Dragon Oath

19.The jade wall moon is bright-11

Mrs. Zhong turned around, smiled, and said, "At such a young age, you know what marriage is happy or not."

Duan Yu saw her smile quite innocent and childlike state, heart move, suddenly think of Zhong Ling, eyes turned to look at the Zhong Ling on the small table that pair of flower shoes, thought:

"When Miss Zhong was caught by that goatee, I felt sad for a moment and had to hurry to save her." Said: "late life is impolite words, please aunt to take to the valley Lord to apologize, this please the valley Lord set off, to save your love."

Mrs. Zhong said, "My son is busy receiving his friends who have come from afar, and it is indeed difficult to be at one and the same time." The prince must have heard just now that these friends are behaving strangely and killing at every turn, and if they are treated with a little improper etiquette, it is inevitable that there will be endless troubles. Well, now, I'll go with you." Duan Yuxi said: "Aunt to go in person, no matter how good." Remembering a sentence Zhong Ling had said, he asked, "Can Aunt cure the poison of the lightning Mink?" Mrs. Zhong shook her head and said, "I can't treat it."

Duan Yu hesitated: "This... So..."

Madame Zhong went back into her bedroom and left a hastily written note. Shortly after finishing, she took a long sword and hung it by her waist. She returned to the hall and said, "Let's go!" Be the first.

Duan Yu handily will Zhong Ling that pair of flower shoes in his arms. Mrs. Zhong shook her head sadly, wanted to say something, and finally refrained from saying anything.

Two people out of the tree hole, Mrs. Zhong will speed up the pace, don't look at her timid appearance, but the foot is much faster than Duan Yu.

Duan Yu was not at ease, said: "Aunt can not cure mink poison, only fear Shennong gang refused to let Lingai."

Mrs. Zhong said faintly, "Who wants them to release people?" The Shennong Gang dared to detain my daughter and threaten me, then they were tired of living. I can't save people, can't I kill people?"

Duan Yu can not help but shudder, only feel that her words are a few understatement, the meaning of killing such as grass, is no less than that Yue Lao three vicious acts.

Mrs. Zhong asked, "How many concubines does your father have?" Duan Yu said, "No, not one. My mother won't allow it." Mrs. Zhong said, "Is your father afraid of your mother?" Duan Yu smiled and said, "It's not fear, it's mostly love that gives birth to respect, just like the Lord of the valley to his aunt." Mrs. Zhong said, "Well, does your father practice martial arts every day? Have you improved your skills over the years?" Duan Yu said, "Daddy practices every day. I don't know anything about it." Mrs. Zhong said, "He didn't leave his work, I... I'm relieved. Why don't you know anything about martial arts?"

Between the two people talking, has done the Xu, Duan Yu was about to answer, suddenly heard a man shouted: "Po, you... Where are you going?" Duan Yu turned around and saw clock Wanqiu chase from the road like flying.

Mrs. Zhong reached down to Duan Yu's armpit and shouted, "Go!" Pick him up and dart forward. Duan Yu feet off the ground, under the bell lady lift, already body not by the Lord. Two before and one after, three people ran out of tens of zhangs in an instant. Zhong lady light work is not weak than her husband, but she eventually brought more personal, Zhong Wanqiu gradually chased close. And ran more than ten zhangs, Duan Yu feel to clock Wanqiu breathing has been sprayed to the back of the neck. Suddenly a sound of laughter, his back a cold, back heart clothes to Zhong Wanqiu pulled off a piece.

Mrs. Zhong sent her left hand, threw Duan Yu out, and shouted: "Run!"

His right hand has drawn his long sword and thrust it backward. With Zhong Wanqiu's martial arts skills, this sword would not have struck him, and Madame Zhong had no intention of harming her husband, but was intended to prevent him from pursuing. Unexpectedly, she stabbed a sword, only feel the sword body slightly blocked, the tip of the sword has stabbed her husband's chest.

It turned out that Zhong Wanqiu did not avoid or give in, but raised his chest to meet the sword.

Mrs. Zhong was taken aback and hurriedly turned back, only to see her husband with an angry look on his face, faint tears in his eyes, and blood oozing from the sword in his chest, trill: "Po, you... Are you leaving me at last?"

Mrs. Zhong saw this sword piercing his chest, although less than the heart, but the blade deep several inches, the husband's life and death is difficult to predict, under the panic, busy pull out the long sword, pounce up to hold down his sword wound, but see blood like a spring, spray out from the finger seam.

Mrs. Zhong said angrily, "I don't want to hurt you, why don't you avoid it?" Zhong Wanqiu said with a wry smile, "You... you To leave me, I... I'd rather be dead." He coughed and coughed. Mrs. Zhong said, "Who said I left you? I'll be back in a few days. I went to save our daughter. Didn't I write clearly on the note?" "I didn't see any note," said Lord Clock. Mrs. Zhong said, "Oh, you are so careless." In a few words, the Zhong Ling was captured by the Shennong help said.

