Luo Chuan put his hands in the fold and saluted: "I've seen the saint." ”

The centurion even knelt on the ground and said in a loud voice: "Welcome to the Holy Maiden!"

His voice pierced far away, and the people in the camp were stunned when they heard it, and they froze in place, not knowing what to do.

For a moment there was absolute silence in the camp.

Who is the centurion's name?

Saint!?

At this time, the fire was burning in the camp, and it was time to eat, and I don't know whose rice bowl fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of "pop".

Only then did everyone wake up, and they hurriedly ran out of the camp, knelt neatly behind Luo Chuan and the centurion, and then bowed down to the two figures that were slowly approaching in the distance and kowtowed.

"We meet the Holy Maiden!"

Looking at the neat movements of those soldiers and formation masters, Feng Xiaohan said with a smile: "I don't see it, you are quite prestigious." ”

Meng'er said softly in a voice that only they could hear: "I am a saint, the pearl of the grassland, in terms of status, Sister Meng'er is the first person under the sword saint, and only you, a nerd, do not care about other people's identities." ”

Feng Xiaohan said: "What you said is not right, if I am a nerd, then aren't you even as good as a nerd?"

Meng'er snorted softly.

Behind the hill, a five-foot radius of snow had completely disappeared, and the land had been lowered by two inches by the two men's competition, revealing a patch of hard, frozen soil that looked much like the strange circle described in some anecdotes.

It's just that it's not the visitors from the sky who leave this strange circle, but the two of them.

Six out of ten of the remaining breath in the strange circle are sword intent, and the rest is sword intent.

Meng'er wanted to pout, but suddenly thought that there was someone watching in the distance, so she suppressed this thought and whispered, "You just won narrowly, don't be too complacent." ”

Feng Xiaohan smiled and said, "If you have a chance in the future, you will be convinced." ”

The two came to the vicinity of the camp, and Luo Chuan stepped forward to lead the horse for Meng'er.

The centurion thought about it for a moment, and also stepped forward to take the reins of the horse that was cold and cold.

In his opinion, since this young man walked side by side with the saint, regardless of before and after, he thought that he should be a friend of the saint and could afford to be treated like this.

Meng'er looked at the people who were kneeling down and said in a gentle and calm tone: "Flat, warriors of the steppe. ”

This scene seemed to Feng Xiaohan to be quite old-fashioned, but he still restrained the urge to laugh.

The soldiers crowded around them and entered the camp.

The centurion set up a banquet in the main tent to welcome the arrival of the Holy Maiden.

"We live in a remote corner, the facilities are simple, only some animal meat and spirits can be used, please don't dislike the holy woman and the two adults. ”

"It's okay, that's good. ”

Meng'er looked at his weather-beaten face and said, "I've been stationed here for a long time in the bitter cold of Xinjiang, and I've worked hard for you." ”

The centurion was recognized by the saint, and he couldn't help himself under the agitation of his heart, and almost lost his temper, so he hurriedly said: "Defending the foot of the cold mountain and protecting the grassland without worry is a matter within my own responsibility, so I naturally have to do my best." ”

Meng'er picked up the wine glass and said, "Well said, this bowl of wine will reward you." ”

The centurion's fingertips trembled slightly, and he took it and drank it all, thanked him and then retired.

He was the biggest official in the world, but he knew that there was no place for himself here.

Meng'er breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her chest, and said, "Every time I see an outsider, I have to pretend to be holy, but I'm tired of Sister Meng." ”

Luo Chuan said lightly: "This is your business, so naturally you have to do your best, just like guarding the Hanshan ban is the person's business just now." ”

There are formations in the tents to ensure that their conversations are not overheard by outsiders, so they can have no scruples.

"By the way, what happened to the great monk that day?"

Meng'er suddenly remembered this and asked, "What did the alliance ask him to do?"

Luo Chuan said: "Master Huiyuan is the junior disciple of the abbot of Yiya Temple, he has profound Buddhism, extremely high seniority, and is especially good at pathology. ”

Meng'er raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who is it for?"

There are countless capable people on the grassland, and naturally there are miracle doctors, but the sword saint invited a monk from the Central Plains to come over, proving that even the grassland miracle doctor was helpless about the disease.

