Chapter 1801 The White Moonlight of the Wulin Leader 9

  It is said that the demon sect has become more and more powerful in the past two years, and it has no longer put the martial arts righteous way and the court in its eyes, and it has become more arrogant.

  It used to be just doing some small actions outside, but now it has reached the point of blatantly killing people.

On the 15th of last month, the magic sect slaughtered thousands of people in a small town overnight. The cruel methods were horrifying. It is said that those decent people in the martial arts have widely posted heroic posts saying that they are going to convene a martial arts conference to select martial arts. The leader said he wanted to conquer the demon cult?

  Even Master Bai, a person who doesn't hear things outside the window, knows it, and Duan Zhengyang naturally knows it too.

Although Duan Zhengyang is not interested in being the leader of the martial arts, he inevitably felt compassion when he heard that the demon sect was acting so cruel. Although he did not speak, he would listen to the little servant of the Bai family talking about the martial arts conference every day. Condition.

   Duan Zhengyang looked like Cao Yingxin Zaihan, Jiujiu saw it in his eyes, waiting for the next day, he packed up his bags, and dragged Duan Zhengyang to explore the martial arts with him.

Duan Zhengyang was instantly frightened by Jiujiu's request to break into the martial arts.

  It doesn’t matter if he goes, but Jiujiu is soft, what if he stumbles and trips?

   Regarding Jiu Jiu's request to break into the martial arts, Duan Zhengyang resolutely refused, but Duan Zhengyang refused it and it didn't matter, Jiu Jiu insisted that he had no choice.

After   Jiu Jiu insisted on it for a few days, Duan Zhengyang could only succumb to take Jiu Jiu to Songshan where the martial arts convention was held. Of course, Jiu Jiu changed into men's clothing.

Now Jiujiu is about thirteen years old. Although he has begun to develop, it is only the little lotus that shows its sharp horns. Real men are just interested in the little green and astringent fruit of Jiujiu. Only Duan Zhengyang, Jiujiu's brain residue fan, will blush after seeing Jiujiu.

  But also because Jiujiu's body bones are not developed, when Jiujiu puts on the men's clothing, he is like a little boy who is carved with powder and jade. At first glance, people can't help but feel good.

  Jiu Jiu said that he would follow Duan Zhengyang to go through the rivers and lakes. Naturally, Mr. Bai came to the ward.

  Of course, now that the rivers and lakes are so chaotic, Jiu Jiu naturally dare not tell Master Bai that she has followed Duan Zhengyang to the rivers and lakes. Instead, she wants to go outside with Duan Zhengyang before getting married.

Jiujiu got married right away, and after Duan Zhengyang came back, Mr. Bai went to find someone to give them two auspicious days, that is, the second month after Jiujiu and Jiu Jiu, is the most suitable day for marriage, so now it is far from Jiujiu. There is not much time to get married.

Master Bai is a girl like Jiujiu. Although Jiujiu’s reasons are a bit ridiculous, he sees that Jiujiu really wants to go out, and he is particularly relieved of Duan Zhengyang. After thinking about it, he gave Jiujiu and Duan Zhengyang two people. They stuffed some silver notes and told them to remember to write a letter whenever they went, and after they came back quickly after shopping, they left Jiujiu and Duan Zhengyang directly.

  Jiujiu knows how to ride horses, but she doesn’t like riding horses, because horse riding is really uncomfortable, especially when horses run up and down, which is simply too uncomfortable.

  Duan Zhengyang was willing to spoil Jiujiu, so he proposed to drive a horse-drawn carriage.

It’s just that now there is only half a month left until the martial arts conference is held. To really let Duan Zhengyang drive to Songshan in a carriage, I’m afraid that the leader of the martial arts has played against the demon cult several times. Swing to the foot of Songshan.

  So, driving the carriage was naturally rejected by Jiujiu.

  Jiujiu didn’t want to ride a horse, and he couldn’t drive a horse-drawn carriage. Duan Zhengyang thought about it for a long time, so he made a thick cushion on the saddle and let Jiujiu sit on the cushion.

  It will not be too uncomfortable in the first place, but in the second place, you can hurry up.

After seeing the soft cushion on the saddle,    Jiujiu, although a little unwilling, still reluctantly accepted it.

   Jiujiu sat on the soft cushion and leaned against Duan Zhengyang’s chest all the way to Songshan.

It’s a common occurrence to sleep on the road, but Duan Zhengyang is very careful, especially when it comes to Jiujiu. Every time he goes to a town, he finds a big restaurant to prepare exquisite food for Jiujiu. When I leave, I will buy a lot of snacks and snacks to relieve Jiujiu's boredom.

  Duan Zhengyang will find a suitable place even if he is sleeping and sleeping in the wind, even in the wild, he will have to live comfortably.

When he reached the foot of Mount Songshan, Jiujiu's face was neat and tidy. Except for the wrinkles of his clothes because of riding a horse, he couldn't see the slightest embarrassment. On the contrary, it was Duan Zhengyang. Not only did he turn black, he was also thin, but because of his internal strength, that The eyes are still shining.

  After daring to take more than half a month of the road, the horse was already exhausted. Duan Zhengyang took Jiujiu off the horse, and after instructing Xiao Er to take good care of the horses, he took Jiujiu into the inn.

  Because the martial arts conference will be held in five days, the inn is not only overcrowded, but also has all kinds of people.

  There are monks, nuns, swordsmen wearing kung fu, and even those rude men who look ugly and have faces that make people feel sick at a glance.

  Jiujiu and Duan Zhengyang, two delicate-looking people walked in, shining like a light bulb.

  Seeing all kinds of people in the hall, especially after feeling those people watching Jiujiu, Duan Zhengyang's brows wrinkled slightly invisible.

  Having been on the road for half a month, Duan Zhengyang has seen many famous people smiling at you, but stabbing you behind the scenes. He doesn't have much good impression of people in the martial arts.

   And Jiujiu, let alone say, ask him to say, who did the things in that bloodbath town?

Although the power of the   Magic Cult is great, it is far from that great. Besides, a thousand people is too exaggerated.

  Furthermore, Jiujiu has no feelings about the so-called decency of the so-called Demon Cult. Sometimes, a decent person is not as good as the Demon Cult.

  At least the people of the Demon Cult are bad and magnanimous, while the decent people are good and hypocritical.

  No need to speak, Duan Zhengyang directly asked for a private room, and the two of them naturally used the meal in the private room.

  After dinner, Duan Zhengyang asked Xiao Er to open a room, and then took Jiujiu to go outside.

  Hurrying on the road for half a month, Jiujiu only feels that both of her legs are about to degenerate and can’t walk anymore. Walking outside with Duan Zhengyang, the feeling of being down to earth is really good.

   Jiujiu Jiu Jiu's eyes are almost squinting.

The place where   Jiujiu and Duan Zhengyang settled is a small village at the foot of Songshan Mountain. There is no one in the small village. Although it is lively because of the martial arts convention, except for the village center, the outside still looks a little desolate.

Jiujiu followed Duan Zhengyang around outside. After seeing the children whose faces were yellow and muscles were obviously due to malnutrition, Jiujiu asked Duan Zhengyang to distribute the cakes he bought for himself to the children. With a smile, "Songshan's head is really funny. I haven't solved the problems at the foot of the mountain. Are you embarrassed to shout slogans to eliminate harm for the people?"

  (End of this chapter)