flapping wings

thump!

Qi Ping rubbed his butt and sat up from the ground, raised his head and stared at Mu Xiaoque: "You speak well, why are you kicking me?"

Mu Xiaoque rubbed her neck in disgust, frowned and looked Qi Ping from top to bottom.

I saw that this person was full of energy and his eyes were shining, not at all like what I just said, "I didn't fall asleep last night, let me hug you for a while."

"Obviously I was very obedient when I hugged you, what did you kick me for?" Qi Ping jumped onto the bed, straddled Mu Xiaoque and pressed her back on the bed: "If you don't explain to me one, two, three, See how I deal with you!"

"Shameless!" Mu Xiaoque wiped her neck with her hand again: "Keep an inch!"

"Isn't it normal for me to breathe on your neck?" Seeing Mu Xiaoque's serious gaze, he immediately shut up, and admitted with drooping eyes: "I smelled it, but it was a subconscious action at all. .”

"Go away," Mu Xiaoque pushed Qi Ping away, got up and wanted to get out of bed, stay away from this apprentice, but was directly hit by the opponent's chest like a cannonball and pressed back.

A muffled snort sounded, Qi Ping watched Mu Xiaoque's struggling movements, and tried to persuade him: "It's still early, you haven't recovered from your injuries, just lie down obediently."

"Smelly boy, why do you talk more and more dishonestly?" Seeing that he was about to be thrown off, Qi Ping slapped Mu Xiaoque on the buttocks, which was in exchange for the rare quietness of the other party. You, I'm getting up now."

Mu Xiaoque gave him a meaningful look, and with a puff, black and red blood sprayed all over Qi Ping's face with blood mist.

He collapsed on the bed and coughed, and said forcefully, "Pour me a glass of water."

"I'm awesome," Qi Ping wiped his face casually, clicked his tongue twice, and sighed as he got off the bed, "I can vomit blood now."

Mu Xiaoque took the water from Qi Ping's hand and rinsed her mouth, the feeling of blockage in her chest disappeared, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

He raised his head and glanced at Qi Ping, only to see black and red blood beads sliding down the other's cheek, looking very embarrassed, "Don't you think it's dirty?"

Qi Ping shook his head, stretched out his hand to probe his forehead, and asked with some concern: "Did you go to the base yesterday and didn't ask the doctor to see it? Do you want me to call the doctor?"

"It's nothing," Mu Xiaoque waved her hand: "I'll rest for a while, it's better for you to go far away than anything else."

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At noon, the three of them sat on the first floor to eat, Qi Ping took the wine in front of Mu Xiaoque, replaced him with a bowl of chicken soup, and served him attentively while eating.

After the battle in the mountains, except for Mu Xiaoque, who was still elegant and dignified at this time, the two of them robbed almost the whole meal.

All the dishes were thrown out of the table, as if there was no next meal after this meal, Qi Ping not only had to grab it himself, but also helped Mu Xiaoque to grab it, his head was covered with sweat.

People around were talking about which sect had died recently, and Qi Ping was sorting out the information in his head while gobbling it up.

According to these gangsters, almost all sects and sects are now dead, except for Shaolin Temple and Longquan Temple, only the Xuanxiu sect is left.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that he and Mu Xiaoque happened to save Xiaobao.

"It's bad, there is a dead body hanging on the city wall, it seems to be a monk from Shaolin Temple!"

"what!"

There were exclamations one after another, followed by the sound of tables, chairs and benches being overturned. There was a blast in the hall, and everyone ran out of the door without being stopped by the waiter.

Half of the people were empty, and the three of them looked at each other and threw the money on the table, and got up one after another.

Qi Ping thought for a few seconds, turned around and grabbed two meatloaf before walking out with the crowd.

"Queer," on the way, Qi Ping tugged Mu Xiaoque's sleeve slightly, and stuffed the meatloaf into Mu Xiaoque's hands: "Eat more, you eat too little."

Mu Xiaoque looked at Qi Ping's two oily hands, then at Qi Ping, and saw a trace of complacency and anticipation in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally, in order to avoid this man's persistent pestering, he still walked and ate unseemly.

The city is in chaos now, and the stalls on the road have suffered because of this, and many things have been damaged by these eager Jianghu people.

There was a lot of shouting and cursing in the street, and people rushed to watch the excitement.

When the three of them arrived at the city wall slowly, the corpse was still hanging on the wall glaringly, swinging in the air by the wind.

It can be seen that Zhengdao and his group are all shouting loudly in private, and when the critical moment really comes, everyone is afraid that they will be hated by the Demon Dao for meddling in their own business.

So at this time, no one dared to be the early bird, and stretched their necks cautiously to check.

"Master Wu Huan?" Xiao Bao cried out in surprise, his fingers creaked, and they were at the outermost edge at this time, although he was impatient, he couldn't do light work.

Not to mention going through the crowds, even stepping up such a high city wall is difficult.

Thinking of Master Wu Huan being so disgracefully watched by the crowd, yet he was helpless here, his eyes turned red.

"You know Master Wu Huan?" Little Treasure turned his head to look at Mu Xiaoque and nodded, explaining: "When I traveled with Master, I used to be with Master many times."

Mu Xiaoque and Qi Ping looked at each other for a moment, and seeing Qi Ping suddenly bend over, he patted Xiaobao on the shoulder, and suddenly shot out a sheathed dagger from his palm.

Then he stepped on Qi Ping's back and jumped forward, leaving only an afterimage and a human-shaped foot pad that fell on the ground.

In the air, he put his foot on the dagger and stepped on it, and before everyone could react, he turned and landed in the front like an eagle soaring high.

