Her hands were warm, warm.

Emperor Xuanyuan was excited, and the scene of purple clothes standing up in front of him shook in front of him.

An indescribable sourness welled up on his nose, and Emperor Xuanyuan slowly closed his eyes, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

"Not really. ”

It's that he's too greedy.

Knowing that no one wants to get close to him, knowing that no one wants to, he still has extravagant hopes......

Even the loyal Han Crow didn't stay because of the family mission?

"Xuanyuan Emperor Hong," Mu Yi shouted in a low voice, touching Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's ice-cold ankles, Mu Yi was taken aback.

Is it because it's too cold?

The system didn't urge her to appease the task object, Mu Yi thought that she had guessed the correct answer, and sped up her pace to go down the mountain to the village, where they were greeted by an honest-looking old couple.

The old couple stood at the gate of the courtyard with a little oil lamp, and when they saw Mu Yi and the others, their faces showed a hint of joy.

Greet the group into the house.

There are two chicken coops in the yard, and there are two human-tall piles of hay next to the chicken coops.

The old peasant couple led them into the hall.

There was a square table in the room, on which were placed seven or eight rough porcelain bowls with openings, and in the porcelain bowls were yellow buns, and in the dishes were a few few green vegetables.

As soon as the prisoners saw the meal, they pushed Mu Yi and Xuanyuan Dihong forward and rushed in, grabbing the yellow bun with their bare hands and gnawing on it without any image.

Mu Yi frowned.

She has no interest in competing with humans for food.

Thinking of the young man on his back, Mu Yi moved to the table.

As soon as the prisoners saw her approaching, they all subconsciously avoided the bravery before her.

Mu Yi took two steamed buns with an expressionless face, poured a bowl of warm water, and carried Xuanyuan Dihong out on his back.

It's a little too quiet.

Mu Yi stood at the threshold of the hall and quietly looked at the pitch-black thatched roof, and after a while, he lifted his feet and went out, carrying Xuanyuan Dihong on his back to the rest room that the old peasant couple said.

The rest room is a bit rudimentary, and it may leak on rainy days, and the walls are covered with yellowing water stains.

Mu Yi was not used to touching unfamiliar quilts, and naturally he didn't want Xuanyuan Dihong to lie on an unfamiliar mattress, so he used internal force to fan the bed and quilt, and carried Xuanyuan Dihong out of the house.

Hold some hay mattress.

Ever since Mu Yi stopped at the threshold of the hall, Scarface has been paying attention to Mu Yi and Xuanyuan Emperor Hong.

He always felt as if Mu Yi had sensed something.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Yi carried Emperor Xuanyuan out of the rest room and walked straight towards the haystack, and his eyes suddenly showed a fierce light.

Originally, I wanted to wait until they fell asleep before doing it...... It seems that they can't wait to die!

"I can't help it!" just as Mu Yi's fingers were about to touch the hay, the old farmer rushed out, ran to Mu Yi's side, and pleaded, "My lord,"

The old farmer pleaded with a sad face, "I beg your forgiveness...... It's a dry place, and it's hard to find a single grass root nearby...... These hayes were found by the little old man with great difficulty, and they were used to repair the house......"

Can't touch it?

Mu Yi turned his head and quietly looked at the old farmer with gray hair and black Yintang.

This man will surely have bad luck tonight.

Mu Yi's gaze was straightforward and sharp, and she glanced at it, as if she had been skinned and peeled off her bones and looked at it repeatedly.

The old farmer was trembling at her's eyes, and almost knelt down, so he quickly changed his words tremblingly, "...... Big, grown, how much hay do you need? The little one will help you hold ......."

"No need," Mu Yi looked at the yellow bun in his hand, muttered for a moment, and tucked the bun into the wide cuffs.

Mu Yi turned out a piece of purple jade from his waist, and there was a hidden brilliance on the purple jade, which was very exquisite.

Without waiting for the old farmer to exclaim, the purple jade flashed and disappeared.

