50, Lean face and restrain hands (four)

Duanmu Huichun drank the soup quietly, and observed Ji Miaohua's face without any trace.

The man spoke in a swollen manner, pointing his fingers at Duanmu Huichun from time to time. Whenever he raised his arm, the thick-backed knife behind him would shake, as if he was silently provoked. His Western Qiang language was fast and vague, but Duanmu Huichun still heard the four words "Knicks" from it.

"Kiss." Ji Miaohua suddenly spoke.

The man's voice came to an abrupt end.

"Will you be prepared to take action by yourself, or should I do it for you?" Ji Miaohua asked.

Duanmu Huichun tentatively said: "How do you know, what he said is not true?"

Ji Miaohua said: "I know what he said is true."

Is it true?

Duanmu Huichun secretly wondered when he had offended such a person. No, it was a group of people. Although he was the only one who rushed up to say something, the group of friends behind him looked at him with no friendly eyes than him.

"They suspect that Kiss is from the Demon Sect." Ji Miaohua explained thoughtfully.

Duanmu Huichun paused her hand holding the bowl, raised her eyes and said, "What's wrong with the Demon Cult?"

Ji Miaohua said: "It seems that the conversation with Shanluo has collapsed."

Duanmu Huichun's heart became tight. The meeting between the Demon Sect and the Holy Moon Church was the same day as he left the Holy Moon Sect. On that day, Mingzun sent three elders and two guardians to save him, and it was said that he had all the elites. On the contrary, Mingzun was short of his hands. Although Mingzun's martial arts skills were not weak and the snow-yi Marquis guards with extremely high martial arts skills were next to him, but Ji Qinglan was beside him. Ji Qinglan had poison skills and obtained the true teachings of Ji Wuchang, which could be said to be unique in the world. If he wanted to take a poisonous move, he was afraid that Mingzun would not be able to defend himself.

Ji Miaohua said: "The Demon Sect is indeed very unsafe. Fortunately, I snatched the kiss back."

Duanmu replied to the spring: "If you have a heart, why fear the sea of ​​swords and fire? If you have no heart, you will have a soft bed and sleepless pillow."

Ji Miaohua sighed, "Sleepless can do a lot of things."

Seeing that Ji Miaohua kept communicating with Duanmu in Chinese, the man turned a blind eye to him. His face became redder and his shouting became louder. On several occasions, his saliva splashed on Ji Miaohua's clothes.

"Naidara?" Ji Miaohua interrupted him with a stern voice.

The man was about to say something else, but Ji Miaohua tightly grabbed his neck and his head couldn't help but tilt his head.

"wide!"

The man's companions stood up with weapons one after another, as if they wanted to rush but didn't dare.

"Knicks!" Someone among his companions shouted.

Ji Miaohua stared at the man's face that gradually turned purple with a smile, and spoke a series of Western Qiang words in a low voice.

The man could only whine.

The companions started to yell, as if they were pleading for him.

Ji Miaohua raised her mouth and finally let go of her hand.

As soon as the man got free of his neck, he was dragged and pulled by his companions to the side.

"Demon Sect, enemy!" One of his companions could speak stiff Chinese and pointed at Duanmu Huichun from afar.

Ji Miaohua also pointed at Duanmu Huichun and said, "He, kiss."

The four words "Enemy of the Demon Cult" have obviously exhausted all his companion's understanding of Chinese. The word "Kiss" is too profound for him. Only from Ji Miaohua's attitude can this Central Plains man is very important to him, so important that he can be enemies with the Western Qiang Wulin.

However, in the Western Qiang, there may not be the famous saying of the current affairs being a hero, but they definitely have the consciousness of running away if they can't beat them. Seeing that Ji Miaohua had no intention of making things difficult for them, they turned around and ran away.

The surroundings became quiet.

Although the remaining guests were still there, their mouths were already hidden in their arms.

"Why?" Duanmu Huichun asked.

Ji Miaohua said, "What are you asking if you kiss me?"

"All of them." Duanmu Huichun said, "Why are the Holy Moon Sect and the Demon Sect talking about collapse? What is the situation now? Why do you want to help me?"

Ji Miaohua said with slightest thought: "The first two questions are okay. Don't you think the last question is too hurtful?"

Duanmu Huichun said, "Talk about the first two first."

"Often there is only one reason for the collapse of the conversation." Ji Miaohua said, "I am in a mess and I don't want to commit adultery."

Duanmu Huichun said, "Where is Mingzun?"

Ji Miaohua said: "Who is Mingzun?"

Duanmu Huichun changed his words and said, "How is the Demon Cult?"

Ji Miaohua was unwilling to let go of this question, "Didn't you tell me who Mingzun is?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "The Master of the Internal Affairs of the Demon Cult."

Ji Miaohua said, "Huh. Could it be that the Demon Sect and the Foreign Affairs Leader?"

