Accompanying Shangguan Yu, Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er, no one dared to be too casual, all their gestures were trembling, getting up early and going to bed early every day, Shangguan Yu did whatever they did, no one dared to provoke, this high-ranking hall master.

Hungry and thirsty, Xiaoxing stayed overnight, Shangguan Yu was a master among the masters, he was vigorous and resolute along the way, running faster than a thousand miles of horses, and Murong Jiejie and Lin Xian'er were tired enough, which saved even the time to travel in the mountains and rivers.

It is said that Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to be in the mountains and blue sky. Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er, this time they were immersive, they really had a deep experience, not to mention that it was rugged and difficult to walk, not to mention that there was no good weather, in addition to enduring hardships was to suffer, in their opinion, where was this trip to save people, it was simply to be sent to the army.

Within a few days, they entered the dense jungle, and the vast field of vision was restricted, which made people feel a little depressed, even when the sun was shining, they could not see ten feet, and it happened to be rainy and rainy, and every day at noon it poured down, so their journey had to be slowed down.

Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er had never been to Shudi, and they didn't know where to go from Emei or Qingcheng Mountain to get there, so they had to follow Shangguan Yu for some reason.

The lush woods, covered with traces of early autumn, are the joy of traveling, and the beautiful scenery can sway people's moods. Rough, dark, and muddy make people feel evil, while the sun, breeze, and flowing water make people feel clean.

The trees are towering into the sky, the birds are singing and the clear river flows briskly, and the sun shines on the rocks along the river, reflecting a dazzling white light. On the sparkling surface of the river, a dead tree covered with moss floats. A chipmunk is looking around on dead wood, not knowing if it's looking for food or trying to get out of it.

Lin Xian'er's sword came out of its sheath, setting off a shocking wave, the chipmunks were frozen into ice, and the fish in the river were also swept to the shore.

Taking advantage of Shangguan Yu's meditation and pranayama, Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er, how could they miss the delicious meal at their fingertips. They've been hungry for days, and now they're finally able to feast on it. Both of them are owners who have no meat and are not happy, and if they don't eat meat for three days, they are afraid that they will get sick.

Lin Xian'er set off a stormy wave, which completely turned Murong Jie into a soup chicken, he didn't have the time to care about such a trivial matter, and no matter how deep the river was, Lisuo flew into the river and picked up all the chipmunks and fish.

In order not to delay things and be able to enjoy the delicious meal as soon as possible, Murong Jie couldn't wait, disemboweling all the chipmunks and fish, and cleaning them with river water. At this time, Lin Xian'er also found a lot of dead branches and prepared to light a fire to roast chipmunks and fish.

If they want to make a fire and cook in the deep mountains and old forests, they don't need to look for any fire folds, and the Red Lotus Blade is a ready-made fire fold.

Murong Jie was busy lighting the fire, Lin Xian'er skewered the chipmunks and fish on the Xuanbing Sword in turn, the Xuanbing Sword was not afraid of fire, it could be burned in the fire, with the help of the power of the Xuanbing Sword, the chipmunks and the fish would not be baked.

The two world-sleds were reduced to their cooking utensils, not only did they not think that they were destroying the heavens, but they felt that this was their blade, the most correct way to use it.

Under the red-faced blade and the Xuanbing sword, the roasted chipmunk and fish meat really have a unique flavor, although there are any seasonings, the natural aroma of the meat is also irresistible to me.

The two of them were full of food and drink, lying by the river and napping, and the nine-tailed silver fox and the little long-eared monkey also ran out at this time, picking up the leftovers around them.

After all the wind and dust all the way, Murong Jie felt very tired, but there was something in his heart, and he couldn't sleep.

Murong Jie stared at the river in a daze, and Lin Xian'er beside him seemed to be asleep. Suddenly, he felt an anxious inexplicable call, as if something had invaded his consciousness in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

It was a real feeling, not like an illusion out of thin air. Murong Jie's heart was a little weak, he didn't understand why he felt this way, he looked back at Lin Xian'er beside him, Lin Xian'er seemed to be still sleeping soundly.

He didn't know if the feeling was good or bad, but it made him thirsty. There seemed to be something nearby, some danger, some soul, some unknown, he couldn't speak, but he just felt that there was something nearby. He felt very uneasy, fearing that this concern would become a reality.

But what could there be? Everything here is very quiet, quiet mountains, quiet water, quiet jungle, quiet rocks, only the singing of birds and flowers and the song of yoyo deer, if there are any uninvited guests, it should be the two of them, the starving ghosts who killed lives, they have only been here for an hour, could it be that the ghosts of chipmunks and fish have come back for revenge?

Murong Jie thought about it for a long time, but didn't come up with anything. He took a deep breath to calm his mind.

Murong Jie swallowed his saliva, he thought that the inexplicable worry just now might come from Shangguan Yu, or Lin Xian'er beside him, after all, Shangguan Yu was his father-killing enemy, and Lin Xian'er, who seemed to be close, Murong Jie also didn't know anything about him.

Murong Jie didn't want to think about those terrifying things anymore, now he didn't have any way to change the status quo in front of him, but he was at least an optimist, he liked pleasant things, if he was sad every day, and he didn't forget that his family was ruined, I am afraid that he would have been forced out of his illness a long time ago.

Murong Jie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but he instantly felt like a mang on his back, and a black shadow seemed to appear behind him, with a fire burning in his eyes.

Murong Jie immediately stood up, he didn't dare to look back to see what was behind him, and he couldn't help but want to turn his head.

Murong Jie held his breath and decided to look back. Murong Jie turned his head timidly, but he didn't see anything behind him.

The sky had completely darkened, and the darkness obscured Murong Jie's vision, but he could be sure that there was nothing behind him.

But just now, he clearly felt it, could it be just his hallucination, because he had been traveling for a long time for several days, and he had never been able to take a good rest, and his body had already been unable to bear it, so he had this strange hallucination.

Perhaps his worries were unnecessary, when he lived in Sizhaotang all these years, Murong Jie not only learned a lot of exercises, but also learned a lot of life experience.

Murong Jie had worked as a porter in the kitchen of Sizhaotang, and he knew that the smell of blood left by chipmunks and fish was likely to send a danger signal to the beasts in the mountains and forests. Those bloody predators are likely to smell the blood, and many beasts are very keen-eyed with the smell of blood.

Murong Jie didn't dare to make a mistake, so he immediately washed away the blood stains left by the river water, threw the innards of the chipmunks and fish into the river, and re-lit the bonfire that was used for barbecue just now, so as to dispel the beasts that might smell at any time.

Lin Xian'er slept very soundly, and Shangguan Yu had already settled down, it seemed that they would only wake up tomorrow, Murong Jie was busy with all this, and leaned under the plane tree tiredly.

Sometimes, he really felt sad for his incompetence, he had never seen his mother, because when he was born, his mother died in childbirth, and only his father depended on him, although his father has always been very strict with her, but this is also because of his father's love for him.

But now that he killed his father's enemy, he didn't have the courage to attack him to avenge his father. Murong Jie secretly swore that one day he would pay for his blood debts, and one day he would reorganize the Murong family to comfort his father's spirit in the sky.

Of course, he knew it wouldn't be easy, but he didn't know how hard it was. He didn't know if he could really realize his dream, his only hope was to make himself stronger, and let his cultivation surpass the four hall masters, only in this way could he avenge his father, otherwise his final destination could only be self-destruction.