Such a big saint lord ended up crying with a piece of clothing that had not yet been completed!

Old Madam Su had the heart to get the dress back, but Yun Mo kept holding it and didn't let go. The old lady www.biquge.info had no choice but to look at the Nine Princes as if she was begging for help.

Nangong Qingye coughed lightly twice, stretched out his hand and pulled Yun Mo up, "It's not early, Mo'er, let's go back! Don't disturb the old lady's rest again!" After that, he left with Yun Mo.

So, the dress was blatantly taken away by the two of them.

Old Madam Su snorted and returned to the main house, the old man had just gotten a piece of writing, and was admiring it there, when he saw that Madame was back, he immediately stepped forward to offer treasures, "Don't say anything else, just the word Emperor Chu, there is everyone's style! The word is like his person, just right! No wonder he Nanchu can become the head of the four countries!"

Old Madam Su took the words, and without even looking at them, she threw them into a ball and threw them into the corner! "Hmph, thief! No wonder Xiao Feng'er doesn't want him!"

Old Man Su ran over to pick up the paper ball in distress and spread it out carefully, "Who is this messing with you? And you are angry with my words!" "It's just too much!" However, Old Man Su remembered that in the past, Mrs. lost her temper, so he didn't dare to talk more, at this time, it is more wrong to say more, don't get caught on fire is the most important thing! It is best to be angry with the enemy, and accompany Mrs. to scold each other, so that Mrs. can dissipate her anger as soon as possible!

"It's not the holy prince of Nanchu!" The old lady thought that the clothes she had embroidered for more than half a month were taken away without even saying a word, so she was angry, "I originally thought that after embroidering it in the past two days, I would send it to Xiao Feng'er, but now there is no fun! I really don't know if the little baby has a change of clothes!"

Old Man Su pursed his lips, and said in his heart that her Murong Lingfeng's clothes could fill a room, and she was afraid that she hadn't changed it? Since the little son of the Murong family was born, he has never worn the clothes that his daughter-in-law made for him. The old woman's mind is all on the little guy, and Old Man Su doesn't say it, but he is also quite jealous in his heart.

The old lady pointed to her father-in-law's nose and scolded Yun Mo a few words, and finally lost her anger. As soon as the old lady's anger disappeared, she began to speak fairly, "Don't mention it when you throw away and rob my clothes, this holy prince is also a talent." Thoughtful, extraordinary, and tender, I told him that when Feng'er was still alive, his strings of tears were not fake! The most important thing is that this holy prince is really good-looking, handsome enough, domineering enough, worthy of our little baby!"

In the old man's mind, he automatically put Yun Mo and Murong Lingfeng together, and couldn't help but nodded, it was indeed quite a match!" "So, he passed the test?"

The old lady shook her head, "Heh, he has more passes to pass!"

Nan Chu and his entourage of 200 people stayed in Su Mansion for one night, and Su Fu did his best to entertain them. However, there was no feast in the world, and they were going to pack up and leave early the next morning. Old Man Su personally sent them out of Jingxiao City and pointed them out the direction to Yelin City. Before leaving, the old man cheekily asked Emperor Chu for a painting, but he didn't mention the whereabouts of the previous one. Emperor Chu laughed, didn't ask more, and wrote three more words for the old man. The old man was holding Emperor Chu's ink treasure, and his eyes were so smiling that he couldn't see it!

They waved goodbye to Old Man Su and headed towards Yelin City, and the road was unimpeded. Chu Jin leaned over to Yun Mo and looked at him with a smile, "How about it?" Maybe the little boy is in the Nine Deaths Valley, and you are about to meet!

Without waiting for Yun Mo to express his position, the Sixth Prince, who was walking with them, smiled, "Do you still want to enter the Nine Deaths Valley? The sixth prince patted Chu Jin's shoulder, this kid was still too naïve, "Get ready to sleep in the tent tonight!"

Sleeping in tents, of course Chu Jin is not afraid, they have spent most of their lives in military tents when they march and fight. However, they are, after all, the head of the four countries. Shouldn't a big country be hospitable when it comes to visit?" "Nine Deaths Valley is so unfriendly?"

