Lu Qingyao's eyes were turned toward the coldness of her body, and her body was so cold that it was the only little warmth on her face. Her body was instantly cold. The surprise in her heart had already made her ignore the bad situation around her. It turned out that her mother knew martial arts!

"Mom." Lu Qingyao didn't care about being shocked. A smear of water on her face immediately brought Lu people a vein. This time, she was even more shocked.

Mrs. Lu's pulse was very disordered and she had no internal strength. Her previous two palms were completely supported by a true breath.

What kind of martial arts is this? If you have a move but no internal force, you will lose your true energy after one move and half of the move, just like an empty stance, practicing martial arts just for the sake of style.

Seeing that Mrs. Lu began to tremble, Lu Qingyao helped her up and leaned against the tree trunk, took out the ice-shaping jade cicada from her neck, put a stream of true energy into her hands, and then put it on her body.

Looking around, we really came to Luming Mountain. Lu Qingyao released Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, go nearby to see if there is any place to stay. With such heavy rain and snow, we can only stay in this deep mountain for one night."

She knew the most about what was on Luming Mountain, but this time it was worse than last time. Although it was at the foot of the mountain now, the weather was bad and her mother was injured and unconscious. She dared not relax at all.

Fortunately, she brought quicksand when she went out today.

Xiao Wu crawled into the grass with a ghostly figure. Lu Qingyao pointed out a few acupoints on Mrs. Lu's chest. She wanted to use her qigong to heal her injuries, but when she thought that the place was desolate everywhere, Xiao Wu was released again. If someone attacked her while using her qigong, then she and Mrs. Lu would be really dead tonight. So she would wait for Xiao Wu to find a place to stay before talking.

She took the second pulse for Mrs. Lu again. The ice-transformed jade cicada was indeed a treasure for healing and strengthening the body. This time her pulse obviously began to stabilize.

In the cold winter, the wind and rain were thrilling. The originally thick cotton coat was soaked in rain and snow that it stuck to its body like ice. Lu Qingyao took off her jacket and thought, in this way, ordinary people would be frozen to death if they were not thrown to death.

Wringing off the clothes, she blocked her clothes in front of Mrs. Lu, covered her jacket on her body, and slowly used her skills to resist the cold. The scene of Mrs. Lu protecting her in her arms flashed through her mind, feeling sore in her heart and her eyes swelled.

My mother loved her in her previous life, but she had never been so enthusiastic. She often encouraged her to practice martial arts and told her to pass on the Wuhua Palace.

Such real and profound maternal love shocked and moved her.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiao Wu came back sizzlingly, shook his tail and signaled Lu Qingyao to follow it.

Lu Qingyao carried Mrs. Lu and carried out her light skills and walked with her hair, following Xiao Wu to the depths of the forest.

The wind and cranes were heard in the woods where they were not seen, and the grass and trees were all soldiers. She turned a blind eye, turned a blind eye, and carefully identified Xiao Wu's direction.

After flying for a while, Lu Qingyao finally saw a cave ahead, with weeds growing at the entrance.

She stretched out her hand and Xiao Wu got into her sleeve. Lu Qingyao spread her arms and jumped into the hole.

The cave was unexpectedly clean, with a pile of dry firewood in the corner. She helped Mrs. Lu lie down, found a flint from the cave, and knocked on the fire with quicksand.

It was not until the sparks of Yingying that Lu Qingyao sat on the ground, soaked all over, rained and sweated.

Looking around, the cave was only one person high, and there was a big rock inside blocking the way. She walked over and listened. A wind came and there was a way inside.

Apart from that, there is nothing else in the hole.

Lu Qingyao remembered the secret room of the Ten Thousand Death Cave with white bones. I wonder where the passage behind the stone leads to? It seems that Luming Mountain is not a good place, there are traps everywhere.

After a little rest, she began to exercise her skills and regulate her breathing for Mrs. Lu. Xiao Wu crawled at the entrance of the cave, supporting her body vigilantly.

After a stick of incense, Lu Qingyao put down Madam Lu with a slightly panting. Madam Lu's face began to turn rosy and her breathing gradually became stable.

After confirming that Mrs. Lu was fine, Lu Qingyao leaned against the cave wall and closed her eyes to rest. Although the mind was hustle and bustle tonight, she adjusted her breath and forced herself to calm down and accumulate energy.

The firewood was burning loudly, and there was still a storm outside, and I guess I couldn't stop for a moment.

After a nap, Lu Qingyao suddenly woke up and saw Xiao Wu staring at the distance with alert. Her heart sank, jumped up and wiped out the fire.

Squatting at the entrance of the cave, Lu Qingyao held the sand in her hand tightly, with a bizarre sound in her ears, and her eyes were blurred, so she closed her eyes.

