Yu Guang touched a pair of clear eyes, the owner of the eyes was looking at her momentarily, a little confused in the pure pupil.

Murong Xue looked at him puzzled and said, "What do you see?"

"I think you seem to have something in mind." The man said lightly, his tone low.

Murong Xue: "..."

Can't you say it so straightforward?What do you want to say, not an adult man, but a child?The man in front of him was seventeen or eighty years old, not seven or eight years old ...

"Thank you for your pastries and water!" Murong Xue said softly, tucked the empty food container and water bag into the man's hand, and walked back slowly.

The man in front of him had clear eyes, a clean smile, and a very good self-cultivation. His hands and feet were full of unspeakable elegance and nobility. His identity must be good.

He is very familiar with the fruit trees on the mountain. He should be a native of southern Sichuan in Mingchuan, and she is a Qingyan person. Qingyan, the two countries of southern Xinjiang are fighting in an inextricable battle.

The scorching sun irradiated the earth, and the earth was cracked with cracks.

Murongxue walked unhurriedly along the path, leisurely and complacent, the man was a few steps behind her, and also went forward without haste. Murongxue walked, he also walked, Murongxue stopped, he also stopped.

Following the pace, Murongxue could not bear it. He paused and looked at him angrily, "What are you doing with me?"

"I'm going down the mountain ..." The man whispered, his clear eyes were very innocent.

Murong Xue: "..."

Well, don't blame him, they are on the same path.

"You get off first!" Murong Xue turned sideways and gave way.

"Good!" The man nodded, strode to the front, walked down the path, and stepped down, the pace was extremely light, and the ink-colored brocade fluttered in the wind, making him overflow with mystery.

Murongxue followed behind him, walking slowly, looking at the rugged trail that saw no head in front of the mountain, and no tail at the end, frowning and said: "When you reach the bottom of the mountain, keep walking along that trail. Out of this mountain recess? "

"No!" The man shook his head.

"Why?" Murong Xue was puzzled.

"There are many forks at the end of the road. Some forks lead to the town, some forks lead to the mountain, some lead to the river, and some lead to the cliff ..." the man said softly.

Murongxue nodded and understood that there were too many forks. Only when he was right could he go to a town with someone. If he went wrong, it would be impossible to go out: "Which road is leading to the town?"

"I don't know, but I can take you up the road outside the city ..." The man looked back at Murong Xue, with a pure smile, clear eyes and bright eyes, and shining eyes.

Murong Xue: "..." This person is simply a little silly ...

"How far is the nearest town from here?"

"A hundred miles or so ..." the man said softly.

"So far?" Murong Xue frowned tightly.

"Qingyan and Nanjiang are fighting. The people nearby have moved away. This is Mengshan, in the area of ​​Mingzhou, but at least a hundred miles away from Mingzhou City ..." said the man gently.

Murongxue nodded in understanding. The Qingyan Army arrived at the border gate for only a short period of time, and even hit Mingzhou in southern Xinjiang. It seems that General Zhang's ability to deploy troops is indeed good ...

Looking at the man, Murongxue's eyes flickered unnaturally. He was from southern Xinjiang. General Zhang attacked. It was his country: "There are no people around here, why are you here?"

"I come to relax ..." the man said lightly, his tone low.

"Distracted?" Murongxue looked at him puzzled: Qingzhou is a city, very big, just find a place to distract, how come he came so far outside the city?

"Where I am, there are many people who are arguing in my ears every day, very annoying, I came here quietly." The man said lightly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace, Looking up at Murong Xue: "Why are you here?"

"You and your friend got separated and came here by mistake." Murong Xue smiled gently and lied without changing his face.

Convinced, the man looked at her and said, "Are you going to town to find your friends?"

"Well!" Murongxue nodded indiscriminately: she went to the town to meet the secret guard of the Xiaoyao Wangfu, and it was not a lie.

"The town is very big. It is not easy to find one or two people. It is better to come to my house first. I have a lot of people in my house. I can ask them to help you find your friends!" The man suggested softly and looked at Murong brightly. snow.

"No need, my friend is not difficult to find, I can just find it myself!" Murong Xue shook his head in a hurry: joking, Nanjiang, Qingyan is fighting, the fire and water are not melting, how can she enter the Mingzhou City, let the city The people of Nanjiang in here help her to find the secret guard of the imperial kingdom of the hostile country ...

The proposal was rejected, and the man's eyes dimmed, then brightened again: "Then I will help you find it, tell me what the person looks like, I will help you find it soon ..."

'Swoosh!'Slight wind breaking sounded, and for men's sake, more than a dozen black men wearing black clothes and black scarves appeared out of thin air, with swords in their hands, and stab Murong Xue mercilessly ...

Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly remembered the conversation heard in the carriage. This is what the two men in black said to be reinforcements. She hadn't gone to them yet.

With a cold look, Murongxue pulled out a soft sword in his waist and was about to pierce the man in black, but they all saw them all slammed out of the air ...

She looked around in confusion, only to see that the young man on his side was somber, his delicate palms stretched out into the air, a layer of pale blue flames burning on the palms, and flew out with his flutter. Relentlessly, the black man who tried to get close to them all flew out seven or eight meters away, fell heavily on hard stones, fell to the ground and spit blood to death ...

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly: Unexpectedly, he was simple in nature, and his martial arts were so high ...

'Wow!'A sharp arrow pierced the sky and shot towards Murongxue's heart. The speed was too fast to make people react.

Seeing that it was about to pierce Murongxue, the man's eyes were awkward, and he was about to wave his hands to save people, but he saw a white streamer across the sky. To take her aside.

As Yu Yu's fingers flicked lightly, an internal force flew out and hit the long arrow. The long arrow changed its direction instantly and shot straight back, only listening to the sound of "", the arrow entered the lungs, a The man in black emerged from behind a big tree, spitting blood in his mouth, and grumbled down the mountain ...