Why there is no Xiao Nu is a thought-provoking question.
In fact, some people have already noticed this problem.
It's just that they hold it back and don't say anything.
As for the answer... everyone has one in their mind. As for who is correct, it depends on who can find the evidence.
At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang finally put on his new vest and returned to the world.
Winter is over, everything is back to spring, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are in full bloom with peaches and plums.
Winding through the mountains, like a green jade belt, the water of the Qingjiang River hovering in the land of Changyang reflects the pink of the mountains, making it particularly romantic and freehand.
Deep in the deep cave, there was still the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pang-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong weapons.
From the depths of the pink peach blossoms and snow-white pear blossoms, a girl wearing a blue skirt and carrying an emerald green bamboo basket walked out. In her left hand, she held a long, green strange fish with a duck's mouth. In the bamboo basket, there were also freshly dug fish. Come out potatoes and spring bamboo shoots.
With light steps, he walked around the forest and slowly walked towards the river.
This girl in green clothes was originally extremely beautiful, with a fleshy little face, pink and white. When she looked at her, she had the charm of a young girl and the charm of a young woman, switching back and forth between her eyebrows.
But I saw this girl approaching the riverside, standing under a pear tree, letting the petals fall off her shoulders, staring at the rushing river, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, and she was very happy, with two small pear vortices , under the embellishment of pear blossoms, it is very attractive. The red little lips are slightly pursed, seeming a little angry. Then they seem to have thought of something again. With a naive smile, they put away the little grievances just now. Then they dispersed.
Reaching out to catch the petals blown from the treetops by the wind, the girl curled up her fingertips and turned the petals into flying hidden weapons, cutting through the long river surface and creating streaks on the river surface. Deep water marks.
This seemingly delicate and tender girl actually has such profound skills.
Even in today's martial arts world, where high-end martial arts are booming, it is rare for a girl of her age to have such skills.
Just when the girl was relieving herself from boredom, a figure was seen in the distance, stepping on the bow of a lone boat without using oars or pennies. The boat was speeding towards the river bank where he was. Come.
Seeing the figure on the speeding boat, the grievance on the girl's lips completely disappeared.
With his lotus feet a little closer, the person was already blowing towards the small boat like a gust of green wind.
"Brother Ke... Xiao! Why are you back late?"
The person who came was none other than Ke Xiaoliang, who had transformed into Xiao Nu.
Ke Xiaoliang stretched out his arms, took the girl into his arms, and then scratched her nose with his fingers.
"It's not just for a snack like you."
"I traveled hundreds of miles across the waterway to buy you old Zhang's water-milled tofu." Although Ke Xiaoliang could get whatever he wanted with the wave of his sleeve, but wouldn't that be a lot less sentimental?
The girl is naturally Yang Zhenzhen.
She was simple-minded and didn't know why Ke Xiaoliang turned into a stranger and asked her to call him 'Brother Xiao'.
She never thought too much about it.
It's not because she is stupid, but because she trusts Ke Xiaoliang enough.
Trust him enough to not have the slightest doubt or question about his arrangements and explanations.
Seeing Yang Zhenzhen's face full of joy and cuteness, Ke Xiaoliang's mood moved slightly.
I almost couldn't hold it anymore and gave up on the next plot plan, putting all arrangements on hold for the time being.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the meandering Qingjiang water continued to flow.
The sound of weapons clashing in the cave continued.
And just on the mountain road not far away, a big man covered in blood ran over, holding a large sword that was rare in the world.
Although he was seriously injured, the big man did not drop the heavy weapon in his hand. Instead, he continued to run with the sword in hand, spilling blood along the way.
Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that this man had tied up the intestines flowing out of his belly and stuffed them into the wound, showing a bit of bravery.
The two people chasing after the big man looked like they were prematurely aged. They both had white hair, but they were dressed like middle-aged people. They had obviously practiced some special skills and exchanged their lifespan for cultivation.
The three of them were all coming as fast as a meteor.
In the blink of an eye, two people were already approaching.
But for a moment, the person who was chasing him could not hold back his murderous intent and raised his hand to shoot out a silver light.
The big man who was running forward was already exhausted. Although he heard Po Feng's body behind him and forcibly gathered some energy to defend his back, he was still pierced by the silver needle that was designed to break the body's energy. Qi defense penetrated into the back one by one, sealing several important points.
While running, he saw Ke Xiaoliang and his two men docking at the shore.
But I heard this big man shouting: "You two, retreat quickly, don't delay here or injure your lives."
After saying that, he gave up running and turned around suddenly, swinging the Daguan Dao in his hand in a desperate posture.
The two men who were chasing him both took action.
Under the combined attack, both palms shook the Daguandao in the big man's hand, forcing him back.
As the true energy reverberated, the broken flowers in the mountain stream were scattered and flew up. The true energy connected with the artistic conception of the palm technique, making a roaring and roaring sound like a wild beast, but it frightened the birds in the forest.
The big man holding the Daguan Dao was hit with several palms one after another. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood and rolled to the riverside. Half of his body was soaked in the river water, dyeing the surrounding river red.
When Yang Zhenzhen saw this, he clenched his fists, then looked up at Ke Xiaoliang, his eyes shining brightly.
Ke Xiaoliang smiled but did not speak yet.
But I heard one of the chasing two people say: "The two passing dolls look like they are not very skilled. Should I kill them all?"
Another person said: "Let me ask first, if it is a monk, there is no need. Killing is useless, and it is nothing to build a grudge."
After saying that, the man then spoke to Ke Xiaoliang and Yang Zhenzhen: "Two fellow Taoists, who are your disciples?"
Ke Xiaoliang still didn't answer, as if he heard clearly every day, but also seemed not to recognize what these two people were talking about.
"Looking at his appearance, he must have been misled by our words. If it's not a monk... kill him!" said the pursuer who spoke before.
Ke Xiaoliang nodded towards Yang Zhenzhen.
Yang Zhenzhen suddenly showed joy.
Then he reached out and grabbed it.
The Daguandao that fell by the river fell into Yang Zhenzhen's palm.
Then he struck with a sharp knife and struck down fiercely.
Wherever the sword passes, not a blade of grass grows.
It is hard to imagine that such a ferocious sword technique could come from the hands of such a cute and cute girl.
What's even more incredible is the strength of his energy.
It would take ordinary people to practice day and night for hundreds of years to achieve this kind of accumulation of true energy, but the girl easily wielded it and slashed it with one sword... as if she was trying to separate the two of them from the mountain and the river.
The two people who were originally chasing the big man suddenly looked frightened.
At the same time, they all had doubts... They were all familiar with the famous aboriginal masters in the world, but they had never heard of such a girl who was good at swordsmanship!
In doubt, the sword came to him.
The two of them were dead and in different places at the same time.
The flying heads collided with each other in mid-air, and then he saw Ke Xiaoliang's aloof face.
"This face...why does it seem...somewhat familiar?"
