Jinlingyue

Chapter 43, meaningless escape.

The place where the bright moon hangs high, whether it is the moon palace or the earth, whether it is the fairyland of the real heaven or the demon forest of the Asura sky, is equally comfortable and pleasant.

Shui Mo ran to Yu Yan, but didn't know what to do.

He foolishly looked at Yuyan's blood-clotting ghostly ugly and dark face, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sigou, hurry up and help me untie the acupuncture points! What are you doing in a daze?" Yu Yan suppressed her anger, tried her best to restrain the unbearable itching all over her body, and said to Shui Mo with a wry smile.

"Sister, this is the devil's magic! Do you think it is the acupuncture technique of ordinary martial arts masters? Besides, even if it is acupuncture technique, I have never learned it and can't solve it!" Shui Mo said helplessly to Yu Yan.

He was obviously more anxious than Yu Yan, sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

How to do?How to do?
Shui Mo kept asking himself.

Yes, the feeling that the body cannot move but the mind is very active has just been lifted from his body!

Shui Mo understood Yuyan's current situation very well, that feeling, which was worse than death, would destroy a person's mind!

"What should I do? What should I do?..." In desperation, Shui Mo began to mutter involuntarily.

"What to do, what to do? You just mess around with me casually, treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, maybe the imprisonment may be lifted!...Hurry up! Shui Mo, I'm calling you brother....Hurry up Order! I feel so uncomfortable!... Otherwise, you can give my sister a happy one, and I will get it!" Yu Yan's heart was already bleeding, and she begged Shui Mo in pain. .

"Eh...! This...! Miss, you...I!...I can't do anything!" Shui Mo said to her very embarrassedly under Yu Yan's eyes.

"Stop babbling, okay? Hurry up, Miss Ben forgives you. Ah!... Hurry up, Shui Mo, my good brother, my sister can't take it anymore! Ah... woo! You... you Hurry up. Can you please!" Yu Yan begged Shui Mo over and over again helplessly.

Judging by her appearance, if she could move her fingers, ink and wash would probably be torn to pieces by her.

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Yuyan gritted her teeth and persisted...

But Shui Mo hesitated helplessly...

In this way, they were deadlocked in the bright and clear moonlight, in the beautiful demon forest.

Good and evil float and wander in the air.

As if she was also a child who made a big mistake, the moon had secretly hid in the obscure clouds at some point.

The ground was dark.

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A gust of wind blew across the lake, carrying the refreshing fragrance of flowers, and splashed it on their faces regardless of their care, which was thought-provoking like night dew.

Shui Mo shuddered all over, and finally summoned up his courage.

He timidly said to Yu Yan: "You said it, forgive the boy! You are a lady, and you are of noble blood. Now you are a fairy again. Don't go back on your word! Don't go back on your word at that time. That's right."

"Hurry up, I'm going to die! You're still nagging. Hurry up, I'll forgive you. Hurry up! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Generations have scolded the bottom of the sky.

Although, she didn't know if there were eighteen generations of ink painters!

With eyes closed, Shui Mo touched Yu Yan's body, tapped here, and scratched the ground somewhere. After working for a long time, Yu Yan didn't see any reaction.

Yuyan was already so uncomfortable that she closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth and persisted.

"You scoundrel, why don't you hurry up and do it?" When Yuyan cried and said, her whole body was about to collapse.

"I scare myself, she doesn't react at all!" Shui Mo sighed, and became more courageous.

A pair of warm little hands quickly swam over Yuyan's clothes.

A dazzling light of the last spirit rose from the bottom of Yuyan's heart, and it quickly rushed to Yuyan's brain, suddenly awakening all the nerves in Yuyan's body.

A gust of warm air flowed through her extraordinary meridians, internal organs.

"Ah! So happy...!" Yu Yan couldn't help cheering.

Then there was a "pop!"

Ink's face was slapped heavily.

