The water in the bucket was calm, but Huo Linfeng's mind swayed with ripples, spreading out in circles, gradually revealing the two people in Jia Yanxi's mansion. Du Zheng exclaimed in fright, and approached in disbelief: "Young master, don't make fun of me! You are so fierce, who is so powerful?"

Huo Linfeng spit out four words: "—Tanhun nine pythons."

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

These nine people are all top experts, and they always use masks to show people, and each of them is extremely brutal. They are called brothers, and they all have the surname "Chen". They are the adopted sons raised by the Prime Minister Chen Ruoyin, and their only life is to obey.

Tuanhun Nine Pythons rarely act alone. The reason why the nine of them are collectively called the same name is because the combined force is suddenly stronger, and they have a tacit understanding with each other. When nine people are sent together, the opponent will surely die.

The two people in Jia Yanxi's mansion were both Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, who were ranked fifth or sixth. Apart from their swordsmanship, the two of them had a unique skill called "Ming-quenching Palm".

Huo Linfeng got up and went out of the bath. Du Zheng waited for him to get dressed, and asked, "Young master, the Nine Pythons are so powerful, isn't it possible that no one can restrain them?"

Huo Linfeng said, "If they were alone, they would not be able to beat me." If all nine of them fought together, perhaps the three Huo Men and their sons would be able to fight together, and they would be able to fight to a tie. It is a taboo for soldiers to act rashly, so without adequate preparation, they must not easily confront them.

The waist is closed and buttoned, the shoulders are wide and the waist is under the waist, and the hem covers a pair of long legs. Du Zheng held the jade crown in his hand and put it on for his master, not to mention his troubles, he flattered and said, "Young master, I see, you are handsome in this extraordinary palace!"

Huo Linfeng snorted, he was like a barbarian when marching and fighting, and he seldom cared about his appearance. Rather, he cares about others, and it is even more inevitable that he thinks of the one who looks good in the middle of no name. He wanted to ask how Rong Luoyun was, and sniffed, "What's the smell?"

Du Zheng was startled: "The stewed hoof is sticky!"

After eating a few mouthfuls of cold rice last night, Huo Linfeng was extremely hungry at this time, and was eating big fish and big meat in the quiet bamboo garden. He caught a glimpse of the blooming flowers, and suddenly wanted to plant a magnolia in the garden, which would be elegant when accompanied by green bamboo.

After thinking about it again, he dismissed it, Kazuki would take a few years to grow, but he wouldn't stay that long.

After dinner, Huo Linfeng drank tea beside the stone table. All he could see was the spring bamboo after the rain. He remembered the green bamboo lamp handle that was broken by Rong Luoyun. Since Huo Mu has nothing to do, there are ready-made materials here, so let's make a new one for that person.

He selected carefully, chopped off a good bamboo with a knife, cut it into bamboo strips and polished it smoothly. After splicing and erecting the lamp bones, a small plain lamp is made with a stiff tulle as a cover.

Huo Linfeng took a look at it, and felt that it was monotonous and took pen and ink to draw a circle of wavy moiré on the lamp handle.

The lamp has been done, and there are still some bamboo strips on the stone table. It is a pity that it is useless and discarded. He had an idea and smeared the rest of the kite, Bai Xuan's face, and swallow's body, but he didn't think about what pattern to draw.

At this moment, Du Zheng muttered: "One more thing - make a lamp for Rong Luoyun."

Huo Linfeng's face was sometimes thin and sometimes thick, but at this time it was thicker, and he deliberately said: "The kite is also paste for him."

Du Zheng clicked his tongue: "He flies faster than a kite, and it's almost as good as flying a kite."

Huo Linfeng was overwhelmed with joy, and the immortal figure of Bafangyou hovered in his mind like a wisp of smoke. It was noon, and he guessed that Rong Luoyun had already woken up, so he left Qianjitang with a lantern and a kite in hand.

The weather is just right, and the milky white gravel in that place will definitely be dazzling, he thought. Unexpectedly, when they arrived at Wumingju, there was a small lock hanging on the door, and it was obvious that there was no one in the other courtyard.

He had to turn back, was busy for an hour, and lost his face in silence. Just passing by the Tibetan Gold Pavilion, and following the sound of recitation, Lu Zhun shook his head in the courtyard and endorsed it.

