v7 Chapter 19： Miko

The sun is rising at an early stage, and the river water flowing down from the source of Weishui is fiery red, and the scales are brilliant.

Coming out of Weiyuan County on the banks of the Weishui River, the morning wind hit the face with coldness, and the emerald pupa was wrapped like a silkworm, Hu Xiaoya. It was red on both sides. When walking out of the gate of the city gate, he grabbed Su Emei's The little hand worked harder.

Hu Xiaoya looked up at the brittle little face, her eyes were full of doubts, why she couldn't figure out, why Su Emei only wore a thin dress and didn't look cramped in the cold wind, "Su Sister, aren't you cold? "

Su E's eyebrow lowered her head and saw the two big bun heads on Hu Xiaoya's forehead. She said, "My sister is a spiritual practitioner, so naturally she is not afraid of cold."

Su Emei felt cute about the little girl Li Wenwen forced her to take care of her. Hearing that the other party had no family members, Su Emei planned to take this opportunity to return to Qinzhou to meet Shangguan Qingcheng and take her to Qinzhou's Tsing Yi Yamen.

Hexi is no longer peaceful. A large-scale military disaster is imminent. The stronghold in Tsing Yi is not safe to say. Hu Xiaoya's stay here is not a good choice.

"What is spiritual practice? Is it something that can fly so high like Sister Li and kill the Tubo people?"

Hu Xiaoya's eyes were full of curiosity and eagerness to try, "Sister Su, can you fly? Can you fly very high? Sister Li is so good that people in the Tubo temple look like cats in front of her. Su Which is better, sister and sister Li? "

A series of childish questions made Su E's eyebrows smile. Rubbed Hu Xiaoya's hair pettingly, avoiding the two big bun heads intentionally-but Hu Xiaoya got up before the day dawned, and she tossed for half an hour in front of the bronze mirror. To answer Xiaoya's question, she started talking again.

"Sister Li's knife is so big, it's ... so big, killing the Tubo people is like cutting vegetables!" Hu Xiaoya opened her arms and gestured, and stretched out her two index fingers to try to get old. I can envy Sister Li, I can wield such a big knife ... "

She carefully looked at the sword in Su Emei's hand, and suddenly felt that Sister Su must not be as powerful as Sister Li. The simple girl thought that if such a large sword came into contact with such a thin sword, the large sword would surely split the sword.

With this idea, Hu Xiaoya was very considerate and no longer asked the two sisters who were more powerful, so that Sister Su was not embarrassed. Hurriedly took hold of Sister Su's hand again, giggling on her own, to show that even if Sister Su was not as powerful as Sister Li, she would not dislike it at all.

"Little girl wants to practice?" Su Emei asked with a smile.

Hearing this coveted question, Hu Xiaoya immediately nodded with excitement and strength, so that her chin was almost reaching her chest, "Can I?"

However, she quickly remembered what Brother Xu said next time. She needed a lot of money for her spiritual practice and a lot of money to pay homage to her teacher. Not to mention ordinary people's homes, even if they were rich in the city, they might not be able to afford it. Pouting, one hand on the corner of the clothes, bowed his head and said weakly: "But Xiaoya has no money ..."

Of course, Su Emei said, "Money is not a problem."

Hu Xiaoya still walked with her head down, and her voice was like a mosquito: "However, these days, Sister Li and Sister Su are taking care of Xiaoya. Xiaoya doesn't even have the money to eat. She already owes Sister Su a lot .. .... Xiaoya can work, can do laundry and cook, you can make sister-in-law to Sister Su, and return the money of Sister Su! That is ... Xiaoya is too stupid to sew up clothes, I'm afraid I can't compete How much. Aunt Xu said that if female reds are not good women, big families will not come to be girls. "

Hu Xiaoya's eyes were full of crystal tears, and she was about to see it. Su Emei squatted down and was about to comfort the little girl, letting her know that she didn't have to worry about those who followed her, and a gentle and mellow voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"It's not a pity for such a cute little girl to be a maid. If you are willing to worship under my door, you can not only learn to practice, but also receive a generous amount of money every month ... How about the ten sticks?"

Hu Xiaoya opened her eyes surprised and confused, looking suspiciously behind Su Emei.

Su Emei raised her head and turned her head, and saw a young man with a handsome face and a gentle temperament. Long hair was tied up, a wooden rafter was inserted, a blue shirt was clean and flat, and a folding fan was standing there with a smile, just like a beam of sunlight.

Su Emei frowned slightly and did not speak, she pulled Hu Xiaoya's hand and left.