The sixth prince shook his head with a smile, "It's not unfriendly, it's just that in the eyes of Yelin City, we are no different from ants, and we can't get into their eyes at all!" "Who will still be friendly with ants?" "Besides, the huge Nine Deaths Valley, in the final analysis, is just Xiao Feng'er and her master Su Jinling, but Xiao Feng'er received Xiao Jiu's palm again, that is a real cold palm, how powerful it is, Mo'er, you know better than me." If this palm goes down, Xiao Feng'er will have half a life even if he doesn't die. They are too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they have the energy to entertain us?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere around them immediately became gloomy. The Ninth Prince glared at Nangong Qi, he really couldn't open any pot!

Emperor Chu shook his head and played a round for him, "The Nine Deaths Valley is indeed sparsely populated and not hospitable. Spread the word, and be cautious in your words and deeds when you arrive in Yelin City! You will not be treated as some foreign envoy and let you, don't cause trouble! If someone has a problem, Lone can only leave him behind and solve it by himself. We must leave Yelin City and go to Xuantian City early tomorrow morning!" "After all, there are only seven days left before the competition in Xuantian City, and there is a long way between Yelin City and Xuantian City, and there is a mountain forest in between, so it is not possible to reach it in one step!"

After two doses of vaccination, when the Nine Deaths Valley only sent a housekeeper to take them to the post house to rest, everyone was already mentally prepared. When the butler had finished explaining his story, he turned around and left, keeping a straight face the whole time, as if he was very reluctant to talk to them.

The sixth prince raised his eyebrows - see it, I'll say that the Nine Deaths Valley looks at us like ants, right!

They can also be given a place to live so that they don't have to sleep on the streets, and they are already very satisfied!

Nan Chu's team only rested in Yelin City for one night before setting off and continuing to march towards Xuantian City. From Yelin City to Xuantian City, they had to climb a high mountain, and the mountain road was rugged, and they walked very carefully every step. The ladies also got out of the carriage and walked forward, and this feeling of being down to earth was much better than riding in a bumpy carriage.

After a day's journey, they were halfway up the mountain. Emperor Chu ordered to find an empty place to set up camp. The men set up their tents, and they planned to stay here for the night.

Everyone was tired of the day, and after dinner, they all went to sleep in their tents. Yun Mo and the Nine Kings of Emperor Chu slept together, and there was no difference between monarchs and ministers in this environment. Twenty people selected from the nine horsemen slept in the front and back of the main tent to protect the Chu Emperor.

Yun Mo had been absent-minded since dinner, the Ninth Prince poured a glass of water and handed it to him, reaching out to probe his forehead, "What's wrong?

Yun Mo shook his head, he couldn't say it, but he was very flustered.

Emperor Chu also put down the map in his hand and looked at his chest with a frown, "What is in your clothes?

Because Yun Mo was wearing a thick cloak just now and was inconspicuous, now that he had removed the cloak, the faint light inside just made Emperor Chu look at it.

Yun Mo himself found out. He took out a necklace pendant from his clothes, which was the twin knot they had obtained in the Niangniang Temple in Xuzhou Mansion. The last time the twin knot glowed and was hot, it was when the little boy was calculated by the black scorpion old demon and fell off the cliff. Yun Mo intuitively felt that the abnormality of the twin knot this time was also related to the little boy.

Yun Mo ran out of the tent, surrounded by their people. Most of them haven't rested yet, a few people are chatting around the bonfire in a circle, and some people are preparing for the competition in Xuantian City.

Yun Mo walked past these people, and everyone stopped to greet him. He just nodded in response, but his mood became more and more depressed. He looked from the end of the tent to the end, one by one, but still did not see the man he was looking for. At this time, even the twin knot regained its calm, as if everything before that was just his delusion.

When Emperor Chu and the Nine Princes saw him return to the tent dejectedly, they knew that he had returned in vain again. The Nine Princes are not good at words, so in this case, they can only pat him on the shoulder to express comfort. Emperor Chu is much more able to speak than Nangong Qingye, "That old lady Su has told you with certainty that Feng'er is still alive." As long as she is still there, you will definitely have a chance to meet again, everything is just a matter of time!" Emperor Chu sighed, "The men of the Nangong family are all planted on a love word. Long-term affection is sometimes a kind of torture. "I think there are more than a dozen brothers in his family, but few of them are truly happy, this is also a curse!

It was late at night, the bonfire was extinguished, and everyone slept, except for a few who kept vigil.