Lu Zhun also saw him and ran out of the way: "Du Zhong, what are you doing with the lantern in broad daylight?"

Huo Linfeng said: "The lamp of the second palace lord is broken, I made one for him."

Lu Zhun nodded: "Then you can send it off in three days, the second brother is going to the Chaomu Building."

Falling into the void instantly deteriorated, Huo Linfeng thought, climbed the brothel and indulged for three days, not afraid of being drained of energy. He suddenly didn't bother to give it away, and said, "The Third Palace Lord, my subordinates are busy with giving, so please give it to the Second Palace Lord when the time comes."

Lu Zhun caught it, and couldn't help muttering: "This world is so strange, the second brother took his sword and rode into the brothel, and this palace master has to run errands for the disciple."

Huo Linfeng could hear it clearly, but his heart was suddenly abrupt. Rong Luoyun rarely rode to the Chaomu Building, let alone a sword. He suddenly remembered last night, and when he mentioned Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, Rong Luoyun's reaction was very intense.

Could it be that... Rong Luoyun recognized Soul Tuan Jiu Python, and even had a grudge?

Huo Linfeng thought all the way back to the bamboo garden, and saw Du Zheng watering the flowers. The authorities were fascinated by the bystanders, and he simply asked: "Idiot, if I take my sword and horse to leave for a few days, why?"

Du Zheng said: "Fight to kill the enemy."

He asked again, "What if I said to go out on a green trip?"

Du Zheng said again: "Anytime you lie to your wife to go out for a walk, there is no green for you in the desert."

Huo Linfeng suddenly became enlightened, and if he guessed correctly, Rong Luoyun didn't go to Chaomu Building at all, but went to kill people to seek revenge. But Rong Luoyun alone against Chen Mian and Chen Xiao, together with the distraction of the rest of the guards, was fundamentally bad.

His heart was unpredictable, and he shook his head. Maybe Rong Luoyun was happy in Wenrou Township?

Walking to the stone table, the tea is cold, and it will be cold after a while. The four o'clock from You Shi to Ugly Shi, when the tea is cold and the rice is cold, and people are wandering, is it more unspeakable than his taste at this time?

Huo Linfeng took a deep breath, twisted his legs, and wanted to run to the Chaomu Building to find out. Du Zheng shouted, "Master, where are you going?!"

He hurriedly explained: "If you don't return in the afternoon, the hero rescuer has gone!"

Huo Linfeng rushed to the Chaomu Building and closed the house during the day, so he forced his way in. The servant came to stop him and told him to raise his arms and swish him down, and the noise attracted the old lady who was in charge.

With sharp eyes, the old lady recognized him as a handsome brother who spent a lot of money. He didn't want to kill, glanced at a corner of the fourth floor and jumped up, knocked on the door a few times, and shouted, "Palace Master? Are you inside?"

A girl said, "Young Master came early in the morning and has already left."

Huo Linfeng calmed down, Rong Luoyun really came here. Could it be that he knew that this trip was dangerous and came to say goodbye to his sister? At this time, the old woman chased after him, blocking the road and not allowing him to mess around. He asked, "Where is the oiran?"

The old lady joked: "If you want to see the oiran, it depends on whether you still have four thousand taels."

Huo Linfeng smiled coldly. Whoever stopped him kicked all the doors of the room along the porch. There was a lot of coquettish screams in the building, Rong Duanyu tossed and turned after his younger brother left, and went out in his clothes, and saw a lot of chicken flying and dogs jumping.

Huo Linfeng saw the other party and ran to him, Rong Duanyu looked at him cautiously: "You were last time..."

He said: "Last time, I may have offended you. Now I am the eldest disciple recruited by the Bufan Palace, Du Zhong." Time was running out, he showed his disciple's waist badge and made a long story, "Please tell me if the palace master is going to Hanzhou alone. Is it? I was ordered to investigate the day before yesterday, and I know that there are two masters in Hanzhou. If the palace master goes alone, his life is at stake, and I hope the girl will not hide it."

Rong Duanyu's eyes were startled, and he was already worried, but at this moment, he burst into tears. After waving everyone away, she took a half step closer and whispered, "Luoyun travels alone in Hanzhou to capture Jia Yanxi, the time is almost here."

Huo Linfeng sighed angrily and said goodbye.

