The heinous crime of time travel

This moment of light in the sky was called "Mu Yunshen", but unfortunately Yuheng didn't know it yet.

His own swordsmanship practiced strangely and unexpectedly, but he didn't know that Ruan Yu was even worse. None of his moves were calculated, and he was often caught off guard.

To be honest, Ruan Yu is not necessarily Yuheng's opponent, but one is merciful in his heart, while the other is blindly killing people. After a few moves, he becomes five or five. Want to bring down someone.

Ruan Yu was impatient, and couldn't figure out Xiao Yao's situation - this person was always talking, but now he didn't say a word, he might have died.

When she was so distracted, Yuheng's thin sword arrived in a blink of an eye, wrapping around Xitan's body like a poisonous snake.Ruan Yu's internal strength was not as strong as Yu Heng's, so he could only choose to abandon his sword and retreat after being stuck with the weapon. When Yu Heng was full of joy, a heavy blow came from the back of his head, and Xiao Yao's face full of blood and tears came into his eyes—even if he was dizzy The past, too, must have been a nightmare.

"Let's go." Xiao Yao clapped his hands, and the old god walked a few steps towards the south.

"..." Ruan Yu knew that this person had a bad temper, but he didn't expect it to be so bad. He really became a pair with Mu Yunshen, "Here..."

Ruan Yu pulled Xiao Yao reluctantly.

In the forest, there was a scream suddenly, and Xiao Yao's ears moved accordingly, pulling Ruan Yu to the top of the tree.

The initial scream seemed to be a signal, and then the same sound sounded again and again. The conditions on Mount Hujia were already harsh, and birds and beasts were rarer than humans, but all of them appeared at this time, hovering above their heads with wings On the road, the smell of blood in the wind became stronger and stronger.

Ruan Yu was also alert, she pulled Xiao Yao, and the two of them took advantage of the high snow and dense forest branches to rush to the north and leave this place as soon as possible.

The sky had already completely darkened, and Mount Hujia was like a well-made prison cage, where life and death could only come in and out.Ruan Changhen brought a few selected men to kill anyone he saw in the dense forest.

In a blink of an eye, the plain snow turned into a scarlet river. Ruan Changhen squatted next to a corpse in court uniform, touched it from top to bottom, and found a thin piece of identity in the waistband Jade plaque.

A jade card like this can only be used by the royal family, and the higher the level, the greener the jade. Ruan Chang turned his hand over, put the jade card in his sleeve, and nodded slightly.

The people following him dispersed immediately, and continued to go down the mountain in the dark.

On the north side of Wat Jia Mountain, there are many villages gathered. The shape and structure are similar to Ruanjiazhuang, but the folk customs are very different.

There are tribes from Miaojiang here, as well as shepherds from other places, and there are a few places with accents that lean toward the south of the Yangtze River. In short, it looks like a small "world".

But Ouyang Qing happened to be a coincidence, he grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, studied art from outside the customs, and then lived in Miaojiang, like dipping in soy sauce, with relatives and acquaintances everywhere.He clearly seemed out of tune with the Great Thousand World, but when he really came out of his haunted house-like house, he was actually in a mess.

He had a large wooden box half a person's height in his hand, and he was sitting in front of a farmhouse. The protruding eaves shielded him from the wind and snow, and he was completely motionless.

Suddenly, the door of the farmhouse opened, and warm yellow lights overflowed from inside, Ouyang Qing's eyeballs flickered, and she turned her head away.

"Sir, go in and have a bowl of hot porridge. It's cold outside and you can't stand it." The woman was wearing a scarf, stamping her feet, and handed a hand-warming woman to Ouyang Qing, "If you wait People, the inside is the same, the lamp is brightly lit, so you can’t see it.”

Ouyang Qing shook his head, his voice was still hoarse and old, "I don't like it inside, it's too lively."

The woman didn't force him, so she just nodded and let him go, turned around and drove the two children who came out, "Go into the house, come in, the benefactor is thin-skinned, don't look too much."

Ouyang Qing's pale complexion really had a little pinkness in the candle light, seeping into the roots of her ears.

He stared deeply into the darkness, rested his right hand on the wooden box, tapped it lightly twice, and suddenly said, "Master, nothing has changed under Mount Wat Ka."

The night wind swept the white snow, and no one answered.

When Ruan Yu came with Xiao Yao, Ouyang Qing was almost half buried in the snow, her hair was grizzled, as if she was getting old.

Seeing them from afar, the big Buddha didn't see him standing up to help—Ruan Yu gritted her teeth, her condition was not bad, but Xiao Yao was not sure.

This way, there is a lot of air out and less air in, but fortunately, every word of Ruan Yu can be answered.

From "Are you still alive?" and "Can't die" at the beginning, to "Hello" and "Huh" later.

Ruan Yu dragged Xiao Yao half-back, she was petite, and Xiao Yao was a big man with long hands and long feet, the snow under his clothes melted away, stained with the mud along the way, at first glance it was dusty, It was very embarrassing.

