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When I saw Jiang Wanzhou again, it was in Meilou of my house. In the middle of the night, Jiang Wanzhou stood at his door carrying a sack.

Jin Dacheng was dressed in pajamas, with loose hair, and he was used to the beauty of the mysterious wind. Even with this appearance, he was still beautiful. He unconsciously showed all kinds of amorous feelings towards Jiang Wanzhou, but Jiang Wanzhou turned a blind eye and walked all the way. The sack was carried to Jin Mahayana's fragrant bed.

"What's the matter?"

The sack was untied, revealing a pale, blood-stained face with scars all over its body, shocking.

Jin Dacheng tilted his head and looked: "Isn't this the kid who insulted Taishi Yu in public today?" He covered his mouth in surprise: "Young master, you? What are you doing with a dead man on your back?"

"He's not dead, he's still alive." Without raising her head, Jiang Wanzhou swiftly removed the man's blood-stained clothes, and said softly, "Master Yu's subordinates dragged him down and beat him. They thought he was killed, so they used The sack was tied up and thrown under the Ruoshui bridge outside the city, and I went down to see that he was still alive, so I brought him back."

"You followed them all the time?"

"Ah."

"Hey, pitiful." Jin Dacheng sighed: "This kid has a backbone, but it's a pity that things don't end well. This kind of thing happens every day in Jinling. He offends the powerful and is beaten to death. Even the corpse cannot be left behind."

"I know, but seeing it with my own eyes is another matter." He raised his head and said earnestly: "Xuanfengshi, please help me, I want to save him."

"Save it, save it." Jin Dacheng opened the door and ordered his servants to fetch hot water, returned to the bed and covered the poor child's welt-scarred body with brocade, and muttered: "Another person who was killed by Grand Master Yu."

Jiang Wanzhou was startled, and suddenly thought that Yao Ximu was doing the same, so she couldn't help but smile. The smile was very light, but it was as light and beautiful as the moon and the wind.Huang Jin Dacheng's eyes blurred, he thought he was wrong, and then said: "Young master, you look so beautiful when you smile! You should smile more."

Jiang Wanzhou didn't laugh anymore, but fell into deep thought—I don't know how that bastard Yao Ximu is doing now.

The bastard Yao Ximu is sitting cross-legged on the couch at this moment, doing the last luck breathing of the day, his internal energy is slowly flowing into his dantian like a sea of ​​rivers.Yao Ximu let out a long breath, and suddenly sneezed twice. He opened his eyes, rubbed his nose, felt very sleepy, so he lay down and fell asleep.

Although Crane Valley is called a valley, it is not a valley, but a group of mountains in Guan County, Xishu.Because there used to be a fairy riding a crane to travel, and the white crane never returned, but this place has the name of Crane Valley.The owner of the valley, He Si, usually lives in Zhuming Peak, the main peak of Heju Valley, while the men and women trained for the villa live in Xijin Peak and Donghua Peak.

When Yao Ximu arrived at Deheju Valley, the owner of the valley, He Si, went to pick up his daughter from the Tang Gate in western Sichuan, but he was not in the valley.Mo Li and Shan Chui only took care of sending people and bringing letters, the letter was for He Si, and when He Si was away, the steward Pei Qingyu didn't dare to open it privately, so she accepted Yao Ximu, treating it as a new one who was trained as a dead man The orphan was thrown directly into the stone palace of Donghua Peak, and his sword Lixiao was also confiscated.Yao Ximu's inner strength was locked, and he obediently did not resist.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

The first level for the newly sent orphans to enter is the Stone Palace.

Before the heavy sound of the Shimen closing came from behind Yao Ximu, Yao Ximu turned around and shouted to Pei Qingyu who was outside the door: "Uncle Pei, you must tell him that Fourth Uncle He is back, I, I am Yao Ximu, Yao Laosan's son is here!"

"Definitely convey it." Pei Qingyu made a gesture to reassure Yao Ximu.

Yao Ximu looked at the rising fine dust, turned his head and looked around, there was light coming in from the patio, and the surroundings were not dark.So Yao Ximu could see clearly that there were eyes in all corners, looking at him viciously, such hostility was straightforward and undisguised.

"How are you all?" Yao Ximu responded with a gentle smile one by one, even bent down and reached out to stroke the head of a child behind the pillar.

The child gave Yao Ximu a claw with lightning speed, and ran and crawled to a further place.

Fortunately, Yao Ximu reacted quickly, even if his internal force was locked, it didn't hinder his speed, so he didn't get hit.He walked up to a boy who looked about his age, and asked with a smile, "Brother, what's your name?"

