In a long-distance and close battle, Dong Muming set up a wooden wall on the left and stopped the fire magic weapons that were sprayed one by one. While turning over and leaping over and avoiding a chain dart, he kicked out a human-shaped cat demon with extremely weird actions, and said briefly: "It's okay."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished his words, the woman in purple was forced back to the mountain by a white light. The woman was unwilling to accept it, and then went in and out again. However, even though she tried her best, she could not break through Jin Lingzi's defense line. She was so angry that she couldn't help but angrily, and stomped her feet in the air: "Dong Muming!!! You bastard!!!"

After hearing this, all the ghosts and ghosts retreated.

In the dim sky light that barely penetrated the dark clouds, Dong Muming saw her little eyebrows standing upside down, or remembered the past, and couldn't help but smile: "You, you are still the same."

"you……"

"Okay, OK." Dong Muming moved his leopard foot and turned to her, with a little warm tone, "You and I haven't seen each other for many years, so don't fight or kill again. Come, come here, let's sit down and talk."

"..." The woman wanted to curse again, but the words were on her lips... but she couldn't say anything. After a moment, her nose moved slightly, her eyes were shining, and tears fell down.

At this moment, an ugly man with white spots on his face and a slightly hunched back suddenly appeared beside her, then pulled out the thick bronze lattice sword from her waist, swung the cloth, and flashed to the black panther the next second!

"bite!"

Dong Muming stretched out his claws to block it, but his two claw fingers were cut off. Fortunately, he realized the power of the sword in the first day of the first day of the year, and hurriedly retreated and escaped, so that the sword energy of the long sword swept under his chin and barely avoided a disaster.

Seeing this, the woman didn't care about wiping her tears, so she hurriedly chased after her and stopped and said, "'What can you do! Stop!"

Hearing this, the man hurriedly retracted his strength, immediately put his sword into the sheath, and retreated silently to the side.

"You are not injured, are you?" the woman picked up Dong Muming's leopard claws and asked with concern.

Seeing that she was so concerned about her, Dong Muming couldn't help but smile again: "It's okay." After that, he looked at the thick bronze sword again and said to the man, "Your Excellency... Is it Qiao Antai, the 'Jingzhou Marquis' back then?"

But he didn't expect that the man just left his ugly face and snorted coldly.

"..." Dong Muming looked back at the woman with a little embarrassment, but the woman seemed to be unaware of it: "What did you say? He is Qiao Naihe, the 'ghost' I just subdued."

Dong Muming felt confused: "Then where did you ask for it?"

The woman said, "Meng Po's grave."

"Ah. That's it." Dong Muming hurriedly pulled out the leopard claws from her hand, then slapped his head slightly, his tail lowered and his end rolled up. "My younger brother Dong Muming, pay homage to Qiao Shizu."

Everyone was stunned, and the woman asked curiously: "Shenzu?"

"Well." Dong Muming said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "From the ancient Chinese period, my Tianzu Dongbuzi, was the seventh friend of Emperor Shun with Qiao Shizu's Tianzu Qiao Lingfu. In the era of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms, Qiao Shizu... was a close friend of my Shizu Dongmanying, so I have to respect him "Qiao Shizu."

Qiao Naihe glanced at him and said, "Are you... a descendant of Man Ying?" He said this, and admitted that he was the Marquis of Jingzhou, which made everyone's hearts tremble again.

When Dong Muming saw it, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "It's my junior."

"Hmph. The descendants of the dignified 'Yangzhou Marquis' have actually done the worst things, and are not afraid of being humiliated by the family style."

Dong Muming said respectfully: "The Emperor Shizu didn't know that because of the wars in all countries, the kings collected labor and taxes... so they value agriculture and suppressed commerce. Now the four countries are in power and there are few wars, so doing business... is also the way to strengthen the country and no longer subordinate to the last ranks."

When he said this, he found that Qiao Naihe still disagreed, so he had to continue saying: "Since I was young, I often heard the elders mention the past of Shizu. "Ping A Sword" and "Jingzhou Marquis". Qiao Shizu killed Fan Yi with a bronze "Ping A Sword" and killed Qiu Rong, conferred the "Nine Demons of the Sky" and fought against the "Ten Dragons of the Southern Region"... Not only did he have a great cultivation level, but he also had first-class literary talent. How energetic and so full of passion was that he was.

Even later... When the God of Cangtian led a large army to conquer the "Dong Liu Kingdom", he had to take off his crown and dismount before passing through your tombstone, calling Shizu Shizu "the talent of Luo Tianxia, ​​shining for generations, and wishing he could live with it." This shows Shizu's reputation."

Hearing this, Qiao Naihe's face was slightly slower, and then sighed softly: "Oh... it's all old things, it's better not to mention them. Now... there is no Qiao Antai in this world, only I, Qiao Naihe..."

"Um..." the woman frowned slightly and asked him hesitantly, "If you really... with your cultivation, how could you be subdued by me?"

"..." Qiao Naihe hesitated for a while before saying, "It's just because you are a little similar to Liang Yun, and your temper is also very similar."

The woman suddenly said, "So that's it... I have also heard about the past between you and the first generation of Mrs. Meng." As she said that, she looked at Dongmuming again, "If all the men in this world could be like you, how could there be so many women sad?"

"Haha..." Qiao Naihe smiled bitterly, "What can I do if I am like?"

He raised his head halfway and chanted a long poem lightly:

"No song and a little song,

The dust is dark and the comb is a north bunch of piano.

I saw the daughter of Hedong Emperor,

Stupid,

Weaving cloud brocade with tears.

...

The bright moon and the red south forest,

Lovesickness red beans cannot be found.

When will the Cowherd fight for the crusade?

Magpie group,

How many notes will be left on the Chinese Valentine's Day...

...

Why……

Until her death... she was still chanting this poem, and she was still chanting the full song.

And my infatuation... did not relieve her sadness."

"..." The woman was silent for a moment, then gently comforted him, "It's because she doesn't have that blessing, I won't blame you."

But unexpectedly, the exchange was for Qiao Naihe's retort: ​​"What about you? Aren't you the same?"

She was speechless when she said that.

"Oh..." He paused, and then said with a sad expression, "For the past two years, I often have you held the jade flute in a daze, but you never blow it. Among those who come to ask for marriage, there are many talents, but you refuse them before you even see them. This time, when you heard that Guan Shanyue was taken to Donglinfang, everyone thought you were eager to save your son. Only I know, in addition... you are also trying to find an excuse for yourself so that you can meet him again..."

"Don't say it..." The woman took a step towards him in shame and anger, "Don't say it."

Dong Muming couldn't help but look affectionately, and looked at her silhouette and said, "That jade flute... are you still keeping it?"

"..." The woman did not look back. After a while, she suddenly curled her lips and started to sob in a low voice.

Seeing this, Dong Muming's nose also felt sore and gently twitched his nose a few times: "Yu Meng...you stay."

When the woman heard this, she still faced forward. She just quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks and yelled: "...Why did you treat me when I said that back then?"
Chapter completed!