The two fought hand-to-hand, and did not hurt the killer. ＊

The sand curtain saw that the two of them didn't fight hard, so they stood aside and watched a wonderful performance, if no one bothered them.

Ahead was a bottomless abyss, opposite a towering mountain, and the valley in the middle was shrouded in mist.

At this time, Xiu Chenyan had already caught up, and he didn't look like a wolf. His shout woke up this rather harmonious scene, he was not as quiet as the sand curtain, and immediately drew his sword and stabbed at Jun Lan.

"Don't hurt her." Ling Han saw that Ling Ran immediately grabbed his sword hand, and this momentary change made Jun Lan get out of the way, and a sneer appeared on his face hidden under the veil, like a galloping deer disappearing into the mountain after a few ups and downs.

"Luo'er."

Ling Hanluo stared at the direction in which Jun Lan had disappeared, and his expression was solemn.

"She seems to be deliberately avoiding you?" Sha Mujue took off the folding fan in his waist, shook it a few times, and slowly walked to Ling Hanluo's side. Ling Hanluo also discovered this question, and before he could ask Sha Mu Jue a question, Sha Mu Jue said the answer first.

"If you want to know what she looks like, I can draw her." Speaking of which, this woman still impressed Sha Mujie very much.

She seemed to be no stranger to the sand curtain, looking through him as if she were looking at another person, neither friend nor foe.

Ling Hanluo looked at Sha Mujue, did not nod or shake his head, just glanced at him to express his acquiescence. Sha Mu couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he was really stubborn and made people want to hurt, and his posture of asking for help was so arrogant. In the blink of an eye, Sha Mujue began to reflect on himself again, as if people didn't say what they asked for at all.

"Luo'er, it's getting dark."

The fog began to rise in the mountains and forests, and the sky gradually became dark, and the occasional wolf howl spread far away in the mountains, and a cold wind blew straight down.

"I don't know how far I've run, and I'm afraid it's not easy to turn back."

Ling Hanluo touched the fluff of the little fox, there is a little fox that will not get lost in this mountain, but when the sky gets dark, the mountain will soon be dark, and I can only sleep in the mountains today.

"Little fox, I have to trouble you, go back and inform Zonglan, and let them meet us at the next market." The little fox tilted his head and screamed, and he didn't know if he understood Ling Hanluo's meaning, only to see him whining a few times and running towards the forest very reluctantly.

The three of them found an open place and lit a fire. Xiu Chenyan grew up in the forest, and hunting game was a piece of cake for him, and soon a pheasant roasted on the fire made a zizzling sound.

Ling Hanluo's appetite has never been high, Xiu Chenyan handed him a chicken leg, and he just ate two bites casually, thinking about the woman he met during the day.

"Luo'er, is it not to your taste?" Xiu Chen saw that Ling Hanluo had lost his appetite, and thought that he was probably not used to this kind of life of sleeping on the mountain. The game in the mountains is only roasted, and it has no taste.

Ling Hanluo's eyes shining brightly in the firelight, he looked at Xiu Chenyan and shook his head.

"Wait, I'll go find some wild fruits." Xiuchen ran towards the forest, he also had some understanding of the surrounding terrain when he caught the pheasant just now, and happened to see a tree with wild fruits. Ling Hanluo wanted to stop him, but opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

The sand curtain beside him let out a low laugh, he threw away the bones in his hand, took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the grease on his hands.

"He likes you."

Sha Mujue lowered his head, occasionally looking up at Ling Hanluo's expression, his eyes were full of lively smiles. Ling Hanluo didn't answer, and Sha Mu saw that he was silent, and he smiled even more heartily.

"You know that he likes you, but you accept his care so comfortably, can it be that you like him too?" Sha Mujue chuckled a few times, and then looked at Ling Han for a long time. Ling Hanluo's appearance was hazy in the firelight, the firelight flickered in his eyes, he lowered his head slightly, and he didn't know if he was listening to the laughter of the sand curtain.

Sha Mujie looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars, he was not a person of etiquette, he lay on his back not far from the fire at will.

When Xiuchen came back from picking fruits, Ling Han was stunned and didn't say a word to Sha Mujue.

"Luo'er, this fruit is very sweet, I have tried it and it is not poisonous." Xiu Chenyan took out the fruit of Hong Shanshan in his arms and wiped it on his clothes a few times at will, regardless of whether Ling Hanluo minded handing it to his eyes or not.

Ling Hanluo slowly took the red fruit from Xiu Chen's hand, held it in his hand for a long time before sending it to his mouth under Xiu Chen's expectant gaze, and only took a light bite, when the sweet and sour feeling in his mouth spread, as if he loved it, Sven ate it.

Xiu Chenyan sat beside Ling Hanluo, and casually threw one to Sha Mu. Sha Mujue likes to laugh again. "Even I have a share, and it looks delicious."

The originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and soon it began to rain. The three of them had no choice but to travel all the way to find a place to shelter from the rain, and fortunately they found a good cave to settle down, but the time was not too early to toss down this way. Fortunately, the three of them were all people with extremely high internal strength, and they didn't look for branches to make fires, so they passed the night.

Early the next morning, when the three of them walked out of the mountains and forests, their clothes were spotted, and there were even fallen leaves wrapped around their hair.

The sand curtain painting skills are not superb, but the people he paints are vivid. He was confident in his memory, this woman was about thirty years old, she didn't apply powder, her appearance was unparalleled, and her green hair was like a girl, which was easy to remember.

Sha Mujie confidently handed the painted portrait to Ling Hanluo, he guessed that Ling Hanluo must know this person, but Ling Hanluo's expression was not abnormal in the slightest after seeing the person on the portrait, he just put the portrait on the table, and then walked out of the room.

There are many questions about why a thirty-year-old woman dresses up as a girl, and it can be seen that in this world, it is impossible for a woman to be thirty and unmarried. What is the relationship between her and Ling Hanluo? Who is she? Who is Ling Hanluo?

Xiu Chenyan usually looks like an old city, but his mind is not simple, he knows that Ling Hanluo's reaction is not like not knowing the person in this painting, but they have a lot of relationship, and the bends in this are definitely not something that ordinary people can guess. He caught up with Ling Hanluo, but Ling Hanluo turned around and locked him outside the house.

The sand curtain leaned against the door frame and smiled at him, making Xiu Chenyan feel like a cold wind was blowing in his face.