Jinguan City, Liuye Bookstore.
In a quiet dark room, with a lamp like a bean, two people sat opposite each other.
"What do you want from me?"
"Of course I'll let you kill someone."
"Not going."
What cannot be said is that of a young man. Although there are already white hairs in the green silk hair that is simply tied with a black silk ribbon, and the green stubble on the chin that has not been taken care of is also different in thickness, but if you look carefully, From his face, you can see that his age is definitely no more than thirty years old.
The description of unkempt means that he is suave and unruly.
At this time, he was sitting upright with his back straight, his smooth and comfortable green clothes melting into the darkness. The Qingfeng sword leaning beside him shook slightly, the invisible sword energy emerged, and the tea cup opposite him burst with the sound.
"Click!"
"Click."
"I warned you, it's best not to disturb me during this time."
Yue Jiufeng frowned slightly, the person opposite him was not qualified to give orders to him.
Opposite Yue Jiu was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a thin build, Lu Fei, the shopkeeper of Liuye Bookstore in Jinguan City and a deacon of the Hidden Valley Quan Mansion.
In the Kyushu Dynasty, the Hidden Valley Spring Mansion set up a bookstore in each state capital. Lu Fei, who was third-level in strength, could be ranked among the top three among the nine deacons.
But it really can't threaten the person in front of him.
Because among the same level, sword cultivators are always much more powerful.
Lu Fei looked at the slightly depressed Yue Jiu across from him and shook his head.
Even though the opponent's strength is higher than his own, Lu Fei still despises him in his heart.
He knew that the other party had been coming to Jinguan City for a long time. He also bought a house beside Huanhua Creek on the outskirts of the city, and he wrote and hung a plaque: Yuejiu Thatched Cottage.
But what did you do?
He spends the whole day sitting in front of flowers, or drinking alone under the moonlight. Occasionally, when he is drunk, he lights up the lamp and looks at the sword, but he has long lost the majestic grace of "Nine Swords in the Moonlight".
Isn't it just that I suffered a little emotional injury due to the failure of my confession? Why is it like this?
"Is this still the "Moonfall Nine Swordsman" who was born in Hidden Valley and ranked third on the Earth Ranking?"
Although he couldn't defeat Yue Jiu, Lu Fei's identity was here, so the sarcasm in his words was not concealed.
"Gulu~"
Yue Jiu didn't care at all what the person opposite said. She opened the wine gourd on the table and took a sip.
I have a beautiful woman in my heart, but I have troubles with my swordsmanship. Recently, I have no desire to draw a sword.
"snort!"
The words went unheeded and felt like a punch in the air.
Lu Fei looked quite embarrassed and said, "Have you not wanted to leave the Assassin lineage for a long time?"
"I'll give you a chance."
"Complete this mission."
Feeling that the other party finally turned his attention to him tonight, Lu Fei raised his jaw slightly and spoke slowly word by word.
"boom!"
"GuluGulu~"
The Yuehua Sword that was leaning against her side was slapped on the table. Yue Jiu raised her head and drank the wine in the gourd in one breath.
It was indeed his heart's wish to leave Hidden Valley, and he vaguely felt that this was the reason why A Chu rejected him.
But the tide of the rivers and lakes ebbs and flows, the waves behind beat the waves in front, the new comers kill the old ones, it is something you can enter whenever you want, and you can get out of it as soon as you think of it?
What's more, he is still an assassin from the Hidden Valley. If he rebels, he will only be hunted to the ends of the earth by the Zhang Lu family.
So this time he was really moved, but Lu Fei's promise was not enough.
A breath of alcohol sprayed directly on Lu Fei's face. Yue Jiu fixed his gaze and said decisively: "What you said is not weighty enough."
Lu Fei saw that Yue Jiu had taken the bait. Although he was very dissatisfied with Yue Jiu's actions, he still said with a smile: "That's true. I, the Quan Mansion lineage, can't control the fate of your Assassin lineage."
Yue Jiu looked serious and stared at Lu Fei, waiting for him to continue.
"But the deacons under the second elder can. As long as you don't defect from Hidden Valley, your fate will be controlled by the assassins. When the time comes, you can live your life freely, but the deacons under the first elder will definitely not Come to disturb your tranquility."
Yue Jiu's heart was pounding, but he still maintained his rationality and said calmly: "It's empty talk."
"Haha, I already knew you would say that."
As he spoke, Lu Fei handed over a letter and explained, "This is the letter Ye Yunxiao brought last night. Read it yourself."