Rong Duanyu called him: "Luoyun explained, if he doesn't return for three days, notify Brother Duan to find him."

Huo Linfeng asked back, "He called Duan Huaike by name?"

The tone is arrogant, with a trace of disdain, which is like the attitude of a disciple. He flew downstairs without waiting for an answer, left, turned on his horse and ran away from Xiganling, taking a shortcut and heading north again.

He usually told him this, and told him that, but how could he hide the truth? Not even a helper? He guessed on the back of a bumpy horse that Rong Luoyun and Jia Yanxi or Tuanhun Jiu Python were hiding old grudges, which could not be quelled without a knife.

Since you have the backbone, what should you tell Duan Huaike to do? Do you think Duan Huaike is the most powerful?

"Drive!" he roared at a gallop.

Lamps can't be made in vain, kites can't be tied in vain, and things that don't worry can't just die.

Just at this moment, Rong Luoyun arrived outside Hanzhou City, and groups of disaster victims walked out, and he entered the city upstream. No one sweeps the long street, people die or flee, and many people have only two empty houses left.

Jia Yanxi relied on Emperor Tiangao to be far away, and filled his own pockets to do evil and suck blood for Chen Ruoyin. Now that the prosperity has faded, and the situation has become more serious, it is estimated that the city will soon be abandoned and moved.

Rong Luoyun took out the map and rushed to the granary as planned.

The granary is in the west of the city, a circular earth-built tower with a total of three levels of cellars.

Rong Luoyun dismounted from his horse and hid between the trees to recall what Huo Linfeng said that there were 40 officers and soldiers on the two floors outside the warehouse, 12 guards in the tower, and 30 high-level guards inside, who were Jia Yanxi's family soldiers.

He landed lightly and approached the warehouse without any cover, as if he was afraid that no one would see him. When the officers and soldiers found him, they immediately threw their knives and drank violently and surrounded him.

He smiled and drew his sword, and said politely: "The wind is warm and the sun is shining, I want to rob food and pay thousands of stones, please let me go."

The officers and soldiers thought this was a lunatic, used to being brutal, and immediately charged with their knives. Rong Luoyun leaned forward to take the move, which should have been one move and one life, but delayed time to deal with it. After dawdling for a long time, the guards in the warehouse rushed out halfway after the killing. He flew to grab the leader and slashed the opponent with a sword that could not cover his ears.

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

Rong Luoyun raised his eyes lightly, and caught a glimpse of someone in the corner fleeing to report the letter. He flew up to the building, one sword at a time, beheading all twelve guards. Entering the granary, breaking the lock and breaking the door, destroying the fortification of the cellar, so that all the grains and wages of Wanshi can be seen.

The rest of the guards, officers and soldiers panicked, and those who stopped them were killed with one sword and had to retreat.

About half the time of the incense stick, someone suddenly shouted that reinforcements had arrived.

A team of guards came from a distance, the leader wearing a mask, it was one of the nine pythons. Rong Luoyun looked away and flew away, using Bafangyou to disappear cleanly, he looked back and whispered, the granary is in chaos, just clean it up!

Rong Luoyun followed the map to find Jia Yanxi's mansion, only to see that Lian Liu took over the building so imposing. Going under the high wall, facing a team of patrolling guards, he drew his sword and sheathed it. He made a quick battle with his bare hands, and twisted the necks of ten people in a row.

Turning into the mansion, he remembered what Huo Linfeng had said, the long corridor myn would call everyone, and it would be easy to startle snakes. When he flashed into Bieyuan, he took a needle from his waist and put it at his fingertips, and when he met people, he took the dead point between his eyebrows, and when he met birds, the same was true.

There was no one alive in Beiyuan, and Rong Luoyun passed through the border like Yama, claiming his life all the way.

Stepping into the garden, a graceful female relative was playing the piano in the pavilion, followed by four maids and eight guards outside the pavilion. He flew up to the top of the pavilion leisurely, leaned on his heart, pinned the small needle back to his waist, and said, "What are you playing, I want to listen to "Lago"."

The female dependents were pale and hid behind the maid, while a group of guards surrounded the pavilion. Rong Luoyun leaned over and made a move, with both hands in the palm of his hand, he opened his bow from left to right, and smashed the Tianling Gai of the eight guards.

