and his moves became more sluggish.And the three people in front of him didn't show any signs of fatigue.

Just as they were about to go to help him, the other two who were besieging him stepped up their offensive unanimously, forcing him to retreat.Fan Moxuan frowned and challenged, and said at the same time: "Xiaorong, use the 'Lingfeng Saber Technique'. The internal force comes out from the sea of ​​qi, goes through the lung meridian of Taiyin, and flows from Zhongfu, Yunmen, Tianfu, Xiabai, Chize, Kong Zui, Lie Que, Jingqu, Taiyuan Cave, Yuji to Shaoshang."

Rong Xingjie hurriedly responded to the challenge, and when he heard Fan Moxuan's words, he did as he said without thinking too much.Sure enough, it felt much easier to wield the knife.In addition, the original "Lingfeng Saber Technique" was a fierce move, and immediately eliminated one person.

But Fan Moxuan, because he separated his internal strength and mind to talk to Rong Xingjie, almost got hit by a sword.Fortunately, he was able to avoid it, and seeing that Rong Xingjie was no longer at a disadvantage, he withdrew his mind and concentrated on fighting the two flanking left and right.

Rong Xingjie was injured after all, and he gradually felt exhausted after a while.Fortunately, Fan Moxuan had already dealt with the four people who besieged him, and at this moment he had already arrived at his side, grabbed his waist and kicked away the only remaining man in black neatly.

Carrying Rong Xingjie back to the carriage with lightness kung fu, Fan Moxuan put him into the carriage without thinking too much, drove the horse by himself, and rushed to Fenchi Palace quickly.

Rong Xingjie's left sleeve was already bright red, and he himself was unconscious.However, before he fainted, there was one thing in his mind: Why did the "Lingfeng Saber Technique", which he thought was useless, be so powerful in one stroke according to the method Mo Xuan said?

When I woke up, I was in a place I didn't know.Before he looked around, he was slapped on the head: "Hey! Why are you so useless! You have been in a coma for a whole day!"

Rong Xingjie rubbed his eyes and saw clearly that this person was Fan Yiru.

Scratching his head, he looked around again: "Where is Mo Xuan? Why am I here?"

"Cousin is going to investigate the group of people who trouble you. This is the Burning Palace, and cousin asked me to watch over you!"

"Ah! We've already arrived! Then... Mo Xuan, is he okay? By the way, why are you here?" Rong Xingjie was full of doubts.

Fan Yiru stuffed a bowl of porridge into his hand: "You are as useless as my cousin! Originally, I said that I would come with the dart, but he insisted on not letting me, so I