From the root of the ear to the corner of the mouth, the pain was unbearably hot.

"you……!"

"Miss, why did you hit me?"

"You are not trustworthy!"

Shui Mo covered his strange face and yelled at Yu Yan.

"Why did you hit you? I begged you for a long time. I was groping, didn't you grope me in the end? You shouldn't hit me?" On Yu Yan's dark and weird face, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, She also spoke loudly to Shui Mo.

But the moon has just gradually emerged from the clouds. In the pervasive and deserted night, Yuyan and Shui Mo stared at each other for a moment, and suddenly they both burst into laughter.

"Look at yourself, you look like a piece of mud! Hahahaha!"

They looked at each other almost at the same time and laughed, reminding each other.

A pair of live treasures, who had just recovered their lives from the hands of each demon, did not run away quickly, but foolishly laughed at each other.

Leaning back and forth with a smile, they were so happy that they had already forgotten all about danger and helplessness.

After laughing for a while, Yu Yan said to Shui Mo: "Stop laughing! Go and wash your face first. Then get out of here quickly."

"Oh! Yes, Miss." Shui Mo agreed, and went to wash his face in the lake, and then clumsily washed the clothes that were also full of disgusting blood.

Seeing Yuyan, she also went to the lake to wash her face and hair.

Then, she tidied up her wet and fluffy hair a little bit, and she didn't care about the blood sprayed on her body like lions and evil dragons.

After a moment of hesitation, she raised her head, shook her hair, and walked towards Shui Mo.

Standing in front of Ink, she involuntarily stretched her hands towards Ink.

"What are you doing?" Shui Mo instinctively retracted his body.

"What can I do? Help you wash the blood on your clothes! What else can I do."

Yuyan doesn't care if Shui Mo hides from her or not.While speaking, he had already pulled the ink away and carefully washed the blood on his clothes.

"I just saw it on other people. You haven't washed your clothes!" Shui Mo said, and helped Yu Yan to wash it carefully with water.

The moonlit night in the Devil's Forest is silent, only the holy water flows on two pairs of pure white and flawless suet-like little hands, jumping happily, dancing their light blue youth.

There was a faint blush on the surface of the lake, and it quietly swung away.

Clothes and face were washed clean, and Shui Mo felt a kind of coolness and comfort just now.

Yes, a dirty boy who just crawled out of the sewer is shining in the moonlight at this moment, very radiant.

Yuyan looked at Yushu Linfeng's ink painting, and a faint smile crossed the corner of her mouth.

Everything in the moonlight turned out to be so comfortable and refreshing.

"Hmm! Ink, your knife." Yuyan walked up to the lakeshore, pulled out her Mingyue scimitar from the ground, and reminded Ink.

Shui Mo suddenly remembered that the knife flew out because of too much force just now.

While speaking, a clear light of the cold moon flew out from the waterfall.

"Poof!" There was a soft sound, and the dark blue night was stirred up with ripples.

The bright moon scimitar was already in Shui Mo's hand.

"As expected of Mr.'s apprentice! Shui Mo, your celestial power is not bad!" Yu Yan praised Shui Mo.

"Actually, I'm still the disciple of Master Holy Spirit and Master Black Dragon! They all taught me. Haha, it's good to have more masters." Shui Mo said happily to Yu Yan.

"Okay. Now that we have regained our immortal energy, 36 steps is the best plan. Let's get out of here quickly." Yu Yan and Shui Mo said.

"Well! Miss, how should we go?" Shui Mo asked Yu Yan.

"Aren't you stupid? Didn't you agree to take the water route earlier? Walking in the direction of the water flow should be right." Yu Yan said.

"Eh! Where's the evil dragon?" Seeing that the dead body of the evil dragon had disappeared, Shui Mo asked Yu Yan in confusion.

They searched around the shore, but there was no sign of the dead dragon.

