The rising sun is rising in the east, and the sun is shining brightly. There are many bustling shops in Huainan City. When we arrive here, it is just as the city gate is about to close and the sky is dark. The drumming of the soldiers can be heard endlessly. The market vendors have closed their stalls. Pedestrians are in a hurry. Two people are leading horses along the street. , Lan Kexin kept chattering all the way, blaming him for taking time. Now some inns are closed for rest. Are we allowed to live on the streets?
Looking at her somewhat painful expression, Jing Zhongyue stopped blaming her and scolded herself that it was all her fault. Now, I think it’s better to find a way to find a place to live. Otherwise, I can’t bear to have you, a noble daughter, sleeping on the street. I don’t care about you. It’s a girl, so let’s go ahead and see if there’s an inn?
Lan Kexin deliberately suffered to gain his pity. She was crying and acting coquettishly just now, but now it's better to smile instead. In order to make you atone for your sins, my legs and feet are numb now. How about you carry me?
Jing Zhongyue said: "Why are you carrying me? Miss, we are thirsty and hungry now. I don't have the strength. You should walk around by yourself. I will carry you when I have the strength tomorrow."
Lan Kexin saw that he didn't seem to be quibbling or reluctant, okay! You take the horse to the stable behind the inn first, and I'll go to the inn to take a look first.
There were four or five horses in the stable, and there was still an empty space on the left. Jing Zhongyue led the horse and was about to tie the reins when he was held by a strong arm. He felt that his arm was on the patio, Sidu, Sanyangluo, Waiguan, Yang A yin-cold air seeped into the internal energy blocked by Chi's acupuncture points. Jing Zhongyue turned her head and saw a man in snow-clad skin with a fair complexion staring at him with a pale face. Jing Zhongyue glanced at him and transported the Longyang Kung Fu to the patio. The Sidu and Sanyangluo acupuncture points went up to block the cold internal energy. The man in snow clothes loosened his hand and rubbed the back of his hand and said with a milky voice: "Young man, why are you doing this! There is only one vacancy in this stable. Do you want to occupy it with two horses?" Two seats?" Jing Zhongyue raised her head and said: "There is always someone who comes first, who comes first, do you want to be unreasonable? This is a place of etiquette and you don't allow you to act like this." Do you think you are spitting and nailing each other when you speak? Today I will tell you that the sky is high and the sky is high. She put up her posture and brushed his cheek with her hand. It seemed like a gentle brush but it brought a cold and cold energy directly to his face. Jing Zhongyue felt a chill on her cheek, just like the wind and snow hitting her face in winter. The cold was biting, so Jing Zhongyue turned her hand into a high-five, hitting him on the patio with one move, and then quickly hit him with the other hand. . He took a few steps back and grabbed his right hand with one hand, steadying his mind and using his internal energy to suppress the cold air. The man in snow clothes on the side stopped making moves and stood six or seven steps away, watching. Smiling but not smiling, he led the horse to the stable, and the white snow disappeared into the dusk. Lan Kexin, who was sitting down at the inn, was waiting anxiously. She saw Jing Zhongyue holding the back of her hand and turning back in frustration. The words she was about to curse were taken away from her mouth and she smiled, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" Jing Zhongyue waved her hand: "No, I was hit unreasonably by a man in snow clothes. Now my whole arm feels cold. Now I use internal energy to suppress it and it feels better. Lan Kexin supported him and sent him to the private room on the second floor. Lan Kexin Ke Xin was not skilled in medical skills and did not dare to treat his injuries. He was good at applying medicine and wrapping wounds to wounds. Jing Zhongyue had to do his own exercises to heal the injuries. However, the Long Yang Kung was at the ninth level and he only learned the second level on how to get rid of the cold. He didn't quite understand the method, so he had to use his internal strength to force it, but it was useless. He wanted to cut off the arm with a knife, but Lan Kexin stopped him. Lan Kexin had to go to the doctor. Jing Zhongyue stopped him and said, "You still don't want to do it." I'll just have to endure it for a while. It's just a bit cold but that's okay. Seeing that he was relieved a lot, Lan Kexin let go of her worries. Seeing that his expression had returned to normal and that he was no longer trembling with the piercing pain of body and mind, Jing Zhongyue smiled reluctantly: "You go back to your room first! I'm fine with it tomorrow. I still have to rush to rest!" How can I rest assured? I originally wanted to use him as a sharp blade to count the prestige in the Central Plains, but I didn't say this to my mouth, for fear that it would have a bad effect at this critical moment. He chased him to the point where the gain was outweighed by the loss. He pushed the door straight out, but looked back at Jing Zhongyue with some hesitation and worry before slowly retreating.
