Riling Up The Jianghu

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There was no water in the bucket, but Huo Linfeng's mind was rippling, spread out in circles, and two people in Jia Yanxi Mansion gradually appeared. Du Yan exclaimed in shock, unbelievably: "Master, you can't beat me! You are so fierce, but who is so good?"

Huo Linfeng spit out four words: "——Soul Nine Pythons."

Du Yan was surprised: "A total of nine people?"

These nine people are extremely masters. They are shown by masks, and their sins are extremely brutal. They are named by their brothers and have the surname of "Chen". They are the sons of their son Chen Ruoyin, but their lives are obedient.

Nine souls and nine pythons rarely act alone. The reason why the nine of them are collectively called one is because the synergy is suddenly strong and they are fully acquainted with each other. The power of two or more people surges concurrently. When the nine of them made their way, the opponents would surely die.

The two people in Jia Yanxi's government had swords. They should be Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, who ranked No. 5 or 6. Except for the swordsmanship, these two men's tricks were called "Death Palm", and it was heartbreaking and painful.

Huo Linfeng got up and took a bath. Du Xun waited for him to dress, and asked, "Master, is the soul of Jiu Nine Python so powerful, isn't nobody able to control it?"

Huo Linfeng said, "If they are alone, they can't beat me." If nine people are all together, maybe the three fathers and sons of Humen are in the same battle and can draw a tie. Soldiers, taboos are taboo, so without adequate preparation, they must not be easily confronted.

The waist is fastened, the shoulders are wide, and the waist covers the long legs. Du Yan held the jade crown in his hands and put it on his son. Not to worry about it, he said, "Master, I see, you are handsome in this extraordinary palace!"

Huo Linfeng snorted. When the march was rough, he rarely cared about his appearance. It really cares about others, and it is inevitable to think of the one who looks good in the middle. He wanted to ask Rong Luoyun how to smell, "What's that smell?"

Du Yan was startled: "Stewed hoof paste!"

I used a few bites of cold rice last night, and Huo Linfeng was extremely hungry at this time, chewing big fish and big meat in Qingyou Bamboo Garden. He glimpsed the blooming flowers, and suddenly wanted to plant a magnolia in the garden, and it would be elegant to accompany the bamboo.

Turning his thoughts and dissipating his thoughts, it takes years to grow a tree, but he will not stay that long.

After using rice, Huo Linfeng drank tea beside the stone table, and all he could see was spring bamboo, and he remembered the green bamboo lamp handle pinched by Rong Luoyun. Now that Hugh Mu is okay, there are ready-made materials here, so just redo the man.

He carefully selected, cut a good bamboo with a knife, and cut it into smooth bamboo strips. After the splicing is completed, the light bone is covered, and the plain tulle is covered, and then a plain small lamp is made.

Huo Linfeng looked at it, feeling monotonous and taking pen and ink, drawing a circle of wavy moire on the lamp handle.

The lamp is ready, and there are some bamboo sticks left on the stone table. As soon as he had a clever idea, he left the kite, Bai Xuanmian, and swallow with the rest, but he didn't want to draw any patterns.

At this time Du muttered: "Another one-to lamp Rong Luoyun."

Huo Linfeng's skin was thin and thick at the time, which was relatively thick at this time. He deliberately said, "The kite gave him a paste too."

Du Yan: "He is flying faster than a kite, and the kite is about the same."

Huo Linfeng is overwhelming, and the immortal posture in all directions circles his head like a ray of light smoke. At noon, he estimated that Rongyun had gotten up, and a lantern and a kite were out of Qianjitang.

The weather was just fine, and the milky gravel in that place would be dazzling, he thought so. Unexpectedly, there was a small lock hanging on the door.

He had to turn back, busy working for an hour, and lost his face in silence. Exactly passing through the Tibetan Pavilion, Lu Zun glanced inwardly following the sound of recitation. Lu Zhun shook his head and endorsed in the courtyard.

Lu Jun also sighted him and ran out of the way: "Du Zhong, how do you do lanterns during the day?"

Huo Linfeng said: "The lamp of the Lord of the Second Palace is broken. I made one for him."

