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According to Sun Xiangyi, when he was traveling in the early years, he came across a cliff valley, surrounded by high cliffs. There was only a small trail entrance. The valley was sparsely visited and there were many spiritual herbs growing there, which were suitable for healing. Mo begged to lay the foundation for some benefit.

Under the cliff, there is a stone chamber dug out of a natural cave, complete with pots, bowls and utensils. In addition, it is summer and autumn, and wild animals are active in the valley. The source of food for the three people is not a problem. As for drinking water, it is two miles outside the valley. There is a living stream that never dries up, with fish and birds and animals that come to drink.

Such a treasured land can be called a paradise and a perfect place of seclusion!

Although Sun Xiangyi did not live there for a long time, he was fond of it and named it Juema Valley, which means a treasure land with high cliffs and all kinds of internal organs. It can be reached by walking west in three days.

Such a perfect place, Mo Yu and the others would not have any objections, nor would they worry about Sun Xiangyi's deceit, their betrayal and separation, and their situation. At least until they recovered from their injuries, they did not have to worry about scheming.

Mo Qi's body was still sore, so Mo Yu left him where he was to rest, and went to the forest to weave a large rattan basket.

Even if you are traveling far, you have to think about what to eat on the way. Go to the forest and pick a lot of food, almost cleaning an area. Three water bottles are fully filled, and there are seven or eight shortbreads left. They are already dry and hard, but only wet. It will be soft.

These things are not rich, but they are enough to feed three people.

Return to the forest, cut some soft tree branches again, intersperse the cane basket and wrap it tightly, leaving a mouth for the hands to explore, and weave a shoulder strip, and finally it is complete.

Mo Qi kept watching Mo Yu busy, and tried to stand up to help several times but was pushed back. He had no choice but to be cruel secretly, follow Professor Sun Xiangyi, explore the meridians, and feel the Qi movement of Dantian.

The first time, I felt nothing; the second time, I felt nothing; the third time, I felt fever in my Dantian!

Mo Qi's eyes narrowed, and he finally found the energy. He breathed quickly and struck while the iron was hot to grasp the feeling. Over and over again, the cycle continued, and the feeling of energy became more and more obvious.

Sun Xiangyi stood up after half an hour of practicing his skills. He looked at Mo Yu with a cold expression and looked at Mo Qi with a surprised expression. But it was only for a moment that he turned around and walked towards the outside of the forest without saying hello.

Mo Yu put the things in a pile, leaned in front of a tree while crying in his arms, looked at Sun Xiangyi's back with squinted eyes, and thought to himself.

Since Zhaofeng Village, the other party has been making sarcastic remarks to me, not saying that he is familiar with her, but not so indifferent, saying that he is calculating because of his own calculations, and he is not a arrogant person. He is pretending to be childish and contradictory.

After thinking about it, Mo Yu had an uncertain guess.

Yisun Xiangyi has a clear sense of grudges and grudges, and he is afraid that if he and the two of them get along for a long time, they will develop feelings for each other. Obviously, after experiencing the betrayal of people close to him one after another, he has become resistant to this kind of thing and avoids it.

Killing is one side, treating others is another side! After thinking about the reason, Mo Yu felt a little pity for this old devil while being wary of him.

Stopping his thoughts, Mo Yu also discovered that Mo Qi's current state should be the beginning of opening up his meridians and generating strength and luck. After passing this level, he has the real qualifications to practice martial arts. He only needs to polish his physical fitness a few times and stabilize his Dantian. Called a warrior.

Above the martial arts disciples, when the qi energy has accumulated to a certain level, it is a barrier to the first level of heaven. At that time, by honing the martial arts and military skills, one can successfully overcome the shackles.

Mo Yu did not make a sound to disturb him, but kept watch and protected the law from the side, driving away some birds and small beasts.

At 5:00 p.m., Sun Xiangyi came back. His clothes were clean and his hair and beard were tied up. He should have gone to the water to wash himself.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but Sun Xiangyi still looked at Mo Yu fiercely, snorted coldly, sat cross-legged, called out the green snake, drank two mouthfuls of venom, and returned to the crutch.

Mo Yu is very curious about this green snake. It lives in the crutch. What does it eat and drink? Can it bear the stiff posture? In the past few days, Sun Xiangyi only put it back on the crutch and did not surrender except when he needed venom to call it out.

Hello.

According to Zeng Junfu's library, there are some strange forces in the rivers and lakes, which specialize in raising wild beasts. The exercises and weapons they practice are all used to control the beasts. Among them, the most important forces are those in the barbarian land of Xisha.

This green snake should be a way to control beasts, or a strange way. Mo Yu's eyes are filled with envy. He once thought about going to the Xisha land to find a suitable pet beast. If he fights with people, his strength will be greatly increased. There are many kinds of snakes.

How to deal with the enemy.

The sun was getting higher and the forest seemed sultry. Mo Qi had been meditating for half an hour. Sun Xiangyi across from him looked impatient. He wiped his cane over and over again but did not bother him.

Fortunately, after burning a stick of incense, Mo Qi exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly woke up. Judging from his energetic expression, he must have gained something.

Just when Mo Yu wanted to go over and talk, Sun Xiangyi was already impatient. He stood up on crutches, looked at the sun and shouted: "If you bother me so much, do you think you have to wait a little longer?" He said in a bad tone, turned around and headed towards Lin Xi.

Go.

Mo Yu shook his head helplessly and nodded lightly to Mo Qi as a sign of affirmation. The latter did not show any pretense, suppressed his excitement, firmly grabbed the rattan basket from Mo Yu's hand, swept away his fatigue, and followed behind.

Whether intentionally or not, Sun Xiangyi didn't go far. The two of them just speeded up their steps slightly. Then they saw Sun Xiangyi walking in front of him, cursing and turning his head to glare at them.

