The young man didn't expect Xiao Hei to announce his family name. He was stunned and had to reply: "My name is Gao Yue... my home is in Yecheng."
Xiao Hei chuckled: "Don't think about it, we will just take you home."
Until now, Xiao Hei didn't ask Gao Yue how to build a grudge against someone. In his opinion, how bad could a young man who could buy candied haws for the two brothers and sisters on the street be?
It was Wang Yijian who came to kill him who was even more hateful. He actually wanted to bully the small with the big.
As expected, Qingyu followed Xiao Hei all the way and had long been accustomed to his every move. She thought about it and said, "Would it be troublesome if you hurt that guy?"
Until now, Qingyu still can't figure out how Xiaohei can do that amazing sword!
Gao Yue thought for a while and said, "As long as we return to Yecheng, this trouble will not be a trouble."
Xiao Hei said directly: "I get angry when I look at him. If my brother were here and died after just one look at him, would he be allowed to go home for dinner?"
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Just as Xiao Hei said, if Li Xiuyuan were here, Wang Yijian today would probably have no head.
Otherwise, Qingyu was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.
Thinking about the scene that happened outside the inn, I couldn't help but move closer to Xiao Hei and asked softly: "Xiao Hei, your brother is very powerful? How does he compare with my master?"
"you guess?"
Xiao Hei's mouth curled up. Before seeing his brother, he couldn't say anything, let alone tell the old Taoist priest his life experience. This was his secret.
Qing Yu angrily stretched out her hands to pinch his ears. After a quick thought, she looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Master, this guy is cursing you in a roundabout way."
The old Taoist priest ignored her, just squeezed Xiao Hei's hand and frowned and said, "Fortunately, it's just a flesh wound. I'll take a hot bath and apply some gold healing medicine later."
Xiao Hei then remembered that he still had a wound on his chest, so he looked at Qingyu and started yelling.
"I almost died outside, and I didn't see you master and apprentice coming out to save me."
He stretched out his hand to open the clothes on his chest and murmured to himself: "Next time I see my brother, I will never leave him again even if he kills me."
Hearing what Xiao Hei said, even Gao Yue felt embarrassed and quickly whispered: "Well, I'll treat you to two big meals when we get to the imperial city."
Xiaohei was delighted when he heard this, pointed at Qingyu and said: "Don't take her, let her go away greedily."
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Four people in four rooms looked like a waste of money to Xiao Hei, but in the opinion of the inn, these four people were the owners who were not short of money.
After listening to Qingyu's instructions, the man boiled a bucket of water and delivered it to Xiaohei's room.
Xiao Hei thought for a while, took a piece of elixir, chewed it up and put it in hot water. He simply soaked it in and couldn't come out.
He accidentally pulled the wound on his chest. He couldn't help but look at it again, sighed, looked into the void and yelled: "Senior, you are trying to kill Xiao Hei."
Today's two results were not what he wanted. He felt helpless against the monk who was in the distraction realm.
If it weren't for the old monk who gave him the green pear before, he would probably have to curse again now.
He was a little annoyed in his heart. Even if he didn't care about his own business, he couldn't just watch Qian Gao Yue get slashed by those two men and then be beheaded by Wang Yijian again, right?
If this matter hadn't happened to me today, if it had been someone else, I'm afraid there would be nothing that could be done about it.
He even somewhat blames Qingyu's master, the old Taoist priest, for asking Gao Yue to come in with wine and food to ask for help from you, but it would be better for you to hide in the house and drink and eat meat.
It wasn't until he killed the guy with a sword that he ran out to pick peaches.
How caring must these two masters and disciples be? Thinking of this, Xiao Hei couldn't help but murmured: "If I had known, I wouldn't have given you the elixir to take or drink the elixir to drink."
Two heartless guys.
That night, Xiao Hei didn't pay attention to the three guys banging on the door and shouting, but lay on the bed with his head in his hands and thought about himself.
We set off tomorrow and can return to the imperial city of Northern Qi in a few days.
As long as he returned to his own territory, he vowed never to go out again. Whether it's Qingyu or Gaoyue, including the old Taoist priests, you can do whatever you want.
Xiao Hei, who had originally drawn a clear line with the Queen, thought that he would leave the imperial city of Northern Qi and return home.
But in the blink of an eye, I thought that my brother was still in Nirvana in the Tianshan Mountains in the desert.
If he returned to Dazhou early, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a trap, and he would have to be troubled to death by Qingyu.
It seems that when they arrive in the Imperial City of Northern Qi, they have to drive away the master and the apprentice, and when the autumn wind blows, send Qingqing to the school to study with her husband.
Like his brother, he had to fall into a deep sleep.
Fortunately, the old monk said that this time there was an old shopkeeper watching for him. After thinking about it, the old shopkeeper who suddenly appeared was probably an old Taoist priest.
Otherwise, if all those thirty people were killed by the big snake, why would the old shopkeeper survive?
It's night, inside a mansion somewhere in Jian'an City.
A young man who was not wrapped in gauze frowned tightly as he looked at Wang Yijian, who was lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
He asked the middle-aged man beside him cautiously: "Dad, didn't you say that Mr. Wang is the most powerful master in Northern Qi? How did he become like this?"
In his opinion, the great swordsman Wang who deserves his name is not much better than his two subordinates, but he was actually injured by the young man's helper. It became like this.
The middle-aged man was so angry that he trembled and slapped his son on the face with his backhand.
He cursed angrily: "It wasn't you who caused trouble outside, but why did Mr. Wang become like this? Listen, if anyone dares to help this kid go out to cause trouble in the future, I will chop off his head with a sword."
