"Well, when she wakes up...can I change my name?" Chu Yang scratched his scalp in embarrassment, and his face turned red for the first time: "Look, I'm only sixteen years old this year, so I'm actually not that old.
It’s so unreasonable to be called an uncle even before it’s my birthday..."
"Are you only sixteen?" Mo Chengyu was stunned for a moment, seeing that this guy seemed to be powerful, and he acted in a very orderly manner, and his thoughts were even more careful. Apart from being a little impulsive about the young lady's leaving, he could be said to be...
Everything was planned and no omissions were missed; yet you are only sixteen years old?
"Yes." Chu Yang chuckled.
"That's no problem." Mo Chengyu happily agreed to persuade Mo Qingwu. He also thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate for Mo Qingwu to call Chu Yang uncle. It is natural for Mo Qingwu to call her uncle when she is only nine years old.
No problem, but when Mo Tianji and Mo Tianyun arrived, they were both much older than Chu Yang. Could they also be called uncle?
The two of them and Mo Qingwu are brothers and sisters, equal generations...
Besides, Chu Yang is so fond of the young lady, isn't it the same as calling him uncle or brother? He cares so much about this title, and it seems that he really likes the young lady. Well, the young lady is smart and smart, and everyone loves her;
No wonder Chu Yang likes it so much...
At this moment, Mo Chengyu even felt proud in his heart.
Of course, even if Mo Chengyu thought about it, he would never have thought that Chu Yang would be so beastly that he would actually have feelings for a nine-year-old girl...
This is simply impossible; no matter who you are, if you see an eight or nine-year-old little girl... you won't be so beastly as to have... that kind of thoughts, right?
But... Chu Yang just did that...
Because this is not someone else! This... this is Mo Qingwu...
Chu Yang stood under the night sky and stayed awake all night. Tonight, for the first time, he did not practice any martial arts. He smiled sometimes, frowned sometimes, and sighed sometimes.
I finally saw it...but...I was injured again...
And it’s so small…
King Chu Hell was a little confused. Wow, when will he grow up... How can he grasp the balance between this? If he cares too much, he will feel like an elder, which is counterproductive: a little girl of this age,
It is the time when plasticity is the strongest. If a deep-rooted "uncle" impression is left in the heart, then everything will be lost...
If he is too distant, it will cause resentment; if he makes her hate him since childhood, it will be even more difficult to deal with.
Also, what should happen to Mo Qingwu's injury?
Thinking like this, Chu Yang felt confused.
"Her injuries can be cured by the Nine Tribulations Sword!" While he was thinking haphazardly, the voice in his consciousness suddenly appeared.
"Can the Nine Tribulations Sword cure this?" Chu Yang was like a drowning man who suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw and was overjoyed.
"Not bad." The sword soul seemed to sigh; it seems that this guy's inner demon is really stubborn; a nine-year-old Mo Qingwu actually made this young man lovesick; and he didn't practice any martial arts...
This is not possible.
"Don't forget that the Nine Tribulations Sword has the function of purifying the power of medicine; moreover, the core essence of the medicine is trapped by the Nine Tribulations Sword; that is what really saves lives." The sword spirit said helplessly: "Look at your Dantian.
, at the hilt of the sword.”
Chu Yang was ecstatic in his heart, and he concentrated on checking. He saw that in the dantian, on the transparent hilt of the illusory Nine Tribulations Sword, there was half a drop of dark stuff inside...
"This is it?"
"Yes, that's it. As long as it becomes a drop, you can take it out and heal Mo Qingwu's injury." Sword Soul said: "But there is a prerequisite. Simply accumulating medicine cannot achieve this goal; you must
You have to get the second section of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and then collect the amount of this drop of Nine Layers Pill before you can take it out."
"I will collect enough medicine in the shortest possible time at all costs to advance to the second Nine Tribulations Sword!" Chu Yang's eyes narrowed and he said silently.
"I hope so. But I want to remind you that within a year, I'm afraid you won't be able to meet such requirements." Sword Soul reminded: "If the Nine Layer Pill has not reached that stage and is taken out by force, then not only will it be useless, but it will
harmful."
The sword soul sighed and said: "Originally, I could have ripened it, but..."
"But what? I almost forgot, you are the sword soul of the Nine Tribulations Sword, so you must be able to do it." Chu Yang said happily: "If you ripen it quickly, wouldn't everything be fine?"
"You idiot..." Sword Soul was extremely depressed: "You didn't realize that I exist in your consciousness, but the Nine Tribulations Sword is in your Dantian? I haven't become one with him, how can I ripen it?"
"Furthermore, during this period of time, you ransacked the house and found so many medicinal materials; the Nine Tribulations Sword has been absorbed completely, and together with the original accumulation in Tianwai Tower, it is only less than half. It is easier said than done to get enough? Besides,
, all you can collect in Tieyun City are ordinary medicinal herbs. With these, even if you absorb a hundred times more, you won’t be able to form the Nine Layer Pill!"
The sword spirit poured a ladle of cold water on Chu Yang.