Lu Jun nodded: "Then you will send it off three days later, the second brother went to Chaomu Tower."

Deteriorating instantly, Huo Linfeng thought, ascended the green building for three days, and was not afraid to be drained of energy. Suddenly he didn't bother to give it away, and said, "The Lord of the Third House, his subordinates are busy giving things, and bother you to give it to the Lord of the Second House."

Lu Zhun caught it and couldn't help whispering: "This is a strange way of life, the second brother mentions the sword to the tower, and the master of the palace has to run errands for his disciples."

Huo Linfeng heard clearly, and his heart was suddenly burst. Rong Luoyun rarely rode to Chaomu Tower, let alone a sword. He stunned to remember last night that when he mentioned Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, Rong Luoyun's reaction was fierce.

Could it be that Rong Luoyun recognizes Jiu Nine Pythons and even has resentment?

Huo Linfeng thought about returning to Zhuyuan all the way, and saw Du Yan watering flowers. The authorities were fascinated by the onlookers, and he simply asked, "Nerd, if I leave my sword for a few days, why?"

Du Yan said: "Fight the war to kill the enemy."

He asked again, "What if I say I'm going?"

Du Yan also said: "Every time you lie to your wife to step on the green, how can there be green in the desert?"

Huo Linfeng was suddenly cheerful. If he was right, Rong Luoyun didn't go to Chaomu Tower at all, but he went for murder. However, Rong Luoyun was distracted by Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, and the other guards were distracted.

He had a strange taste in his heart, shook his head, maybe Rong Luoyun was happy in Wenrou Township?

Tea to the stone side, the tea was cold, so it was cold after a while. In the four hours from Shishi to Ugly, is the cold tea and the people hovering, isn't it harder to say than what he feels at this time?

Huo Linfeng took a deep breath, twisted his legs, and went to Chaomu Tower to find out. Du Yan shouted, "Master, where are you going ?!"

He hurriedly explained, "If you don't return in the afternoon, the hero will rescue the bandit!"

Huo Linfeng quickly rushed to Chaomulou and closed his house day by day. He rushed in. Xiaoxiong came to stop him, and told him to raise his arms, and the noise made the old lady in charge.

The old man narrowed his eyes and recognized him as a handsome man. He inadvertently passed away, glanced up at the fourth floor, jumped up, knocked at the door a few times, and shouted, "The palace master? Are you in there?"

A girl said, "My son has been here early in the morning and has already left."

Huo Linfeng settled down, Rong Luoyun really came here. Could it be possible to know that this trip was dangerous, and asked my sister to say goodbye? At this time, the old man chased after him, blocking the road and forbidden him to make trouble. He asked, "Where is Hua Kui?"

The old man teased: "Want to see Hua Kui, it depends on whether you have four thousand two."

Huo Lin smiled coldly, whoever stopped him, opened the door of the room all along the corridor. Lou Zhongjiao kept talking, and Rong Duanyu couldn't sleep since his younger brother left.

Huo Linfeng saw each other, ran to his front, and Rong Duanyu watched him with caution: "You were the last time ..."

He said: "Last time, I'm afraid to be offensive. Now I am the big disciple recruited by the extraordinary palace contest, Du Zhong." When time is tight, he showed his disciple's long card and said, "I beg you to tell the girl whether the palace owner went to Hanzhou alone Now? I was ordered to investigate the day before, and I know that there are two masters in Hanzhou. If the palace owner is alone, his life is at stake, and I hope the girl will not hide it. "

Rong Duanyu's eyes were startled, but she was worried, and now she burst into tears. Waving everyone back, she whispered close to half a step: "Luoyun walks alone, Hanzhou captures Jia Yanxi, and it's almost time."

Huo Linfeng sighed and left.

Rong Duanyu called him: "Luoyun explained, if he hasn't returned for three days, he will tell Duan to find him."

Huo Linfeng asked: "He named Duan Huaike?"

The tone of arrogance, with a slight disdain, is like a disciple's attitude. He flew downstairs and left without answering, turned over, and rushed away from Xiganling.