Having long been accustomed to this, the two of them followed side by side. Mo Yu glanced sideways at Sun Xiangyi, whose face was still pale and his breath was slightly disordered. He asked coldly: "Mr. Sun, maybe you insist?"

There was a hint of concern in his original intention, but it didn't sound like that. Sun Xiangyi stared angrily and stopped.

Seeing this, Mo Qi quickly turned the cane basket over to his left hand and touched Sun Xiangyi's left arm with his right hand: "Don't be anxious, Mr. Sun. Brother Mo Yu has no other intentions. He is just worried that the long journey will affect your injury."

After hearing this explanation, Sun Xiangyi's face softened, and he glanced at Mo Qi's left hand, his eyes dark and unclear. The next moment, he threw away Mo Qi's left hand in disgust and said: "It's just a minor injury, I won't have the turn of a good-for-nothing like you."

Help!" After saying this, he deliberately quickened his steps and passed Mo Yu and the two of them.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads knowingly. Mo Yu pulled Mo Qi and followed behind Sun Xiangyi without speeding up.

There was no conversation along the way, and the three of them rarely communicated. They walked out of the woods in an hour and took a three-quarter break to drink water.

The sun rose high in the sky, and even though it was close to autumn, there was still lingering heat. Especially Mo Yu, who was still dressed in black, was even more hot and dry. He had no choice but to take off his coat and put it on the end of his sword. Mo Qi and Sun Xiangyi also drank water.

After crossing the mountain road, they finally arrived at the official road. There were very few people on the official road, and people on the road were all riding horses. According to Mo Yu's plan, the three of them waited on the shoulder of the road. They stopped a convoy of merchants and paid them money. The leader of the caravan

Talented people ordered a carriage to be vacated for three people to ride on.

The caravan was not big, with three carriages in total, six or seven young men and a boss, loading some soft horses for clothing, women's rouge, etc. Although one carriage was freed, there were still some inferior coarse horses to fill it, so the three

It was still a tight ride, so Mo Yu had no choice but to lift the curtain to ventilate the car, and sat on the edge of the car with tears in his arms.

The convoy was not moving very fast and bumped for several hours. At dusk, it arrived at Xiaoxing City. The three of them accompanied the convoy and rested briefly at an inn.

The city is sparsely populated, so there are only a few people staying and staying in the entire inn. Most of the people coming in and out are businessmen and people from all walks of life. They keep their distance from each other and eat, drink and talk in a low voice.

He had been sleeping in the open for many days, and as he had a little money, Mo Yu ordered a large table of sumptuous food, including three meats and three vegetables, along with a jar of good sake.

Mo Qi rarely ate, so he ate with his head as soon as the food was served, quickly without gobbling it up. Mo Yu lightly picked up the wooden chopsticks and ate some with his hands. As for Sun Xiangyi, he hugged him after the wine was opened.

Put it in, drink it in big mouthfuls, and breathe out happily.

In fact, Mo Yu also wanted to have a bite, but seeing Sun Xiangyi's attitude, he could only give up. It would be a waste to ask for another one.

After dinner, everyone rested in a temporary guest house. At the third watch, they set off with the caravan again and traveled all night.

This time we didn't stop. We rushed straight to another star city at noon the next day, which was also the caravan's final destination.

At the gate of Star City, the caravan boss came over with narrowed eyes and a respectful smile, obviously asking the three of them to get out of the car.

Mo Yu got out of the car first and stood aside to wait for Mo Qi and the others to get off. Mo Qi had already leaned out more than half of his body, but Sun Xiangyi pulled him back and sat him down.

Mo Yu was puzzled and asked Sun Xiangyi under the embarrassed gaze of his boss. However, he saw that the latter's face was pale, his forehead was sweating and he waved his hand: "I bought this carriage."

With just this sentence, Mo Yu didn't need to think too much to know that the opponent's condition was not good at the moment. It was probably due to the worsening of his injuries and the overwhelming pressure on his skills.

In the car, Sun Xiangyi kept coughing. Mo Yu pulled down the curtain, took out a banknote from his arms, and expressed his intention to buy the car.

The boss hesitated at first and refused, but after Mo Yu deliberately touched the hilt of Youqi's sword, he hastily agreed and said that there were too many banknotes and wanted change.

Mo Yu waved his hand to stop the boss, and ordered his servant to buy some wine, food, spices and other daily necessities not far from the city, and stuffed the carriage. Finally, he saw that one horse was struggling to pull it, so he simply bought the boss's other carriage.

Come, the latter has a sad face the whole time, half happy and half sad.

When everything was ready, Mo Yu stepped onto the carriage, whipped the horses' buttocks with the long whip in his hand, and the two horses neighed and left with their hoofs flying.

The two horses were working hard, and the carriage was moving very fast. Sun Xiangyi in the carriage would occasionally point out the direction, but his voice was weak and lacked energy. Mo Qi waited on him carefully, sometimes patting his back and sometimes caressing his chest.

Most of the official roads were smooth, with few unevenness. However, when they turned to the mountain and forest roads, they became bumpy and shaky. The carriage shaft wood creaked and Sun Xiangyi yelled in pain from inside the carriage: "You bastard, you want to shake me."

You can’t die!”

Mo Qiqi remained silent, listening to him gasping for breath was not a good feeling.

Mo Yu did not slow down, but kept hitting the horse's buttocks with the long whip in his hand, making it go faster. When the coughing in the car became more intense, he turned around and said coldly: "Old devil, I'm afraid you can't sustain your injuries.

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There was silence in the car, and Mo Yu didn't get angry because he called the old devil. Just like this, Mo Yu confirmed his thoughts, followed the direction, and hurried all the way.
Chapter completed!