It also shows that the person who gets sick is very important.

Luo Chuan glanced at Feng Xiaohan and did not speak.

Feng Xiaohan put down the leg of mutton in his hand and asked, "Should I avoid it?"

Meng'er said: "He is his own person, no scruples." ”

Luo Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "Chen Shaoying is sick, and it is very serious. ”

As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent, except for the sound of someone breaking bones and sucking the marrow, as if he didn't realize that the name seemed to represent something bad.

Luo Chuan said: "This is a good thing, but also a happy event, you should agree." And Chen Shaoying is a talented man and deserves anyone. ”

Meng'er's face was frosty, and she sneered: "But he's going to die." ”

"He thinks so too, so his trip is not what you think, on the contrary, he thinks the same as you do, and intends to oppose it. ”

Luo Chuan said: "But the alliance leader disagrees, so this matter is a foregone conclusion, and no matter how much you hide, it will be useless." ”

Meng'er said: "I hate scholars, especially him. ”

Luo Chuan said: "No, you just hate that agreement between the elders of the two of you. ”

Feng Xiaohan put down the broken leg bone, and remembered that she had said something similar before she came to Zhongjie Mountain.

But what does Luo Chuan's words mean?

Meng'er looked at him and said seriously: "I won't agree no matter what, not to mention that the other party is still a dying person." ”

Luo Chuan also looked at her with the same gaze, but his tone was very flat, and said, "So I'm here, and your trip should be over." ”

Feng Xiaohan cleaned his hands with a towel dipped in hot water on the table, and the more he listened, the more confused he became, what does this have to do with himself?

Meng'er looked at Feng Xiaohan, and suddenly her eyes lit up and she thought of some possibility, her face suddenly turned slightly red, and she said slowly: "I...... There have already been candidates. ”

Luo Chuan just picked up the wine glass, froze in mid-air, looked at the two of them in a daze, and said with some difficulty: "Could it be that it is what I think?"

Meng'er said, "So what?"

Feng Xiaohan finally couldn't help it and asked, "Forgive me for being unreasonable, what are you talking about?"

Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The holy woman didn't tell you?"

Feng Xiaohan asked, "Say what?"

"Many years ago, the old man of the Chen family, who came to the grassland when he was young, joined forces with the alliance leader to fight with a certain demon who came out of the cold mountain, and the strength of the two sides was very different, but he still succeeded in killing the other party under the knife, which was the famous battle of the alliance leader. But it was also at that time that Old Man Chen blocked three fists and one palm for the alliance leader, causing the meridians to rupture and almost killing him as an incurable injury, which seriously affected his cultivation career, and to this day there is only a complete cultivation of the catastrophe. ”

Luo Chuan explained: "Back then, the two seniors became brothers and made an agreement. ”

Feng Xiaohan said slowly: "Finger belly for marriage?"

Luo Chuan nodded and said, "Yes, the most outstanding descendants of the opposite sex on both sides will become husband and wife." ”

Feng Xiaohan shook his head and said, "Even if it's reasonable, this plot is too old-fashioned. ”

Meng'er snorted lightly and said, "Who said it wasn't?"

Feng Xiaohan remembered one thing, and suddenly said, "Then you are the daughter of the Sword Saint!"

In Bianzhou City, Feng Xiaohan once asked Meng'er: What is your surname?

At that time, Meng'er replied: I'll tell you if I win.

In the competition behind the hill just now, Feng Xiaohan narrowly defeated the other party by half a move, but he forgot to ask afterwards.

Now it's finally known.

It turns out that Meng'er's surname is knife!

Everyone in the world knows that the leader of the grassland alliance, that is, the contemporary sword saint, takes the knife as his surname, and cultivates his whole life to a knife word.

Knife Dream!

Very interesting name,

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself, could it be that the knife also dreamed?

The next moment, he remembered something more important and asked, "Then the candidate you just said is a sweetheart?"

Meng'er said lightly: "Not bad." ”

Feng Xiaohan glared and asked, "Who is so unlucky?"

For some reason, he was a little uneasy, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Luo Chuan glanced at him and said a very rare witty word.

"Guess. ”