"Since you have forgotten, you are no longer A Yu..."

Jiang Xiaoyu chewed this sentence repeatedly, and always felt that the previous entanglement between Mo Yuan and Jiang Yu was not as simple as she thought.

But she didn't have the heart to pay attention to this now. Seeing Mo Yuan's figure moving away, she quickly called Xiao Xia over:

"Xiaoxia, please help me see this - have you seen these places?"

Jiang Xiaoyu unfolded the mysterious map he found last time on the table. Things in this world still need familiar people to advise, and Xiao Xia is the one who is trustworthy around him.

Xiao Xia frowned slightly and stared at him for a moment, and soon gave the answer:

"Senior sister, does this look like the back mountain of our sect... You see, this is a bamboo forest and a stream, but I have never seen this red Luoshen flower... Senior sister, that Luoshen flower..."

"The Luoshenhua is not important... Thank you Xiaoxia! Go to the kitchen to help me get some food, and let's study it carefully."

Jiang Xiaoyu found a reason to send Xiaoxia away. After all, she did not intend to tell Xiaoxia the story about Luoshenhua. She couldn't say that she was investigating the cause of Jiang Yu's death.

Seeing Xiaoxia go to the kitchen, Xiaoyu quickly packed the map and prepared to go out alone to the back mountain.

Perhaps, she is one step closer to the truth.

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But shortly after leaving the house, Jiang Xiaoyu regretted that his intestines were blue...

When I went out, I didn’t watch the almanac series. Why did I just send Xiao Xia to the point of making a single shot? I met the person I didn’t want to meet in Beiming - Tang Xueyao again!

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh, did he have any buffs that he would encounter 100% of his female rivals when he went out?

Having said that, Xueyao was dressed so cool this time, with a well-tailored dress, which was different from the last time she flew away her hair accessories. She just tied it up, just like she had just finished practicing. Of course, the color of the clothes was much brighter than Jiang Xiaoyu.

Originally, Xiaoyu wanted to secretly hide his eyes and avoid them as much as possible, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he heard Tang Xueyao's familiar sarcastic voice: "Oh! Senior sister is back? Aren't you getting close to the rich young master, happy and comfortable? Why do you still have the intention to come back?"

"So you were following me." Jiang Xiaoyu immediately understood that Mo Yuan was disdainful of the kind of person who sent people to follow her secretly. It would be Tang Xueyao who sent someone to follow her and then reported it in a pissing way.

"I think you like to blow the wind in your ears. Oh no, Master doesn't even look at you. What kind of wind in your ears is probably the wind in your ears, and the kind that goes through the left ear and the right ear." In addition to slapping fish, the sarcastic connotation of people is also full.

Seeing Xue Yao's face flushed with anger, Xiaoyu was so excited that she was so happy several times:

"Also, I'm asking my sister for the blessing. Yesterday, Master came to me... It is said that I heard that I was traveling with the rich young master, and I was very concerned about it! I said to Sister Xueyao, is there nothing else in your mind except to fall in love? No wonder the force is so low. I would like to advise you - women should still have a career aspiration and don't ruin the foundation your father left for you."

"Stop laughing at me!" Xue Yao said, and a hint of disdain appeared on her face. "I, I recently learned a new news - I heard that my senior sister had forgotten her martial arts skills after she had lost her heart... I wanted to test it for Beiming! See the trick!"

Xueyao said, then quickly attacked Xiaoyu.

No wonder she was wearing clothes that were convenient for fighting today. She just knew that Jiang Xiaoyu had lost all martial arts skills and bullied people. But Xiao Xia was not around, so Xiaoyu was screaming in secret.

Fortunately, Xueyao's martial arts value is not high. Jiang Xiaoyu was trained by Mo Yuan's devil for a few days and could barely take on a few moves.

Seeing that he had not taken advantage of his wish, Xueyao was caught off guard and pulled out a long whip from her waist, throwing out a beautiful and terrifying curve.

"You...you don't talk about martial ethics! Who said you can use weapons!"

"I didn't say it's okay. The senior sister used to rely on her martial arts skills but gave her a lot of good looks. Why are she panicking now?"

Xueyao naturally gained the upper hand when she swung the long whip, while Jiang Xiaoyu was not diligent in martial arts and could only avoid it wildly.

She knew very well that it was the best way to escape at this moment.

This escape made Xueyao even more excited. She kept holding the whip and threw fierce whip marks on the pillars. Xiaoyu couldn't dodge, and the sleeves of her arm were torn a deep bloody hole by the whip, and she couldn't help but cover her arm with pain...

It doesn't matter if this cover is not important. Taking advantage of the pause of Xiaoyu, Xueyao aimed at her face and whipped it.

"Bang!"

With a sound of whip, Xiaoyu's cheek immediately shredded with blood, and blood dripped along his jaw:

"Don't you know if you hit someone in the face!"

"How can you teach a lesson if you don't have a slap in the face? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

Xueyao continued to wave the whip. Xiaoyu turned around and wanted to flash. He accidentally tripped onto the stairs and rolled down with a scream...

He suddenly hit the stone under the steps and fainted...

"You can't escape even if you pretend to be dead!"

Xueyao just raised her whip, but she could no longer swing it.

Looking back, Mo Yuan was raising his hand and pulling his braid, his eyes full of anger, as if a powerful aura was ignited behind him...

"Mo...Brother Mo Yuan...When will you..."

Mo Yuan did not look at Xue Yao directly, but waved his hand gently and pushed Xue Yao aside with the whip. She couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

Xueyao was about to come forward to argue, but found that Mo Yuan's eyes were completely the woman on the ground. She bit her lower lip tightly, and her heart felt a tingling pain.

Mo Yuan bent down and picked up Jiang Yu. At this time, there were blood marks on her hands and faces, and there were impact wounds on her forehead. She was unconscious with her eyes closed, and her face turned pale.

In the past, she could fight with her wounds for several hours, but why is she so weak now...
Chapter completed!