Chapter 115: A glimmer of hope

"Well, when she wakes up... can you change your name?" Chu Yang scratched his scalp with embarrassment, and his face turned red for the first time: "Look, I'm only sixteen years old this year, and I'm not old yet. I'm just an uncle before my birthday... It's too unreasonable..."

"You are only sixteen?" Mo Chengyu was stunned. Seeing that this guy seemed to be powerful, and he acted quite well, and was even more careful. In addition to being impulsive about the lady's stay, he could be said to have plotted against everything without any omissions; he was only sixteen years old?

"Yes." Chu Yang smiled.

"That's fine." Mo Chengyu agreed to persuade Mo Qingwu very happily. He thought about it, and felt that it was inappropriate for Mo Qingwu to call Uncle Chu Yang. Mo Qingwu, who is only nine years old, is of course fine. But when Mo Tianji and Mo Tianyun come, they are much bigger than Chu Yang. Could it be that they are also called Uncle?

They and Mo Qingwu are brothers and sisters, and are peers...

Besides, Chu Yang likes the lady so well and so much, isn’t it the same to call her uncle and brother? He cares about this title so much, it seems that he really likes the lady very much. Well, the lady is smart and cute and loved by everyone; no wonder Chu Yang likes it so much...

At this moment, Mo Chengyu even felt proud in his heart.

Of course, Mo Chengyu would never have thought that Chu Yang would have thought about a young girl who was only nine years old...

This is simply impossible; no matter who it is, seeing a little girl of eight or nine years old... you won't be so beastly... that kind of thought, right?

But... Chu Yang just happened to be that...

Because this is not someone else! This... this is Mo Qingwu...

Chu Yang stood under the night sky and never sleeped all night. Tonight, he had not practiced martial arts for the first time. He laughed, frowned, and sighed.

Finally saw...but...but...and was injured again...

And it's so small...

King Chu was a little confused. Aowu, when will you grow up? How can you grasp the degree? If you care too much, it will create a feeling of an elder, which will be counterproductive: a girl of this age is the time when she is the most malleable. If she leaves a deep-rooted "uncle" in her heart, everything will be over...

If she is too distant, it will cause disgust; if she hates herself since she was a child, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Also, what should Mo Qingwu’s injuries be like?

Thinking of this, Chu Yang felt confused.

"Her wounds can be cured by the Nine Tribulation Sword!" While thinking about it in a daze, the voice in consciousness suddenly appeared.

"Can the Nine Tribulation Sword be cured?" Chu Yang suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw like a drowning person, and was overjoyed.

"No," Jianhun seemed to sigh too; it seemed that this guy's inner demon was really stubborn; a nine-year-old Mo Qingwu actually made the young man fall in love with him; and he didn't practice martial arts...

This is not possible.

"Don't forget that the Nine Tribulation Sword has the effect of purifying the power of medicine; and the core essence of the medicine has been intercepted by the Nine Tribulation Sword; that is the real life-saving thing." Jianhun said helplessly: "Look at your dantian, at the hilt of the sword."

Chu Yang was ecstatic and calmed down to check. He saw in the dantian, there was a faint drop of dark things in the transparent hilt of the illusory Nine Tribulation Sword...

"That's it?"

"Yes, that's it. Just let it become a drop and you can take it out to heal Mo Qingwu's wounds." Sword Soul said: "But there is also a prerequisite, just a simple accumulation of medicine cannot achieve this goal. You must get the second section of the Nine Tribulation Sword and then collect enough of the drop of the Nine-Level Pill to take it out."

"I will make up enough medicine at all costs in the shortest time to advance to the second Nine Tribulation Sword!" Chu Yang's eyes froze and he said silently.

"I hope this is the case. But I want to remind you that in a year, I'm afraid you won't meet this requirement." Jianhun reminded: "If the Nine-level Pill is not at that level and is forced to take it out, it will not only be useless, but will be harmful."

Sword Soul sighed and said, "I could have ripened it, but..."

"But what? I almost forgot that you are the sword soul of the Nine Tribulation Sword, so you must be able to do it." Chu Yang said happily: "As soon as possible, will it be a good thing?"

"You stupid..." Jianhun was extremely depressed: "You didn't realize that I exist in your consciousness, but the Nine Tribulation Sword is in your dantian? I haven't even become one with him, how can I ripen it?"

"Besides, during this period, you have only copied so many medicinal materials from your house. The Nine Tribulation Swords have been absorbed, and with the accumulation of the original Tianwai Tower, it is only less than half of them. It is not easy to get enough? Besides, all you can collect in Tieyun City are ordinary herbs. With these, if you absorb a hundred times more, you can't form the Nine-level Pill!"

The sword soul poured a bucket of cold water on Chu Yang.

