Dong Fangshuo has already walked over at this time and said coldly, "Teacher younger brother didn’t expect you to die very close, but it’s still not white. Can’t you see that this is our Mohist medicine for saving lives? It’s also the medicine for saving lives that you are willing to learn from those harmful things."
After Dong Fangshuo finished, he went to Pingsanzhi’s side and pointed at his heart. After counting points, he said to Pingsanzhi, "I’ll seal the acupuncture points for you now to stop those fragments from flowing into your heart until I go back to Mohist school to be punished by exemptions."
Mo Xiaobei didn’t expect Dong Fangshuo to save Ping San, and asked Dong Fangshuo to speak out. "Xiaobei, I think exemptions must have told you before you came out. If you let him die outside, wouldn’t it be cheaper? If he dies a thousand times, he can’t be punished before Master Ling. I think we should take him back to Mohism before making a decision."
After listening to Dong Fangshuo’s words, Mo Xiaobei eased his mood. Indeed, as Dong Fangshuo said, his father repeatedly told him to take him back. If he really died here, he would really be cheap.
People will never cry when they are most sad. When they die face to face, Mo Xiaobei will no longer cry. This time, the workshop will make her white. Although some people will leave, they will live forever but live in people’s hearts.
When Huang Junxiong and Trace found the mechanical workshop, they didn’t encounter too much resistance to be the only main production place in the whole workshop. There weren’t many martial arts masters here, and there were not many people guarding the place where mechanical beasts and various harmful machines were produced in hidden weapons. After all, no one would have thought that the workshop would be broken. Seeing Trace and Huang Jun entered the mechanical workshop to guard several brothers, they didn’t know each other were enemies until they were stopped by each other.
There are many people caught by Pingsanzhi in the gate of the mechanical workshop who are making various parts. These people have been numb and dry for I don’t know how long. Every day, they endure both mental and physical torture. Some of them are armed with weapons. When they see the enemy breaking in, they try to resist, and they are quickly solved by Huang Junxiong.
When Mark and Huang Jun Xiong beat those people in chains, those people in the deaf-mute village did not recognize Huang Junxiong until Huang Junxiong recovered, and those villagers in the deaf-mute village immediately rushed to Huang Junxiong with cheers.
Set fire to this harmful machinery workshop, with the rescued villagers and other labor marks, and Huang Jun Xiong rushed back to the mecha workshop. After the rest, all the people found the injured Mohist brother in front and returned to Wanhua Valley according to the flat three fingers.
All the brothers in the day workshop dismissed Fang Chenghai, but they refused to leave. Although he was afraid of punishing him by three fingers, after all, he lived in the day workshop since he was a child, but it was more difficult for him to live on his own than to ascend to heaven. Dong Fangshuo looked at Fang Chenghai so well and put him back to Wanhua Valley with him first.
After this battle, although the workshop was destroyed by Mohism, it also suffered heavy losses. In addition to more than a dozen brothers being killed, seven brothers were seriously injured.
I want to go back to Mohist school Mo Xiaobei early. At this time, I am really worried. I am afraid that big sleep will be caught if I don’t hurry back.
So Mo Xiaobei found Dong Fangshuo to remind Dong Fangshuo of his thoughts. "Martial Uncle, you see that although we have caught Ping Sanzhi now, I’m afraid that if something goes wrong in big sleep, so much blood will not be wasted. I want to get back to Mohism as soon as possible. I want to bother Martial Uncle to take care of me first and then come back after I escort Ping Sanzhi to Mohism."
That’s what Dong Fangshuo was thinking. Although Ping Sanzhi was captured, he can’t always guard him like this. After all, Mohism is much more secure than Wanhua Valley. At least few people know where Mohism is. So Dong Fangshuo said after a while, "That’s what I’m thinking. I’m afraid it’s not a peaceful journey now that you and several Mohist brothers are left. I think it’s better to let Yier send you back."
Mark is chatting with Huang Jun Xiong in the house at this time. Huang Junxiong wrote, "This time, thanks to the help of Shaoxia, many children have been saved."
Seeing Huang Junxiong say such a polite remark, he quickly said, "Where did the old hero say Jingjing didn’t get away thanks to your help? If it weren’t for you, the consequences would be really unimaginable."
Huang Junxiong smiled and wrote, "I don’t think we should be so polite. We came to see you to say goodbye to you. Now that I have rescued these children, I’m not going back to the deaf-mute village. Just find a quiet place to continue my hermit life."
Mark knew that he had never expected to be involved in this Jianghu catastrophe. I’m afraid he has tasted enough Jianghu bitterness in recent years, but it is a lucky thing that he can really retire from Jianghu.