He stepped into the pavilion and knocked the maid unconscious, grabbing the woman's wrist.

"What are you panicking about, I'm afraid that I won't be able to rob you?" His peach eyes were about to scare the girl to death. "How many girls in the city starved to death, look at you, are you a pig?"

The female family members were so slender, that they wished to be rammed to death by his insults.

He grabbed onto the other person with ease: "Where is Jia Yanxi, and where is the person wearing the mask?"

The female family sobbed: "My lord is in Huxinlou... Sixth brother is in Xiyuan Woods..."

Tuanhun Jiumang is Chen Ruoyin's adopted son, Jia Yanxi is his nephew, so they are brothers. Knocked out the female relatives, he followed the map to find the Huxinlou. He killed too many people along the way and was inevitably alarmed.

To the center of the mansion, there is a green lake on one side, and a three-story wooden building in the center of the lake.

Rong Luoyun pouted, he was most annoying.

He fell into the lake not long ago, and it was all to blame for Du Zhong.

He wondered, Du Zhong rested for two days, would he go to Chaomu Lou to find Baoluo? Send a fan?

At this moment, dozens of guards rushed to kill him, his thoughts were interrupted, and he suddenly burst into anger. With his sword drawn to respond to the enemy, he slashed out a bloody path very fiercely and quickly, and more and more people fell, those who fell to the ground, those who fell into the water, and the blue lake invaded the thick red.

No one was left, Rong Luoyun stopped.

He picked up his sword and set foot on the wooden path 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 at all. Stepping in, saw gold and silver piled up like a mountain, thousands of treasures, bright enough to dazzle people's eyes.

On the third floor, Jia Yanxi looked like he was standing calmly against the wall.

Rong Luoyun approached step by step, using the tip of his sword to lift the opponent's chin. "A mere Hanzhou parent official, so imposing, I thought I was in the Prime Minister's Mansion." After speaking, the tip of the sword moved to the throat, "What does the Adam's apple look like, I wanted to dig it out for a long time."

Jia Yanxi was horrified and said with a bluff, "I'm afraid that you will enter but not exit."

Rong Luoyun plunged his sword into the opponent's shoulder, screamed in pain, turned his wrist and drilled a hole. He said thoughtfully: "Jia Lang, don't panic, it definitely hurts, but it won't die."

He grabbed the person, raised his sword to break the wall, and flew to the lake. He threw it again and stomped his feet on his knees, knocking off both knees and causing him to collapse like a crippled cripple.

This was just the beginning, he took his sword and headed towards the Xiyuan Woods, his ponytail swept across the butterfly bone, and there was a sudden determination.

The dense trees and the breeze can only hear the chirping of birds.

Rong Luoyun went deep into it, and suddenly a gust of wind blew the leaves and he disappeared into the forest. On the tree trunk, nailed to the two leaves that he had avoided, a man appeared in the forest, wearing a black shirt and black boots, with a mask on his face, it was the sixth Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao listened carefully, and immediately glanced at the dense canopy, dashed up, and stabbed under the leaf cover with his sword. Rong Luoyun floated down to fight with him, his sword intent collided, and his robes flew between the advancing and retreating rooms.

He and the other party fought forty strokes in one breath, evenly poised, indistinguishable, even more difficult than he imagined. With one move, they took a few steps back, and the two opened a distance. Chen Xiao asked, "Who is courting death?"

Rong Luoyun replied, "I am Chen Ruoyin—his father."

Chen Xiao laughed: "Why are you courting death?"

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

He swung abruptly and was able to dodge the killing sword. After fighting for nearly forty strokes, he turned his feet to climb the sky vertically, raised his palms, and turned behind Chen Xiao to cut out a ten percent force of Soul Repelling Palm.

Bang!

Chen Xiao's chest burst violently, his coat was punctured by a thorn, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out half of his body along his neck. He wanted to use his true energy to temporarily protect his heart, but Rong Luoyun would not give him a chance to breathe.

In an instant, there was a wind in my ears, and another dark shadow came, it was the fifth Chen Mian who rushed back.

One fight two, the fight was nearly a hundred moves before they separated. Rong Luoyun fixed his body and asked, "Why do you wear a mask and look ugly and shameless?"

