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This is the rule that Chen Ziyuan gave to Mu Yichen, the carriage is too ostentatious, and with the foot strength of the two, it should be much faster than the horse stepping on the snow. So Mu Yichen didn't think much about it, so he responded.

The sky was dark, but the moon was not bright, and the two of them performed their own light work in the hazy night. Duan He's light skills were practiced hard from the mountains, and after being chased by tigers for many years, he developed an excellent foundation. Later, after the master's allocation, it has been completed, even if a master who has been specializing in light skills for many years comes to compare with Duan He, Duan He will not be inferior by half a point.

So under the moonlight, Duan He could often be seen walking and standing for a while, waiting for Mu Yichen to follow.

"Duan He, I didn't expect you to be so good at light work."

"That's nature, if it weren't for this light work, I would have died on the mountain that year."

"How about telling me your story?"

"If you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it."

In the night, the two walked away quickly, and Duan He slowly told his story. Mu Yichen in front of him is his good friend and his savior. Duan He didn't hide anything, and said everything word by word about his apprenticeship, learning, etc.

Mu Yichen just listened quietly and did not answer.

After walking all night, the sky turned from hazy to dark and hazy, and the two came to a place that they were not very familiar with and stopped.

Duan He calculated the distance in his heart, and he was afraid that he had traveled more than 200 miles last night. But even then, it would take a full ten days to get there.

"After a night of walking, let's find an inn to rest." Mu Yichen proposed.

Duan He did not object, and the two of them found a small inn, hastily ate something and opened two rooms to sleep.

It was night again, and Duan He woke up from his sleep with a slight pain in his body. He was so seriously injured that he could have recovered under the care of Ju Siliang, but then he didn't know where he went, and he was never heard from again. After walking two hundred miles last night, Duan He only felt that his body was not as light as before, and he was afraid that he was not completely well.

"Where has the Doctor gone?" Duan He rubbed his sore feet and thought.

Suddenly there was a wheezing sound outside the house, the sound was rapid and wild, but it was a little crisp.

"It's a good horse." Duan He closed his eyes and listened, the wheezing sound was so powerful, the horse was definitely not bad.

After getting dressed and carrying his luggage, Duan He walked downstairs. As soon as he arrived at the door of the inn, he saw Mu Yichen standing outside the door, and there were two horses standing beside him, Mu Yichen was combing the horses' hair and comforting the two horses.

"It's really a good horse."

Duan He immediately understood what Mu Yichen meant, needless to say, the horse in front of him was used for the two of them as a writer. Through the night, you can see a red horse. Duan He touched it and was very satisfied.

"This horse is good, I jumped two strong horses, and we will ride them tonight." Mu Yichen said.

"This is good, and it can save some energy like this, otherwise I am afraid that I will not have the strength to deal with something if I really encounter it." Duan He quipped.

"Don't say that, that's what I'm worried about. This journey must be dangerous, and we must not be careless. ”

Duan He comprehended and chatted with Mu Yichen a few more words. The two men mounted their horses together and continued their horses northeast.

The night was solemn, and the things that accompanied Duan He and Mu Yichen were these two horses. The two of them chatted along the way, and the horse's wheezing added a lot of brilliance.

As I walked, the sky was bright again. The two rode to a wood, and the grass and trees on both sides were still there, but the leaves had already fallen.

Mu Yichen looked around, most of the leaves in the woods had disappeared, and this was not a place for Tibetans. beckoned Duan He to dismount and find a tree root to rest.

"Walking like this, I don't know when I'll be able to get there." Duan He sighed.

"It's fast, we're not slow, we'll be there in a few days." Mu Yichen said.

Duan He squatted next to a tree and grabbed a ball of snow on the ground with his hands. The snow struggled in his hand for a short moment before turning into a puddle of water.

"You say, I used to be a number one person in the rivers and lakes, and you were also a reclusive master. The two of us just keep a dart like this, won't we be laughed at by others? Duan He suddenly asked.

Mu Yichen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "What's the matter, maybe we will embark on a career at this time." ”

The two of them laughed loudly, and after a while they stopped talking about anything, and each sat down under the tree to rest.

The most feared thing in the snow is lethargy, and once you fall asleep in the snow, you may never wake up. The moment before death will bring great warmth to people, and that kind of warmth can eliminate the cold on the body, but it is life.

Mu Yichen and Duan He each closed their eyes, secretly activated their true qi, and concentrated the heat in their chests to adapt to the cold weather, saving some physical strength by the way.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the wind swept up the snowflakes on the ground and fell lightly on Duan He's body.

Duan Hemeng's eyes opened.

This wind is not an ordinary wind, although the wind is gentle, there is a trace of murder hidden in it.

Mu Yichen, who was sitting opposite Duan He, seemed to have noticed something abnormal, opened his eyes and looked around, and grabbed the sword in his hand.

"I don't know who is here, if there is something to talk about in detail, please talk back then, why hide like this?" Mu Yichen roared.

In the midst of the snowstorm, a person suddenly appeared.

The man had a jade-like complexion, clear eyebrows, and looked like a small child. Wearing a dress made of fox seeds, he slowly walked towards the two.

Duan He slowly stood up, holding the sword in his hand. The martial arts of the person in front of him must not be bad, otherwise he would not be able to appear in front of the two of them so simply. The family background is certainly not bad, and the clothes on the body are pieced together with the softest and warmest piece of fur under the fox's mouth. Such a person must have extraordinary martial arts.

"I heard that the imperial court found someone to protect a dart, and invited a master from outside the world. Today, it seems that the two of them are also worthy of their reputations, so they can discover my existence. The man said respectfully.

Mu Yichen handed over the sword to his left hand and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Tai is joking, the two of us are just passing by here, and we will rest here for a while if we are tired." ”

"You can't hide it from others, if you don't get the news, how can I stop you two here!"

The man ignored Mu Yichen's words and walked straight over.

"Oh? Brother Tai doesn't believe what we say? ”

The man did not reply, but drew closer, his hand twitching from his waist and drawing a steel whip. Hard, thick and out of place for him to look at.

"This is a must-fight, then I'll accompany you."

After Mu Yichen finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and greeted him.

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