Everything was quiet, Yun Mo pillowed his arms and opened his eyes in the dark, not knowing what he was looking at, maybe he was just in a daze. He always felt that something was going to happen, and he was disturbed. Yun Mo remained open until the second half of the night, when everyone was asleep, he suddenly heard a slight sound. The voice was hidden by the thunderous snoring, but it couldn't escape Yun Mo's ears. He frowned, what was approaching them?

Yun Mo gently rolled down from the bed, slipped to the bedside of the Ninth Prince and Emperor Chu, and called them up, "I'll go out and see what's going on, Uncle Huang, Uncle Nine, be careful!"

Nangong Qingye grabbed his coat and put it on, "I'll go with you." ”

When the uncle and nephew stepped out of the tent and looked at it, they were dumbfounded.

There are not a few vigilant people, many people got up when they heard the movement, and by the way, they also called the people around them, and everyone came out with weapons to take a look, and suddenly gasped - the mountains and forests in the middle of the night should have been pitch black, but around them, countless green spots of light appeared. Anyone with a little common sense knows that they have encountered wolves.

Emperor Chu also walked out of the tent, he looked around, and frowned, "It seems that it is a wolf pack for the winter, and we have encountered it by rounding up the prey! This wolf, if not tens of thousands, must have several thousand." "There are only two hundred of them, and they are by no means a match for wolves. If it is a hard match, there will be countless casualties, and in the end, it will end up with a lose-lose situation, which is really not worth it. "Is there any way to get rid of them?" The best-case scenario now is that the two sides can not fight each other and the wolves leave on their own.

However, in this deep winter season, there are already very few prey, and it is not easy to encounter such a large group of "reserve food", how can the wolves give up easily?

"Why don't we send someone to talk to them?" Wu Hao still had the heart to joke at this time. However, what he said is also reasonable, the other party is an animal, so you can't reason with them, right?

Nangong Ning hid behind his father and looked around with some fear. In comparison, Song Xiao, who was the same age as him, seemed much calmer. In the past three years, the experience on the battlefield has indeed made Song Xiao grow a lot. "They're also very hungry, why don't we give them some of the food we brought, and they have something to eat, will they leave?" Song Xiao proposed.

Wu Zhen smiled, "It's still a child! When will the animals know enough? If you give it all our food, they won't let us go!"

"Then what should I do?" The reason can't be explained, and they may not be able to fight, and they are really in a dilemma now.

Some of the civilians could no longer hold on and drew their swords. Those who can come here are not bad seeds, even if they can't rush out in the end, they have to give it a try, strong men are going to die on the battlefield, how can they be defeated without a fight?

The sound of the sword caused the wolves to be uneasy, and the wolves began to stir, approaching them step by step.

This time, even Yun Mo and the others took up arms, and their warriors stood on the periphery, surrounding the woman and Wen Sheng inside. Even at this moment of life and death, human beings still can't give up the psychology of protecting their young.

The wolves also hunched their backs and bared their teeth. Both sides are ready to fight, just waiting for the moment, and war is on the verge of breaking out.

At this moment, a low flute sound suddenly sounded in the forest.

The sound of the flute is like flowing water, subtle and deep, illusory, and detached, but it lightly steals the attention of both parties. Not only the human side, but even the wolves raised their heads and listened carefully to the sound of the flute.

At this moment, a wolf with snow-white fur stood on the top of a high cliff and let out a howl to the sky, and the wolves echoed the sound of the snow wolf, and also let out a wolf howl. It's terrifying in this dark, cold mountain forest.

However, to everyone's surprise, the wolves did not attack them, but retreated into the deep forest and disappeared.

Only the snow wolf did not go. It lowered its head and looked in the direction of the wolves just now, only to see a white carriage with cold air coming out of the mountain forest. The cart was drawn by four tall white horses, which looked very beautiful and mighty, and were more expensive than the horses they rode.

There were two little girls sitting on the front of the carriage, one of them was wearing orange and yellow, and the other was lake blue, one warm and one cold, with their playful appearance, it was even more attractive. In Nan Chu's team, some of the five big and three thick men couldn't help but whistle at them.

The Nine Princes looked at the carriage with slightly meaningful eyes—the sound of the flute that had just made the wolves retreat came from this carriage.

The carriage came to a stop in the middle of the procession. The little girl in orange and yellow clothes jumped down from the rut and said in her voice as clear as a yellow oriole, "You are so bold that you dare to come to the Wolf Valley." If it weren't for my master passing by today, you would have deserved to fill the wolf's belly!"