Actually, I don’t want to live a reclusive life like Master’s. Now that my father’s revenge has not been reported and a group of masked men have come out, they are endangering the Jianghu. How can people in the Jianghu sit back and don’t know if they can be as free and easy as an old hero? Song Zhiqian can live that carefree life.
Huang Junxiong saw the mark thoughtfully and didn’t know what he was thinking. Then he wrote, "Now I have saved these children and I plan to go back to Zhejiang to find a remote place to live in seclusion, but if Shaoxia has my place, I will go through fire and water."
Mark busy back to "the old hero said that if there are any difficulties in the future, I will ask the old hero"
Huang Junxiong went on to write, "One more thing, when my friend taught me the True Skill, I wanted to give it to you, young Xia. Maybe in the future."
Mark was about to refuse, but there was a knock on the door outside. He hurried out. The door turned out to be a child mark around Master. He asked the child’s family if he saw that Master had called him. He came back quickly and said to Huang Jun Xiong that he hurried to Master’s room.
After saluting Master, Tracey asked, "Master said he had something important to discuss with you and didn’t know what it was?"
Dong Fangshuo said, "You also know that Mohist brothers suffered heavy casualties this time. I’m going to follow Xiaobei back to worship your grandmaster in person. Now these seriously injured brothers are not easy to move, and they are still in a coma, and Pingsanzhi is not easy to be detained here for a long time. I want you to escort Xiaobei back to Mohist school first, which is safer."
Seeing that Mo Xiaobei was also in the house mark, he probably guessed a few minutes and nodded and said, "What Master said is very true. If I let some of them go back, I also feel inappropriate, so I will take a trip with my younger sister, so as not to worry about Master."
Mo Xiaobei said, "So please brother."
Three people and detailed some road details. After three days, the departure mark and Mo Xiaobei left the Dong Fangshuo room.
The night was quiet. At this time, the Flower Valley broke through the silence of the night except for a few unknown bugs. The whole Flower Valley seemed to have fallen asleep. In the night, a few clouds floated gently across the moonlight, and with the occasional occlusion, the stars flashed and decorated the Flower Valley night.
Mo Xiaobei looked up at the sky and was silent for a while and asked, "Is Brother Handsome going to be all right?"
Mark looked up at Xingmo Xiaobei, knowing that she was still smarting up, and said, "School sister doesn’t have to worry too much about having my master here, and my eldest brother is a very important friend. You shouldn’t blame yourself too much. If this matter is regrettable, I’m afraid it’s not the eldest brother who wants to see the result."
After listening to the mark, Mo Xiaobei turned to look at the mark and said, "Well, you’re right. Now that it’s over, it won’t help. After I take Ping Sanzhi back to Mohism, I’ll come back to take care of chic and other siblings."
Trace smiled and said, "If school sister says so, take an early rest. We’ll set off after getting everything done in these days."
Chapter 21 Capturing the first mecha Fang edge is true (5)
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Many things happened during the period when he went back to his residence, but he slept peacefully. Many things kept running into his mind, which made him sleepy. He turned over and walked out of the room and walked towards a valley he loved most when he was a child. There was a trace on a low hill near the valley. When he was young, he planted a small tree with his own hands. Now this small tree has grown up like him for more than 20 years, and it has already become a towering tree mark. I touched it for a moment before I planted the tree with my own hands.
Thinking about the heart, I naturally reached into my arms and planned to take the jade flute to play a song before I came to my senses. Originally, the jade flute had made a pledge and gave it to Song Zhiqian. I secretly laughed at myself for thinking that things were so forgetful and jade flute was in my arms.
Mark was thinking of this but came to Song Zhiqian’s voice, "Is Brother Yi looking for it?"
Suddenly, I heard Song Zhiqian’s sound mark surprised, but when I turned around, I saw that Song Zhiqian did not know when he followed himself behind him. At this time, Song Zhiqian was holding the jade flute tunnel mark in his hand. He smiled and took it over. He gently stroked and said, "Zhi Qian is lucky that you are not an enemy, otherwise I don’t even know when you are behind him."
Song Zhiqian smiled and said, "Brother Yi, that’s because now you are in Wanhua Valley and you are thinking about things, so your awareness of natural prevention is not so strong."
Mark pulled Song Zhiqian’s hand and let her sit side by side in front of a broken wall on the side of a hill. Then she pointed to the valley in front of her and said, "Look at that valley in front of me. I used to come here to play when I was a child. Every May and June, I will put some purple flowers everywhere. It’s a pity that it’s early spring. Although the scenery is pleasant, I can’t see the beautiful scenery everywhere. After things are over, we will live in seclusion here. Will you enjoy your old age with Master? I think Master will be very happy when you give me a few more children?"