Although Wang Yijian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, he knew very well that this time he fell into the hands of an expert.
Not to mention that the young man was the old Taoist priest who finally came out of the inn. He couldn't see clearly the old man's cultivation. Thinking about it, he was really careless.
That young man is so arrogant, must he have something to rely on?
Thinking of this, he could only wave his hands and said: "That young man has a powerful master. You should also wake up. The masters in this world are not what you think..."
The middle-aged man was so angry that he carried his son out the door and said, "Sir, rest first. I'll go and deal with this kid."
When the two servants saw their master leaving, they were so frightened that they quickly opened the door and left.
Wang Yijian sighed leisurely. It was even more impossible for him to leave here easily now.
He was seriously injured and had to recover from the father and son. He should first rest slowly for a few years.
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Gao Yue, who was lying in the client's room, had insomnia.
After what happened today, I realized that my cultivation level was too low. I thought that even if Xiao Hei had no cultivation level, the old Taoist priest might be a powerful person.
Even the dignified monks in the distraction realm fled when they saw him. Only such a person can be his master.
It seems that he will have to discuss it with Xiao Hei tomorrow.
Thinking about it, Qingyu can be the disciple of an old Taoist priest. If he can think of a way, he probably won't be far behind, right?
After all, he is several years younger than Qingyu.
Qingyu, who was lying on the bed, also had to think about her own thoughts.
Not to mention the previous desperate battle between Xiao Hei and the Northern Qi Imperial Master, which he did not witness.
She just witnessed Xiao Hei fighting with a dozen Northern Qi soldiers and the monks from Hanshan Temple.
To this day, the master said that the middle-aged man was a master of the distraction realm, and his cultivation level was similar to that of the Imperial Master of Northern Qi, but she watched Xiao Hei fight against a master with her own eyes.
Not to mention that Xiao Hei has already stated that he has no cultivation skills and cannot teach others.
The fact that his master could see through Wang Yijian's cultivation level meant that the old Taoist priest was much more powerful than Wang Yijian, not to mention that Xiao Hei gave it to the old Taoist priest before and the little Taoist drank the spirit wine.
In this way, he can be regarded as having a powerful master.
Thinking of Xiao Hei's previous painstaking efforts to make him worship the old Taoist priest as his teacher, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on his face.
He murmured to himself: "You still have some conscience."
The old Taoist priest meditating in the room was also a little strange. He knew that Xiao Hei's injury was not serious, but he didn't expect that he didn't want to eat dinner and was lying alone in the room.
Thinking about the amazing sword strike today and the rune hidden in the thin bamboo branches, even the old Taoist priest himself would not be able to write such an earth-shattering rune.
He also knew that with Hei's cultivation level, he would never be able to write such runes.
A rune that can seriously injure a great monk in the realm of distraction, only his cultivation far exceeds such a realm.
Only a great monk who can practice Taoism and understand the way of heaven and earth, or even an outsider who has surpassed this side of heaven, can write such runes.
He was looking forward to it, and couldn't even wait to see the brother Xiao Hei was talking about.
Although he still has to wait a few years, his disciple is in the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty. Thinking about it, this is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.
Looking back now, I think back to the time when Qingyu went to the Taoist temple to seek a spiritual elixir for her younger brother. It seems that the fate between the master and the disciple was really destined! ????????????????
Even if Qingyu comes here once, I am afraid that Qingyu will not become a disciple, and he will not be able to accept this precious apprentice, let alone Xiaohei with disabled legs.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh, everything was God's will.
In the entire Northern Qi Dynasty, except for those old guys from Buddhism, I am afraid no one can hurt Xiao Hei.
He even wondered if the rune exploded in his chest, would it be the same as Wang Yijian, or at most slightly lighter than him?
Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest understood why Shanghei didn't want to come out at night.
This guy is blaming himself for not going out to help him earlier. Doesn't he know that he also wants to see how the myth of Beiqi appears before his eyes?
It seems that I have to talk to him about this matter tomorrow.
For no other reason than to agree to some of this guy's requests that are not outrageous.
After all, in his eyes, Xiao Hei is still a child who has not grown up, otherwise he would not buy candied haws outside the inn.
Looking at the bunches of uneaten candied haws on the table, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but laugh.
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Early in the morning, Xiao Hei woke up Qingyu and the Taoist priest. He was eager to return home and did not want to stay in Jianzhou City for one more day.
Even Gao Yue was woken up by Xiao Hei. She opened Xiao Hei's door and looked at him with a smile: "Are you so hungry last night? You ignored me when I called you to eat."
Qingyu also walked in, looking at Xiaohei lying on the bed and frowning slightly.
He asked gently: "How about returning to the imperial city and I hire a maid to take care of you. At least until your brother comes back, you need someone."
Xiao Hei rubbed his temples and said with a headache: "First, I'm not hungry; second, I don't want to invite anyone; go eat quickly, and let's set off after eating."
Qingyu helped him get up from the bed, and helped him put on his coat carefully. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then go back quickly. I miss those two little guys too."
The old Taoist priest came in to see the three of them and smiled: "Hurry up and eat before you go on the road. When you get to the imperial city, you have to find a place to have a few drinks."
Gao Yue looked at the three of them and said seriously: "When we get to the Imperial City, I'll treat you."
Xiao Hei thought for a while and shook his head and replied: "I don't need your treat. You can pay me a wheelchair. I need that thing."
When Qingyu heard this, she felt as if needles were pricking her heart.
Xiao Hei was fine when he and I came out, but now they can't move their legs when they get home. I'm afraid the two little guys will hate themselves to death.
After much deliberation, I had no choice but to say: "So, will you go home with me?"