After Yue Jiu opened the letter, she discovered that the letter had indeed given a promise to let herself leave the Assassin lineage. The last name signed was clearly: Jiang Shangxiu.
This is the great deacon of the Assassin lineage, and his status is the same as Chen Zhuo of Suzaku City.
Yue Jiu was excited and no longer doubted the truth of the matter.
"I accepted the mission."
He held his Yuehua Sword in his arms, straightened his waist, and his sword energy flowed naturally. His whole person was glowing with glory again, but he didn't care about the mission at all.
He has a sword anyway.
…
Tieguzhai, a room so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
The beauty holds her chin in her right hand and her heart in her left hand, sitting against the window.
The scenery outside the house is deserted, and there are voices in the distance.
The beauty’s mind does not belong.
The side face enters the painting.
Mu Qing followed Xiaochan and broke into the picture of the beauty leaning against the window, breaking the rare silence.
Maybe it was because of the dull pain in the chest that she was holding. Mu Qing found that when she first saw the beauty, her eyes that could hide the autumn water had dried up a lot, like the lonely green mountains on the green distant mountains, but there were a few more layers.
"Miss Wei Rui."
Mu Qing bent down and bowed her hands, thanking her for risking her own life to block her life-saving grace that night.
"Huh? Mu Qing... Young Master?"
Liu Weirui stood up and looked at the young master in front of him, whose voice was vaguely discernible but whose face was unfamiliar. He hesitated for a moment.
After a pause, she tilted her head and cast her searching gaze on Xiaochan next to Mu Qing, as if she was making sure.
"hehe"
Xiaochan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Miss, I'm not lying to you, Mr. Mu Qing has indeed changed a lot."
After Liu Weirui woke up yesterday, Xiao Chan told her mysteriously that Mu Qing had changed a lot, which made her think that Mu Qing was seriously injured and there were some bad changes. She was worried about Mu Qing just now.
I didn't expect the so-called change to become so young.
After receiving Xiaochan's answer confirming Mu Qing's identity, Liu Weirui boldly set her sights on the other party this time.
I saw that Mu Qing was now dressed in blue and white casual clothes. He had a tall and elegant posture, and his black hair was flowing freely behind his head. The most eye-catching thing was his face. The elegant face that he was used to was gone. In exchange, he looked more youthful. His beautiful face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, thin and rosy lips, and as his starry eyes flashed, the feeling of being out of the world due to having just been promoted to the third rank hit his face.
He looked like a handsome young man in a troubled world, dressed in white. This was the ideal husband she imagined after reading the martial arts novels when she was a child.
"Miss Wei Rui?"
Mu Qing felt a little strange why everyone focused on his face intentionally or unintentionally after he woke up.
"Is it due to some kind of disability?"
He was shocked. There were many things worth paying attention to after waking up, but he had never noticed these details.
Seeing Mu Qing put his hands on his face in surprise because of the long gaze she had on him, Liu Weirui smiled and stopped playing riddles and said directly: "Young Master Mu Qing had a hard time hiding it from us. Ah, it turns out you are so young."
Mu Qing opened his mouth in confusion, and then he remembered that after handing Liu Weirui to Xiaochan that night, he tore off the punctured face and threw it away. Now it was his true face.
Since everyone has experienced life and death together several times, Mu Qing feels that it is no big deal to show people their true appearance.
He didn't want the relationship between the two of them to become estranged, so he explained with a smile: "Please forgive me, two girls. It is only right to keep a few hands when you are away from home."
"Miss Wei Rui saved my life. I promise not to hide anything from you two again."
"Mr. Mu Qing said this to shame the little girl. I don't have any martial arts skills. I was in danger several times along the way. If it weren't for you and Xiaochan to protect me, I don't know how many times I would have died. How could I be able to stop it for you? I was really happy with that slap!”
Liu Weirui smiled and shook her head. Although her heart was still hurting, she felt that she had finally done her part and helped.
Being needed is always a joyful thing!
After waking up, she was worried and in a bad mood.
But now that Mu Qing can come to see her directly, it means that the other party's health is no longer serious. For her who is still living under someone else's roof, this is the biggest reassurance.
"Miss Wei Rui and Xiao Chan can just call me Mu Qing from now on. Master, it sounds weird."
"Speaking of it, I'm still a younger brother."