Song Zhiqian heard Mark say something about having a baby and was about to look up and teach him to say something crazy, but he saw Mark’s eyes looking at the front. Although the words were addressed to her, they were like talking to himself, and his eyes were full of expectations for the future. Everything he said was from the heart, and Song Zhiqian swallowed it and put his head back on Mark’s shoulder.
Mark was intoxicated with his vision for the future, and suddenly a breeze blew across his face, and Song Zhiqian blew his hair with the wind. Only then did he return to absolute being and look down at his head resting on his shoulder. Song Zhiqian was enjoying Mark’s broad shoulder, and suddenly he felt that there was a trace of hot air in his head, and he looked up at Mark.
I’ve never seen Song Zhiqian look at her so closely in the moonlight. Her long eyelashes are flashing with colorful eyes, and her heart is slightly shaken with the night wind. This pair of smart eyes has ignited a strong enthusiasm. He stares at the woman who belongs to him and slowly approaches.
Song Zhiqian saw the mark and was obsessed with his eyes. He knew what he was thinking. He saw him bow his head and get close to himself. In a panic, he quickly closed his eyes. The cold wind bypassed two enthusiastic young people and hurried on his way. The moon seemed to know what was going to happen next. Nai was very curious and occasionally sneaked a look. Finally, in this silent night, he gently kissed her lips and everything suddenly became quiet, leaving two people to slowly appreciate the sweetness.
Song Zhiqian quietly listened to the trace and played a song "Pan Canglang". His heart was still recalling the sweetness just now. This ancient song was born out of the trace. After an ancient piano song by Guo Mian, an outstanding composer in the Southern Song Dynasty, it was slightly modified by the trace, and the jade flute was blown out, which made people more susceptible to the blue waves and smoky artistic conception.
Mark suddenly thought of one thing after blowing a song and turned to Song Zhiqian and said, "I don’t know how the adoptive father is now. After I send Xiaobei pool back to Mohism, let’s go find the adoptive father, ok?"
Song Zhiqian listened to him and slowly raised his head to Yang Mu and said, "It is good that I will follow you to Mohism. I said that I never want to part with you again in my life."
Mark gently touched her head and said, "Let’s go together and we’ll never part again."
The next morning, watching Huang Junxiong and his party leave the crowd seemed a little sad. After all, it was difficult to live and die together. It seemed a little sad to go back to his room to sort out the clothes, but suddenly a slightly broken mark fell out of the clothes and was surprised to pick it up. A closer look turned out to be "The True Art". It turned out that this was exactly what Huang Junxiong said that there was a camouflage Yiqi.
The night before, Huang Junxiong said that he would give it to Mark, but it was interrupted by something. Huang Junxiong also knew that he would not accept it. He secretly hid it in his clothes when Mark went out. This unexpected strange mark was also nai. I didn’t expect Huang Junxiong to take it seriously, and now I don’t know where he is going.
I was sitting at my desk reading this "True Art", which turned out to be out of control. I didn’t expect all kinds of strange changes to be unheard of. It was a surprise that I didn’t go out until I had dinner these days, and I read it carefully in my room when I was free.
Because Song Zhiqian and Jin Jing came to Wanhua Valley earlier, the two of them were responsible for taking Mo Yu Ling and Mo Xiaobei and others around. A few people wandered around the Wanhua Valley for a few days in addition to visiting the injured Mohist brothers and coma every day.
Finally, when it was time to start, Mo Yuling got angry. It turned out that when he knew that Mark and Song Zhiqian were going to Mohist school, they were clamoring to follow them. They couldn’t promise to take her natural crystal and had to go to Moxiaobei. Seeing that there were so many people accompanying Lulu, naturally Amdo was relieved.
Before leaving, everyone went to say goodbye to the injured brothers. When they arrived at the chic room and saw him still in a coma in bed, several people were silent for a long time and didn’t speak. Finally, they were afraid of affecting everyone’s mood. They said, "Okay, everyone, hurry back and pack your things. Eldest brother will be fine. He will be fine when Master is waiting for us."
Mo Yuling held back her tears and said, "It must be all right to be so kind to the big monk. Let’s go." Then she wiped her tears gently and turned and walked out of the chic room. Among several people, Mo Yuling’s feelings were the most exposed, both sad and happy. She was afraid that she would burst into tears and quickly turned and walked out of the room.
Mo Xiaobei didn’t say anything. He looked at Mo Xiaobei and turned and walked out. Looking at her, I’m afraid the most uncomfortable thing is her. After all, Mo Xiaobei is not good at expressing his feelings because he is not good at saving her from injury.
Everyone went back to his room with his belongings and waited for a long time at the rendezvous point, but no trace came out. At this moment, Mo Yuling said angrily, "Why did eldest brother go for so long? I’ll go and see what he was dawdling about." Then he hurried to the trace room.