Chen Mian answered the question: "It's a good move to move the tiger away from the mountain. Are you afraid that my brothers will work together and you will not be able to escape?" He blocked Chen Xiao, "You will die today without a place to be buried."

Rong Luoyun gritted his teeth and replied, "Then you are worse than me, and you will die without a whole corpse."

During this time, Chen Xiao was lucky to heal his wounds, and temporarily recovered half of his power. The two of them raised their swords and fired together. They cooperated seamlessly, and their power was greater than before.

Rong Luoyun fought with one enemy and two, and he fought hundreds of moves like a broken bamboo, and then his breath was slightly chaotic, and he gradually fell behind.

He couldn't help stunned, and his internal energy madly released a whirlwind of leaves, slashing down silver-white flashes, and the surrounding trees and rocks suddenly burst.

Chen Mian and Chen Xiao escaped, but only suffered a trauma. When the wind was calm and the thick fog dissipated, Rong Luoyun disappeared without a trace. Such lightness is rare in the world, but the two of them looked around back to back without being surprised.

Closing their eyes to listen to Rong Luoyun's breathing, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and fired both swords. The sword pointed at Kazuki, but unexpectedly, Rong Luoyun flew away leisurely.

Chasing in the forest like this, Rong Luoyun was simply out of reach. After half a column of incense, he had played enough with the opponent, and while he was tired and neglected, he drew a needle from his waist with his hand as he flew.

A needle missed the target and nailed it into the trunk, and at the same time there was a shrill scream in the forest.

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

Rong Luoyun leaned against the branches and shook his legs lightly, leaving only a frenzied smile.

His physical strength was exhausted a little, and he took a breath for a moment, and the branches flew down, holding the sword and fighting Chen Xiao endlessly. Turning around in the air, he spun to Chen Mian's side, his fingers were like claws, his armor was like a hook, and he stabbed the left eye sharply and quickly.

Chen Mian was so angry that he forced out the silver needle at the last minute, and the needle penetrated Rong Luoyun's palm and flew out.

"Hmm!" Rong Luoyun groaned and stepped back, his eyes darkened in pain.

He looked down, and there seemed to be a Koizumi in the palm of his left hand, and blood beads kept coming out, and the same was true on the back of his hand. The meridians in the palm were sore and numb every inch, and the five fingers attached to the arm could not exert any strength.

At this time, Chen Mian and Chen Xiao fired side by side, and the monstrous murderous intent was directed at his gate of life. Fighting back and forth, he wielded the cloud-splitting sword technique, and the smoke filled the air, and the lieutenant attacked Chen Xiao in front of him to the point of being seriously injured, but he took Chen Mian's life-threatening slap behind him.

The sword fell, the person fell, and the throat was full of fishy sweetness.

Rong Luoyun was lying on the ground, blood spilling out from his mouth, and the pain in his lungs was so painful that he was smashed into mud. Chen Mian swayed, his left eye had become a blood hole, and the wounds on his body were even more mottled.

Rong Luoyun was in a trance in pain, half of his arm was unconscious, only to see the tip of the sword stab him.

Chen Mian roared, "What a pair of peach blossom eyes... I'll stab your eyes first!"

It was too late, then too fast, and a cold light flashed and knocked the sword away!

Rong Luoyun was caught by a tall figure and rolled around a few times. Everything was caught off guard, he only knew that his arms were warm, and then he looked up in surprise, facing Huo Linfeng's sword eyebrows.

"Du Zhong..." He whispered in disbelief.

Huo Linfeng replied, "I'm late."

He looked down at each other, and there was hot blood all over his face, neck, and front of his clothes. Those eyes contained murderous intent and hatred, and they looked at him with a layer of peace of mind. His original words of a lesson had been brewing for three hundred miles, and even if he crossed the line, he would have to scold, but at this moment he couldn't even utter a single sentence.

Rong Luoyun's voice was weak, he grabbed his shirt and pulled it closer, and moved his lips against his ear: "I'm going to kill them... I'm going to kill them..."

Huo Linfeng said, "Okay, kill them."

He laid Rong Luoyun flat and stood up to face the two of them. Chen Xiao endured Rong Luoyun's palm and sword, and was on the verge of death, not to mention Chen Mian, the blood in his left eye had not stopped, dizzy and painful, and fell to the ground shaking.