"Yes." Duanmu Huichun suspected that he deliberately changed the subject, "You haven't told me what happened to the Demon Cult."

Ji Miaohua sighed and said, "After the collapse of the talk, the Demon Sect has left the Western Qiang."

Duanmu was stunned.

The Western Qiang is the territory of the Holy Moon Sect. Since the two sides have broken down, it is understandable that the Demon Sect has left this place. However, in this way, he is left alone and left in a foreign land. Thinking of the mark left by Ji Miaohua's sleeves before, he felt very ridiculous.

Ji Miaohua said: "Don't worry, with me here, I will never let them bully you."

Duanmu Huichun was in a bad mood, and he heard this and said coldly: "If the Peak Lord had not stayed there, how could I fall into such a field?"

Ji Miaohua blinked and said, "What's wrong with kissing?"

"Aren't it considered a detailed work?" He couldn't understand the Western Qiang language, but combined with Ji Miaohua's retelling just now, it was not difficult to guess what the group of people meant.

Ji Miaohua said regretfully: "It would be great if I kiss you carefully."

Duanmu Huichun looked at him in confusion.

"Like Xi Shi, he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms and used beauty tricks to seduce him." Ji Miaohua thought about it and felt that it was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

Duanmu Huichun said, "Isn't the Holy Moon Sect the enemy of the Demon Sect now? What's the matter with the Peak Lord?"

Ji Miaohua leaned her chin and said, "It's nothing to be an enemy of Duanmu for the sake of the kiss of Duanmu. Of course, if we can support us in love with each other, it would be better to stay together and live together for the sake of our love."

Duanmu Huichun lowered his head and ate Caponeza, and put his words in his left ear and out of his right ear.

Perhaps because he knew that the Demon Cult had withdrawn from the Western Qiang, his chances of being rescued were very slim. Later, he went on the road with Ji Miaohua, Duanmu Huichun was very involved, and he never made any moves such as leaving marks or indirectly attacking his whereabouts.

By the evening, they reached the foot of a towering mountain.

A house stands alone, behind it is a large vegetable field and a pigpen next to it.

Ji Miao□ pushed open the door and entered the house.

The fragrance of rice comes to your nose.

Duanmu Huichun's stomach slurped for a moment, then lowered his head awkwardly. Since he arrived in the Western Qiang, he seemed to have become a very hungry bucket.

Ji Miaohua kept turning a deaf ear as always.

Duanmu is very grateful for this.

Ji Miaohua said: "The meals at Jueying Peak are provided here."

Duanmu Huichun's heart moved and said, "Is this Jueying Peak?" He always thought that Jueying Peak was towering into the clouds and was isolated, but although this mountain was tall and imposing enough, it lacked a bit of arrogance that looked down on the world. In comparison, Pai Ni Mountain was much more imposing than Jueying Peak.

Ji Miaohua said: "Do you like this place?"

Duanmu Huichun said without comment: "It's just a room."

Ji Miaohua smiled and said, "Kiss is right. If there is no kiss, this is just an ordinary house. I said that you should build a big house for the kiss, plant a lot of flowers you like, and make a lot of beautiful clothes you like. Feed the kiss every day to eat delicacies, and raise the kiss to white and fat."

Duanmu Huichun pretended to look elsewhere and ignored his nonsense.

"If I weren't here, would I leave with my kiss?" Ji Miaohua asked.

Duanmu Huichun looked back at him. He left a little face with leaving instead of escaping. He couldn't help but slow down and said, "Since the master of the peak knows the answer, why ask again?"

Ji Miaohua looked disappointed and said, "If so, then when I go up the mountain, I can only lock the kiss."

Duanmu Huichun's face changed, "Lock?"

Ji Miaohua smiled apologized and said, "Don't worry, it won't be too long. I will definitely come down to see you often."

Duanmu Huichun stared at him coldly and said, "You are polite to the master of the peak. Duanmu Huichun is just a prisoner of the master. Not to mention locking it up, even if you want to kill and cut it, Duanmu Huichun can only listen to the emperor."

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"Kiss..." Ji Miaohua knew that she had made a mistake and continued to smile.

Duanmu Huichun ignored her, "I don't know where the prison room is? A woodshed or a pigpen?"

Ji Miaohua said: "Where is kissing, I will naturally be there too. If I want to sleep in the woodshed, I can only sleep in the woodshed with kissing."

The sound of footsteps came from inside. A strong man saw Ji Miaohua hushed to salute, and then said a lot of gusting.

Ji Miaohua nodded, then pointed to Duanmu and rejuvenated, and said in the Western Qiang language: "Dear guest."

The strong man hurriedly saluted Duanmu to return to spring.

Ji Miaohua said: "His name is Gutaka, and he is responsible for my food."
To be continued...