The person who came has a deep internal skills. He could walk on flat ground when walking in the rain at night, and his breath didn't even stop. He seemed not in a hurry to rush, wandering in the dense forest like a wandering in the garden, slowly walking in this direction.

Lu Qingyao turned around and looked at Mrs. Lu who was sleeping, pulled out her red brocade squid to cover her mouth and nose, and then applied some grass ash on Mrs. Lu's face. Then she returned to the entrance of the cave and pointed at Xiaowu, indicating that it would stay here to protect Mrs. Lu for a while, and then she calmed her breathing.

When the visitor was about to approach the entrance of the cave, Lu Qingyao jumped out and landed lightly on a big tree not far away like a nightingale. The branches swayed twice in the wind, and a rustling sound came.

The change in voice successfully attracted the visitor, and only a low laugh was heard, and a man wearing a silver mask leaped onto the branch opposite.

Lu Qingyao looked at the man standing with his hands behind his back, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Why do men always like to wear masks to show themselves? This is true for one, and so for two.

Lu Qingyao forgot that she always covered her face with a light gauze, and it was no different from a mask.

"Who is the girl and why do you come here in the middle of the night?"

The other party spoke first, his voice was even colder than the snow and rain in winter.

Lu Qingyao's fingers wrapped around a strand of black hair on her chest, and casually squeezed the rainwater from her hair down. She was upset. The clothes that had finally dried were getting trendy again, but he was wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat.

Seeing that she was silent, the man's voice became heavy again, "If you don't say it, I guess the man in the cave would be willing to say it."

Lu Qingyao experienced heavy rain and snow on this day, and was injured after falling off a horse. Now she was wet and sticky and uncomfortable, and her stomach was hungry. She had already run out of patience and was on the verge of an outbreak.

After being threatened by this, the nameless fire rose in his heart and sneered disdainfully, "If you want to ask me, you will win me first."

The man obviously didn't expect her to be so arrogant. He instantly released a chill around him, and pulled out a long sword from behind and pointed it at Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao did not want to get involved with him too much, so he just took a palm, and the wind of the palm brought a tide of water to the other party's life gate.

The man snorted coldly, and his toes came up to him. The sword energy dispersed the tide of water and turned out a circle of water dizzy. He used the force to fight, and the long sword penetrated through the water dizzy and stabbed towards Lu Qingyao. The water droplets around him condensed into a force and shot towards Lu Qingyao together.

Lu Qingyao leaned back and walked almost against the sword body. With a wave of his arm, he knocked off the fierce water droplets. His index finger and middle finger were put together, and he bounced off his sword.

The man took two steps back, turned around and bullied him up again. The sword wind was sharp and the sword energy was innocent. The leaves were broken into pieces and fell in trouble.

Lu Qingyao dodged left and right in the air without responding, and her clothes were graceful, as if she was swimming in a dragon.

The man attacked more fiercely, with his moves that were ruthless to death. His deep internal force made the sword in his hand like a strong wind and waves in the heavy rain, setting off waves.

And the look under his silver mask gradually showed a hint of appreciation. The woman's strength should not be underestimated by being able to escape from his sword so easily.

At the moment, I was also focused on it.

Lu Qingyao finally stopped dodging. She had led the man away from the cave, not afraid that he would make any attempt.

She turned around and stepped onto a big tree trunk. The man held the sword and stabbed it. Lu Qingyao leaped intently, and his toes were on his sword. The man had already flown to his head and slashed at his sky spirit cover with his backhand.

The man's eyes deepened and his reaction was very fast. He inserted the sword into the trunk with a clang, and a pushback avoided her palm wind.

He couldn't help but praise, "Good skills."

Lu Qingyao thought to herself: Auntie, I haven’t tried my best yet.

Thinking of this in my heart, he was more cautious. This person's move was like flowing water, or like a gust of horses and wind walls. His internal strength was solid and he was decisive in killing.

In this way, the two started fighting again with bare hands.

After hundreds of rounds, Lu Qingyao played with a bit of joy. She had not met such a strong and upright opponent for a long time, and her martial arts skills were above her.

The masked man also looked shocked. No matter what, he never expected that the girl in front of him who had not yet grown up would have such a powerful martial arts. Not only did her moves sometimes be strong and sometimes soft, but her ruthless moves also made him feel jealous. Some people were even more cruel than him, and they would leave no way out when they made moves. The other party seemed to be more courageous as they fought, looking like they were still unsatisfied.

If you continue fighting, it is probably dawn.

At this moment, the red gauze on Lu Qingyao's face was blown up by the wind, revealing her delicate and small chin, her eyes were shining with stars, and a red circle appeared faintly between her forehead. The man paused his hand and suddenly asked, "Are you the boy in the cave of ten thousand deaths that day?"

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