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

Chen Mian supported the sword: "When you are a rescuer, you have to see if you have the ability."

Huo Linfeng looked at that, if he came a step late, wouldn't Rong Luoyun also become like this? He said, "Stay for a while, come on." He leaned over and picked up Rong Luoyun's sword, with no intention of delaying and showing mercy.

Chen Mian's vitality was severely damaged, and he couldn't resist for a long time. Rong Luoyun struggled to get up and fell down again in pain. He tried his best to murmur: "Du Zhong...I want to kill..."

Huo Linfeng sighed helplessly, this careless thing can die casually, but murder is so serious. He turned back to support Rong Luoyun, with one arm tied around his waist and fixed in his arms, with the other hand wrapping his right hand in his palm.

"Hold tight." He rubbed Rong Luoyun's temples and said, "Will you hold your heart?"

With a puff, he lifted Rong Luoyun's hand and stabbed it with all his strength, slamming the sword into Chen Mian's chest. The back of his hand was very hot, and he looked sideways, and saw that the other party actually shed tears. Rong Luoyun cried, "Not enough... not enough!"

Huo Linfeng held that hand and pulled out the sword, and another sword was aimed at his belly. His blood was gushing out, and the green ground under his feet was red. Rong Luoyun finally settled down in his arms.

After killing the fifth and sixth, Rong Luoyun suddenly remembered the pain, and suddenly twitched.

Huo Linfeng pulled down his back and looked at it, and there was a thick purple-red palm print at the back of his heart. It is the life-quenching palm, which can break the heart and kill people. His face was pale, but his thin lips were red, and the slight shaking between his steps was indescribable pain. He moved a few steps, leaning against Huo Linfeng and fell straight down.

Huo Linfeng wrapped his arms around his shoulder and asked, "I will hug you?"

He shook his head, no.

Huo Linfeng sneered at him again: "It's all like this, why are you trying to be strong?"

He didn't, and ordered: "...back me."

Cold sweat soaked his clothes, his vision was blurred, and when he was carried on his back, the world was spinning. His legs were bent and clamped by his big hands, they were hooked tightly, and they were fixed on both sides of his waist. Huo Linfeng walked out of Xiyuan with him on his back and walked towards the lake, and suddenly asked, "Palace Master, did you step on Jia Yanxi's leg?"

He gave a weak "um".

In the middle of his arms, Huo Linfeng took advantage of the situation and said, "Do you know how strong you are?" He weighed it lightly, and warned as he walked, "Don't use your feet to kick me in the future."

Rivers and lakes are the weak and the strong eat, and Rong Luoyun is extremely weak at this moment, unable to put on the air of being a palace master. He vomited blood when he opened his mouth, so he had to rub Huo Linfeng's shoulder with the tip of his chin, expressing his agreement.

When he got to the lake, Jia Yanxi still collapsed and struggled, with seven or eight beautiful wives and concubines crying around him. Seeing Huo Linfeng coming with Rong Luoyun on his back, only to know that Chen Mian and Chen Xiao were dead, he wriggled with fear and begged for mercy.

Rong Luoyun raised his hand weakly and pointed to the small building in the heart of the lake.

Jia Yanxi hurriedly said, "Young Xia, spare your life! All the treasures of gold and silver are for you, all for you!"

Huo Linfeng looked at the Huxin Tower, the treasures of gold and silver could not be finished, so let's put them aside for now. This Zhizhou mansion is still imposing, and outsiders can't find the abnormality for a while. As for the others, he glanced at the beauties with pear flowers and rain, tilted his head and asked Rong Luoyun with the end of his eyes.

"Look at what I've done..." Rong Luoyun felt a trace of confusion in the pain.

Huo Linfeng persuaded: "The palace lord is seriously injured at this time, and the beauty may have more than enough strength in front of her, and she will grow up later when she is well cared for."

Rong Luoyun understood what he meant, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't explain it, so he had to let it go.

Looking for a carriage in the mansion, Huo Linfeng placed Rong Luoyun in place, and then tied Jia Yanxi and took them away together. He drove away from the back door, and all the businesses in the city were closed. Rong Luoyun was in urgent need of healing and had to find a place to stay as soon as possible.

