flapping wings

Early in the morning of the second day, Mu Xiaoque got up from the bed, feeling dizzy, her muscles were faintly sore, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained.

The noise outside the door could be heard vaguely, he got up reluctantly, put on his clothes and walked towards the door.

The moment the door opened, Mu Xiaoque took half a step back in shock, glanced at Qi Ping, who was kneeling in front of the door with a bruised nose, and the little maids who hurriedly scattered around him, and said in a nasal voice, "What are you doing?"

Qi Ping staggered to his knees and crawled over to hug Mu Xiaoque's leg: "What's wrong with you, Que'er?"

"It should be because of the wind and cold." Mu Xiaoque squatted down, looking straight into Qi Ping's eyes, "You don't like me, why should you wrong yourself so much?"

"I really don't like you," Qi Ping shook his head, and rushed towards Mu Xiaoque, who lost his footing while his mind was shaking, and was thrown to the ground by him.

He was so angry that he just wanted to send this man to heaven with his palm, when Qi Ping said softly but firmly: "I love you."

"No! No!"

Qi Ping hissed and pinched Mu Xiaoque's ears: "Que'er, you don't have to be afraid, and don't blame yourself, I will love you for a while, from now until the day you leave, I will never love you much."

Mu Xiaoque looked at him quietly, curled up his fingers in front of the two of them, he shook his head and said, "You are a liar, you must be saying this now to make me happy again."

Qi Ping listened to Mu Xiaoque's heartbeat beating like a drum, and deliberately said loudly: "I love you!"

Mu Xiaoque's chest rose high and then fell heavily. He lay powerlessly on the ground with his head up, "Qi Ping, I hate you."

"I'm sorry," Qi Ping touched Mu Xiaoque's face, "but please let me continue to follow you? You once said that you would never leave me again."

Mu Xiaoque shook her head, "You have Xiao Muya, why are you pestering me?"

"I only love you," Qi Ping hugged his waist tightly, "I don't love Xiao Muya, I thought about it for a long time last night, I don't want you to regret knowing me when you leave, our parting And it shouldn't be at night."

He suddenly raised his head and asked, "Have you thought about the day we parted? Do you want to hear my thoughts?"

"No! Not interested!"

"I just want to say," Qi Ping smiled, nodded his forehead and said: "It was a sunny afternoon, the sun was just right, the air was fresh, you told me goodbye by fate, I smiled and sent you away, just like we Like the first time we met, we walked all the way to the gate of the city, and agreed that when we meet next time, there is already another person standing beside us, and our days are going well.”

A tear suddenly hit the corner of Mu Xiaoque's eye and slid down his face. He raised his hand to touch it, but for a moment he couldn't tell which tear was shed by the two.

Qi Ping buried his face in Mu Xiaoque's neck, only to hear him ask: "Is it worth it? I don't like you at all."

"It's worth it." Qi Ping rubbed his eyes, raised his head and touched Mu Xiaoque's bitten lips, leaned over and kissed him tenderly, and said with a smile, "We deserve a warm afternoon."

Qi Ping got up and took off the hip flask on his waist and handed it back to Mu Xiaoque: "Your hip flask, don't lose it next time."

Mu Xiaoque took the jug, checked the mouth of the jug, and asked, "Have you seen it?"

"What?" Qi Ping stretched out his hand to take back the flagon with a puzzled face, but Mu Xiaoque hid him, only to hear him say angrily: "Don't grab it, there's nothing!"

Pulling Mu Xiaoque up from the ground, Qi Ping patted the ashes on his body, "Go to see a doctor, and I'll boil some water for you to take a bath."

Looking at Mu Xiaoque's excited back, Qi Ping smiled, touched the copy paper in his arms, and whispered: "I love you too!"

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In the afternoon, the two of them came out of the stronghold after eating, walked around the alley several times, and finally walked out of the back alley of a certain brothel.

From the moment the two of them appeared, countless pairs of eager eyes immediately gathered.

A chopstick shot out quietly from an inconspicuous corner of a certain restaurant, carried a breeze through the crowd, and hit Qi Ping's back.

