Seeing that Qiao Xianyong's two fingers were about to penetrate into the eyes of the man in black, the man in black also knew that the incoming force was serious, so he had to let go of Xiao Morou's wrist, and jumped up and down to Ye Muxin's side.
Qiao Xianyong succeeded with one move and immediately stopped chasing the man in black. He looked down at Xiao Morou's face and realized that she was not injured, so he protected her.
Ye Muxin looked at Qiao Xianyong in confusion, pointed at Xiao Morou and said, "Junior brother, why are you hanging out with people from the Demon Sect?"
When Qiao Xianyong heard the word "Demon Cult", his mind was in confusion. He couldn't believe his ears. He looked at Ye Muxin blankly and repeated, "Devil Cult?"
At this time, I saw Lao Huang step forward and angrily scolded Ye Muxin, "You little bitch! What nonsense are you talking about! How can you insult the name of the Holy Religion at will!"
Ye Muxin was not afraid, and replied tit for tat, "Holy Cult! It's not ridiculous! You people in the Demonic Cult are the enemies of martial arts. They kill innocent people indiscriminately and take things by force! They are the enemies of all decent families!" Then she turned to Qiao Xianyong.
Said, "Junior brother, leave with us quickly."
Qiao Xianyong was still confused. Xiao Morou didn't know any martial arts at all, and she didn't know anything about the martial arts. She just played and studied, and she even saved his life. Although her eldest sister Xiao Bihen acted strangely, she didn't seem to be anything.
A good man, but he could not connect these two women with the feared "devil sect" in the martial arts world.
He was still thinking blankly when he heard Ye Muxin say sternly, "Xianyong, grab that little witch and come with us!"
After hearing this, Lao Huang pulled out the diamond whip behind him. Xiao Bihen stopped him with a gesture. Xiao Bihen watched the development of the situation with interest. She seemed to have a good idea of Qiao Xianyong's next move, but she didn't really care about Xiao Mo.
Rou's safety.
Qiao Xianyong shook his head, pointed at Xiao Morou, and said, "Senior sister, this Miss Xiao Er is my savior. Without her, I might never be able to see Master and you again in this life. Senior sister,
Although I really want to leave with you and Mr. Chu, I have to risk my life to protect Miss Xiao Er from returning home safely."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Muxin's expression suddenly changed. The man in black was waiting impatiently on one side. He shouted "Let's go" and then jumped towards the inn wall. Ye Muxin stamped his feet and glared at Qiao Xianyong.
At one glance, he also ran forward.
Old Huang looked at Xiao Bihen's face and hesitated whether he should lead someone to catch up.
Xiao Bihen said calmly, "Let's each rest. Old Huang, find someone to recall the master of the Holy Cauldron Hall from outside the city. If these two little thieves fail, they will definitely come back." She paused and looked.
He glanced at Qiao Xianyong and said, "Young man, come in with me. I have something to ask you."
Xiao Morou glanced at Xiao Bihen in panic and interjected, "Sister, I'll go in with him."
Xiao Bihen seemed to rarely hear her sister interfering in her affairs, and then she said with a sinking face, "Go and have a rest. Now I know that this young man is not some Ahua, and I won't blame you, but
There's something I need to figure out."
Xiao Bihen glanced at Xiao Morou's two maids. They were frightened and turned pale. They picked up Xiao Morou and half pushed and half pulled her back to the side room.
Qiao Xianyong obediently followed Xiao Bihen and Lao Huang into the wing where she lived. The wing she lived in was much larger, and there was a hall outside the dormitory, which contained desks and bamboo seats.
After Xiao Bihen sat down, Lao Huang picked out the dim candle wicks, and the room became slightly brighter.
Everyone outside the house seemed to have dispersed, and the dark night became extremely peaceful again.
Qiao Xianyong has never seen Xiao Bihen so close. Although the skin on her face is very well maintained and is still white, tender and smooth, there are fine lines that cannot be covered up in the corners of Xiao Bihen's mouth and eyes. Her bright eyes are full of wrinkles.
In addition to being shrewd and cold, there seems to be fatigue and loneliness.
Xiao Bihen spoke coldly, and she said calmly, "What is your name? Who are you?"
Qiao Xianyong answered honestly, "My name is Qiao Xianyong. I accidentally fell into the Wu Valley three years ago, but luckily I didn't die. I was lucky enough to be saved by Palace Master Rou'er a few days ago. I'm so grateful."
Xiao Bihen's voice raised a notch, "I'm asking you, who did you study under? How did you know the Seven Skills of Wishful Hands? What does Broken Moon Cliff have to do with you!"
Qiao Xianyong was confused by these questions. What is the relationship between Qiqiao Ruyishou, Duanyueya and Xiao Bihen? Why is she so concerned?
Qiao Xianyong thought for a while and decided to answer a simple question first. He said honestly, "My mentor's surname is Wei Minghong. He is the head of the Songyan Sect. He lives on Broken Moon Cliff."
Xiao Bihen stared at Qiao Xianyong intently, as if she wanted to swallow him. Then her face sank and she shouted, "Boy, don't talk nonsense! What Wei Hong! What Songyan Sect! I have never heard of it!"
The person who lives on Broken Moon Cliff is not this person at all!"
Qiao Xianyong felt even more baffled. He looked at Xiao Bihen strangely and thought, could it be that there are two Broken Moon Cliffs in the Central Plains?
Xiao Bihen may also feel that she has lost her composure. She stroked her clothes, her voice slowed down, and she said, "Qiao Xianyong, right? Tell me carefully what the Broken Moon Cliff you are talking about looks like. If you dare to talk nonsense
If so, hum!" Xiao Bihen stretched out her slender green-white hands and tapped Qiao Xianyong's robe twice. Hearing only two "swish" sounds, Qiao Xianyong lowered his head and saw that his robe seemed to have been pierced by a spear.
Same, with two holes exposed.
Mr. Qiao couldn't help but feel a little angry. Xiao Bihen was indeed not a good person. He threatened people after talking nicely.
He was about to open his mouth to refute Xiao Bihen, but he saw that Xiao Bihen looked strange, his face turned red, and his body leaned slightly forward, as if he was very anxious to know Qiao Xianyong's answer.
Qiao Xianyong felt compassion again. He thought that Duanyue Cliff was not some fairy cave, so it would be okay to just describe it.
He no longer looked at Xiao Bihen, but looked out the window, as if recalling his childhood world that he had not returned to for a long time.
He spoke slowly, "Duanyue Cliff is in the west of the Central Plains. It's not too far away from Lingshan Mountain, but it still takes four or five days to walk. Duanyue Cliff is the highest peak in the Lingtong Mountains in the west. This is
The shape of the mountain peak is strange, like an inverted Nine Heavens Pipa, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top.
Due to the special terrain of Broken Moon Cliff, it is almost impossible to go up the mountain. But my master had a special method. Not only did he take us up there, he also built a house there.
The cliff is as beautiful as the Paradise. No matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, the grass is green. The mountain is full of flowers, and there are all kinds of rare varieties. Some varieties are said to have been brought back from all corners of the Central Plains by the master. The best thing is
, the moon seen on the cliff is very clear, close and big, as if it is within reach. Sometimes at night when we have nothing to do, my senior sister and I sit on the grass and watch the moon, and the master is playing the flute next to him.
My favorite song is Qianqiu Sui.”
Qiao Xianyong stopped and looked at Xiao Bihen in surprise. She closed her eyes tightly and tears rolled down her face.