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Just thinking about it, another hand stretched out next to him. Gu Qingqiao held a few maltose in his hand and sent it to Hu Zi with a smile.

Hu Zi saw the candy, so he let go of Mu Xiyuan, grinningly squeezed the candy and fed it into his mouth, and went with his father.

Originally wanted to give the father and son some silver taels, but Zhu Li refused to accept it. The four of them discussed that they would go to the creek to catch a few fish, which could be used for dinner, and the extra ones could be dried as food for the Zhu family. .

The stream is lingering, and the swimming fish are clearly visible. Mu Xiyun went down with a sword qi, and the water splashed up, and it flew to the shore with a big fish.

"Brother Mu, what's the fun in catching fish like this!" Zhu Yicheng shouted. After he finished speaking, he directly pushed Mu Xiyun to Gu Qing Bridge and asked them to go back first. He pulled Qin Le, took off his shoes and rolled up his pants, and went into the water.

The two laughed and stepped on the stream, so lively. After a while, they caught two baskets of fresh fish.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ear: "What are you doing?"

The two of them turned back, and a tall young man stood not far away, looking at them aggressively. The visitor was wearing a moon-white long gown, with intricate peony patterns embroidered with gold thread on the hem, and wide sleeves layered, quite immortal, but his expression was arrogant and impatient.

Seeing them looking over, the man continued, "This stream is not owned by your family! My fellow sect and I are downstream, and you are making such a fuss, where can there be fish for us to catch?"

Zhu Yicheng stepped ashore from the stream, scratched his temples, and said calmly: "Ah, we only care about playing, and I didn't expect to disturb you. I'm really sorry." After that, he took out a fish basket and handed it to the man with a smile. Youth: "This basket of fish can be regarded as an apology."

Although it disturbed the people downstream, Zhu Yicheng was so frank, and most people would not care about it. The young man raised his head arrogantly and squinted at them from the corner of his eyes: "You guys, send me all the fish, and then kowtow to me to make amends. I won't care about it today."

Zhu Yicheng was almost laughing at him. Is it because he saw them being bullied? He raised his head and choked, "Why?"

Qin Le also went ashore at this time, and before he rolled up his trouser legs, there was a sudden flash of light, and a cross dart appeared in front of him. He hurriedly leaned back, slipped his feet in a panic, and sat down on the ground, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the cross dart, but the bun on top of his head was broken, and a few strands of hair fell.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually took the lead, Zhu Yicheng was furious, pulled out the folding fan and rushed out.

The young man gave a whistle, and four more people rushed up from the lower stream. Several people dressed the same, obviously disciples of the same family.

Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao were helping in the kitchen, and the big fish had turned into a pot of thick white fish soup. The aroma is tempting, and Hu Zi's eyes are glued to the pot, and he looks at the bubbles that are turned up in the pot for a moment.

The whistle sounded outside the window, and the two looked at each other and flew out immediately.

Zhu Yicheng was already in a hard fight at this time.

The five youths who fought against him surrounded him. Their footwork was the same, and every sword handed out was in the gap between Zhu Yicheng's movements. After a while, Zhu Yicheng was in danger.

Mu Xiyuan squinted and said in a low voice, "It seems to be a Hundred Flowers Sword Formation, but there are not enough people, it is simpler than a regular big formation."

The Hundred Flowers Valley Hundred Flowers Sword Formation is famous for its mysterious footwork. It may not be possible for everyone to pull out and fight alone, but the sword formation footwork changes a lot, and the rhythm of the sword moves is strange, making the entrants feel that there are swords in all directions, and if they are not careful, they will be injured and defeated.

Mu Xiyuan has been in Moyun Mountain for many years, and has studied all kinds of Taoist formations. If he encounters the Hundred Flowers Formation, of course, he must go all out to observe carefully before he dares to break the formation, but the sword formation in front of him is only displayed by a few foundation-building disciples. , the footwork is also greatly simplified due to the small number of people, and it is not difficult to break the formation.

He was about to step forward, but was gently pulled by Gu Qingqiao. "This trivial matter, you don't need to do anything, I'll do it."

After he finished speaking, he jumped up and jumped into the sword formation.

When Zhu Yicheng saw the helper, he was in high spirits. The two of them were back to back, and they had less scruples when they shot.

After stabilizing his position for a while, Gu Qingqiao released his divine sense to probe, and immediately noticed that one of the five disciples seemed to be slightly weaker in skill, and his footsteps were slightly blocked under the pressure.

Gu Qingqiao suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards the disciple. The man was startled, his steps were messy, and he could no longer cooperate with others.

array broken.

Gu Qingqiao held the knife in one hand, pressed against the opponent's throat, and grabbed his shoulder with the other. As soon as he grabbed it, he found that although the shoulders and backs of the other party were thin, the feeling of his hands was very soft, as if they were boneless.

This is a woman! Gu Qingqiao looked into each other's eyes, but saw her blinking lightly.

Zhu Yicheng also rushed over at this time, and he was shocked at a glance, Gu Qingqiao quickly let go, the other party immediately turned his body and got out from under the knife, and swept towards the people in Baihua Valley. Gu Qingqiao squeezed Zhu Yicheng's wrist and gave him a look.

Zhu Gongzi couldn't say "Miss Luo", and he blushed all over himself.

Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows: "I have heard the name of the Baihua Valley Sword Array for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really lives up to its reputation. I wonder if your Excellency is Luo Ziqi, the young master of Baihua Valley?"

The other party was Luo Ziqi, the son of the owner of Baihua Valley. The last time he went up to Lingshan Mountain was not very good, so this time he brought more than a dozen disciples above the base building into the mountain. Hearing this, I didn't know whether the other party was being polite or sarcastic. Just as he was about to get angry, Gu Qingqiao said again: "Today, we are harassing you, sorry. You should take this fish."

Luo Ziqi understood that he would not be able to please him today if he continued to fight. Since the other party gave him the steps, he just descended the donkey along the slope. Immediately snorted, a disciple took the fish basket, turned his head and went downstream.

In the distance, you can still hear the son's scolding: "It's all useless things, two people can't beat it, and you are not allowed to eat tonight!"

When Zhu Yicheng heard it, he became anxious again, and after tugging his sleeves, he was about to rush over again, and was dragged back to the room by Mu Xiyuan.

Dinner is fish soup and pancakes.

Everyone ate happily, except Zhu Yicheng.