flapping wings

The strength around her waist suddenly increased, Mu Xiaoque turned her head to look at Qi Ping, and found that the other party was staring at Qi Ping upright.

He followed Qi Ping's line of sight, and his whole body tensed up.

"It's Xiaobao!" Qi Ping scrambled off the horse and ran quickly to the side of the bullock cart, but stopped suddenly three feet away from the cart, his feet seemed to be completely stuck to the ground, unable to move.

As they got closer, the person lying in the bucket was clearly visible, not only the face, but also the exposed parts of the body were covered with heavy bandages.

Blood seeped out from below, and a corner of the ear leaked out. The flesh on the top was writhing and twisted, and the red flesh and blood stuck together, which looked shocking.

Qi Ping couldn't bear to look at it anymore, his eye circles were red, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Mu Xiaoque walked gently to the side of the car, held Xiaobao's still intact hand, "Xiaobao, Brother Mu, I'm sorry."

A slight choked sob sounded, and tears flowed through the bandage, "Brother Mu, I thought I would never see you again, where have you been?"

The voice was extremely hoarse, as if it had been stabbed directly into the throat by hot charcoal.

"We were trapped in the abandoned well, and it was too late to escape," Mu Xiaoque said with a vein bulging around his neck, "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," Xiaobao shook his head lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and it took a while for him to droop again.

He sobbed twice and explained: "The guy in the inn is a bad person, the food and water were poisoned, I was lucky to escape because I ate outside that day, but everyone else died, I can't save them."

Mu Xiaoque glanced back at Qi Ping, they also ate at the inn that night, but they were still safe and sound until now, "Xiaobao, was there anything strange when the incident happened?"

"I don't know if this is considered strange," Xiao Bao said, "Every room in the inn had new candles that night."

"There are two types of poison in Jianghu, and taking them alone has no effect," Xiang Qing'er said beside him, "but the combination of the two is a deadly poison. I guess the food you eat is medicine, and the other The poison is hidden in the candle."

Qi Ping secretly wiped away his tears, and asked in a normal tone: "If you investigate from this direction, can you find out who the person who set the fire was?"

"Difficult," Xiang Qing'er shook her head: "These two kinds of poisons are not special, and if you just take one, they may be common products on the market. This way will not work."

After properly setting up Xiaobao, Xiang Qing'er walked up to Qi Ping and patted him on the shoulder: "If you can survive, you will always be more blessed than those who have passed away. We have to look away to live well." .”

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After entering the city, Qi Ping and the others parted ways with He Miaozong and his group.

Mu Xiaoque originally wanted to take Xiaobao to the stronghold for medical treatment, but at the gate of the city, he saw a disciple in the Xuanxiu school's practice uniform looking at the passers-by.

"Xiaobao," Mu Xiaoque parked the car on the side of the road and opened the curtain, "Is your Xuanxiu Sect brother looking for you? I'll go and ask, lest he won't see anyone and worry."

Qi Ping helped Xiaobao to sit up, and the two looked in that direction together.

I saw Mu Xiaoque chatting with the disciple for a few words, then the other party suddenly looked up, then stumbled and pushed many people away and ran to this side.

"Xiaobao, is that you?" The visitor's eye circles were red, and his lips trembled when he spoke.

He carefully took Xiaobao's hand and rolled up his sleeves to check the injury, but he was dodged away.

Qi Ping and Mu Xiaoque couldn't help being taken aback by Xiaobao's reaction, and he shook his head and said, "Don't, don't look."

However, due to the large range of movements, the bandages on the face were slightly unraveled, revealing the unrecognizable face underneath.

Mu Xiaoque quickly stood in front of Xiaobao amidst the sudden wailing, covering all prying eyes, and stretched out her hand to re-wrap the bandage, "We won't look, we won't look."

Qi Ping took the Xuanxiu Sect disciple who was emotionally broken to a distance, and followed his back, his clenched fist trembling slightly because of too much force.

When the disciple's emotions finally stabilized, he talked about their journey along the way.

"You bastard, you bastard," the man took a few deep breaths, choking with sobs, "Goddamn you bastard!"

"We shouldn't waste too much time," Qi Ping advised, "Xiao Bao should ask the doctor to have a look as soon as possible."

"You're right," the disciple wiped his face, "Murong Jin, a disciple of the Xuanxiu Sect, hasn't asked about the name of a chivalrous man yet."

"You can call me Mu Xiaoqi, the one standing by the car is called Mu Xiaoque," Qi Ping asked as he walked, "My brothers and I will send someone to take care of Xiaobao for the time being, what do you think?"

"Do the two brothers have a place to stay?"

Qi Ping glanced at Mu Xiaoque, only to see that the man's fingers waggled slightly behind his back.

He turned his head to Murong Jin and said with some embarrassment: "I just entered the city, and I haven't found a place to stay yet."

"Since the two of you are friends with Xiaobao, why don't you come and live with me, the Xuanxiu faction. We are currently staying in the Zhou family. Compared with the outside, although there are occasional conflicts between the various factions, the environment is much better, but It may be a bit slack, you two, there is only one guest room left in the North Wing where we live."

Seeing Mu Xiaoque nodding slightly towards him, Qi Ping put on a sincere expression on his face: "Then I will trouble Brother Murong, and please forgive me if I cause trouble to your faction."

...............

A group of Xuanxiu sect disciple Jia Qiping guarded outside Xiaobao's gate, but no one stayed inside, they were all driven out by Xiaobao.

After putting down her luggage, Mu Xiaoque went directly to the base, looking for some good medicine to heal her injuries. Murong Jin went to the person in charge of the Zhou family, asking for a doctor who was good at treating burns.

