Thousands of Waves (Medium)

The woman was erect and her face looked full of anger, but if she looked closely, her eyebrows were filled with happiness.

In the small yard, his own man was chopping on firewood. He remained silent and seemed extremely serious. He did not look at the table in the room, nor to look at the two letters on the table.

The woman was a little confused. Logically, her own men should care a lot about that matter.

But after reading the letter, he had no expression on his face, as if these two letters had never appeared.

The woman has never read the letters, but she can guess what is going on. She is not a stupid woman, not only is she not stupid, but she is a little smart. Women who can piece together some things from the mouths of the aunts in the village are of course smart.

She looked at her belly, looked at the man who was silent and chopping wood silently, leaning against the door, and finally sighed.

She knew her own man's temper and knew his character better.

"What's wrong?" The man put down the short knife that was once famous all over the world and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Which woman doesn't want her man to be famous all over the world and do a big career?" The woman leaned lazily against the door, thrusting her big belly, while talking, and stroked the messy hair on her forehead.

"There are men who don't want to spend more time with their wives, and there are children?" The man said, looking at the woman's bulging belly.

The woman's face first showed joy, and her heart felt as sweet as honey; but in just a moment, the woman's face immediately became gloomy.

The man didn't understand, and a confused look appeared on his face. The woman's heart, the needle under the sea, could change in an instant.

"Can a person who can't even protect his junior brother well protect his woman?"

When the man heard this, he sighed and helped the woman with a big belly into the room. He helped the woman sit down, then squatted in front of the woman, put his hand on the woman's shoulder, and said seriously: "What kind of man is a man who can't even defend the family? If my junior brother has any accidents, I will make the world and the temple bleed!"

"That……"

What else the woman wanted to say? Qi Fengjia stretched out his finger and blocked the woman's mouth.

"Some things, don't worry, don't worry, unless there is no way, I will not leave you and the child." Qi Fengjia's voice was gentle, and he was completely different from the Dao Sheng who declared that he was away from the world.

"But junior brother..."

“He made some decisions himself.

He also chose his own choice; I can't stop others from being great, but I can help him revenge." Qi Fengjia's voice was very soft and he glanced at the two letters on the table.

...

Qing Jiu came to the fisherman's house. There was a word "fishing" on the old lantern. The lantern swayed gently in the wind, but it was just such an ordinary door and an ordinary lantern. But the saint in front of the holy mountain had to muster up the courage to knock his hand on the door.

Qi Fengjia was washing dishes, wearing an apron around his waist. For a while, he had been cooking and was also washing dishes. Now, his sword technique of chopping people has not fallen, and his sword technique of killing fish has become more and more mature.

The woman was in the room and was suddenly shocked when she heard the knock on the door.

Countless times, Qi Fengjia would leave because of this knock on the door.

When Qi Fengjia heard the sound, he ran to the main hall first, gave the woman a reassuring expression, wiped his hands, and opened the door.

"You're here."

Qi Fengjia has seen this saint son on Fengwu Mountain. To be honest, if this saint son had not suffered any loss in virtue, Qi Fengjia would still appreciate this saint son more in terms of his persistence in martial arts.

Qi Fengjia's voice was very light, but his eyes were as sharp and cold as the ice of Dongyue.

"senior……"

"I don't know what you told my junior brother, but I can tell you that as long as you don't mess with me, I don't want to bother you. As for why both good and evil are chasing you, I won't interfere. But wash your neck and wait for my junior brother."

After Qi Fengjia finished speaking, he threw one of the two letters sent from Chang'an City to Qing Jiu.

Qing Jiu took the letter and put it in his arms, and suddenly bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Get out and go to Heqi Town and find someone named Dao Er, tell him I asked you to go." After that, he walked back to the house.

Qing Jiu wiped his mouth and lowered his head. In order to find out his physical condition, he had to do so.

This was also what he discovered after he betrayed the Holy Mountain. No matter how much blood he sucked, the evil spirit disappeared naturally. This was not the function of the small copper bowl in his arms. He knew the holy objects in his arms and would never let the evil spirit dissipate like this. Moreover, now he actually feels a little disgusting with blood. This is almost impossible for people in the devil.

He checked it several times, and it was not a problem with the martial arts, nor a problem with the holy objects. The only problem could only be caused by the body. To know the physical problem, he had to find the person who took them up the mountain.

At the same time, he is also

However, through the holy relics, some secrets were discovered, including secrets about the demon-sealing sword body.

Therefore, when he came to Chang'an, he really wanted to fight Xu Chang'an, but he wanted to figure out his physical problems.

The sudden disappearance of evil spirit greatly reduced the power of his magical skills. If this problem is not solved, he will never be able to defeat Xu Changan. Moreover, he vaguely felt that there was a big secret hidden in his body. Now both the righteous and the demons were shouting and killing him, so he could only come to Xu Changan and find the person who took him up the mountain.

Qing Jiu was hit by Qi Fengjia invisibly, but he could only turn around and go to the town of Qi to find someone named Dao Er.

"A small punishment and great commandment, because you are sneaky and plot against my junior brother."

Qing Jiu was originally a little angry, but after hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Knowing why I was beaten is also something to be happy about at first sight.

He turned his head and looked at the fisherman's house. He heard the woman's rebuke and the man's submissive voice. He smiled and headed towards Heqi Town.

...

Deep in the South China Sea, Sword God Pavilion.

Although he lives in the South China Sea, Cen Xuebai is very clear about some of the Holy Dynasty.

Although he supported Xu Changan's approach, he thought of Senior Ji Qiuyang, and he had to find a way to save Xu Changan. In this matter, he could not take action personally due to his identity and other reasons.

Cen Xuebai frowned, waved his hand, and sent a message talisman out. After a while, the disciple wearing black clothes and carrying a long sword came to him.

"Tianhong, go to Heqi Town to find a man named Jian Er. I don't know what he looks like. I only know that he is in Heqi Town. After finding him, he said that I asked you to go. By the way, I will tell him about Xu Chang'an."

"Yes, Master." A disciple named Tianhong turned into a rainbow and came out of the South China Sea with a long sword on his back.

...

The letter sent by the Northern Barbarians and Chai Xintong finally arrived at Shuohe's ministry.

At the same time, news from Chang'an also came.

Su Qing, wearing a fur coat and a short knife on his waist, saw two messages, and hurriedly stood up and knocked over the milk in front of him.

"Let the Snow Wolf Rider come!" The rapid voice quickly spread with anxiety.
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