At the same time, the dagger flew back to Qi Ping's arms under the ingenuity of Mu Xiaoque.

He stepped on the city wall seven times, turned over and entered the tower, put the body of Master Wu Huan away, looked at a group of soldiers whose heads were almost lowered to the floor tiles, "Who put the body?"

"Return to Commander, a man in black threatened to release the younger ones," the captain of the guarding soldiers knelt out and said tremblingly, "He said that if we don't follow his orders, the next one to hang here will be Lord Zhifu. "

"Did you see that person's face clearly?" Mu Xiaoque's eyes seemed to be frozen with a piece of solid ice, and under the solid ice was hiding a burning anger.

"No...never," the captain glanced at the corpse on the ground, and looked away sweating. "That man was covered with a wide cloak, and his face was completely hidden."

"Go and get thirty army sticks each, and then inform Master Li to play the truth," Mu Xiaoque finished ordering, then jumped off the city wall with the corpse, and handed it to the sad-faced Xiaobao.

"I just heard from them that Master Wu Huan used to be the Left Protector of the Devil's Dao, and later converted to Buddhism. I guess the Devil's Dao has something to do with it."

After Qi Ping finished speaking, he looked at the corpse solemnly. The body was covered with large and small wounds, and the heart was also dug out, leaving a huge blood hole.

"It's a terrible death," he turned his head, his stomach tumbling, "They want to hunt us down and cause trouble everywhere, where did the Demonic Dao train so many people?"

"As for when the Yiscar villain entered the magic way, people have already checked." Mu Xiaoque put his hands behind his back, with a little gloom hidden between his brows, "These people who disappeared for several years are now reappearing, what is hidden behind them? ?”

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The news that the people in Shaolin Temple could not escape the hands of the devil quickly spread in Yong'an City, and different versions of the story spread in the afternoon.

In the evening, the three of them took care of Wu Huan's body, went back to the inn and took a shower in their respective rooms, and agreed to meet downstairs later.

Qi Ping changed into his underwear, smelled the wood sparrow smell on it, threw it into the basin with a heartache, opened the door and walked out.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out of the door, a graceful woman in red suddenly blocked his way, raised her sleeve and waved at him.

The aroma poured in from his nose, and Qi Ping couldn't help but sneezed. When he raised his eyes to look again, his eyes suddenly became dim, and countless red shadows dangled in front of him.

He clung to the door frame and leaned crookedly on it, feeling dizzy and without any strength in his body.

A slender arm stretched out and wrapped around Qi Ping's waist, leading him into the door. Qi Ping hastily tightened his hand on the door frame, but was pushed back into the guest room step by step in vain.

Just when he thought that his life was about to be fully confessed this time, the force holding him tightly disappeared suddenly.

At the same time, the woman's exclamation sounded, and two slightly cold fingers pried open her teeth, and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

After Qi Ping swallowed the medicine, he still bit his finger and kept on biting the opponent's finger. He opened his eyelids after a while, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, he spit out his fingers twice in astonishment, and said angrily with a flushed face, "Shameless!"

A vein popped up in Mu Xiaoque's neck, he threw the person he was carrying on the ground, lifted Qi Ping's back collar and threw him through the door.

Then with a bang, the door closed behind him, seeing Qi Ping shrinking his neck in fright in front, his anger finally calmed down a bit.

Qi Ping secretly took a look at Mu Xiaoque's white clothes. He just glanced at it just now, but now he looked carefully, and almost lost his soul.

But he didn't dare to continue jumping, and stood aside with a stiff neck, trying to make himself into a lump of air.

The red-clothed woman was lying on the ground, hunched over and coughing heart-piercingly. After a while, she rubbed her neck and stood up by herself. She went to the table and poured a glass of water by herself.

After she had recovered her breath, she glared at Mu Xiaoque: "They are all old acquaintances, why are you so ruthless!"

"Tell me, what are you here for?" Mu Xiaoque pulled up a stool and sat down imposingly, looking at the woman interrogating.

"Who is this?" The woman in red looked up at Qi Ping, looked at Qi Ping for a while before smiling, "It doesn't look like one of my subordinates."

Mu Xiaoque stretched out her arms to wrap around Qi Ping's waist, and hugged Qi Ping to sit on her lap.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to break his chin, he saw Qi Ping looking over affectionately, stretching out his face to rub against him.

"Ahem," Mu Xiaoque held Qi Ping's hand and trembled, he looked at the woman in red and asked coldly, "Who do you think he is?"

"Mu... Mu Mu Mu Xiaoque, are you serious?" The woman in red couldn't help but backed away, pointing at Mu Xiaoque's hand trembling.

She gulped down the water in the glass, and ended up coughing until she choked. After a while, she said with emotion: "I... If I knew this was your roommate, I wouldn't even think about it if I was killed. Damn, what a handsome man!" The boy is blind."

"What exactly do you want to do with the person who moved me?" Mu Xiaoque's voice was cold, and her true energy was released, and the room was immediately filled with coercion.

Qi Ping put his wrist around Mu Xiaoque's neck, and his lips touched the ear in front of him inadvertently, and he sighed contentedly while his mind was fluttering.

"I was watching the excitement under the city tower during the day, and I saw a beautiful little brother with you, so I wanted to be happy with him."

Speaking of this, the woman in red looked at Mu Xiaoque with a regretful expression: "But I thought you warned me not to harass your subordinates, so I didn't dare to ask you directly."

"So you came here just to have a good night with him?" Mu Xiaoque glanced at her and tapped her fingers on Qi Ping's leg.