I usually tell him this, and tell him that, but what is the truth? Do n’t even need a helper? He guessed on the bumpy horse back that Rong Luoyun and Jia Yanxi or Jiu Nine Python concealed old grudges.

Now that you have the backbone, how much did you inform Duan Huaike? Do you think Duan Huaike is the best?

"Drive!" He roared galloping.

Lights can't be used for nothing, kites can't be used for nothing, and things that don't worry can't just die casually.

Just at this moment, Rong Luoyun arrived outside the city of Hanzhou, and a group of victims walked out, and he entered the city against the current. There is no one sweeping the long street, people die or flee, and many people have only two empty houses.

Jia Yan relied on the Emperor Tian Gao to stay away, and to sacrifice for Chen Ruoyin. Now that the bustling scene has faded, the situation is getting more serious, and it is estimated that the city will soon be abandoned.

Rong Luoyun pulled out the map and rushed to the granary first according to the plan.

The granary is located in the west of the city. The ring-shaped earthen tower has three floors of cellars.

Rong Luoyun dismounted from afar, hiding between the trees, Huo Linfeng said that there were 40 officers and soldiers on the two floors outside the warehouse, 12 of whom were in the tower, and 30 of them were senior guards.

He landed lightly, approaching the warehouse without any cover, as if he was afraid no one would see it. When an officer and soldier found him, he drank a knife and drunk him, and surrounded him.

He drew his sword with a smile, and said politely: "Wind and sunshine, I want to rob a thousand grains of stone, I ask you to let me know."

The officers and men thought that this was a lunatic, and used to be brutal. Rong Luoyun leaned in to take the move, which should have been a move, but delayed the time to deal with it. After lingering for a long time, the guard in the warehouse rushed out halfway before the killing. He flew to catch the head of the person and split the opponent with a thunderbolt.

The soldiers were shocked, and no one dared to step forward.

Rong Luoyun's eyes narrowed, and he saw someone running away from the corner to report. He flew up to the building, one sword at a time, and cut off all twelve guards. Into the granary, split the lock and break the door, destroy the cellar fortification, so that Wan Shiliang can see all the light.

The rest of the guard officers and soldiers rushed into a ball. Anyone who blocked the killing had to retreat.

About half a column of time, suddenly someone shouted that the reinforcements had arrived.

A team of guards came in the distance, wearing a mask for the head, which is one of the nine souls of the soul. Rong Luoyun looked away and fled away. He disappeared cleanly with Bafangyou. He glanced back into the dark, and the granary was in chaos. Pick it up!

Rong Luoyun found Jia Yanxi's mansion according to the map. Going under the high wall, he met a team of patrol guards and closed his sword into the sheath. He made a quick decision with bare hands and twisted ten people's necks.

When he turned into the house, he remembered what Huo Linfeng said. The promenade on the promenade called each other, and it was easy to frighten the snake. When flashing into Bieyuan, he took a needle from his waist and clamped it at his fingertips.

Beiyuan was no longer alive. Rong Luoyun crossed the border like Yan Luo and claimed his life.

Stepping into the garden, a graceful family member was playing the piano in the pavilion, followed by four maidservants and eight guards outside the pavilion. He flew up to the top of the pavilion lazily, lazily intently, pinned the small pin back to his waist, and said, "I'm going to listen to" Ergo ".

The female relative Huarong was so pale that she hid behind the girl-in-law, and a guard surrounded the pavilion. Rong Luoyun leaned down to make a move, with both hands as his palms, opened the bow from side to side, smashing the eight guards' heavenly covers.

He stepped into the pavilion and knocked on the maid, grabbing the female relative's wrist.

"What's the worry, afraid I won't succeed?" His peach eyes would scare the daughter to death. "How many girls in the city starve to death, look at you, is it a pig?"

The female dependents were so congenial that they couldn't bear to be killed by his insult.

He grasped others with ease: "Where is Jia Yanxi and where is the masked person?"

The woman cried, "Adult is in the Huxin Tower ... Liu is in the woods of Xiyuan ..."

Jiu Hun Jiu Python is Chen Ruoyin's son, Jia Yanxi is his nephew, so his brothers are commensurate. Knocking on the female relative, he searched for Huxinlou according to the map. Too many killings along the way inevitably alarmed him, and the guards of the Fu government were catching him everywhere.

