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Chapter 122 The Far Guest Questions the Crime
Gou Yue took the wine from Li Xianchen's arms, took a few more sips, and drank it all in one gulp.

Like Li Xianchen, he relieved himself and leaned against the budding willow tree.

She vaguely felt in her heart that Li Xianchen's words made sense, but she was unwilling to think further.

A light mist lingers on the eaves, just like the melancholy hidden in Gou Yue's heart.

Li Xianchen looked at Gou Yue with complicated eyes, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes that a child could teach.

However, that sigh also pitied her for the various annoyances that she could not accept for a while after breaking the window paper.

"This wine is still bitter." Gou Yue smiled bitterly and frowned slightly.

Fu handed the empty wine jar to Li Xianchen.

"gone."

"You've finished drinking and you're still giving me something empty?" His voice came from behind.

Shen Sang sent a message saying that he would come back to Chishui City in a month to pick up Ji Pu.

His injury required rest. He came back from a narrow escape with half his life gone.

In the inn in Chishui City, the three of them settled down like this.Li Xianchen left quickly, leaving only the three of them.

There is an avenue in front of Dadar Inn, and Gou Yue and Wen Yuanzhi's rooms are on the side facing the street.

On a sunny day, Gou Yue leaned against the window and looked at the bustling crowds on the street.

The wind in Chishui City is not very gentle, and gravel is blown in from time to time.

"Close the window, won't it make any noise?"

"No, no."

When she was making Taran, she yearned for the free wind on the grassland, and enjoyed the pleasure derived from the sharp blade piercing her chest and the hot blood spraying out.

Now that she has become a gouyue, she has begun to yearn for the life of ordinary people.

She likes to see the cloth tiger that the opposite bakery owner brought back to his youngest daughter after closing the stall for a busy day, and she likes to see the touch of green hidden in the woman's vegetable basket in the windy sand of Chishui City.

Also, the smiles on their faces.

These people never seem to carry any hatred.Therefore they are happy.

A carriage came from afar and stopped at the door of Yungui Inn.

Gou Yue turned sideways and glanced at Wen Yuanzhi, who was sitting at the table and holding a book in his hand.

"Guess who?"

Wen Yuanzhi put away the letters in his hand and arranged them carefully. He didn't even go to the window to take a look, "Is Shen Sang here?"

"how do you know?"

He could guess when he saw that the smile on Gou Yueyang's face froze for a moment, and the attraction of the street outside the window for her disappeared in an instant. It was not as if she was facing a powerful enemy, but she suddenly became humble and guilty.

Even though a month had passed, Gou Yue still couldn't easily face the fact that Ji Pu was seriously injured and would not be able to speak as usual in the future.

Before Gou Yue could calm down, the crutches made a rapid, clicking sound, hitting the ground and Gou Yue's heart. After a while, Shen Sang had already reached the second floor.

Wen Yuanzhi stood up slowly, straightened his clothes, and calmly opened the door to the guest room.

"General Shen."

The visitor's face was ashen, and the cold air emanating from the surroundings made people couldn't help but take a deep breath. Wen Yuanzhi's voice was covered by his anger.

"What about him?"

"I took the medicine and am resting now." Gou Yue reminded in a low voice.

"Master Wen, do you know why I asked Ji Pu to follow you?"

Wenyuan's way is, "You know it yourself."

"He is the only son of the Ji family. If he cannot speak, what will happen to his career in the future? What will happen to him when discussing marriage?"

Faced with Shen Sang's accusation, he didn't make much excuse.

When I was young, Pu followed Wen Yuanzhi to Ruyin and Mei County, and went to many places in order to gain experience and seek a smooth official career.

Gou Yue hurriedly took a small step forward, standing between Shen Sang and Wen Yuan, vaguely protecting him behind her.

"General Shen, A Yuan can't be blamed for this, it's me..."

"Shut up!" Shen Sang's eyes widened angrily, her eyes as beautiful as glass beads, full of murderous intent at this moment. If her eyes could be turned into sharp blades, she would have turned into powder at this moment.

"You think I don't know that he was injured by Ruozhi's demon concubine just to save you."

Chen Sang moved his palm too quickly, only two or three inches away from Gou Yue's eyebrows.

She took a step back and pushed Wen Yuanzhi back, stretched out her hand to catch Shen Sang's palm, the two palms collided, and the lanterns hanging in the inn were flying wildly in the wind.

Gou Yue took a few steps back and managed to catch the palm.

"I know I can't help Ji Pu, and I am willing to let you punish me. If I lose to you today, I will let you beat me to death. But this matter has nothing to do with A Yuan, so don't involve others." She mediated. road.

If Shen Sang just wanted to vent and reason, now he didn't care at all.

Shen Sang's crutch was the sharpest weapon she had ever seen, and it was littered with wood fragments. It was buckled on the ground and dug out a huge bowl, which showed that he had such strong internal strength.

As soon as they fought, Gou Yue had already noticed that Shen Sang had made a killing move.

The two fought for dozens of rounds in the small guest room, and the table furnishings in the room had already been shattered by internal force.

The shopkeeper who was greeting the customers downstairs heard the noise and hurriedly ran to the second floor.Seeing that the guest room had become like this, the shopkeeper wanted to step forward and ask the two of them to stop, but the man and the woman were so beaten that they couldn't separate each other. He hurriedly stepped forward, fearing that he would be shattered into pieces like a table, chair, or bench.