At the same time, another chopstick had reached his chest.

Qi Ping squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, the two chopsticks collided with each other, snapped, and smashed into Qi Ping's head.

A long spear came suddenly and attacked his lower body.

Qi Ping jumped up in an instant, pulled out his long sword and turned over in the air. Just as he was about to land, a bean suddenly hit him in the face. Before he could react, his foot slipped suddenly, and he fell out like a dog eating shit.

At this time, Mu Xiaoque was holding a beggar who had sneaked up on him, he threw him away with his palm, and smashed him onto the bluestone-paved street.

Countless cracks burst out of the slate, and the next moment, Qi Ping landed on the puddle of meat, and the last breath of the people below was completely scattered by him.

The spear disappeared into the crowd without a trace. Pieces of beans were soaked in blood, and a plain-looking man was lying on it. Blood was bleeding from his throat, and a copper coin was stuffed inside.

"Que'er, it's all your fault, you beat me stupid," Qi Ping got up from the corpse in disgust, and complained, "You ruined a handsome young man, not only his appearance, but now his image .”

"It deserves it," Mu Xiaoque circled around the beans on the ground, and before he could take a few steps, a pot of boiling oil was thrown at him.

Qi Ping quickly picked up the beggar on the ground and threw it over, shouting: "Queer!"

Mu Xiaoque rolled out from under the oil with the force of the flying body, but the tip of her ear was still splashed with a few drops of hot oil.

Qi Ping was so angry that his eyes were red, he rushed over and cut off the attacker's ear with a sword, stepped on the man's neck and chopped it off.

The blood and mud were flying, and the wailing frightened the heart, and the people around who were about to move couldn't help but press their minds and backed away.

Qi Ping picked up the tattered head on the ground and put it upright in the oil pan, took out a fire bag from his arms, and before he threw it into the furnace, Mu Xiaoque pulled him over and pulled him forward: "No thing!"

Scanning the crowd with indifferent and bloodthirsty eyes, Qi Ping pushed Mu Xiaoque to the middle of the road, and was alert to all kinds of changes around him.

Even the little dolls on the street staring at them with big innocent eyes were taken care of by him, and they were so frightened that they cried and covered their eyes.

All the way to Zhou's house without any danger, Qi Ping breathed a sigh of relief, a lot of people gathered in the front yard, seeing them suddenly, the noisy environment suddenly quieted down.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, Qi Pinggong clasped his hands and held Mu Xiaoque and was about to leave, when suddenly a group of people stood in front of them, and the leader was Han Yi of the turbid yin faction, "Will you not explain, Xiaoyou Qi?"

Qi Ping glared at him, "Is there anything I need to explain to you? Are you my wife? The piercing eyes found out that I had an adulterous affair outside?"

The crowd laughed one after another, Mu Xiaoque scratched his palm, Qi Ping glanced at Han Yi up and down: "What do you want to ask, just tell me, I don't have time to play tricks with you here, my wife will ask you soon." Angry."

Mu Xiaoque immediately withdrew her hand and looked around the crowd inadvertently. The tips of her ears began to turn red, and the burnt part began to ache again.

He quietly moved behind Qi Ping, and turned his head to look at the white clouds in the blue sky in the distance.

"You killed the more than 50 people in the alley?" After all, Han Yi failed to ask about Yu Ruyi with a lick of his face, but instead asked righteously: "The cruel and merciless little bastard will be punished sooner or later! "

Qi Ping stood on the steps and said loudly to the people standing in the front yard: "First of all, since you didn't ask about Yu Ruyi, that is to say, Yu Ruyi is the private property of the four major families. Where you put it has nothing to do with you, this is your consensus, right?"

After waiting for a while, Qi Ping did not hear any rebuttal, and continued: "Since you admit this, then after I have explained Han Daxia's question, if someone chases me and can't tell who is coming, then don't let him go." Blame me for being cruel again."

After finishing speaking, Qi Ping straightened his hair, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Just now Daxia Han told me about karma. Since those people planted evil karma first, I should naturally judge the retribution."

