Chapter 17 of Flying Snow and Misty Rain·The Wind Is Gentle

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Jiangnan·Longkou Duo·Crocodile Gang Station·In front of the refining pharmacy

"Xian'er, didn't you and Hua Xiaoqi stay at Lanyue Villa to protect the gang leader? You're causing such nonsense again." Mo Yuqing said, tapping Xian'er's head lightly with the folding fan in her hand.

"Oh, Senior Brother Mo Mo, with Hua Xiaoqi and that monster here, who can bully Gang Leader Chen? Xian'er doesn't trust you. Besides, with Senior Brother and Brother Feng Wan here, Xian'er will definitely not get into trouble!"

Miao Xian'er said while holding Feng Wan's arm, looking coy.

"Fengwan...brother...?"

Yun Musheng on the side looked at the newly grown girl in front of her with a surprised expression. In just a few days, she had become so close to Feng Wan, who was ranked second on the Moonlight Martial Arts Ranking with Mo Yuqing, it was hard to believe. Imagine.

No wonder, Feng Wan and Mo Yuqing often competed together and drank tea together on weekdays. As Mo Yuqing's junior sister, Miao Xian'er naturally followed her senior brother, and they became acquaintances whenever they came and went.

Moreover, the slim girl has reached the age when her love begins. Although Feng Wan is not as pretty as her senior brother, she still has a youthful and heroic look on her face. Coupled with her good martial arts skills, it is inevitable that Xian'er's girlish heart will be attracted to her.

Feng Wan's expression on the side was a little stiff, as if he had nothing to do with the cute and cute girl. Bei Mingyu stood up and walked over. Although he was suffering from flesh injuries, he still looked carefree when he opened his mouth. :

"I asked, have you two decided the winner these days?"

"Haha, this is the end of martial arts competitions among martial artists. Feng Wan's martial arts are so powerful that Mo has only been able to draw with him after giving in. Besides, with such a close friend, there is no need to differentiate here."

Mo Yuqing waved the folding fan in her hand and said some high-sounding words, as if she was deliberately prevaricating something. But Bei Mingyu didn't look like the person who understood the charm, and continued to ask:

"That won't work. I'm still waiting for one of you to decide the winner and go fight that violent monster."

"Uh... I tried... I can't beat him." Feng Wan, who had always been taciturn, finally spoke, but this sentence made the atmosphere a little awkward. Long Jian didn't want to join the topic and stood far away. On the side.

"Eh? Didn't Brother Yun also defeat Brother Long Jian? According to the rules, he should be as famous as the two of me now. Why don't we go meet Hua Xiaoqi on another day?"

After Yun Musheng heard Mo Yuqing's words, he obviously wanted to point the finger at himself, but if he wanted to win the Sword Climbing Conference, Hua Xiaoqi was a mountain he had to step on. Just when he was about to reply, he suddenly heard everyone A little commotion gradually came from the camp.

"Before coming here, Mr. Mo drugged the thief's wine. It seems that the dose was a little less. Some people woke up. Everyone, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave quickly!"

After that, Yun Musheng carried the injured Bei Mingyu on her back, and as everyone left quickly, Bei Mingyu did not forget to throw out a few Nether Powder before leaving. In this way, this group of young knights, bathed in the bright The moonlight disappeared into the billowing black mist.

Jiangnan Lanyue Villa

Everyone returned to Lanyue Villa. Everyone was careful and took different paths to return, leaving no trace on the way.

The moment he opened the door, perhaps because he heard Bei Mingyu's chattering voice, Chen Sanqi, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, rushed forward with tears in his eyes. Even though all the gang members were still present, he could no longer care about his dignity:

"Stinky Beiming! Stinky Beiming! If Master Mo hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you were going to do such a dangerous thing!"

While Chen Sanqi was crying, he waved his soft glutinous powder fist and kept hitting the chest of the man in front of him.

"Ahem... Gang Leader Chen, if you want to blame Bei Ming for beating him, why did you beat me? Ahem..."

Yun Musheng, who was running back with Bei Mingyu on his back, was hit hard by the coquettish gang leader in front of him and coughed before he could take a breath.

When Chen Sanqi saw that she had punched the wrong person, she quickly stood up and backed away awkwardly. When Bei Mingyu saw Chen Sanqi, he looked at her with a smile like that stupid idiot:

"Hey, hey, Sanqi, look, we successfully eliminated the Crocodile Gang's fate this time. Your father should be able to think more highly of me. Hey, hey, I'm one step closer to marrying you."

Chen Sanqi helped Bei Mingyu off Yun Musheng's back, checked the wound on his shoulder that had been slightly treated by Mo Yuqing, and stroked his cheek distressedly:

"Silly Beiming, we have been together since childhood, and we have been as inseparable from you as blood relatives. Dad has always been cruel to others except me. Even if he doesn't like you anymore, he will not treat you because of it. You are separated from me, why do you need to take such risks to prove yourself?"

Seeing that Bei Mingyu's injury was not serious and everyone returned safely, Chen Sanqi breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and cupped his fists and bowed deeply to everyone:

"My little lady, thank you all. You must have been very tired from this trip. My little lady has prepared a dinner for you."

Although everyone put in some effort, they all felt a sense of accomplishment when they thought that today was to eliminate harm for the people.

When I heard that there were sumptuous delicacies, I was even more delighted. While talking nonstop about things like people don't need to see the moonlight outside, I walked towards the villa with salivation at the corner of my mouth. . .

At the dinner, everyone was enjoying themselves, each one showing off how many thieves he had killed, and two young men even had some drinks, and they were so excited that no one was convinced and they started arguing:

"I... I killed three, which is one more than you..."