Mu Yi blinked, and her purple pupils turned into black and gold vertical pupils.

In this pupil, the old peasant's sad expression was stunned, and his eyes gradually lost their lustre, and he was as dull as a marionette.

Mu Yi turned around.

Looking at the tall haystack, Mu Yi suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "You and your wife left with this jade pendant, walked along the north, went to Yangcheng, and sold it to a merchant named Xuwu." ”

"Yes. The old peasant mechanically responded to Mu Yi's words, and pulled the old woman who had stood aside at some point to another house.

After a while, the old peasant and the woman came out with two burdens,

The old woman cautiously glanced up at Mu Yi when she went out, and happened to meet Mu Yi's indifferent eyes, the old woman took a cramped breath and smiled awkwardly.

"Let's go," said the old woman, and without waiting for the old woman to speak, the old farmer pulled her and walked towards the courtyard gate in a daze.

At this hour, most of the surrounding villagers fell asleep.

The thin monkey rode a horse with a face and pretended to 'patrol' the village, and came back with two jugs of wine, just as he collided with the old peasant couple who had gone out.

"You—" The thin monkey looked back and forth at the old woman, and after confirming that she was the one who was on the line with him, he wondered, "Where are you going?"

Purple Yi had clearly noticed something was wrong.

Scarface saw everything in her eyes, and at this time she went back to no avail.

They have already decided that she has leaked secrets, and when they kill someone, Scarface will definitely not let her go!

It's just that she's dead, her husband is so wronged, he doesn't know anything!

The restless old woman raised her head, looked at her stunned husband, and secretly made up her mind, "Go back to my lord, there is not enough food at home, my husband and I will go to Yangcheng to buy some more." ”

After speaking, the old woman did not wait for the thin monkey's face to answer, and pulled the old farmer away in a hurry.

Seeing that the old farmer and the two left smoothly, Mu Yi hugged a handful of hay, didn't look at everyone, and carried Xuanyuan Emperor Hong back to the house.

The shadow of the walnut branches in the yard was reflected on the haystack, and the thin, pointed branches swayed, and the shadows of the trees moved away, revealing the cold-blooded face hidden in the haystack.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain heavily.

Outside, there was a sound of sonorous and dense footsteps, and Emperor Xuanyuan was leaning against the window, looking at the shadowy courtyard through a thin layer of window paper.

Listening to the voice, there were about four thousand people.

In order to solve such a useless son as him, he actually sent 4,000 elite soldiers, and Concubine Xun couldn't help but look up to him too much.

Emperor Xuanyuan laughed to himself.

Now, there is only Ziyi by his side.

Xuanyuan Dihong turned around.

Ziyi was looking down at the palm-sized black stone in his hand.

The shape of the stone was very familiar, and it looked like some of the black stones he had placed on the cart.

But if you look closely, it's different.

The piece on the purple-clothed hand was much smaller, but it had a faint golden glow.

Emperor Xuanyuan's dark eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.

Where did those extremely heavy black stones go?

Mu Yi, who was looking at the stone, was also a little puzzled.

This black stone, hidden in the cuff by the original body, felt a little familiar to her inexplicably.

Even kindly.

It's as if it was a part of her.

Mu Yi frowned.

The fragments of the original body mentioned this stone in their memories - this stone was the material that the original body found for Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's sword.

"Purple-"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and there was a faint sound of a bowstring tauting, and Xuanyuan Dihong pressed the goosebumps that popped up on his arm, and forced himself to call calmly.

With a 'swoop', sharp arrows burst through the air.

Emperor Xuanyuan was shocked, and before he could react, he was pulled into his arms by a slender hand.

Mu Yi had a cold face and threw the sharp arrow in his hand the same way.

There was a slight 'poof' sound outside the window, and the sharp arrow pierced the human body, and the archery soldier planted it from his horse.

Mu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the stunned young man in his arms, and stuffed the sword embedded with purple broken jade into his hand, his face was rare and stern, "Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, take the sword." ”