She turned over, threw Xiao Yao in front of Ouyang Qing, supported her knees, and slowed down for a while.

Ouyang Qing moved, shaking off the white snow all over her body, revealing the black and blue hair underneath.

His decadence often makes people forget his age.In fact, after doing the math, Ouyang Qing, Mu Yunshen, and Ruan Changhen are all of the same generation. They became famous very early, so they have not yet reached their sixtieth birthday, and they have become a legend in the martial arts. , I don't even know how old I am.

"Why is it like this again?" Ouyang Qing frowned.

The farmer's family was still awake. Although the noise was not loud, it happened in front of their house, and they smelled the smell of blood in the wind. The woman looked out worriedly.

When she spoke, she spoke with a distinct Miao accent. Although her clothes had been Sinicized, the silver ornaments on her hands and feet still remained. When she saw Xiao Yao who looked like a dead man on the ground, she didn't panic at first, but came up to snort.

"Alive... Gongong, let's go into the house." The woman subconsciously looked around, took out a broom from the back room, and walked backwards to smooth out the footprints along the road.

She did this series of actions with ease, and she must have encountered the same situation before, and over time, she was quite good at hiding people.

The farm house is not big, there are four rooms in total, Xiao Yao was dragged into the innermost room, lying on his back recklessly, and the eldest daughter fed him some soup.

Ouyang Qing used the needle first, then gave the woman a prescription and asked her to go out in the snow to get the medicine.There is no male master in this family, but it seems that they are doing well, and there is no shortage of food and clothing. There are two children, the oldest is twelve or three years old, and the youngest is seven or eight.

The wounds on Ruan Yu's body were treated accordingly. Her injuries were not serious, and most of them were on the flesh. Ouyang Qing just glanced at her, threw a bottle of golden sore medicine, and then went on her own ——For this kind of genius doctor who loves difficult and miscellaneous diseases, it is meaningless to leave only one breath without injury.

It just so happened that Xiao Yao belonged to the rare species of the wounded who had only one breath left, but stuck with that breath and refused to swallow it.

"In a short period of time, he suffered heavy injuries inside and outside, not to mention that this kid has been injured in his meridians since he was a child. He was blessed by misfortune, and misfortune by blessing... Maybe he can't survive this." Ouyang Qing's eyes were dead, and when she looked at Xiao Yao, she was naturally fine. Feelings, "I try my best, destiny is hard to break."

Ruan Yu was biting the gauze and wrapping it around the wound. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at Ouyang Qing, "Don't worry, he can't smash the signboard. His life is too bad. The King of Hades won't accept him for fear of ruining the underworld."

Ruan Yu could see it clearly—since she got to know Xiao Yao, her fate was also affected, and she looked at the word "unlucky" a lot.

"Also, it's not just Duan Fu's team that came here this time. There may be a big move in the capital recently. Zhao Mingliang even dared to put Duan Fu on the table to calculate."

After Ruan Yu finished speaking, she bared her teeth in pain.There was a wound on her arm, which was thrown out by Yuheng's thin sword. She sprinkled wine first, wiped off the medicine, and the cold sweat on the little girl's forehead was layered, and she said, "This news must be spread to Wat as soon as possible." Gasan, otherwise you will suffer."

"Who will pass it on, me?" Ouyang Qing sneered, "It's just a shelter, I don't care if it is there or not."

"The only thing you care about is the rotten coffin." Ruan Yu retorted, "Everyone is dead, and they just want to go to the ground to rest in peace. It's good for you, it's rotten, and you also recognize that skeleton. If this is all right If you are saved alive, you and I will come and go in the world, and you will die to show your ambition!"

Life and death can be played as a joke, what else can be taken seriously?

"..." Ouyang Qing didn't speak.

He was different from most of the people on Mount Wat Ka.To be a devil is a bit ambitious, even if he finds the Ninth Five-Year Lord troublesome, and the martial arts leader is unlucky, he still wants to leave a bad reputation for thousands of years.However, Ouyang Qing was so troubled by the name that he spent his whole life on the word "love".

"Ouyang Qing, I'm young, and I haven't liked anyone before," Ruan Yu said again. She just took advantage of her injury and swallowed a few sips of wine, and she actually became noisy, "But I also know that liking is not written like that If you want me to rot into dry bones in this world, I might as well leave a beautiful tombstone."

The two of them were talking, and there were two half-grown children in the room, who were supposed to be too old to understand, but their expressions were dim and they didn't say a word.The smaller male doll bit his lower lip, his shoulders trembled, he was pushed by his sister, and shrank into the back room.

They trekked from the distant Miaojiang. When they came out of the stockade, there were hundreds of people from ten families, but all of them disappeared later.Life can be consumed, bit by bit, it disappeared from Dad's wound.

The candle flame flickered in the cold wind that seeped in. "Dong dong dong", someone knocked on the door outside the house. In the heavy snow, it was A Niang who came back.