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

Hurrying to look for it, Che Yu occasionally groaned and escaped behind him, Rong Luoyun couldn't bear the pain. "Applause!" Huo Linfeng paused and turned around on the bumpy mountain road, lifted the curtain, and saw Rong Luoyun leaning on Jia Yanxi's body.

He frowned: "What are you doing next to him?"

The walls of the car were hard and hard to lean on, so Rong Luoyun was just looking for a personal mat.

Huo Linfeng pondered for a moment, helped the other party to the side of the car, and then leaned on his back. Continuing on the road, the shoulders that have always been straight bowed forward slightly, occasionally holding a backhand, Rong Luoyun's pain gradually diminished.

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

Rong Luoyun looked down at his left palm, the blood beads could not stop, and half of his arms could not 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 any movement behind him, and at a glance, Rong Luoyun was already unconscious with his hands and feet curled up. Accelerating to reach the hill, the ancient temple at the foot of the mountain was not very conspicuous, and the little monk who was swept outside the door looked curiously.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Huo Linfeng turned around and took Rong Luoyun into his arms, seemingly awake, squinting faintly, like a beautiful dead object. He carried people to the ancient temple for help, but was stopped by several monks before he entered the door.

One of them said: "Blood in the temple is forbidden, and the donors should not disturb the pure land of Buddhism."

Huo Linfeng didn't expect it, and said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, isn't it a good word from Buddhism?"

The noise attracted the abbot, and the abbot was shocked when he saw Rong Luoyun, who was covered in blood, and hurriedly recited "Amitabha Buddha". Huo Linfeng hurriedly said: "Master, Hanzhou city is full of devastation, and my brother-in-law risked alone for the robbery of the granary, and he was seriously injured for the relief of the victims. I beg Master's mercy!"

Obviously it was revenge for the injury, and, what kind of brother...

Rong Luoyun was in pain and embarrassment, shrinking his head like a small turtle.

Huo Linfeng said again: "To be honest with the master, Zhizhou Jia Yanxi is in the carriage, and his crimes are too numerous to describe. Please imprison the firewood room for the time being."

The abbot was very embarrassed, and suddenly thought: "There is an empty Zen courtyard on the top of the mountain, hundreds of steps down the mountain, and it is quiet and unoccupied, so my brother can stay and recuperate." After the arrangement was made, he immediately asked the disciple to send clean bedding.

Huo Linfeng thanked him, and immediately went up the mountain with Rong Luoyun on his back.

Stepping on the first step, he asked, "Does it hurt so bad?" This was nonsense, Rong Luoyun made a "uh" and lost the strength to nod.

"Then I'll be slower, so you don't feel uncomfortable." Huo Linfeng said, as if afraid that Rong Luoyun would fall asleep, and continued, "Palace Master, do you know why I'm here?"

"I heard that the third palace master said that you went to the Chaomu Building. I happened to be taking a break, so I went too."

"You're not here. Miss Duanyu was so worried that she learned that you went to Hanzhou alone."

"You said to call the Grand Palace Master three days later, and the Grand Palace Master will drink with others all day long. How can I take care of you?"

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

The dark gray stone steps are flanked by lush trees, and Huo Linfeng's rambles are in his ears. Rong Luoyun leaned on his broad shoulders, listened and relaxed, taking a leisurely look at the forest scenery while he was in pain.

Going up one step at a time, he noticed that Huo Linfeng's breathing was as steady as his footsteps, but the sweat on his temples seemed to be working hard. At the 100th level, he sighed embarrassedly: "It's so high..."

Huo Linfeng said, "Fortunately, the palace lord is thin and doesn't feel tired."

Rong Luoyun lowered his eyes, made a soft "Yeah" sound, and kept wiping the other's shoulders. "Why?" Huo Linfeng laughed and couldn't help shrugging, "Don't touch me like this, it's very itchy."

Rong Luoyun confessed: "The blood rubbed against your clothes."

"It's okay, it's fine if you lie down on your stomach." Huo Linfeng said, a drop of sweat fell from his forehead.

The higher it gets, the cooler it gets, and the air between the nose is much colder. Rong Luoyun's chest was against Huo Linfeng's back, the cold sweat from his pain blended with Huo Linfeng's tired hot sweat, and it was wet.

200 steps, 300 steps, nearly 400 steps are finished, and finally see the Chanyuan.

