Chapter 40: Double Dragon Crisis

How can this be compared? Song Yuzhi is still very clear about the difference between a life in the hands of Cihang Jingzhai and a life in the hands of Yinkui Sect.

But she didn't say anything.

Because Chang Shumou has come.

As soon as he came, he was arrogant, "Can't run anymore? I didn't expect that Miss Song ran away with her lover. Well, I will send you two mandarin ducks on the road together!"

Fang Lang said calmly: "You talk too much."

The syllables fell, and the Guiche sword was slowly pulled out, and the blue sword energy that soared into the sky was bright and dazzling.

...

At this time, the two of them were fully alert and put Qianqian on the stretcher, and they carried the board and carried the beauty in front and behind. They had just defeated the Yinkui Sect's witch, but they were still protecting the eldest sister of the Yinkui Sect in their hands, and their nerves were even more tense and weak.

At this time, the stars were about to gather, the moon was dim, and the sky was about to dawn. They came to the top of a hill and looked around. They saw a small village in the northwest, but it was overgrown with grass and trees, and must have been abandoned long ago. Behind the village lay a row of hills.

Kou Zhong glanced at the peerless beauty on the board, sighed and said, "The residents of the village must have fled to Jingling for refuge. There seems to be a road behind the village that goes through the mountains and forests, which may be a shortcut to Jingling."

Xu Ziling looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds gathering in the northeast. He nodded and said, "It seems that there will be another heavy rain. I wonder how big brother will find us later."

Kou Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "I think big brother thinks that we have been standing between him and big sister Yuzhi for too long. This time, Song Yuzhi is jealous of Qianqian, so it's just the right time to take her away to enjoy the flowers and the moon. It's a pity that we two little ghosts have to do this hard work."

Xu Ziling touched his nose and also had a lot of complaints, "Forget it, let's go to that small village to take shelter from the rain and wait for big brother to find us. It feels bad to be alone with her..."

The two made up their minds and ran towards the small village carrying Qianqian.

At this time, the sky should have been brightened by dawn, but because of the dark clouds, it was darker than before. Suddenly, lightning flashed, followed by thunder, and raindrops as big as beans fell down, gradually becoming denser and denser, and suddenly it became a downpour.

They just passed the archway at the entrance of the village and rushed to the nearest house. The house was broken and peeling, and the wooden door opened easily.

This house has three entrances, front, middle and back, connected by two patios. The furniture is complete. Although it is simple, it is not broken. It is just dusty and cobwebs all around, a desolate scene.

After putting the beautiful woman, Qianqian, and the wooden board on the ground, Kou Zhong was responsible for closing the door, while Xu Ziling went to open the window a little to let air into the house and drive away the rotten stuffiness left in the house.

"Ah!"

The two turned around at the same time.

Qianqian still looked like she was sleeping for a long time, but her pretty face had a little more color, making her look more charming.

Seeing Xu Ziling walking towards her, Kou Zhong rushed over and pulled him, whispering: "Don't touch her!"

"Brother is not here, we have to find a way to control this woman by other means. I don't want us to capsize in the gutter when we are resting."

Shuanglong argued and thought about it, and finally made up his mind and made the same decision as in the original book. When they used their internal force to test Xianxian.

The sound of hooves sounded, coming from far away.

Xianxian's delicate body trembled at this critical moment.

Thunder roared, and heavy rain hit the roof tiles, eaves, screens, patios and streets of the houses, making various sounds with rich layers, and the cold air invaded the body.

Mixed in the ensemble of rain sounds, there were dense horse hoof sounds.

More than ten riders entered the village.

Shuanglong had no time to care about what was happening outside. Their internal forces were trapped in Xianxian's body. They were conscious, but could not get out, and they were really complaining.

A flash of lightning split the sky above the village to the west, and then the sky and the earth turned pale, thunder roared, and the dozen knights stopped their horses, but did not dismount, as if waiting for someone.

Another hoofbeat sound was heard at the other end of the village entrance. It was a lone rider, slowly galloping in the rain towards the dozen riders earlier.

The sound of swords being unsheathed was heard in succession.

The person coming was obviously not a friend of the dozen riders.

Someone outside shouted: "Mr. Duoqing, you are really brave and knowledgeable. You dare to come to the appointment even though you know you will die. We in the Qingjiang Sect admire you."

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong only then realized that the person coming was Hou Xibai, the "Mr. Duoqing", who had recently become famous. However, at this critical moment of practicing and exerting strength, if they were not careful, they would easily go crazy. They did not dare to pay attention to him.

Fang Lang and Song Yuzhi, after dealing with Chang Shumou, searched for the traces of Shuanglong all the way. When they came here, the traces of Shuanglong had indeed disappeared after the heavy rain, and Song Yuzhi could not find people by relying on the energy, so only Fang Lang could sense them from a distance, and also felt the amorous young man Hou Xibai.

"Those two guys are too good at running." Song Yuzhi lifted her wet long hair, wrinkled her nose, and said unhappily: "The clean clothes I brought are all in the bag on the horse's back. I hope they don't just run for their lives and throw away all their valuables."

Fang Lang glanced at her. The one next to Shuanglong was a femme fatale with full charm, and the one next to him was not bad either. Song Yuzhi's pair of attractive long legs were wrapped tightly in a wet dress, showing a delicate figure.

He touched his nose and changed the subject: "Do you know the amorous young man?"

"Hou Xibai?" Song Yuzhi frowned, "I heard my father say it once, just one sentence, let me stay away from him, he is Shi Zhixuan's apprentice, the successor of Huajian School! Why are you talking about him?"

Fang Lang shrugged, "He is in the deserted village ahead, and the two boys are there too."

Song Yuzhi was slightly startled. At this time, Fang Lang faced her, smiling and spreading his arms. Her pretty face blushed, and she leaned against him gently. Before she could calm down, she was taken by Fang Lang to fly again.

Outside the village, it was quiet. It was obvious that Hou Xibai had stopped his horse.

Thunderstorms continued, and lightning flashed. From time to time, the sound of a strong horse neighing could be heard. Whenever the lightning illuminated the dark room, her beautiful hair seemed to glow, which was indescribably strange and mysterious.

When the qi vortex returned to the Jiang Palace from the Yin Qiao meridian in the right leg, and then went down to the Yongquan point in the center of the left foot, a clear and loud male voice said lightly outside: "Stop talking nonsense. Where is Chen Buyun?" ..