To the center of the mansion, there is a blue lake here, and a three-story wooden building in the center of the lake.

Rong Luoyun pursed his lips, he was the most annoying.

Not long ago, he fell into the lake and blamed the Eucommia.

He wondered, if Du Zhong had rested for the past two days, would he go to Chaoluo Tower to find Baoluo? Send a fan?

At this moment, dozens of guards came together to kill him, his mind was interrupted, and his anger suddenly burned. Pumping his sword against the enemy, he killed a blood path very quickly, and more and more people fell, falling, falling, and Bihu invaded the thick red.

No one left, Rong Luoyun stopped.

He lifted his sword and stepped onto the wooden road leading to the center of the lake to the small building, and found that there was only one door in this building, and there were no windows. Step into it, but see the mountains of gold and silver piled up, thousands of treasures, bright eyes.

Ascending the third floor, Jia Yanxi brocade crown and jade crown, standing against the wall, seemingly calm.

Rong Luoyun approached step by step and raised his opponent's chin with the tip of his sword. "A Hanzhou parent official, so imposing, I thought he had entered the Prime Minister's Mansion." As he said, the sword tip moved to his throat.

Jia Yan was horrified, bluffing: "I'm just afraid you will go in or out."

Rong Luoyun pierced his opponent's shoulder with a sword, screamed in pain, turned his wrist and drilled a hole. He thoughtfully: "Jia Lang is flustered, the pain is definitely painful, but he can't die."

He held the person together, raised his sword to break the wall, and flew to the lake. He slammed it again, slamming his knees against his knees, stepping off his knees, and causing him to collapse as if disabled.

This is just the beginning. He went to the forest of Xiyuan with his sword, and the horsetail swept over the butterfly bone.

The dense trees breeze and only smell the birds of prey.

Rong Luoyun penetrated into it, and suddenly a gust of wind blew Ye Luo, and he disappeared into the forest. On the trunk, nailed the two leaves he had avoided, a man appeared in the forest, with a black shirt and black boots and a mask on his face.

Chen Xiao listened carefully, and suddenly rushed towards the dense tree canopy, flew up, and drew his sword straight under the leaf cover. Rong Luoyun floated down to fight with it, the sword collided, and the suit jumped back and forth.

He fought forty strokes with each other in one breath, evenly balanced, difficult to distinguish, and more difficult than he imagined. After a few shocks, the two pulled away, Chen Xiao asked: "Who is going to die?"

Rong Luoyun replied: "I am Chen Ruoyin-his father."

Chen Xiao laughed: "Why are you trying to die?"

Rong Luoyun replied: "Chen Ruoyin's dog son doesn't recognize me as a father, so I have to come to you grandson."

He slammed and stunned to avoid a life-threatening sword. The opponent called him anxious and fatal. The fight was nearly forty moves, and his feet turned back to climb the sky, his palms started to rise, and he turned to Chen Xiao and cut out the powerful palm of the soul.

Snorted!

Chen Xiao's chest burst suddenly, his coat stabbed and was torn, and a large mouthful of blood spewed down his neck along his neck. He wanted to use his vitality to temporarily protect his heart, and Rong Yunyun refused to let him. One sword and one sword did not give him a chance to breathe.

In a flash of wind, another black shadow struck, and it was Chen Mian, the fifth child who rushed back.

After a dozen fights, the fight was separated by nearly a hundred moves. Rong Luoyun settled and asked, "Why wear a mask and look ugly?"

Chen Mian answered the question without asking: "It ’s a good idea to transfer Tiger from the mountain. Is it because my brothers are working together that you can't escape the sky?" He blocked Chen Xiao. "You have no place to die today."

Rong Luoyun cut back his teeth and said, "Then you are worse than me, and you will die without a corpse."

In this effort, Chen Xiaoyun was able to heal his injuries and recovered half of his strength for the time being. The two held their swords together and came together to make a seamless match, and their power was stronger than before.

Rong Luoyun fought hundreds of strokes with one enemy and two enemies, then the atmosphere was slightly chaotic and gradually fell into the wind.