Duan Yu saw this situation, early scared, fixed mind, busy tear off the skirt, hurried to give clock Wanqiu wrapped wound. Zhong suddenly flew out of his left leg, kicked him somersault, and shouted: "Little bastard, I don't want to see you." He said to Mrs. Zhong, "You lied to me, I don't believe you." It was him... He came to ask you to go. This little bastard is his son... He insulted me..." With this cough, the blood in the wound became more severe, and he said to Duan Yu, "Come up, though I am wounded on my body, I am not afraid of your Yang finger!" Come up and do it."

Duan Yu this fall, the left cheek hit a sharp stone, embarrassed to climb up, half of the face is blood, said: "I will not make a Yang finger." Even if I could, I wouldn't fight you." Zhong Wanqiu coughed again and said angrily, "Little bastard, what garlic are you packing?" you Go and call your father!" His anger made him cough even harder.

Mrs. Zhong said, "After all, you refuse to change your old habit of being suspicious. If you cannot believe me, I will die before you." He picked up the underground sword and cut his throat.

Zhong Wanqiu grabbed it, his face lit up, and trilled: "Po, you really didn't go with this little bastard?"

Madame Zhong said, "He is a good son, what an old bastard, a little bastard!" I am going with Prince Duan to kill the Shennong Gang and save our precious daughter." Zhong Wanqiu heard his wife say that he did not abandon him, and his heart was already rapture, seeing her light anger, love and compassion even more, he smiled and said, "Since this is the case, it is not mine." But... But if I come after you, why don't you stop and explain it to me?" Mrs. Zhong blushed slightly and said, "I don't want you to see Mr. Duan again." Zhong Wanqiu suddenly became suspicious again and asked, "This little... He is not your son, is he?"

Ashamed and angry, Mrs. Zhong said, "What are you talking about?"

One moment he's my lover, the next he's my son. To tell you the truth, he is my father and your father in law." As he said this, he burst out laughing.

Clock Wanqiu a terrified, then understand his wife is joking, immediately laugh. This laugh, the blood in the wound more like a fountain?

Mrs. Chung cried, "How... How can it be good?" Zhong Wanqiu was overjoated, reached out his hand to her waist, and said, "Po, if you are so worried about me, I will die immediately, and it will not be wasted." Mrs. Zhong faint cheeks, gently pushed him away, said: "Mr. Duan is here, you are so crazy." Zhong Wanqiu hehe and laugh, very happy, laugh a few times, cough a few times.

Mrs. Zhong saw that her husband looked upset and turned white. She was very worried and said, "I will not save her. She has caused trouble by herself. Let her resign herself to fate." He lifted up his husband and said to Duan Yu, "Prince Duan, you go and tell Sikongxuan that my husband was Zhong Wanqiu, the 'horse king God' who was in all rivers and rivers at that time." I am sweet baby, there is a nickname can not be nice, called 'Qiao medicine fork'. If he dares to lay a finger on our daughter, let him remember that we are both merciless." When she said that, Zhong Wanqiu would say: "Yes, it is true!"

Duan Yu saw this scene, expect Zhong Wanqiu solid can not kiss, Zhong lady can not give up her husband and to rescue her daughter, only by the horse god Zhong Wanqiu and Qiao medicine fork Gan Bao two people's name, whether this can frighten Sikong Xuan, there is a great doubt, it seems that his stomach this "broken bowels" poison, that is absolutely can not save, thought: "As it is, there is no use in saying more." The way: "Yes, the late born will go to deliver the message."

When Madame Zhong saw that he said to go, she did it immediately, and did it with a clear and unrestrained manner. Again, she remembered the man in her heart and cried out, "Mr. Duan, I have one more thing to say."

Gently let go of Zhong Wanqiu's body, longitudinal to Duan Yu's body, from the arms out of a thing, stuffed in Duan Yu's hands, low voice: "You will rush this thing to your father, ask him to save our daughter."

Duan Yu said: "If my father is willing to intervene, naturally can save the girl Zhong, but the way to Dali is not close, I am afraid it is too late." Mrs. Zhong said, "I'm going to borrow a good horse for you, please wait here." Don't forget to tell your father, 'Please help save our daughter.' 'These ten words." Not waiting for Duan Yu to answer, she turned and ran to her husband's side, picked him up, and walked away.

Section Yu raised the hand, see the clock lady in his hands, is a fine inlaid gold mother of the box, open the lid, see the box has a piece of paper, color yellow, is a long time, faint on the paper also spatter a few drops of blood, write "Geng Shen February five ugly female" 11 words, the pen is weak, seems to be from the woman's hand, calligraphy can be considered very poor, in addition to nothing else. Duan Yu Xin Tao: "Whose birthday is this?

Mrs. Chung wants me to give it to Daddy. What's the point? The Year of Gengshen, the Year of Gengshen..." It was sixteen years ago. "... Is it Miss Zhong's age? Madame Zhong wants to marry her daughter to me, so she wants my father to save his daughter-in-law?"

In the midst of this meditation, I heard a man's voice calling out, "Mr. Duan!"