Huo Linfeng tilted his head: "Palace Master, to-"

He choked, and saw a gray shadow, the gray veil that Rong Luoyun laboriously took out of his arms. He picked up the handkerchief outside the Chaomu Building and dropped it at the corner of the stairs, but he didn't expect the other party to keep it.

The handkerchief was attached to his forehead, Rong Luoyun wiped the sweat for him, sometimes light and heavy, and clumsily rubbed his eyes. He asked, "Palace Master, why didn't you return the veil to me?"

Rong Luoyun said, "It was originally mine."

Huo Linfeng didn't understand what he meant, and still turned his head sideways. So close, not to mention the thin eyelids, even the fine lines on the lips can be seen clearly, his heart suddenly tightened, so the palms followed.

His legs were pinched, and Rong Luoyun would be wrong: "It's really mine..."

Huo Linfeng didn't say anything, he just wanted to put him down quickly, this body and flesh pressed him, making him feel uncomfortable. Stepping into the temple, there is a layer of fallen leaves on the ground. The temple has been uninhabited for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust everywhere.

The young master of Hou's mansion, who vowed not to work as a servant girl, accepted his fate and rolled up his sleeves to clean. But he had no experience in serving people, so he put Rong Luoyun at the door without a chair or a bench.

It was hard enough for him to wipe the table and sweep the floor. On the kang was the quilt brought by the little monk, and he had to make the bed later. After twenty-three years of living, he really hadn't made the bed himself.

Huo Linfeng missed Du Zheng, and if that fellow knew that he was sweeping the court, he would be so anxious to turn his back. After wandering for a while, he suddenly felt that there was no sound around him, and when he looked back, he couldn't help being stunned.

Rong Luoyun leaned on the door frame to sit on the threshold, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep.

The mottled blue shirt and the still ponytail seem to be flowing away a little bit.

He couldn't describe the feeling of this scene. The door was open, framed by the square scenery, the bricks and stones in the courtyard, the green trees in the corner, and the sky in the distance. In the lower right corner of the square, Rong Luoyun sat there, his back was silent, a little pitiful, a little thin, and a little lonely.

He suddenly wanted to call him, call him by name.

She moved her lips, but she didn't open her mouth.

Huo Linfeng tidy up as soon as possible, lay down the mattress and put the pillow, and then called "Palace Master". Rong Luoyun's reaction was a little late, and the movement of looking back was slow. He seemed to say "yes," in a voice too low to be heard.

Huo Linfeng walked over, squatted down and tried to help Rong Luoyun up.

Rong Luoyun was very numb, pursed his lips against the door frame and was stunned. Later, his sip was not enough, and he bit his lower lip. After pulling for a while, he was no match, and was dragged to his chest by Huo Linfeng.

Embarrassed by his weak state, he finally relented: "Du Zhong, I feel so painful."

Huo Linfeng actually knew that what Chen Mian used was the life-quenching palm, which was heart-breaking and could torture people to death. Rong Luoyun trembled in front of his chest, curled up, wishing that a hiding shell would grow on his back.

"Knock me out." Rong Luoyun grabbed the front of his shirt, "Knock me out... Go to Big Brother..."

Huo Linfeng pretended to be stupid: "Who are you looking for?"

Rong Luoyun begged: "Big brother... go find big brother..."

Duan Huaike's inner strength is deep, and it is naturally a life-saving straw. Huo Linfeng didn't move, Rong Luoyun's painfully distorted face was in front of him, he stared down, the tower in his heart collapsed inch by inch.

The front placket was pulled tighter and tighter, and suddenly, Rong Luoyun let go of his hand and muttered loosely: "I want big brother..."

At that time in the carriage also wanted to say this? Leaning on his back, supporting his waist, but in his heart he wanted to find a big brother three hundred miles away? Huo Linfeng seemed to have heard enough, and picked up Rong Luoyun: "What do you want, big brother, his scoop of water can't save you from this urgent fire."

Step into the house and kick the door.

He carried Rong Luoyun to the kang and undressed.

It was dark in the house, only the doors and windows leaked a little light, Rong Luoyun was held back by the big palm, and the flesh was hot. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, like a hungry man getting a steaming cake, like a deer in the mountains finding a warm nest in winter.

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

Rong Luoyun murmured: "My brother... Du Zhong."