He couldn't help but hesitated, and the internal force was violently stunned by the whirlwind of leaves, splitting silver and white flashes, and the surrounding trees and stones suddenly exploded / split.

Chen Mian Chen Xiao escaped, only suffered an trauma, and when the calm and dense fog dispersed, Rong Luoyun disappeared without a trace. Such a trivial effort is rare in the world, but the two can't be surprised, and look back to back.

He closed his eyes and listened to Rong Luoyun's breath. Only when the leaves fell, the two opened their eyes and opened their swords. The sword pointed at a tree, but unexpectedly, it was empty, and Rong Luoyun had flew away.

Such a chase in the forest, Rong Luoyun is almost out of reach. Banzhu Xiangfu, he had enough of the other side, taking advantage of his exhaustion and negligence, flew his hand out of the needle.

A needle was dropped into the trunk, and a scream was made in the forest.

Chen Xiao twisted his face in shock, only to see that the mask had not fallen, and a small needle pierced through Chen Mian's left eye.

Rong Luoyun reclined his branches and shook his legs, leaving only a smile.

With a little physical exertion, he gasped for a moment and then flew down, holding the sword and Chen Xiaoying endlessly. Turning around empty, he turned to Chen Mian, fingers as claws, armor as hooks, and pierced the left eye fiercely and quickly.

Chen Mian was so angry that he pushed out the silver needle at the very moment of the burst. The needle penetrated Rong Luoyun's palm and flew out.

"Yeah!" Rong Luoyun snorted, and his eyes were black with pain.

He looked down, and there was a glance at Koizumi in his left hand, and he kept bleeding beads, and so did the back of his hand. The meridian in the palm is an inch of sore numbness, and the five fingers can't even pull the arm.

At this time, Chen Mian and Chen Xiao made their side-by-side shots, pointing directly at his door. He struck back and forth, he waved the sword of splitting clouds, and Chen Xiao in front of him was seriously injured when the smoke filled the smoke.

The sword fell, the man fell, and his throat burst into sweetness.

Rong Luoyun was lying on the ground, his blood was overflowing, his lungs were sore that he would smash into mud. Chen Mian shook, her left eye had become a blood cave, and her wound was more mottled.

Rong Luoyun was sore in pain, that he didn't feel his half arm, and saw the sword stab at him.

Chen Mian shouted: "What a pair of peaches ... I will stab your eyes first!"

Speaking of time and time, a cold light flashed and the sword was missed!

Rong Luoyun was caught by a tall figure and rolled around. All was caught off guard, he only knew that he was embracing, and then he looked up in surprise, facing the starbrow star of Huo Linfeng.

"Du Zhong ..." He whispered incredibly.

Huo Linfeng responded, "I'm late."

He looked down at the other side, his face, neck, and placket, pure hot blood. His eyes were killing and hateful, and he looked at him with peace of mind. His original lesson had been brewing for three hundred miles, and even if he was overdue, he would swear, but at this moment he could not even say a word.

Rong Luoyun's voice was weak, holding his placket closer and moving his lips against his ears: "I want to kill them ... I want to kill them ..."

Huo Linfeng said, "OK, kill them."

He flattened Rong Luoyun and stood up to meet the two. Chen Xiao has endured a state of death with Rong Luoyun's palm and sword. Not to mention Chen Mian, the blood in his left eye has not stopped, he is dizzy and painful, and falls to the ground shaking.

In the end what old hatred, went to three hundred miles to fight and lose both.

Chen Mian supported Tijian: "When you rescue the soldiers, you have to see if you have the ability."

Huo Linfeng looked at that glance. If he took a step late, wouldn't Rong Luoyun also become like this? He said, "Don't let go, let's stop." Leaning over and picking up Rong Luoyun's sword, he didn't intend to delay his mercy, and the move was powerful.

Chen Mian was seriously injured and couldn't resist it for a long time. Before his thirty moves, his blood fell to his knees. Rong Luoyun struggled to get up, and then fell back with pain. He tried hard: "Du Zhong ... I want to kill ..."