Jing Zhongyue couldn't understand why these Jianghu people got into a fight over a disagreement. How could ordinary martial arts practitioners be killed by those masters? It seems that this world is really dangerous. Hide quickly or you will be killed sooner or later. I don’t know where the uncle is. If I can continue to practice Long Yang Gong, I will definitely be able to resolve the cold poison in my hands. It has been a long time since Miss Lan was so attentive to me today, and she is no longer as unruly and willful as before. He couldn't help but let out a wave of cold air. Didn't you think that you didn't have any interest in Miss Lan? Why are you still so naughty! When will this carefree attitude change? If I had known better and learned the acupuncture points from my uncle, I would not have suffered from the cold.
The cold wind whistled outside the window, and my heart became even more irritated without realizing it. The cold poison in my hands now has no chill on my body. Autumn is here for a while, and early winter is still approaching. The winter in the south is not as cold as in the north. Such a chilling scene makes people dare not Moving forward, I said in my heart that I didn't want to get involved in the martial arts, but now I have a desire to be a leader in the martial arts, but my ability is limited. I don't know how I am doing now.
When Lan Kexin returned to her room, she couldn't help but think that she had gotten to know the Central Plains people a little bit in the past few days, but how could she really know what the Han people were thinking. She thought she was very powerful and could impress the Central Plains people without having to do anything, but she didn't know that in the well Although Yue is not a master, it seems a bit contemptuous to be hurt by someone's internal energy.
Is your hand okay? It’s better to stay for a few days before setting off!
Need not! My movement skills have been reduced to a little, and everything is fine. I have already led the horse out and I am relieved to see that he is running smoothly and has no tremors from yesterday. The two of them galloped out.
Along the way, the pain in Jing Zhongyue's hand became more and more unbearable. He kept pulling on the reins to blow the cool breeze, which further stimulated the cold poison. He kept holding back and had to hold on to his right hand with his left hand. He was already a hundred paces behind. Outside, Lan Kexin thought that his horse was tired when she was a hundred steps away. She didn't care when she reached a shallow beach and found that there was no trace of the person. She looked back and found that there was no trace of the person or the horse, and she was shocked.
A man was lying on the ground with a beautiful figure in the forest. The beautiful figure had been sitting in front of him, her eyes never leaving his face. When he opened his eyes and looked at them, they were bright and beautiful, with a delicate appearance, unparalleled beauty, and an elegant demeanor. They were really more beautiful than the beauty in the painting. She is even more beautiful, she is a rare beauty. The breeze is blowing her clothes, the moon in the well is staring blankly at Nan Bangzi's face, and the woman's face is red, like a pear blossom blooming, and she is even more beautiful and graceful than before. Jing Zhongyue came back to her senses and said: "Thank you very much, girl, for saving me and helping me get rid of the cold poison. I am going to Jing Zhongyue. Do you know the girl's name?"
"Bai Yingxue!"
As expected, the person is as good as her name. She is as snowy as ice and cannot be looked at. She has a light and elegant charm, and her brows are like frost reflecting the ice and snow. Her appearance is like the beauty of Chang'e who has fallen into the world. Her every frown and smile are unparalleled.
Bai Yingxue said somewhat reproachfully: "Who said I am a great beauty? You treat an ugly creature as a great beauty. You are really glib and trying to flatter me. If I had known better, I would not have saved you anymore."
Jing Zhongyue stood upright like a carp and her face was pressed against Bai Yingxue's jade dimple. Her breath drifted up to her ears and pink neck, feeling like his hands were caressing her. Her cheeks turned red and she turned her face away from him. Just now, I was helping you detoxify and could sense your internal strength, but how could you be injured? Bai Yingxue cleverly changed the subject to avoid embarrassment. Jing Zhongyue was a little helpless: "Maybe my internal strength has not reached a certain level and I have not been able to eliminate the cold poison. Now with your help, I have eliminated the poison. I really don't know how to thank you!"