Chen Sang punched again, aiming to hit Gou Yue's chest.

Shen Sang had deep internal energy. If this palm fell on Gou Yue's chest, Gou Yue would probably die again.

At the critical moment, she deftly dodged half of her body, and the fatal palm landed on her left shoulder.

Over and over again, Gou Yue has seen its decline.Gou Yue could only catch Shen Sang's moves and was unable to fight back.

Her fists hit Shen Sang as if they were hitting cotton, and every punch Shen Sang hit Gou Yue made Gou Yue feel like her internal organs were being shattered.

"Pfft..." She bent down slightly and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Yuanzhi had already seen this and walked away. He knew who to go to at this moment to resolve this crisis.

Gou Yue wiped the blood on her mouth with her sleeves. At this moment, Shen Sang's eyes were red. She blocked the direction Wen Yuanzhi left just now, worried that he would take action against Wen Yuanzhi.

When he first started practicing martial arts, Tai Chuer once taught Gou Yue.

When you meet on a narrow road, no matter how much stronger the opponent is than you, as long as you are not intimidated by the opponent and dare to take action, you have half the chance of winning; if you think about running away from the beginning and show cowardice, you will only die.

"Chen Sang," Wen Yuanzhi roared from the room opposite. He was no longer as elegant as before. Under the anger, the veins on his face were clearly visible.

But he didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He charged up strength in his palms again and headed straight for Gou Yue without any explanation.

Ji Pu's voice was lost in the fight, and no one noticed Ji Pu who was approaching.

His steps were extremely fast, and he had already arrived in front of Shen Sang in one teleportation. The four of them stood in a line in an extremely weird way. Ji Pu stood between Shen Sang and Gou Yue. Behind Shen Sang was Chi. Wen Yuanzhi arrived in one step.

Because his internal strength was withdrawn too quickly, Shen Sang was forced back half a step by the wind of the fist.Ji Pu hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Shen Sang's arm to support him.

At this time, he still wanted to protect Gou Yue, and Shen Sang laughed angrily.

"Senior brother, I don't blame her, I don't blame her."

Ji Pu shook his hands, and the sounds he made in his throat reminded people of a broken bellows.

Seeing this scene, Shen Sang didn't know what to say.

He shook his head helplessly and pulled Ji Pu to check his injuries.

Gou Yue was injured and retreated to the room. Rather than being injured, what made her more uncomfortable was that Ji Pu rushed out to protect her like this. Why should she deserve all his respect.

"Gou Yue?" Wen Yuanzhi checked her pulse, "You are seriously injured and have internal injuries."

"Yeah." Gou Yue responded, "A Yuan, what did you say-" He interrupted.

"It's okay, it's okay." He murmured happily, "If Ji Pu came later, none of us would be Shen Sang's opponent."

Gou Yue stood up with difficulty with Wen Yuanzhi's arm, lying on the bed and watching Wen Yuanzhi bandage herself. She wanted to tell him the sadness in her heart, but she was worried that he would overthink it, so she hesitated and said nothing.

After half a month, she gradually got better. She had not practiced boxing and kicking these days, and she felt a lot rusty.

Wen Yuanzhi was worried that she had not fully recovered. He told her many times not to use fists or kicks, but she still couldn't help but sneak into the backyard quietly.

Changning followed Gou Yue's moves, sometimes moving in front of him and sometimes retreating behind him, as if he was one with his master.

Flowing clouds and water.

"Not bad, but the internal strength is still a bit lacking." A voice came from the corner of the backyard.

Gou Yue was shocked that she didn't realize there was anyone in the backyard. She didn't know whether it was because her hearing was weak or because this person was really advanced in Qing Gong.

She put away the sword and took a closer look. The hair was messy and stuck to the face. The tattered clothes had long lost their original color. Wasn't he the old beggar from that day?

"It's senior." She walked around the old beggar.

When he heard Gou Yue calling him senior, he pushed his hair away from his eyes and laughed heartily. The scar on his face was no longer so scary.

"Young man, take out your weapon and let's make some moves." The old beggar stretched out his hand and broke a sprouted wicker.

Gou Yue knew that he must not be simple, "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

"Stop talking nonsense."

The old beggar has already taken action.

Changning immediately counterattacked.

Chang Ning was a sharp blade like no other, but he didn't expect that he would be vulnerable to the old man's willow branch. In a few moves, the willow branch entangled Chang Ning, and it was in his hand with just one hook.

"Senior is indeed very skilled." Gou Yue handed over his hand.

He returned Chang Ning to Gou Yue, "I will teach you a few more tricks."

It was dawn, and the two of them had passed hundreds of moves. Gou Yue couldn't see his martial arts routine. She only felt that a few moves looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.

It was almost dawn and he was about to leave, "Senior, why are you the master of Prince Tongluo?"

"What a coincidence. Why, you also want to be my apprentice?"

"Tongluo is a ruthless person and not a decent person. I just don't want to see you helping others do evil."

He smiled, "Have you never had the blood of an innocent person on your hands?"

Just one question left her speechless.

"Meeting people in the world is fate. To me, good and evil are just different pronunciations."

(End of this chapter)