Huo Linfeng sighed helplessly, this uneasy thing casually died, but the killing is so real. He turned back and raised Rong Luoyun, holding his arm around his waist and holding it in his arms, and wrapped his right hand in his palm.

"Hold tight," he said, holding Rong Luoyun's hair, "Will your heart be good?"

With a bang, he lifted Rong Luoyun's hand and stabbed it with a full force, and drew a sword into Chen Mian's chest. The back of the hand was a little bit hot, and he looked sideways, seeing the other side shed tears. Rong Luoyun cried: "Not enough ... not enough!"

Huo Linfeng held the hand and pulled out the sword, and there was another sword towards the belly. The blood was thin, and the green ground under his feet was red. I don't know how many swords Rong Luoyun finally settled in his arms.

After killing Lao Wu Lao Liu, Rong Luoyun remembered the pain, and he suddenly drew.

Huo Linfeng pulled down his placket and saw a large purple-red palm print on the back of his heart. It's the stubborn palm that can destroy a person's heart. He had a pale face but thin red lips. The slight shaking between the steps was painless. He moved a few steps and leaned on Huo Linfeng to fall straight.

Huo Linfeng wrapped around his shoulder and asked, "I hold you?"

He shook his head, don't.

Huo Linfeng ridiculed him again: "It's all like this, what is better?"

He was partial, and ordered: "... memorize me."

Cold sweat soaked his shirt, his vision was very blurred, and he was spinning around when he was carried on his back. His legs were bent and his large hands were clamped, tightened, and fastened to the sides of his waist. Huo Linfeng walked out of Xiyuan with him on his back and headed for the lake, and suddenly asked, "Master, have you broken Jia Yanxi's leg?"

He hummed weakly.

Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation and said, "Do you know how powerful you are?" Gently hesitated, and warned as he walked, "Do not use me in the future."

Rivers and lakes are weak and strong, and Rong Luoyun is very weak at this moment, and he can't put out a little bit of the main frame of the palace. He opened his mouth and vomited blood, and he had to use his chin tip to pinch Huo Linfeng's shoulder, and said yes.

As far as the lake, Jia Yanxi was still paralyzed and struggling, and his wife, Qiba Jiaomei, cried around him. Seeing Huo Linfeng walking behind Rong Luoyun, knowing that Chen Mian and Chen Xiao were dead, he was trembling and begging for mercy.

Rong Luoyun raised his hand weakly and pointed at the small building in the center of the lake.

Jia Yanxi busily said: "Jiao Xia's life! All gold and silver babies are for you, all for you!" He was terribly scared, and his wife and concubine were pulled by the fart, "They, they also give to Xia Xia!

Huo Linfeng looked at the Huxin Tower. This Zhizhou mansion is still elegant, and outsiders can't find any abnormalities in a moment. As for the others, he glanced at the beautiful women with pear flowers and rain, and tilted his head to ask Rong Luoyun.

"See how I do ..." Rong Luoyun felt a little confused in pain.

Huo Linfeng advised: "At this time, the palace master was seriously injured. I am afraid that the beauty is in front of me and I am weak. I will wait for the Japanese to grow up."

Rong Luoyun knew what he meant, but he couldn't tell the pain, so he had to let it go.

A horse-drawn carriage was found in the house, Huo Linfeng set up Rong Luoyun, and then tied Jia Yanxi to take them away. All the female relatives and aunts were locked in the house and closed for a few days. He drove away from the back door, the businessmen in the city were closed, and Rongyun was in urgent need of healing. He had to find a place to settle as soon as possible.

Huo Linfeng remembered that he seemed to pass a mountain on the way, and there was an ancient temple at the foot of the mountain.

Hurry up to find it, and there is occasional groan / yin escape behind the car public, but Rong Yunyun can't stand the pain. "Yu!" The mountain road was bumpy, Huo Linfeng paused to turn around, and closed the curtain, witnessing Rong Luoyun leaning on Jia Yanxi.

He frowned. "How do you do next to him?"

The car wall is hard and hard to lean on, and Rong Yunyun is looking for a personal cushion.