"As long as there is hope, I will fight for it with all my strength! If these medicines don't work, I will look for those heavenly materials and treasures! Whether it's stealing, robbing or cheating, I have to get it!" Chu Yang said fiercely: "Even if it's robbery,
I also want to collect this ninth-level elixir from all the aristocratic families in Zhongsan Santian!"
"You're so fucking talented!" The sword spirit said something in admiration or speechlessness, and then disappeared without a trace. Now, this kid has enough motivation and pressure, right? With the current samurai cultivator,
Why, he actually wanted to rob all the aristocratic families in the three days, which is nothing more than a boast.
The disappeared sword soul is very proud...
Chu Yang fell into a deep breath adjustment. There had never been any moment when his desire to improve his strength was so urgent!
Qingwu is dangerous!
I want to protect her!
The next morning, he looked around Liucuihu Tianbing Pavilion, then gave Mo Chengyu some instructions, and looked at Mo Qingwu's apple-like face, who was still sleeping peacefully, and Chu Yang reluctantly walked out.
When I arrived at Butian Pavilion, I saw Cheng Zi'ang sitting there with a sad face. When I saw Chu Yang appearing with a ferocious mask, I couldn't help being frightened, and stood up with a guilty conscience.
"Last night, the operation failed?" Chu Yang snorted and suddenly looked displeased with the old man. He was already in a bad mood, but what was waiting for him early in the morning was the news that the operation failed again.
Seeing the dead expression on Cheng Ziang, an old man and a widow, Chu Yang knew for sure: Mao must not have been caught last night!
"Yes; last night we disguised ourselves and entered the Tang Mansion with our faces covered, only to find that Tang Xinsheng had disappeared; his wife and son were at home, but in order to avoid alerting others, we only set up surveillance and did not alert them."
Cheng Ziang said cautiously. It's strange to say that Cheng Ziang's martial arts cultivation level is much higher than that of Chu Yang, but when Chu Yang glared at him, Cheng Ziang felt his calves tremble...
"Tang Xinsheng disappeared without a trace, but his wife and son are still there?" Chu Yang grinned behind the mask: "This guy is really cruel... In order to create suspicion, he actually used his wife and son as bait. I don't know if it is true or not.
My wife and son are still just a cover..."
"But it's not all without gain; when it was just dawn, I faintly heard the sound of flapping wings, but an invisible falcon carrying a message flew into the Tang family. I captured it with a net..." Cheng Ziang felt a little proud and presented the treasure.
Usually he takes out a bird from his arms.
After all, this invisible falcon comes and goes without a trace. It is really difficult to catch one. Not to mention the Martial Lord, even the Martial Emperor cannot catch up with the speed of the invisible falcon, let alone see through it.
The Disguise of the Invisible Falcon.
But Cheng Zi'ang was just unlucky; he didn't catch Tang Xinsheng, so he knew that he would definitely have a meal like the king of hell when he went back, so he kept waiting there perseveringly.
At the moment when the east is about to dawn, the invisible falcon has flown thousands of miles and arrived here. It is the most tired time, and the time is just right. It is already twilight in the east, and the invisible falcon has arrived.
But he is still in the guise of late night, covered in darkness, how can he not attract attention?
So Cheng Zi'ang waited for the opportunity and captured him in one fell swoop.
"That's right, why are you still carrying a net bag with you..." Chu Yang said something that was not clear whether it was praise or disparagement, but he was a little bit weird. Cheng Zi'ang's face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Because Cheng Ziang loves to eat, he especially likes to eat the meat of birds, from eagles to sparrows. For Cheng Ziang, everything is indispensable and delicious. Therefore, he always carries a small net bag with him, the more he eats, the more he eats.
The birds that are difficult to catch are more delicious to Cheng Ziang.
Even in Butian Pavilion, once a bird approaches, as long as Cheng Ziang is present, then there will definitely be an extra dish on the table later. This guy is so greedy that he will not let go of bats...
This was simply a blind cat catching a dead mouse, and the invisible falcon fell into his hands by various coincidences... It must be said that it was God's will...
The coincidence is unbelievable!
Chu Yang removed a very small bamboo tube under the feathers on the Invisible Falcon's thigh, poured out a small wax pill from it, and sealed it tightly.
With a pinch of his fingers, the wax ball cracked open, and a crumpled paper ball rolled out from it. He carefully opened it and flattened it. It read: The situation is in danger!
There are only these two words, which are very sloppy, but the iron painted silver hook, although the handwriting is sloppy, contains a majestic atmosphere, steady and light. The signature is a faint seal; the two words 'fifth' can be vaguely seen
words.
"It was written by Wu Qingrou himself." Chu Yang's words made Cheng Ziang's spirits rise!
"It seems that I still underestimated Tang Xinsheng! This is a big fish that I have never seen before!" Chu Yang looked heavy and very carefully put the note written by Wu Qingrou into his arms.
There are countless people in charge of intelligence in the Fifth Qingrou Golden Horse Knights Hall, but they personally wrote such a letter for Tang Xinsheng; how could Chu Yang not know the meaning of this?