Three thousand world

【Special way】

Qin Lei was wounded and fled.

Mo Yu bypassed those corpses and stepped forward, knelt down to untie the ropes on Mao Mao's hands and feet one by one, and took the cloth strip from Mao Mao's mouth, "Is there any injury?"

Maomao shook his head.

Mo Yu asked: "Are you scared?"

Maomao shook his head.

Mo Yu squatted in the same place, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Of course I won't give Qin Lei "Kong Ming Jue", and besides, I don't feel at ease putting you by his side for three hours, let alone three days. At this moment, I am only worried that my choice is wrong and it will hurt you."

Mao Mao still did not speak.

Mo Yu laughed at himself, "When did you talk so little?" He rubbed Mao Mao's hair while speaking.

Maomao seemed to have just regained consciousness and let out a breath, and finally said: "I thought I was going to die this time."

"Nonsense! Brother Xiaoyu and I are here, how could you be in trouble!" Chen Yue said angrily.

Maomao looked at Mo Yu, "Although I knew you would never go to Haoqi League when you left, I had a feeling that it was the last time we met..." His voice gradually became weaker, and he didn't dare to look again Mo Yu, "It's like...we're separated this time, and we'll see each other again in unknown years...so I feel..."

Mo Yu suddenly hugged Mao Mao with such force that Mao Mao swallowed the words in a daze, and said after a while, "Yu, brother Yu...that's why I think I'm going to die...but...fortunately... ...you called for help."

"Maomao, don't talk."

"what?"

"Hey..." Mo Yu sighed inaudibly, let go of Maomao, pushed Maomao's shoulder, and said: "In the future, if you keep thinking about it, I will ask Xiaoyue to give you the most bitter medicine in the world!"

Chen Yue clapped her hands when she heard it.

Maomao couldn't laugh or cry.After standing up, Maomao tidied up her clothes, walked up to Wang Yifeng, bowed to him, and said, "Thank you Uncle for saving me. If I didn't have Uncle today, I would really...hehehe."

Wang Yifeng said: "Thank him."

Maomao turned his head and smiled at Mo Yu, then looked at Wang Yifeng and said, "Brother Xiaoyu naturally wants to thank you, but uncle you also want to thank you! Uncle, your martial arts are really amazing! It's a pity that Qin Lei's villain escaped, otherwise he would be caught , hit his ass hard!"

"Hahahaha..." Wang Yifeng laughed loudly, "You're an interesting kid! Xie Yuan actually has such an interesting junior like you under his command?"

"Huh? Uncle, do you know Uncle Xie?" Maomao asked.

"Xie Yuan, leader of the Haoqi League, is there anyone in the world who doesn't know him?" Wang Yifeng smiled meaningfully.

Maomao respected Xie Yuan a lot, so he naturally felt that what Wang Yifeng said was reasonable, so he looked at Mo Yu and Xiaoyue and asked, "Brother Mo Yu, Xiaoyue, and uncle, what are your plans for the future? I want to be here Wait for Sister Kong Zhen and the others, and go back to Haoqi League with them."

Mo Yu's face darkened.

Chen Yue said: "I will go back to Qixiufang with Seventh Miss, and when I tell the owner about Brother Mo Yu's curse and poison, I will go to the Haoqi League to find you." Even Chen Yue felt that Mo Yu would definitely be with Maomao Go to Haoqi League.

Maomao nodded and looked at Wang Yifeng, "Uncle, your martial arts are so good, come with us to Haoqi League! Uncle Xie will definitely welcome you!"

"Hahahaha..." Wang Yifeng laughed loudly again, stroked his beard, and said, "Boy, there is no place for me there!" After saying that, he glanced at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu stepped forward and said to Maomao: "Maomao, it seems..." After a long pause, he spoke again, "It seems that I can't go with you."

"Huh? Why?"

But Wang Yifeng suddenly hugged Mo Yu by the waist, and the two of them seemed to fly, and "float" far away very quickly.

"Brother Mo Yu—" Maomao shouted while chasing forward, "Brother Mo Yu wait! Wait! Where are you going—"

The only way for Mo Yu to rescue Mao Mao from Qin Lei is to ask Wang Yifeng for help.

As long as he speaks, Wang Yifeng will rescue him.As long as he speaks, he will be Mo Yu from the Valley of the Evil.

But his Mao Mao said plainly that he wanted to go back to the Haoqi League.

"Brother Mo Yu!" Maomao still didn't give up, chasing and shouting all the way.But how can he catch up with Wang Yifeng's lightness kung fu?The figures of Mo Yu and Wang Yifeng had long since disappeared.

"Brother Mo Yu! Wait for me—"

Chen Yue caught up panting, and grabbed Maomao, "It's useless! Stop shouting!"

Maomao turned to look at Chen Yue, with puzzlement and reluctance in his eyes, as well as a lot of helplessness and anxiety, "Why did he leave?"

Chen Yue couldn't answer.

Who is that man in white?Such a move that is flowing like clouds and flowing water, as if there is no move, I am afraid that even no one in Qixiufang can accept the move.Where is Mo Yu going with that person?Why was the first thing Mo Yu said when he found that person was "save him"?Has that person been around Daoxiang Village all this time?

The questions in Chen Yue's mind are by no means less than Mao Mao's.But she ended up saying, "We'll see each other again."

Gathering and separation, isn't it life?

See you today, leave today.

See you later, it won't be difficult.

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