Lonely tree in the north

As the setting sun dotted the dusk, the earth quietly faded a hint of spring in the hazy night. After finding a random inn to stay, Mo Xun was ready to go to bed.

As the drowsiness slowly hit, before he could fully fall asleep, the sudden noise from outside woke him up completely.

"Who is it, you don't sleep in the middle of the night." Mo Xun got up in annoyance, pulled up the coat beside him, and was about to go out to have a look.

"Gu'an!"

Before reaching the door, a scream from outside startled people again.

Is this Yi Fengyue's voice?

Thinking something was wrong, Mo Xun hurriedly put on his clothes and was about to open the door. Unexpectedly, a sharp sword slammed the door open, and a man in black rushed in.

Dodging sideways, Mo Xun quickly ran out of the room, only to see men in black on the upper floor of the inn, all of them holding swords, aiming at Yi Fengyue, who was wearing a white underwear and ran around with disheveled hair. rush.

"Gu'an help!"

Yi Fengyue in the distance saw the savior and hurriedly shouted loudly.

It's okay if you don't shout, but when you shout, the other men in black noticed him, and they all turned to cut Moxun.

"Gu An, woo woo woo save me!"

Mo Xun hurriedly jumped over, wanting to save someone, but blocked a group of people in front of him, "Stop shouting, save your strength and run!"

Then all the bodies are together, and the backhand casts the law to live in the attacking person.

At first I thought they were just ordinary thieves, but it took only a few seconds to stop, and those people broke down instantly, and they all came with swords raised.

The steps are heavy and practiced, are these monks?

Before he had time to think about it, Mo Xun hurriedly cast a spell to resist, and when he jumped down the stairs, suddenly one of them grabbed his ankle tightly and pulled him back forcefully.

"I'll go, do you want to be so pestering?" Mo Xun was helpless, annoyed, and kicked the man's neck with his other foot.

The crowd suddenly rushed forward, and Mo Xun had no way to retreat. After the fight, one person scratched his foot.

"Gu'an!"

Yi Fengyue, who was not far from the opposite side, was also surrounded. With this kind of momentum, he would stop if he was afraid that he would put people to death.

The other one of the surrounding people made a move first, and slashed at Yi Fengyue fiercely while holding the sword. When he was dodging, he bent down too much, lost his balance, and fell downstairs.

"Ahhhh!"

As the sound came, Mo Xun looked sideways, and was so frightened that he hurriedly flew down with light kungfu to catch him.

When it landed, it took some strength to stand still, and the wound on the ankle burst open, and the white boots were soaked with blood, and they were instantly blood red.

Yi Fengyue noticed his pale face, and she was a little worried: "Gu'an, are you okay?"

"Nonsense, run!" Mo Xun gritted his teeth, seeing that the people up there were about to rush up, he hurriedly dragged them and ran outside.

"By the way, what about the Nine Immortals?" Yi Fengyue suddenly looked back and asked.

"You can still control others, maybe you have already run away!"

The two ran out of the inn quickly, seeing the people behind them still chasing after them, Yi Fengyue hurriedly dragged them to hide in the grass.

"Look! Be sure to bring him back!"

Afterwards, the people who were chasing gave orders, and ran forward in several ways.

Yi Fengyue curiously wanted to raise her head to see if she had left, but before she saw it, she was immediately pulled back by Mo Xun.

"You don't want to die!" Mo Xun shouted in a low voice, and when he looked sideways, he was relieved when he saw the figure getting farther and farther away.

"Gu'an, are you injured?" Someone suddenly noticed and became anxious immediately.

Without further ado, he pulled Mo Xun's feet, took off his boots, tore the corners of his clothes and bandaged them up. The bandages were almost the same as those he had bandaged Si Ye before, two words: ugly.

"..." Mo Xun looked at his feet in disgust, and wanted to move a little, but he didn't want to hurt the wound, and his face immediately changed.

"Does it hurt?" Yi Fengyue asked concerned.

Mo Xun glanced at him angrily, and asked back, "Why don't you try to be hacked?"

Yi Fengyue smiled wryly, shook her head anxiously, looked at the injury on his foot, and was very sorry, "Just now...thank you for saving me, I might die if I fell from such a high place."

"I never saw you being so polite to me before. Stop talking nonsense and leave now, otherwise we won't be able to escape when they come back later." Mo Xun stood up with difficulty and said.

Those people just now are all masters, if they get entangled again, they will probably be really dead.

Yi Fengyue got up quickly when she heard that, but seeing Mo Xun like this, she turned around and squatted in front of him.

"???" Mo Xun looked at the person squatting in front of him suspiciously, puzzled.

"Your foot is injured, I'll carry you on my back."

"Can you do it?" Mo Xun couldn't believe it. Although he was indeed taller than himself, Yi Fengyue had always been weaker than himself.

"I have already walked such a long way to carry the Nine Immortals, why not, don't look down on me like this, okay?"

"I'm much heavier than the Nine Immortals." Who didn't know that when you were asked to carry the Nine Immortals, one mouthful and one Gu An, this woman was really too heavy.

He didn't know how many times he had heard this sentence on the road.