The boy got up and kicked him almost in the jaw.

Yao Ximu hit two snags in a row and decided not to try to get close again.He walked aside resentfully and looked at the layout of the stone palace. The interior of the stone palace was divided into five parts by gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Yao Ximu looked at the token Pei Qingyu gave him, on which the word "water" was engraved in small seal script. , he was assigned to the Ministry of Water.

He found the Ministry of Water and walked in with the token. Dong Sha, the steward in charge of the Ministry of Water, confirmed the token and took him into the room.

The room is also made of stone, with stone beds, benches and tables inside, and children squatting, sitting or standing.

There are not many children of the same age as Yao Ximu, and most of them are younger than him. When these children saw Dongsha scatter away, some stood against the wall, some hid under the bed, their eyes were full of fear, and they were all scared. I dare not come forward.

"You should stay here." Dongsha pointed to the innermost bunk, which had no bedding.Yao Ximu looked around and saw clean straw piled up in the corner.

Dongsha yawned and left.

Yao Ximu buried his head in picking straw and was about to make the bed when he stepped on his hand with one foot.Yao Ximu looked up, good guy, the group of children who were scared to death just now surrounded him, and the boy who stepped on his hand was not tall, but strong, with a provocative face and fierce eyes, it could be seen that he was I'm used to it here.

"Here you are, these are all mine." The boy raised his chin, pointed his nostrils at Yao Ximu, and said disdainfully, "You can't move my things."

"Move your mother!" Yao Ximu tore up a handful of straws and threw them on his head and face!

A melee.

Fighting purely with force without using internal strength, these children are far from being Yao Ximu's opponents.Yao Ximu soon became the new boss of the Ministry of Water, and conquered Dongsha with his cooking skills. Dongsha chatted with him while eating his fried fennel beans.

"So you practiced martial arts with the young master at the villa! No wonder!" Dongsha had an extraordinary admiration for the master of Luomei Villa. "If your internal strength is not locked, maybe I am not your opponent."

"I don't know, big brother in charge, when can I go out?" Yao Ximu held his chin.

"It's easy to get out of here. There is a competition in Wubu once a month. If you have good martial arts, you can go out. You'll be fine."

"Well, I don't want to fight these people at all."

Shigong also teaches kung fu, all of which have no moves, no origins, no names, and the only purpose is to put people to death.Yao Ximu felt that these styles of play were very barbaric, and they didn't pay attention to aesthetics at all.

He thought of Gu Qingrou's swordsmanship, the butterflies fluttered in light powder, both beautiful and poisonous.There is also the orchid brushing hand that Wu Jin taught him, the posture of pressing the acupuncture points is like a lotus flower. Before that, he despised this acupuncture hand as too girly and unmanly, but now he thinks it is extremely graceful.

But here, the most important thing is to be able to kill, no one cares about the aesthetics.

Only Yao Ximu killed people gracefully.

He is used to killing people now, and the two confront each other, often fighting for their lives, and the competition will not end until one of them dies.

"Alas—" he sighed, thinking to himself, "I can't even sleep well at night, and I'm always on guard against someone's sneak attack. It's really a crime that the dead men in Luomei Villa were selected in this way."

A month has passed, Yao Ximu stood out in the competition, and was about to meet Pei Qingyu when he entered the second round.He Si came back, He Si heard Pei Qingyu report the matter, even his daughter was put aside, hurriedly ran to the Stone Palace, cursing at the same time: "Yao Laosan's son, who was sent by Anxiang Liuhe , why would you treat them the same as those children? Was your brain eaten by a pig?"

Pei Qingyu was scolded bloody, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate doesn't investigate, please forgive me, Master Gu. This subordinate will let the young master of the Yao family come out of the stone palace."

He Si personally let Yao Ximu out, checked Yao Ximu's body, and found that there was no missing arm or leg, so he hugged him in his arms, and said with a sigh of relief: "I didn't get caught by those brainless people. It's gone, good boy." He patted Yao Ximu's shoulder and said with a smile, "Do you still remember your Fourth Uncle He?"

"Fourth Uncle He! You're here!" Yao Ximu clung to his strong arm and burst into tears.

"Hey, I'm late, I've made you feel wronged." He Si patted his back, comforting him.

"Daddy, who is he?" A beautiful little girl walked up behind He Si, her bright red mouth slightly pouted, pointing at Yao Ximu, asking puzzledly.

"Fourth Uncle, is this my sister?" Yao Ximu asked.