No matter who this young man looks at, he will praise the flirtatious son. If a woman has a little ink in her chest, she can't even say a sentence like "Mo Shangren Ru Yu, Gong Shi Shi Shuang". However, Su Emei did not like it, and her sixth sense made her very uncomfortable.

"Girl, please stay." The young man took two steps to catch up, standing in front of Su E's eyebrow, arching his hand as a ceremonial smile, and his smile was even more kind. Little girl, is indeed a rare good seed, and has a destiny with me. If the girl is good for her, she should let her practice with me, within ten years, it will be a great success. "

Su Emei said coldly, "Who are you?"

What she meant was to say which onion you count.

The young man didn't seem to understand this meaning, and opened the folding fan with a pop, and the cold day shook his chest, thinking that the style was charming: "Longevity in Xiananguyun ..."

At the end of the speech, it stopped because Su Emei pulled Hu Xiaoya away.

The young man who claimed to be Yun Changsheng had his teeth closed, and almost bit his tongue, his face was very wonderful. He never imagined that such a handsome and handsome figure, with his face crossed, would talk to someone, and he would end up like this. This is not consistent with past experience.

Han women, do n’t they all like their handsome Qiaolangjun?

"Yun Changsheng" feels that this may be the result of not showing his strength. If you want to be a disciple, how can you not let people see your strength?

"Yun Changsheng" thinks that he is not unreasonable, and he never forces others to do anything, whether it is Tubo or Han. If it was normal, he could leave without changing his face, even if he was treated coldly.

But right now it's a little different.

Apart from that, the little girl is indeed of good qualifications. If you tune in by yourself, after ten years, the ordinary teacher is definitely not her apex. This was an unexpected surprise during his trip.

Yun Changsheng's body fluttered backwards, came to Su Emei and stood again, and looked at the other with a smile.

Su E's frowned brows had eased, but there was a cold light at the bottom of her eyes.

As a monk, she was entangled several times by the other side, and she was already angry. When the other side came to block the road, she had already thought about using her body skills to leave quickly. If the opponent forcibly blocks, she will go straight.

However, she did nothing in the end.

Not unwilling, but not.

In the twinkling of the other party, she had made a lot of thoughts of dodging and shooting. Various forward movements had even revealed the clue, but in the end, she had to give up one by one. Because in front of this seemingly innocent young man, the breath revealed intentionally or unintentionally, locked and sealed all the possibilities of her shot.

If she forcibly shoots, the consequences will never be good.

The coldness of Su's eyebrows instantly turned into murder.

Yun Changsheng chuckled: "Girl, look down, you and this little girl are not close sisters. Since she is not a relative, should she practice with me or better, respect her wishes."

Su Emei turned her head to look at Hu Xiaoya, who didn't know what had happened. "Xiaoya, would you like to practice with him?"

Hu Xiaoya opened her mouth and talked, but Yun Changsheng took the lead in squatting down in front of her, and looked at him tenderly with a look of kindness: "Little girl, you can think about it before you answer."

As he said, he lifted his hands, and the Weishui River flowing by the road suddenly fell into silence. However, in a blink of an eye, the still river water and the downstream river water have separated, exposing the wet river bed.

What's even more rare is that the upstream river did not accumulate, and the Weishui at the end of the field of vision was hundreds of steps away, but half ripples were not visible! It is conceivable how big the river area was.

Seeing Xiao Xiaohu's mouth wide open, Yun Changsheng was very satisfied. This kind of big scenes, big wonders, grandeur, and big-handedness can't be said to frighten young children, and high-ranking monks in the realm of priests can be shocked.

There are no high-ranking Tibetan monks in the servant world, but Su Emei has unconsciously clenched the sword handle.

"Little girl, do you want to become as powerful as me? Then follow me to practice!" Yun Changsheng stood up with his hands behind his back, waiting with confidence for Hu Xiaoya's worshipper .

Su Emei's fingers holding the sword slightly twisted, while watching Hu Xiaoya, who was shocked and stunned, hesitantly whether she should shoot. This child was given to her by Li Wenwen, and naturally cannot be taken away by others, even if she let it go.

After expecting that Hu Xiaoya had returned to God, she shook her head like a rattle. When she came, she swayed her lips and said to Yun Changsheng, "I don't want to practice with you."

Yun Changsheng blurted out, "Why? Am I not strong enough?"

"What Xiaoya wants to learn is the kind of practice that can kill people, not the trick!" Hu Xiaoya's eyes are big, her face is very serious, and she looks very serious.

