after the villain

19.

Under the silent gaze of the young man in Tsing Yi, Mo Gutong stroked his smooth head, vaguely aware of something.

He was not angry at all, instead he grinned, hooked the beads on his chest, each of which was as big as a baby's fist, bowed with palms upright, and chanted the Buddha's name with a smile on Yan Jingyu's face, "Amitabha, the old monk gave up three Thousands of troubles take refuge in my Buddha, and their hearts are sincere and pious."

He actually has a super high sense of identity with his monk status.

Ji Wuming glanced at him in surprise.

"Bah! Monk of wine and meat!" Li Yang spat at him unceremoniously, directly revealing his old background.

Mo Gutong gave him a squinting look, but he had the appearance of an eminent monk who was neither salty nor indifferent, and his original taste was revealed as soon as he opened his mouth, "I don't know as much as you a fake Taoist priest when I become famous."

Li Yang sneered at this twice, the two of them stared at each other, turned their heads away, and tacitly stopped talking about this topic.

Ji Wuming looked impatient, of course he didn't think that the other party stopped them on purpose to say these irrelevant things.

Yan Jingyu flicked the knife directly, revealing a murderous look.

Li Yang waved his hands again and again, and said with a bitter face, "Don't, don't, girl, please calm down. What the two of us said just now really didn't lie to you. It was because of the serious injury that I was hungry, and I started to have evil intentions. Now I have been punished. Lesson learned, and I won’t make such a big mistake again.”

Ji Wuming frowned, impatiently going around in circles with him, "What are you trying to say?"

"Miss, are you going to Yangjiacun? It's getting late today, and the gates of the two sides are closed. We both plan to go to Yangjiacun to seek help from the villagers. I wonder if Miss...can you do me a favor?"

He rolled his eyeballs to the two horses that were good at first glance, squeezed out a flattering smile, and said hurriedly before waiting for anyone's reaction, "Don't worry, girl, we only need one horse." , will not know what is good or bad to push an inch."

As he said that, he stepped forward to grab the reins of the horse next to the young man in Tsing Yi—in fact, Ji Wuming was closer to him, but he had already experienced the girl's ruthlessness just now, if it wasn't for him being quick, it was him It has the ability to ensure that the head will not be separated, and there will be more gaps in the neck.

This boy is different.When this young man fought against Mo Gutong, although he shot fiercely and pressed every step of the way, he was obviously inexperienced in fighting. Moreover, this young man's steps and figure were like an assassin's.

He was caught off guard, but it was actually a bluff. I have never seen a young boy with a sinister heart in a daze. How could he not be fooled?

However, the idea is very good, the reality is often bleak.

When Yan Jingyu saw someone rushing towards him, his first reaction was to protect Ji Wuming with a knife. This action revealed the gap behind him. When he realized that Li Yang was just a false move, the opponent was only one punch away. Grab the horse by the reins.

Li Yang couldn't help laughing "ha", and Yan Jingyu's eyes showed annoyance.

Then there was a long neighing of the horse, and the strong white horse jumped suddenly, kicked its hind hooves, and stepped on Li Yang's face.

"Pfft!" Li Yang was kicked and flew several feet away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey!" The white horse snorted, with a contemptuous expression on the horse's face, lowered its head and continued to gnaw on the turf.

While drinking water and chewing grass peacefully, I didn't get up for a long time.

After a moment of silence in the night, Mogutong broke out into a rough and undisguised gloating laugh.

Li Yang was already seriously injured, but after being kicked like this, the injury was added to the injury, and even his waist was dodged, the remorse in his heart, listening to Mo Gutong's rampant laughter, he held back his waist and climbed up, It's just that my face is sore and white.

Ji Wuming curled the corners of his lips, and his pair of peach blossom eyes, which were always shining in spring, lost all warmth, as if they were holding ice knives in their mouths, piercing people's bodies coldly.

"It's really a great drama between Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf."

This neutral tone made people feel colder than the knife on his neck before. Li Yang immediately hid behind Mo Gutong, complaining incessantly.

Mo Gutong was caught in the middle, stared at by Ji Wuming's gloomy and cold eyes, and he also inexplicably felt very creepy.He wanted to pull Li Yangpa out, but the latter not only refused to come out, but threatened him by pinching his flesh.

He twitched the corners of his mouth in pain, and could only sneer to express his innocence, secretly tightening his hand holding the Buddha beads, and the fine hairs all over his body revealed his guard.

The four of them are all masters, just looking at each other like this, the anticipation of fighting has been passed several times in their minds.

Although they only showed some clues, masters can always see the big from the small.

When Mogutong and Yan Jingyu fought, neither side tried their best, but Ji Wuming could tell that Yan Jingyu was not Mogutong's opponent, not just the difference in experience.

Although Ji Wuming is not very familiar with the heroes from all walks of life in the Central Plains martial arts, but in the battle of the siege of Endless Cliff, he had confronted masters from various sects and sects, so naturally he knew a lot about his martial arts.

Mo Gutong didn't use a weapon, but in the starting moves, there was still the shadow of the Shaolin Fumo stick. When confronting Yan Jingyu, some non-lethal attacks could hardly be dodged or avoided. It can be seen that the golden bell cover iron shirt There are also external skills.Mo Gutong was definitely an inner disciple of Shaolin, and he was of a high status.

