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    Ling Muyun left Fu Sigui and walked north for ten miles. Sure enough, he saw a tall bluestone bridge in the distance.

    There is a wooden plank bridge next to the Bluestone Bridge, but the bridge deck has been broken. Although the two bridges are not far apart, they lead to two different paths. The Bluestone Bridge connects a spacious avenue, and  The plank bridge connects this small road, and the two roads diverge in two directions.

    Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun knew that Qiao Feng and A'Zhu had probably passed by, so he immediately followed the path pointed by the shop assistant and walked to the wooden bridge.

    Although the wooden bridge has been broken, the entire river is only two or three feet wide, and there is no way to stop Ling Muyun.  He jumped directly across the broken bridge, landed on the other side of the river, and then rushed forward along the path.

    After crossing the small wooden bridge, the road is very narrow, sometimes with waist-long grass, making it difficult to identify. If the store clerk hadn't made it clear, this road would have been really difficult to find.

    After running for a while, Ling Muyun met Zhu Danchen, who ranked last among the four guards of the Duan family in Dali. He learned from Zhu Danchen that Qiao Feng and A'Zhu had already left first, and he thought that the other party was the four evil men.  His accomplice tried to stop him, but was easily passed by and left behind.

    Ling Muyun immediately bid farewell to Zhu Danchen and overtook him and hurried forward. After about a meal, he saw a clear lake in front of him. The clear water was like jade and the waves were as flat as a mirror. It was indeed worthy of the name "Xiaojing Lake".

    ¡° Before reaching the lake, I saw a man and a woman walking hand in hand in front of me. The man was tall and tall, and the woman was petite. Looking from behind, they were Qiao Feng and A¡¯Zhu.  Ling Muyun felt happy and called out in a loud voice: "Brother Qiao, Miss A'Zhu."

    Qiao Feng and A'Zhu turned around after hearing the sound. They were surprised and happy to see Ling Muyun. They immediately stopped to wait. When Ling Muyun came closer, Qiao Feng asked with a smile: "Brother Ling, why are you here?"

    Ling Muyun said: "I am here because of someone else's request. Brother Qiao, Miss A'Zhu, what about you?"

    Qiao Feng suddenly had a complex look on his face: "Brother Ling, I now know my life experience. My surname is Xiao, and I am a Khitan."

    Ling Muyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then shouldn't I change my name to you, Brother Xiao?"

    Xiao Feng saw that Ling Muyun was so calm and relaxed, and didn't seem to take him seriously as a Khitan, and his attitude did not change at all. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed: "Brother Ling, I can have such a good brother like you.  This is really the great blessing of my life, Xiao Feng!¡±

    Ling Muyun smiled slightly: "Being able to interact with Brother Xiao is also a blessing for me, Ling Muyun, in this life."

    While Ling Muyun and Qiao Feng were chatting, they suddenly heard someone chuckle twice among the flowers by the lake, and then a stone flew out from the flowers.

    Ling Muyun and others followed the direction of the pebbles and saw a fisherman wearing a bamboo hat and fishing by the lakeside. He had just caught a herring on his fishing rod. The pebble flew towards him, and hit it just in time.  On the fish thread, there was a soft "chi" sound, the fish thread broke into two pieces, and the herring fell into the lake again.

    Xiao Feng let out a light sigh, then turned to Ling Muyun and said, "Brother Ling, what can you tell?"

    Ling Muyun smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, are you trying to test me? This man's hand strength is extremely weird. The fish silk is soft and cannot bear force. It would not be surprising at all if he cuts it off with a flying knife, sleeve arrow or the like.  . But it was obviously a round stone, but it actually broke the fish thread. This person's feminine way of using hidden weapons is definitely not something that belongs to China."

    In fact, there is something Ling Muyun has not said yet, that is, this hidden weapon technique has some traces of the Xiaoyao sect's hidden weapon techniques. It seems to be a blend of the Xiaoyao sect's basic hidden weapon techniques and some hidden weapon techniques from the Western Regions.  As for the identity of the person who threw the stone, Ling Muyun already had a pretty good guess in his mind.

    Xiao Feng nodded and said: "My dear brother, you are right. The person who threw the stone does not seem to have high martial arts, but his evil spirit is overwhelming. It is purely a heretical method, and I am afraid it is not a good method."

    But the fisherman by the lake was surprised when his fishing line was interrupted, and he said loudly: "Who is playing tricks on Chu? Please show up."

    After a few "thrusts", the flowers and trees parted, and a girl came out. She was dressed in purple. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, one or two years younger than Ajushang. She had big, dark eyes.  She is still young, and her eyebrows have not yet fully opened, but it can already be seen that she is a beautiful woman, but her face is full of slyness, and she does not look like a docile and well-behaved character.

    I saw this young girl coming out of the flowers and trees. When she saw A'Zhu here, she ignored the fisherman and skipped to A'Zhu. She held her hand and said with a smile: "This sister  You are so handsome, I like you very much!¡±

    The girl in the purple shirt spoke with a certain curlicue and her pronunciation was not correct, as if she was a foreigner learning for the first time.Chinese language is average.

    When Ling Muyun saw this, he was immediately sure that this girl must be the little witch Azi, because Azi grew up in the Xingxiu Sect, and the Xingxiu Sect is located in the Xingxiu Sea in the Western Region, not the territory of the Song Dynasty. The pronunciation of this Chinese word is not correct  No wonder.