When Yun Changsheng was stunned, she opened her arms and stretched hard. In order to express the picture in her heart, she moved two steps left and right, and said, "Such a big knife, have you ever seen it? Can you wave it? The practice of such a large knife is what Xiaoya wants! "

Yun Changsheng's face turned green. Half a ring, a sentence popped out of the gap between the teeth: "You say my method is a trick? Better to wield a knife to cut people?"

He was almost fainted.

Seeing Hu Xiaoya's solemn nod, Yun Changsheng's anger that had just risen in his heart subsided instantly, and he could only lament a secret secret.

What a mistake, an unsuspecting little girl, where do you know how powerful he is? What big scenes, big wonders, and grandeur are a joke in the simple perception of the little girl. How can there be a simple, direct and powerful impact on someone with a big knife?

Su Emei was very satisfied with Hu Xiaoya's answer, she felt proud when she touched her little head, and even looked at Yun Changsheng with a little scorn.

Yun Changsheng, whose wisdom is despised, was very embarrassed, and he didn't bother to care about Su Emei, and asked Hu Xiaoya strangely: "How do you keep killing people when you are young? You want to kill?

When she heard this question, Hu Xiaoya's eyes turned red instantly, and there was tears in her eyes. However, she still held back, raised her strength and waved her fist, and uttered in a near-sworn tone: "Someday the sword will be in your hand and kill the Tubo dogs all over the world!"

Yun Changsheng: "..."

The muscles on his face were twitching.

Hu Xiaoya added: "This is what Sister Li said."

Su Emei: "..."

Hu Xiaoya supported her little chin with her fingers, tilted her head as a memoir, and quickly added: "Sister Li said, this is what His Royal Highness said. His Royal Highness was not the same, she borrowed and modified it. Xiaoya I found it suitable, so I borrowed it. "

She was serious.

Yun Changsheng's chest fluctuated fiercely, watching Hu Xiaoya's eyes passing a strong disappointment: "Do you hate the Tubo people?"

Hu Xiaoya nodded: "The Tibetans are all bad people, they eat people ... No, they let the wolf eat the sister Zhang family ... They also killed my father and my brother, I ... I want revenge! "

In the end, Hu Xiaoya had to endure the tears several times, after all, it was the end of the dyke, and a small face full of vegetables instantly dripped. People also twitched, twitching their shoulders, and they were very weak.

Yun Changsheng's face turned green and white, and he quickly changed into a half-sound.

At the end, he looked up at the sky and issued an unclear sigh, "There should be no sorrow in the kingdom of Luna, let alone a little girl who avenges her father. This is all my fault!"

Su Emei pulled Hu Xiaoya behind her, and the sound of humming sword sounds came from the scabbard of her left hand. At this moment, Liu Mei seemed to be full of swordsmanship: "God, let's go!"

The pseudonym Yun Changsheng's godson did not respond to Su Emei's words, he cleared his mood, and said in a hurry: "Shangguan Qingcheng led a 100,000 step ride and a group of soldiers and disciples, entered Qinzhou with a thunderbolt, With the assistance of Zhao Bingkun, Zhao Nianci, and others, they captured Qinzhou City for half a day, leveled four counties in Qinzhou in three days, and the soldiers pointed directly at Weizhou.

"Weizhou at the source of Wei water is located between Yinzhou and Qinzhou. It is the place where the Tang army must pass. Right and left prefectures and counties moved, Han zealots rushed to unite and set up local armed forces, which has responded to the trend of the Guiyi Army. A large number of Tubo The soldiers are in danger, and the Tibetan monks are stretched to fight, and the half wall of Hexi is about to fall into chaos. "

The son of God did not pay attention to Hu Xiaoya anymore, and looked at Su Emei lightly. "Su Emei, a disciple of Bailudong, who studied under Chu Nanhuai, has been a powerful assistant since his debut. He was almost inseparable from the Central Plains before the war. It is rumored that Daomen Xianting Guanghan Fairy reincarnate, I do not know whether it is true or not. "

Speaking of this, the Son of God smiled, the style remained, and he could not see any anger and murderous intention. "This time you should be ordered to cope with Shangguan Qingcheng, but take a little girl to walk in Weizhou Hall with grandeur. I want to know Lunaism inevitably moves, so a large number of people are deployed here, deliberately seducing our people into pockets, intending to gather and wipe out the calamity? "

He took a white pear out of his arms, bite it with a click, and chewed sweetly. The godson looked at Su Emei with a playful expression: "I just don't know. The godson is here in person. Your pocket is still useless."