"It doesn't count...you...two of you are...the swords that young hero Feng Wan used after knocking him out... none of them count..."

When Hua Xiaoqi saw this, she poured a bucket of cold water on each of them with one sentence:

"Yo yo yo, these two young heroes are really good at martial arts. Xiao Qi didn't kill any thieves tonight in order to protect Gang Leader Chen. According to the two of them, he must be much more powerful than Xiao Qi. Why not give it a try with Xiao Qi? , 嘤嘤嘤, Xiaoqi is scared just thinking about it."

Although Hua Xiaoqi's words were harsh and sarcastic, they were afraid of her terrifying strength. The two of them suppressed this anger in their hearts, which was a terrible blow.

Yun Musheng looked at this harmonious scene and recalled the days when he and his two senior sisters were in Huayun. Since leaving Huayun, his heart has been empty, like a bird without land, only hovering in the sky, looking for Not at home.

At this moment, it was the first time since Yun Musheng came to Jiangnan that she felt as close as family.

Just when he was thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that if Mo Yuqing hadn't taken action in time today, he might have confessed to Bei Mingyu in the Crocodile Gang. He hadn't properly thanked Bei Mingyu for this kindness, so Yun Musheng picked up a jar of wine and wanted to go upstairs to find it. he.

When they walked to the corner, they heard Mo Yuqing and Feng Wan talking about something on the roof:

"Others say that young people are just hot-blooded. People like you, Brother Feng Wan, who were born in Jie Yue, shouldn't be so. How can you be willing to wade into this troubled water?"

"It's just a mission. A few days ago, Mr. Wuye wrote a letter asking me to secretly protect this boy from Huayun. Besides, didn't you also receive the letter?"

Feng Wan, who had always been taciturn, responded to Mo Yuqing in a low voice. Yun Musheng was a little strange. If the Yaochi Sect wanted to protect itself, it might be due to the close relationship between his uncle Yun Qingya and the head of Yaochi Miao Chenglan. .

But Mr. Wuye, who had only heard of Jie Yue from other people, why he actually sent someone to protect him now, made Yun Musheng puzzled.

"Young knight over there, eavesdropping is definitely not something a gentleman would do. It's a good time and beautiful scenery, so why don't you show up and talk about it."

When Yun Musheng saw that she was noticed by Mo Yuqing, she stopped being secretive and went up to the roof with the wine jar:

"Brother Feng Wan, how honored I am to be cared for by Mr. Wuye, who leads Jie Yue, but I don't know when I have crossed paths with him?"

Feng Wan also had a stern expression on his face and said in a low voice:

"Sir, you have a profound meaning. Disciples of Jie Yue only regard missions as their destiny. There is no need to ask why. The letter only said that because of your actions in Na Hua Yun, Sunrise Pavilion has targeted you. Please pay more attention to it in the future. .”

Yun Musheng looked back at what happened in the past few days, and it seemed that he had not been harmed for the time being, but even if he did, he would be able to avenge his master Yun Zhezhi. However, he was still not confident in whether his own strength could withstand the enemy.

Just as Yun Musheng was deep in thought, Mo Yuqing broke his doubts and said:

"This trip to suppress thieves shows that Brother Yun and Ji people have their own celestial phenomena. Coupled with the mutual interaction between me, Yao Chi and Brother Feng Wan from Jie Yue, the thieves of Zhi Sun Pavilion will never come back."

After hearing this, Yun Musheng suddenly remembered his original purpose of going up to the roof, and immediately bowed his hands and saluted Mo Yuqing:

"I almost forgot something important. If Brother Mo hadn't saved me with Brother Mo's ingenious plan today, I would have been in trouble. There is no way I can repay you for such a great kindness."

Mo Yuqing took out the folding fan and chuckled:

"Brother Yun is joking. Since we all have our own responsibilities and are on the same path, there is no need to be so polite. Mo only planned this support deliberately. As for the detailed information within the Crocodile Gang, we still have to rely on the secret information from Tianji Tower."

"Did you receive a letter from Tianji Tower?"

Feng Wan asked doubtfully, and when Mo Yuqing nodded slightly, he turned to look at Yun Musheng: "Do you have any acquaintances in the airport building that day? You really don't show your face."

Feng Wan once thought that the letter Mo Yuqing received was the same as his own, and that it was from his sect, but he did not expect that it was the Tianji Tower far away in Lingdu City.

He is worthy of being the best in the world in terms of intelligence ability, and his eyes can extend to the south of the Yangtze River. There should be no place in the world that they cannot explore.

But Yun Musheng's identity made him more and more curious. It was Tianji Tower and Mr. Wuye. How many forces were hidden behind this young man from Huayun.

In fact, even Yun Musheng himself was confused. Mr. Wuye had absolutely no reason to help him. As for Tianji Tower, when he thought of this organization, Yun Musheng's impression was of a man dressed in red and full of poems. The jade-faced woman was the only one who would come to help.

At that time, they agreed to go look for her when they came down the mountain. However, due to various changes, the two of them have been slowed down in meeting each other. They can only share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.

"That's all, gentlemen, please look at it. The bright moon is in the sky tonight, and there is good wine to accompany you. Everything can be put to rest, but this scene is the only one you can't let down."

Mo Yuqing shook her folding fan, her face always seemed to be so calm and calm.

Yun Musheng followed Mo Yuqing's gaze, and a soft autumn wind blew across his cheek, as if someone's love was sent from thousands of miles away. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he sighed:

"Yes, the wind is also very gentle."