"Qi Xiaoyou," Master Wu Jing said, "The cause and effect of Buddhism is not judged by a certain person, but by the world."

Qi Ping gritted his teeth silently, he was at a loss for words for a while, and let him talk about it, now it is really embarrassing for him to discuss such profound things.

Mu Xiaoque finally recovered from the state of looking at the scenery, and a cold voice sounded: "Heaven and earth are born with human beings to inherit the will of heaven and earth, and then there will be rules among all living beings, and there will be laws. Those who came to kill us for money will of course have to pay for their decision, so it is not us who want their lives, but the world wants their lives."

Qi Ping stared at Mu Xiaoque dumbfounded, the flickering light in his eyes was extremely hot.

I only heard Mu Xiaoque continue to say: "But the master is naturally different from us mortals. What Buddhism cultivates is the superior way of heaven, which is compassion. It talks about the world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and you have to turn back."

"But we are willing to be disturbed by this world and enter the cycle of hell. Naturally, we should be bound by the laws of the world. Since those people want to break free from the laws, they should be punished."

Master Wu Jing proclaimed the Buddha's name and warned: "Since my little friend is willing to enter hell and reincarnation, you must also know that the murders you caused today will definitely be repaid in the next life."

"I kill those who deserve to be killed, and enforce the laws of the world. The way of heaven is unfair, and I have to repay it in the next life." Mu Xiaoque looked up at the sky, and said helplessly: "Then there is no future life, so I have to fight this day."

At this time, Mu Xiaoque was extremely arrogant. If many people didn't like his usual way of not paying attention to anyone, then he must be cursing him to death in his heart now.

Qi Ping only felt that he loved Mu Xiaoque's appearance very much. Others asked him to make a murderous sword, but he turned into a human being, with a hot heart wrapped under his cold appearance.

"Brother Ping, the eyeballs are about to fall out!"

Qi Ping turned his head to look at Hua Buluo who suddenly appeared here, pursed his lips and said contemptuously: "The trash is here?"

"You can't expose this problem?" Hua Buluo turned green with anger, "It's his grandma, who blinded my sweet-scented osmanthus for nothing."

"If there is no problem, everyone, we will leave," Qi Ping cupped his hands, pulling Mu Xiaoque out of the crowd.

Now the plan to capture Duan Qingyin still needs to be discussed, especially with such an anonymous reward, the motivation to find out the ghost behind the scenes is even more compelling.

The two returned to the west wing all the way, and just as they pushed open the door of the guest room, they stopped outside the door at the same time.

Hua Buluo glanced at the two of them strangely, and stepped back vigilantly. Qi Ping knocked on the door with his hand, "Your Excellency is an enemy or a friend, you might as well show yourself and hide in someone else's bedroom. Isn’t it impolite to not look at it?”

"It's me," Xiao Muya got up from the bamboo couch behind the screen, walked to the door and nodded, "I've been waiting all morning, and I'm worried about where to find you! I'm just here to protect you. I won't bother with anything."

Qi Ping and Mu Xiaoque looked at each other and nodded, now Xiao Muya's help could really help them a lot, otherwise, he really didn't have the confidence to resist the interception and killing of the entire martial arts world, especially those old monsters with high martial arts skills.

Xiao Muya turned his head and looked at Hua Buluo who was behind him suspiciously for a moment.

This person was uncomfortable being looked at by him, he couldn't help touching his nose, forced a smile, and his teeth didn't come out, "Is there anything you want to say, senior?"

"It's just that you look familiar," Xiao Muya sighed, "Like a friend from long ago."

Qi Ping introduced Xiao Muya: "He is the son of Hualuo Daxia, and he has a lot of eyes."

Xiao Muya suddenly realized and nodded, turned around, walked to the table and sat down, took a sip of tea and sighed: "His son is already this old, time flies so fast, among these people, I'm afraid I'm the most worthless one , everything else is fine.”

He couldn't help but darken his eyes when he said this, and added in his heart: "Except for my plain text, everything is fine."

The author says:

In order to let Mu Xiaoque pretend to be a B, it is too esoteric to make up for Buddhist knowledge (scratching head)