"The Nine-Heaven Lion still has some bloodstains left, this evil dragon can't be alive, let's slip away!" Yu Yan looked at the bloodstains on the ground of the Nine-Headed Lions, tilted her head and said to Shui Mo.

"Impossible! He died here just now!" Said Shui Mo, using the Mingyue Scimitar to pull on the grass.

"Eh! Miss, what is this?" Shui Mo looked at a luminous body in the grass and said to Yu Yan.

After hearing this, Yu Yan immediately came over.

A blue arc shot out from the luminous body, turned a corner, and poured in from the top of Ink's head.

Looking at the blue of the ink and wash, which flickered and twinkled, Yuyan stopped in her tracks.

"Uh! Why is it gone?" Ink's body returned to normal, and the luminous body in the grass disappeared at the same time.

Frowning, he asked Yu Yandao suspiciously.

"Let's leave him alone. Let's go." Yuyan said, stepped forward to pick up the ink and left.

Along the direction of the water, they walked briskly in the blue moonlight.

This is not the Daotang River, but the Fluorescent River of the Western Demon Forest, a river of Asura Devils leading to the last generation of the Western Heaven where the smoke is filled with broken walls and ruins.

Standing on the prairie with smoke rising from the kitchen, a vast grassland without tents, Shui Mo was full of doubts.

"Miss, how come there are no yurts on the grassland?" Looking at the grove under the smoke, and several children running among the sheep, Shui Mo asked Yu Yandao puzzledly.

"This is not Mongolia, it may be a farm in the western world." Yu Yan replied to Shui Mo.

"What is a farm?" Shui Mo still didn't understand.

Do you find it strange that rural people don't know about farms?That's why you don't know the difference between a rural area and a farm!

The people living in the countryside are simple and unpretentious farmers, and the people living on the farm can be tough and domineering, maybe even a family of barbaric farmers!
"They are not ordinary farmers, but capitalists!" Yuyan said.

"Then, what is a capitalist?" Shui Mo asked, leaving Yu Yan with a headache and speechless.

"The capitalist is... oops! I can't tell you." Yuyan ignored the ink and walked quickly towards the direction of the grove.

A few strangely dressed children in the flock saw Yuyan and greeted him happily.

"I want Camus, I want Camus, Baba, Farm. Okay, You." They said to Yu Yan.

"Okay, it's poisonous. I bought wood and cut it one day. Wei, is there a river?" Yuyan said to them.

"Miss, what are you talking about with them?" Ink Mo asked timidly, confused by them.

"Activate your true soul power, don't ask me again." Yu Yan said to Shui Mo.

"Oh! I forgot. Turn it on right away." Shui Mo promised Yuyan, and then turned on the real soul power and aura.

"This is the Empire of the Holy Mother, and I am the shredded pork from Balabala Farm. You are Chinese! How did you come to our farm? Oh, do you have a plane? Get out of here quickly, there will be a war soon." The little girl with curly yellow hair and blue eyes said to Yuyan.

"There is going to be a war soon, so why don't you leave here!" Yu Yan didn't answer her, but asked her instead.

"We want to protect the antiques in the log cabin, as my parents said. And the enemy country will not attack the farms and civilians." The little girl innocently said to Yu Yan.

"Get out of here quickly!" After the children finished talking to Yuyan and Shui Mo, they ran back to herd the sheep.

Yuyan thought about it, but couldn't find out where on earth there would be such a country called the Empire of the Holy Mother.

"Miss, let's get out of here quickly! I don't know what demons will appear here soon!" Shui Mo said to Yu Yan cautiously.

"Bang bang bang! Bang! Bang..." Intensive gunshots and mortars sounded in the distance.

"Boom! Boom!..." There was another burst of powerful cannonballs popping out and exploding.

"Hurry up, everyone, enter the cabin, and prepare to stop the enemy." A group of men in green clothes with curly yellow hair and blue eyes, holding submachine guns, was marching towards Yuyan and the others from a distance.

(End of this chapter)