Huo Linfeng pondered for a moment, helped the other side to Che Yu, and he was reliably on his back. Continue to hurry, always straight shoulders slightly bowed, occasionally holding back, Rong Yunyun's pain is gradually less.

He said, "Palace, you wrap around my waist."

Rong Luoyun looked down at the palm of his left hand, the blood drops couldn't stop, half of his arms couldn't move. "I can't," he murmured, and had to stroke Huo Linfeng's back with his right hand. "I want ..."

Huo Linfeng asked, "What do you want?" But he didn't hear the movement behind him. At a glance, Rong Luoyun was fainting with his hands and feet. Speeding up to the hill, the ancient temple at the foot of the mountain was not very eye-catching, and the young monk sweeping outside the door looked curiously.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Huo Linfeng turned around and took Rong Luoyun in his arms. He seemed to be awake, squinting narrowly, like a beautiful dead object. He carried a man to the ancient temple for help, but was stopped by several monks before entering the door.

One of them said, "The temple avoids blood, and the donor will not disturb the Buddhist temple."

Huo Linfeng unexpectedly said, "It is not a good word for Buddhism to save a life to win a seven-level floating slaughter?" He wanted to be aggressive, and used to speak at home in front of the Buddhist altar, not to mention taboo at this moment.

The noise made the abbot, and the abbot was horrified when he saw that his body was covered with blood, and he was busy reading "Amitabha Buddha." Huo Linfeng hurriedly said: "Master, Hanzhou City is full of blemishes, and his younger brother is alone in danger of robbing the granary, and he was seriously injured for the rescued victims. Please be compassionate!"

Obviously it was revenge and injury, and what is the younger brother ...

Rong Luoyun was painful and ashamed, shrinking his head like a little turtle.

Huo Linfeng also said: "Without concealing the master, Zhizhou Jia Yanxi is in the carriage, and his crimes are exhausted, so please be detained for the time being."

The abbot was in dire straits, and suddenly thought: "There is an idle Zen courtyard on the top of the mountain, hundreds of steps away from the mountain, and there is no one to let the younger stay and heal." The arrangements were made, and the disciples were immediately sent to clean the bedding.

Huo Linfeng thanked him and carried Rong Luoyun up the mountain immediately.

Stepping on the first stage, he asked, "Does it hurt?" This is nonsense. Rong Luoyun said with a bang, and nodded his strength.

"Then I'm slower, lest you feel uncomfortable." Huo Linfeng said, as if afraid of Rong Luoyun falling asleep, and continued, "Gongzhu, do you know why I came?"

"Listening to the Lord of the Three Palaces, you went to Chaomu Tower. I happened to take a stroll and went."

"You're not there. Girl Duanyu was so worried that she learned that you were going to Hanzhou alone."

"You said to call the Omiya master three days later. The Omiya master will drink with people all day long. How can I take care of you?"

"... Why don't you call me? Can't you trust me?"

Dark gray stone steps, lush trees on both sides, and Huo Linfeng's words in the ears. Rong Luoyun lay on his wide shoulders, listening, relaxing, and looking at Lin Jing in his pain.

First step up, he noticed that Huo Linfeng's breathing was as stable as his footsteps, but the dense sweat of the horns looked hard. At the 100th stage, he sighed embarrassedly: "It's so high ..."

Huo Linfeng said: "Fortunately, the palace owner is thin and I don't feel tired."

Rong Luoyun's eyes dropped, and he whispered, wiping the other's shoulders constantly. "Did you even do that?" Huo Linfeng laughed and shrugged. "Don't touch me like this, itching."

Rong Luoyun confessed: "Blood has stained your clothes."

"Anyway, you'll be well on your back," Huo Linfeng said, dropping a drop of sweat on his forehead.

The cooler it gets, the more air there is in the nose. Rong Luoyun's chest was against Huo Linfeng's back. The cold sweat he pained and Huo Linfeng's exhausted hot sweat blended, tidal.

Two hundred steps, three hundred steps, and nearly four hundred steps were completed, and finally I saw the Zen courtyard.

Huo Linfeng tilted his head: "Gongzhu, come to-"

He froze and saw a gray shadow, which was a gray patch that Rong Luoyun laboriously pulled from his arms. He picked up the papa outside Chaomu Tower and dropped it on the corner of the staircase.