Although everything was in a hurry, it was still in order, but at this moment, a burst of extremely chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded from the courtyard.

Qi Ping listened intently for a moment, only to hear someone shout out wheezingly: "Where's senior brother? Something happened, something happened, hurry to find senior brother!"

Qi Ping ran over first, and met a young man covered in blood, "What's going on?"

"Brother, they started fighting. We met people from the Demonic Dao in the tavern. We were discussing about the Qi family. Those people rushed up to beat us. The little brother vomited blood after being beaten by them."

Although the child talked a lot and lost his order, he could still deduce that the situation was serious and could not be delayed.

Qi Ping grabbed the trembling boy, "Quick, leave the address of the tavern."

Then he casually pointed to a young man beside him and said, "You write down the address and go find your elder brother. The others stay in the yard honestly and don't go out to cause trouble."

"Who are you?" The man broke free from Qi Ping's hand and said anxiously, "I'm going to find my brother, don't drag me."

"Lead the way!" Qi Ping yelled into the boy's ear angrily.

Until the child came back to his senses, he picked up the man's collar, stepped on the eaves and took a shortcut, and said: "Remember to show the way, it's late, I don't care if your little brother is beaten to pieces."

In this way, it took nearly a cup of tea time before arriving at the tavern where the accident happened.

Qi Ping saw that this place was really out of the way, and it was a bit difficult to escape if someone made dumplings in this kind of place.

Looking inside along the door curtain of the tavern, at this moment the Xuanxiu sect had already collapsed two people, and the other two were clearly fighting in a corner.

And the two people on Mo Dao's side are obviously good players, and they are still teasing around like a cat playing a mouse.

Qi Ping left the boy behind, drew his sword and rushed towards him with a move of "Flying Flowers and Luan Wu".

He didn't know if he was the opponent of these two, but it shouldn't be a problem to hold on to Xuanxiu's elder brother.

The shadow of the sword enveloped the two of them, Qi Ping lightly kicked the Xuanxiu sect disciples out of the battle ring, "Think of a way to hold your senior brother's last breath first."

Countless sword flowers floated towards the opponent, looking colorful and brilliant. After fighting against Mu Xiaoque last time, he clearly understood this move more and more thoroughly.

The sword flowers sealed all the vital points of the two people on the opposite side, and at the same time, each flower danced wildly as if they had no direction, pointing left and right for a while, and after a while, the two people showed a faint defeat.

Qi Ping was a little surprised. He thought these two were good players, but he didn't expect to be found out so quickly.

He didn't know if it was because of his Jianghu experience or what, but the martial arts of these disciples seemed to be inferior to Xiaobao's.

Qi Ping increased his speed again, and the sword flowers suddenly exploded in the air, turning into long swords and attacking. The scene looked quite magnificent.

When one of them resisted the sword piercing his throat, his arm suddenly felt cold, and the real sword had already removed one of his arms.

The other person's face was splattered with blood, and he started to back away from the door. The youths from the Xuanxiu faction reminded in unison: "He wants to run!"

Qi Ping wanted to chase after him, but at this moment, a string of darts shot towards him, and he quickly changed his moves to block. After the jingling sound stopped, there was no one at the door.

Qi Ping sighed with regret, turned around and wanted to pick up the seriously injured man to stop the bleeding, when he saw a dart precisely piercing the man's temple.

It turns out that it was false to block him, but it was true to silence him.

Worried that there were still people in the demonic way ambush outside, he simply stopped the movements of these disciples and stayed in the tavern waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

The spirit was a little relaxed, and the smell of wine came to his nostrils. He went to look for it, and he found a jar of Xinghuacun wine.

When Qi Ping took out a piece of silver from his pocket and put it on the counter, he discovered that the owner of the tavern had died behind the counter, leaving a transparent hole in his chest.

He heard the sound of messy footsteps outside, and he turned his head to look over, only to see a refined and handsome man raising the door curtain and walking inside.

This person seemed to have an extraordinary bearing, and under such circumstances, he was still calm and commanded well.

"Eldest senior brother?" The group of disciples finally came to their senses, jumping up like a lost beast finally finding its home.

After Fang Jianzhi finished arranging things, he finally had the time to say hello to Qi Ping, "Thank you for the young hero's help. My surname is Fang, and my name is Jianzhi. I don't know what the young hero should be called?"

"Mu Xiaoqi," Qi Ping said as he walked outside with the wine jar in his arms, "I don't need to thank you. Instead, I want to thank brother Murong for providing us with a place to stay."

"I also vaguely heard about Xiaobao," Fang Jianzhi said, "I don't know how Brother Seven got to know him?"

Qi Ping swung the steelyard in his heart, knowing that the other party didn't trust them, and compared with Murong Jin's broad-mindedness, this person was obviously a bit difficult to deal with.

So he didn't hide it, and simply explained the first meeting, how to rescue them, and why they separated later.

Seeing Fang Jianzhi nodding frequently there, Qi Ping suddenly turned around and said: "On the day Xiaobao was chased and killed, we saw a demon demon in the inn in Hongyan City who was beheaded by your disciples."

"impossible!"

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhi blurted out his denial without even thinking about it. He turned his head to look at Qi Ping, with a trace of solemnity between his brows, "After the Qi family was wiped out, all the disciples were immediately recalled to the mountain gate. The one that the seventh brother said Time, apart from our line of work, there are no disciples of the Xuanxiu Sect to practice outside."

Qi Ping lowered his head and frowned, it seems that someone's heart is not pure?