As for Li Yang, he couldn't see any number of ways, he walked quite methodically, his footsteps were silent, he was a martial arts practitioner.However, the way he dresses and behaves is quite different from that of the disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, so it is difficult to judge his origin for a while.

Ji Wuming is confident that even if he is still injured, he will never lose against the two of them.

But it's unnecessary, it's a waste of time and energy.

Yan Jingyu also thought the same way, he has many ways to save his life, and he also has some tricks of the old man, so it is not difficult to win.

But fighting takes time.

Yan Jingyu raised his head to look at Ji Wuming, changed his mind again, and secretly clenched the dagger in his hand: But if Ah Man wants to fight, he will definitely go all out.

Ji Wuming made a good decision to look back, and was slightly taken aback by Shangyan Jingyu's focused gaze, and his heart softened inexplicably.

He reached out and patted Yan Jingyu's head, "Let's go."

The two got on the horse neatly one after the other. Before leaving, Ji Wuming glanced back and raised the corners of his lips without emotion, "Ji Man remembers what happened today."

The sound of horseshoes went away, and the cold wind took away the last words, Mo Gutong and Li Yang shivered belatedly.

"What a fierce couple!" Li Yang muttered softly.

Mogu couldn't breathe, and threw him to the ground. Amid Li Yang's exaggerated cries of pain, he raised his foot and was about to stomp on his leg.

Li Yang turned pale in shock, a donkey rolled to avoid it, and said angrily, "What a bastard! My leg was injured to save your life, how can you be so ungrateful!"

"Fuck your mother's fart! Your leg was clearly interrupted by your master, don't you think I'm in southern Xinjiang, I don't know!"

Back then, the head of the Tianxuan sect took in a disciple who taught him carefully, and wanted to train him to be his own disciple, but the apprentice suddenly turned ruthless, and the head of the Tianxuan sect broke his legs in anger.

Mo Gutong thought that the opponent's leg would be healed after a year of training, until this time when he accidentally faced a strong enemy, he was hit by an old wound, and the two of them were not so much drunk as to fall asleep in the graveyard, it would be better Said he was seriously injured and passed out.

He has recuperated his own internal strength of Shaolin Yi Jin Jing, and he woke up after a few days of tortoise rest. Although he is still not able to move, most of the fatal internal injuries have recovered, and he only needs to wait; Li Yang's leg injury hurts even in dreams. Gasping so hard, he couldn't walk at all.

The two lay in the graveyard for several days, and finally they were able to leave, but when they saw someone coming, they lay back together with evil thoughts.

That's how this happened.

Li Yang pursed his lips and got up from the ground gruntingly. He took two steps steadily, but his leg was not injured, only his face was pale, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat profusely.

"What kind of sect master, don't shout, I only have one master." Li Yang was in so much pain that his voice was trembling.

Mo Gutong looked at him mockingly, "The miracle doctor who saved you? Does he know that you are an apprentice?"

Li Yang laughed: "When I find him, he will know."

Mo Gutong sneered: "He is afraid that he will expel you from the division on the spot."

Li Yang pretended not to hear, he walked a few more steps in place, the pain finally eased a lot, wiped off the sweat on his face, exhaled a long breath, and smiled, "The things Master made are really powerful, even after suffering twice. Seriously injured, but still intact."

"I must find Master!" He said firmly.

Mo Gutong waved his hand perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, there are no horses or carts, you should think about how to get out of here."

Li Yang suddenly chuckled, and mysteriously poured out a bunch of wooden parts from his cloth bag, and saw him fiddling with it for a while, and he actually put together something that looked like a cow and a horse!

"Hey!" Mo Gutong couldn't hide his shock, "I've heard that Tianxuanmen is good at ingenuity, even the legendary Zhuge Kongming's wooden cows and horses can create it, so it must be this thing?"

"This thing is not a wooden cow or a horse, it's just a poor imitation." Li Yang snorted coldly, raised his hand to Mo Gutong, made him lower his head, and put something in his hand around his neck. The door is very disrespectful, "Today's Tianxuanmen is not worthy of being called a descendant of Zhuge, my master is the orthodox!"

Mo Gutong raised his brows, and said with a ferocious expression, "I'm really curious about your god doctor father."

"Huh!" Li Yang was not very satisfied with his attitude, he let go and climbed onto the back of the thing that looked like a cow and a horse, and pulled the connected rein, "Drive!"

Mo Gutong felt his neck and waist being stretched, and instantly understood what Li Yang was trapping.

After a while, another fight broke out in the mass grave...

Ji Wuming and Yan Jingyu rushed all the way without stopping to eat, and finally arrived at Yangjia Village before the sun went down.

However, this Yangjia Village is silent, without a trace of life, only the wind blowing through, and the dead trees rustling.

Yan Jingyu had already drawn out his dagger, his brows were lowered and his whole body was on guard, "something is wrong."

Ji Wuming thought of something, and his expression was extremely ugly.

He found the nearest village house. The door was wide open, and the inside was clean and tidy. It could be seen that a family of three lived there, and there were salted fish on the table ready to dry.

Ji Wuming touched a thin layer of dust on the table.