Mu Qing muttered in his heart, suddenly patted his forehead and said to the beauty in front of him: "Oh, I almost forgot about the business. Miss Wei Rui, please sit down and I will help you take a look at your injuries."
After Mu Qing guided Liu Weirui to prepare it again, he sat opposite her.
"Hands out."
Even if Mu Qing doesn't use that special inner power to detoxify, his understanding and talent for pharmacology are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
As soon as his thoughts were completed, his inner strength was like an arm's command, and he began to explore Liu Weirui's injuries.
"It's okay, it's okay. I took the first step that day and used my inner strength to protect my heart."
Mu Qing stopped taking the pulse, looked at the beautiful woman opposite and said, "The injury has improved, but there is still congestion and qi in the vest pit and chest."
"Miss Wei Rui, please turn your back to me."
Liu Weirui had no doubt that he was there, and she showed off her straight and smooth shoulders with confidence.
Mu Qing still mobilized that special internal force. In his past experience, he had long discovered that this kind of internal force was different. It could not only digest toxins but also induce congestion. Although ordinary internal force could also induce congestion, it did not. This internal force is so efficient.
The slightly heated palms were pressed against the soft back through the thin spring shirt. Liu Weirui could clearly feel that the comfortable heat that made her want to moan had passed through and slowly penetrated into all affected parts of the body.
This is a very strange feeling, like the silver needle that Miaozhen once tried on herself, but different from the silver needle, the stinging sensation of the acupuncture is much smaller, and the place where the heat flows slowly becomes... It cooled down.
"alright!"
Within half a quarter of an hour, Mu Qing retracted his palm.
Liu Weirui turned around and was about to speak, but Mu Qing directly brought an empty tea cup to her head.
"you……"
"Ugh~"
As soon as she started talking, she vomited a mouthful of black blood into the teacup.
Xiaochan quickly stepped forward and patted her young lady on the back.
"Well, the congestion has also been vomited out. I will make you a medicine later and it will be completely cured."
Mu Qing put the teacup on the table, and after speaking to Liu Weirui, he turned his attention to Xiaochan and said, "Xiaochan, how is your injury?"
Xiaochan didn't suffer much damage that night when Mu Qing fought with Cao Mo, but she still had old injuries, and the injuries got a lot worse when she had a conflict with Lin Tian and the others. Mu Qing thought of this and asked Xiaochan asked.
After carefully wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, Xiaochan stood up straight, shook her head, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter."
But compared with Liu Weirui, who was standing next to her, her face looked paler.
So before Xiaochan could finish speaking, Liu Weirui grabbed her wrist and sat down.
"Xiaochan has been busy taking care of us these past few days and has no time to rest. Mu Qing, please take a good look at Xiaochan."
"Um."
Mu Qing stopped talking nonsense, took Xiaochan's right hand up and placed it on the table, and started taking pulse again.
"Huh?"
"The internal force in the tendons that has the same origin as me is basically gone. It seems that this internal force can only exist in Xiaochan's body for a short time."
Mu Qing just thought of giving Xiao Chan a check-up. In addition to being concerned, he was also somewhat inquisitive. He wanted to know more about his own internal power. Now it seems that the special internal power in Xiao Chan's body cannot be regenerated. .
As his mind turned, he followed the inner thoughts to the parts of Xiaochan's previous injuries. He found that Xiaochan's back blade and abdominal injuries were somewhat more serious than Liu Weirui's.
"Xiaochan, have you never had a good rest since you've been taking care of us?"
Mu Qing's brows knitted together and he looked at Xiaochan with an apologetic and distressed look.
Liu Weirui became anxious after hearing this and asked Mu Qing, "What's wrong?"
Mu Qing shook his head, looked at Xiao Chan who lowered his head and said, "Xiao Chan's injuries are a little more serious than yours, her meridians are injured, and there is fluid in her abdomen. Maybe because she is already at the fifth level of strength, she has been holding on until now. "
Liu Weirui's nose wrinkled slightly and she sobbed softly.
She grabbed Xiaochan's hand and said seriously: "Xiaochan, you can't be so stupid, do you know?"
"Miss, I'm fine."
Xiaochan raised her head, smiled and said to Mu Qing: "Mr. Mu Qing, you'd better go and see my brother first. It won't be too late to come and see me in the end."
"It's okay. As long as I'm here, everyone will be fine."
"You go and lie down on the bed over there first, and I'll treat you first."
He softly comforted the two girls in front of him. His words contained undeniable strength and indescribable confidence.