    Seeing the liveliness and innocence of the purple-shirted girl, A'Zhu liked her a lot. He immediately smiled and said, "You are so handsome. I like you even more."

    A'Zhu had been in Suzhou for a long time and was deeply influenced by the local Wu dialect. Although he was speaking Zhongzhou Mandarin, his voice was soft and charming, but it was not very accurate. It complemented A'Zi's strange accent and tune.

    The fisherman was about to get angry, but when he saw such a lively and lovely girl, his anger immediately disappeared and he said: "This girl is very naughty. Her skill in breaking the fish threads is also impressive."

    As he spoke, his eyes glanced around the girl. He didn't know Xiao Feng or A'Zhu, so he didn't care. But when he saw Ling Muyun, he was slightly startled, and then he quickly bowed and saluted: "It turns out that Young Master Ling is here.  Chu has met Mr. Ling!¡±

    It turns out that this fisherman is none other than Chu Wanli, who ranks first among the four great guards of the Dali Duan clan, Chu Gu, Fu and Zhu.

    However, before Ling Muyun could answer, the girl Ah Zi said: "What fun is fishing? I'm so suffocated. If you want to eat fish, wouldn't it be better to use this fishing rod to stab the fish?"

    As he spoke, he walked forward, reached out to take the fishing rod from the fisherman's hand, and stabbed it into the water. The tip of the fishing rod pierced the belly of a white fish. When he lifted it up, the fish was still writhing and twisting, and the fish in the wound was  The blood fell on the clear water little by little, the red and green contrasting with each other, bright and beautiful, but a little cruel in the beauty.

    When Ling Muyun saw her casually stabbing her, he moved his right hand slightly to the left, making a small arc, and then stabbed down from the right. The technique was quite clever and the posture was beautiful, but it was a bit carefree.  The taste of martial arts is just that it lacks the essence. The beauty is beautiful, but it does not have the true essence of the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts, and its power is even worse.

    But this is not surprising. After all, the Xingxiu sect that Azi belongs to was created by Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the Xingxiu sect. The martial arts of the Xingxiu sect was also created by Ding Chunqiu based on the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect that he knew and mixed with other evil martial arts.

    Although Ding Chunqiu came from the Xiaoyao sect, he did not learn the true superior skills of the Xiaoyao sect, nor did he obtain the samadhi of the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts. When compared with the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts, the Xingxiu sect's martial arts he created naturally fell behind.  inferior.

    Just as Ling Muyun was thinking, he saw Ah Zi raising and lowering the pole, stabbing six herrings and white fishes one after another, stringing them together on the pole, and then with a shake, threw all the fish into the lake.  , splashing water, with traces of blood, looking very sad and beautiful under the sunlight.

    A look of hesitation suddenly appeared on Chu Wanli's face, and he said: "You are a young girl, why are you acting so viciously? If you want to catch fish, that's it. If you stab the fish to death but don't eat it, you are killing for no reason.  , what¡¯s the point?¡±

    AhZi immediately clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I just like to kill animals for no reason, what do you think?"

    As he spoke, he flexed his hands hard, trying to break Chu Wanli's fishing rod.  Unexpectedly, the fishing rod was Chu Wanli's self-defense weapon. It looked ordinary, but it was actually forged from iron, with just a layer of paint on the outside. It was very strong and tough, so how could Ah Zi be able to break it?  Broken.

    Chu Wanli saw this and sneered: "You want to break my fishing rod, but it's not that easy."

    However, Ah Zi suddenly pointed at Chu Wanli¡¯s back and said, ¡°Who is here?¡±

    In fact, Ah Zi's trick of tricking people in the east and attacking in the west is not a clever one. It's just that Chu Wanli didn't take Ah Zi, a little girl, seriously at all, and was completely unwary of her. He was immediately deceived and turned around, but there was no one behind him. He immediately knew that he had been fooled and turned around hurriedly.  When he turned around, it was already a step too late. He saw that his fishing rod had been thrown several feet away by Ah Zi and was about to fall into the lake.

    At this moment, Ling Muyun suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed it in the air. The fishing rod that was about to fall into the water seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand, and flew back faster than when he left.  In his hands.

    Ling Muyun handed the fishing rod in his hand to Chu Wanli, who was furious, and said: "Brother Chu, here it is."

    "Thank you, Mr. Ling."

    Chu Wanli took it with a grateful expression. This fishing rod was not only a tool for fishing, but also a weapon for self-defense. If he was just thrown into the lake by a little girl, he would be in trouble.  This is also embarrassing.

    At this time, Ah Zi stopped and shouted to Ling Muyun: "Hey, where did you come from? I want you to mind your own business!"

    Previously, in order to prevent Chu Wanli from retaliating, Azi threw the fishing rod into the lake and stopped looking at it, focusing on Chu Wanli. Therefore, Ling Muyun?She didn't know how to get back the fishing rod she threw, and she didn't see Ling Muyun's unique skills in photographing objects from the air, so she was not afraid of Ling Muyun at all.

    Ling Muyun smiled and asked, "Where did you, little girl, come from?"

    AhZi stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm not ashamed to learn how to speak. I asked you first, so it's your turn to answer first."

    Ling Muyun looked at the famous little witch in the world of Tianlong with great interest: "Then what if I don't want to answer?" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
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