Pa Zi put his forehead on his face, and Rong Yunyun wiped sweat for him, light and heavy, and narrowed his eyes awkwardly. He asked, "Why don't you give me back the pawn?"

Rong Luoyun said, "I was originally mine."

Huo Linfeng didn't understand what he meant, and he still turned his head side by side, and lost the blockage after rubbing, and faced Rong Luoyun at one glance. That's so close, not to mention the thin eyelids, even the fine lines on the lips can be seen, his heart tightened suddenly, so the palm of his hand followed.

His legs were stung, and Rong Luoyun would misunderstand: "It's really mine ..."

Huo Linfeng said nothing, just wanted to put people down quickly, this body pressed against him, making him uncomfortable. Stepping into the Zen courtyard, the ground was covered with a layer of fallen leaves. The zen house was uninhabited for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust everywhere.

Master Houfu who swears that she can't do any work for her maidservant, she confessed her fate and cleaned up her sleeves. But he had no experience in serving others, and he gave Rong Luoyun the door without giving a chair or a bench.

It was hard enough for him to clean the table and sweep the floor. He rolled up the bedding brought by the little monk, and he had to make a bed later. After twenty-three years, he really hasn't made a bed himself.

Huo Linfeng missed Du Yan, if he knew that he was cleaning the court, he must be so anxious. After wandering for a while, he felt silent all around, he looked back and could not help but hold back.

Rong Luoyun relied on the door frame to sit on the threshold, wondering whether he was awake or asleep.

The mottled blue shirt, the stationary horsetail, seemed to flow away a little bit.

He couldn't tell the feeling of this scene, the door was open, framed by the boxy scenery, the masonry in the courtyard, the green trees in the corner, and the sky in the distance. At the bottom right corner of the boxy side, Rong Luoyun sat there, the back was quiet, a little pitiful, a little thin, and a little lonely.

He suddenly wanted to call him by name.

Move your lips, but there is no opening.

Huo Linfeng picked up and tidy as soon as possible, laid the mattresses and laid the pillows, and then shouted "Gongzhu". Rong Luoyun reacted a little bit late and looked back slowly. He seemed to say "OK", his voice was too low to be true.

Huo Linfeng walked over and squatted down to try to help Rong Luoyun hold up.

Rong Luoyun was very wooden, pouting his mouth against the door frame, and then scooping was not enough. He bit his lower lip tightly. After pulling for a moment, he couldn't beat him and was dragged to the chest by Huo Linfeng.

Embarrassed by weakness, he finally subdued: "Du Zhong, I feel sore."

Huo Linfeng actually knew that Chen Mian used hardened palms, broken his heart, and could hurt people to death. Rong Luoyun trembled and trembled in front of his chest, anxious to have a hiding shell on his back.

"Shit me." Rong Luoyun grabbed his placket. "Shit me ... go to my brother ..."

Huo Linfeng pretended to be stupid: "Who's looking for?"

Rong Luoyun begged: "Brother ... Go to Brother ..."

Duan Huaike's deep internal force is naturally a life-saving straw. Huo Linfeng didn't move. Rong Yunyun's painful and distorted face was close to his eyes. He stared down, the tall tower collapsed in his heart.

The front quilt was getting more and more tight, and the ground was loose, and Rong Luoyun loosened his hands and murmured: "I want big brother ..."

Want to say this in the carriage at that time? Leaning on his back and leaning on his waist, he wanted to find his elder brother three hundred miles away? Huo Linfeng heard enough, and hugged Rong Luoyun: "What big brother, he can't save you in such a rush of fire."

Step into the house and knock on the door.

He hugged Rong Luoyun and unbuttoned his clothes.

The room was dark, only the doors and windows leaked a little light, and Rong Yunyun was caught by the big palm, hot against the flesh. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes, like a hungry man who got an angry cake, like a deer in the winter mountains, looking for a warm nest.

Huo Linfeng asked behind him, "Who am I?"

Rong Luoyun murmured and sold: "Brother ... Du Zhong."