"As long as there is hope, I will strive for it! If these medicines are not good, I will go find those treasures! Whether it is stealing, robbing or cheating, I have to get it!" Chu Yang said fiercely: "Even if all the aristocratic families in the three days of robbery, I will have to collect this Nine-level Pill!"

"You fucking a genital!" Jianhun said in admiration or speechlessly, but disappeared without a trace. Now, this kid has enough motivation and pressure? With his current samurai cultivation level, he actually wants to rob all the aristocratic families in the three days. This is not a praising saying that there is really nothing else to say.

The disappearing sword soul is very proud...

Chu Yang fell into a deep breathing regulating. There was never any moment when his desire to improve his strength was so urgent!

Light dance is dangerous!

I want to protect her!

The next morning, he checked the Liucui Lake Tianbing Pavilion and then reminded Mo Chengyu. After looking at Mo Qingwu's apple-like face, Chu Yang walked out reluctantly.

When I arrived at Butian Pavilion, I saw Cheng Ziang sitting there with a sad face. When I saw Chu Yang appearing with a hideous mask, I was shocked and stood up as if I was guilty.

"Last night, the action was not successful?" Chu Yang snorted, and suddenly he became displeased at the old man. He was in an unhappy mood, but what he had been waiting for him early in the morning was news of another failure in action.

Seeing the old widow's expression like a dead old man, Chu Yang knew for sure: I must have not caught it last night!

"Yes; we disguised ourselves and entered the Tang Mansion with masks last night, but found that Tang Xinsheng had already disappeared; his wife and son were at home, but in order to avoid alarming the snake, we just gave surveillance and did not alarm them."

Cheng Zi'ang said carefully. It's strange that Cheng Zi'ang's martial master's cultivation is much higher than Chu Yang, but when Chu Yang glared at him, Cheng Zi'ang felt his calves tremble...

"Tang Xinsheng didn't know where to go, but his wife and son are still there?" Chu Yang grinned behind the mask: "This guy is really cruel... For the sake of setting up a suspicion array, he actually used his wife and son as bait. I don't know if it's his real wife and son or just a cover..."

"But it wasn't entirely unreal; just as the sky was dawn, I heard the sound of flapping my wings, but an invisible falcon that had sent messages flew into the Tang family. I captured it in one net..." Cheng Zi'ang was a little proud, and took out a bird from his arms like a treasure.

After all, this invisible falcon is coming and going without a trace, and it is really difficult to catch one. Not to mention the Martial Master, even the Martial Emperor cannot catch up with the speed of the Invisible Falcon, and he cannot see through the disguise of the Invisible Falcon.

But Cheng Zi'ang was lucky; he didn't catch Tang Xinsheng, so he knew that he would definitely eat the King of Chu's Yan after he went back; so he kept squatting there and waiting.

When the East was about to dawn, the invisible falcon flew over thousands of miles and came here. It was the most tired time, and it was just right, and it was already the twilight of the east, but the invisible falcon was still in the disguise of the late night, and the darkness was all over the night. How could it not attract attention?

So Cheng Zi'ang was waiting for the rabbit and captured it in one fell swoop.

"No, it's hard for you to carry a net bag with you..." Chu Yang said something in doubt whether it was a praising or a criticism, very sarcastic. Cheng Ziang's old face turned red, and he felt embarrassed.

Because Cheng Zi'ang likes the desire to eat the meat of birds, from big eagles to sparrows, everything is delicious for Cheng Zi'ang; so he often carries a small net bag with him. The more difficult the birds are, the more delicious it is for Cheng Zi'ang.

Even if you are in Butian Pavilion, once a bird approaches, as long as Cheng Zi'ang is present, there will inevitably be an extra dish on the dining table later. This guy is so greedy that he won't even let the bats go...

This was purely because the blind cat caught the dead mouse, and the invisible falcon fell into his hands by chance... It really was God's will...

It happened to be unbelievable!

Chu Yang removed a very small bamboo tube under the feathers on the invisible falcon's thighs, poured out a small wax ball from it, and sealed it tightly.

As soon as I pinched my fingers, the wax ball cracked a crack, and a piece of paper ball rolled out from it, carefully opened it and spread it flat; I saw that it read: The situation is dangerous!

Only these two words are very sloppy, but the iron-painted silver hooks are sloppy, but the handwriting is sloppy, but it contains a sense of grandeur, steady and light. The signature is a faint seal; the two words "Fifth" can be vaguely seen.

"It was written by the fifth gentle man." Chu Yang's words greatly boosted Cheng Zi'ang's spirit!

"It seems that I still underestimated Tang Xinsheng! This is an unprecedented big fish!" Chu Yang's face was heavy, and he carefully put the note written by the fifth gentleman in his arms.

The fifth gentle Golden Horse Knight Hall is responsible for intelligence, but he personally wrote such a letter for Tang Xinsheng; how could Chu Yang not know the meaning of this?

The importance of Tang Xinsheng can be imagined!
Chapter completed!