Looking at the old man in the Ghost Valley beside him, Mu Zi was really a little worried about his body. Although he is an old man with strong martial arts, he is old after all.

Mu Zi originally planned to rush to southern Xinjiang day and night, Xue Da had already arranged for the replacement of horses on the way in advance, it would have taken seven or eight days Mu Zi already felt that it took a lot of time, if it was in the past, she could fly with her sword, and she could walk tens of thousands of miles in a day, but now......

"Sir, are you planning to take a carriage to southern Xinjiang?" The blood vessels on Mu Zi's forehead were jumping suddenly.

"What? Is it difficult to ride an ox cart? The old man of Guigu nodded very naturally, and went straight to the carriage that he had left at the foot of the mountain when he came.

Mu Zi took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions and said, "Do you expect that we will reach Southern Xinjiang in a few days?" ”

"A month!" The lazy voice of the old man in Guigu came from inside the carriage.

"Are you kidding me, sir?" Mu Zi said in a deep voice, the anger in his heart was about to be suppressed.

"Oh, you young people are just in too much of a hurry! Don't you know the effect of the ice beads? Don't worry, that kid can't say that he can afford to wait for a few months, or ten years, what are you anxious about? The old man of Guigu spoke earnestly and persuaded Zi.

"......" Mu Zi stared coldly at the carriage for three seconds, then turned over and got on the horse, intending to leave by himself.

"Hey, you can't leave my old man alone! Hmph, otherwise, you will bear the consequences! The old man of Guigu opened the carriage curtain, looked at Mu Zi with an impatient face, and beckoned to her, "Come on, come on, get off the horse and dismount, and I will sit in a car with the old man!" Hurry up, aren't you in a hurry to go to southern Xinjiang? Don't waste time! Hmph, otherwise I'll go back to the Snow Clan now, and just put poison on that kid or something, and that kid Xue Liu won't be able to solve it! ”

Mu Zi resisted the urge to strangle the old man, and finally got off the horse, and after getting into the carriage, he didn't say a word with a cold face.

"Hey, I said you were a headless fly, and you didn't make a plan or anything in advance, you just bumped around!" The old man in Guigu shook his head, leisurely, as if he was a different person from the thunderous old man in the Snow Clan before.

"Old man, I have been practicing medicine all my life, and I know best that this life-related matter is not in a hurry! You just want to go to Southern Xinjiang as soon as possible to find that tribe that everyone is good at, but you don't check what the last day is? The old man of Guigu glanced at Mu Zi.

Mu Zi only felt that his brain was blank when he asked him like this, "What day?" ”

"Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, have you heard of it?" The old man of Guigu said.

"Ten Thousand Flowers?" Mu Zi had only heard of any Hundred Flowers Festival, and she had really never heard of the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival.

"The Wanhua Festival is the grandest festival in southern Xinjiang, but it's normal that you haven't heard of it, because this festival is newly established by the current king of southern Xinjiang, and this year is only the third year." The old man of Guigu was serious when he talked about business, and Mu Zi's anger dissipated a lot.

"What does the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival have to do with our trip to southern Xinjiang?" This is the issue that Mu Zi is most concerned about.

"Of course it does!" The old man of Guigu glanced at her and said slowly, "During the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, all the city gates in southern Xinjiang are closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. ”

Mu Zimeng turned his head, "No one is allowed to enter or exit?" That...... When can I get in? How long does this damn festival last? ”

(To be continued.) )