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The next day, when he slept until three o'clock in the morning, Murong Yan woke up, and when he freshened up and pushed the door out, he saw that Zhang Ye was already waiting in the hall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The head of this small family has been waiting with him for a long time, this is a small family that is not even comparable to the Yang family, the people of the Murong family are here with them, just like the ministers of the Qin Mission, where do they dare to be half a point of neglect?

Seeing Murong Yan come out, the head of the family hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Murong Yan is a princess, her face is resolute, her little face is slightly raised, and she gently raises her jade arm, which can be regarded as a courtesy.

"You step down first, you don't need to serve here!" Murong Yan lightly opened his lips and said lightly.

"Yes! Murong*! The head of the house answered, lowered his head slightly, and took two steps back before turning and leaving.

Seeing that the head of the family had retreated, Murong Yan then pointed out her little tongue at Zhang Ye, who was looking at her with a playful expression, and said with a coquettish look: "Brother Ye, people are hungry early, is it okay to eat with Yan'er?" ”

"Okay!" Zhang Ye responded: "After eating, let's leave immediately!" ”

After eating the meal prepared by the family, the two walked out of the door of the family and saw that the people of the Murong family had already packed up and were waiting at the door.

On the road again, Murong Yan was not as anxious as before, touring the mountains and rivers all the way, watching the scenery and chatting, and he could not travel more than 100 miles a day, so he had to rest.

With Zhang Ye, a super master, walking all the way, Murong Yan was still in a hurry, and there was no one who didn't have long eyes and dared to come to fight the idea of the pill in her bag.

Along the way, Murong Yan chatted with Zhang Ye and chatted happily.

Although Zhang Ye was in a hurry, he couldn't urge others to hurry, so he had to put down his mind and walk slowly with her.

The Murong family is more than 1,000 miles away from Qixia Town in a straight line, plus the people in the martial arts are used to walking mountain roads and going around, this walk is more than ten days.

Zhang Ye had the intention to let the old driver drive the flying wolf over, and directly sent his own people over, and then thought about it, even if he rushed over, then Murong Gongzi might not be able to go back, and he walked slowly on this road, maybe he could meet him.

Thinking of this, he walked slowly with Murong Yan with peace of mind, no longer caring about the passage of time and the white clouds.

Half a month has passed, Zhang Ye and Murong Yan are becoming more and more familiar, Murong Yan is even more admired when he learns that Zhang Ye is really not a child of a famous family, but from the world, and he pesters Zhang Ye every day to talk about the novelties outside.

A house taller than a mountain, a big iron bird that can fly, and a big iron ship about the size of an island are all so magical in her eyes.

The relationship between the two has also become closer and closer, and Murong Yan has been holding one of Zhang Ye's arms from time to time to point out.

Finally, on this day, Murong Yan hugged Zhang Ye's arm and shook it very excitedly: "Brother Ye, look, we can see where your Murong family is located after we pass the forest in front." ”

As soon as Zhang Ye heard this, he pulled her to walk a few steps quickly, and saw that there was a vast lake in front of him, and Murong Yan pointed to a small black dot in the lake from a distance and said, "Look, that is Gusu Island, where our Murong family is located!" ”

Zhang Ye didn't wait for her to give the signal to call a boat, but just picked up Murong Yan with one hand, and the whole person was like a piece of flying catkins, floating onto the water, and as soon as his feet borrowed his strength on the water, he floated again, all the way to the island in the middle of the lake.

Murong Yan's heart "poofed" and jumped wildly, putting her face in the crook of Zhang Ye's arm, and returning like this, her own closeness to Brother Ye, I was afraid that she would be looked at by the clansmen on the island, and she was extremely ashamed.

However, she couldn't hide in the end, and when Zhang Yeyi jumped onto the island, there were already dozens of people waiting there with swords in hand, shouting, "Who are you? Unexpectedly, without being informed, I landed on Gusu Island, could it be that there is no one in my Murong family? ”

Zhang Ye's eyes swept around, and he saw that these people were not low in cultivation, most of them were masters at the peak of the mythical level, and there were even two super-god-level existences, the Murong family really deserved to be a first-class family in the martial arts, but these people who appeared in front of him were not comparable to the Taiji family.

"Fourth Uncle Qian, don't do it, I'm Yan'er!" Murong Yan couldn't help it, so he had to shout in a low voice, and raised his head from Zhang Ye's arms shyly.

As soon as these people saw that it was Si* who had returned, they immediately put away the weapons in their hands, and the super god-level master known as Fourth Uncle Qian smiled and said, "Who should I be?" It turned out to be four*! I don't know who this young man is? ”

Coincidentally, this Murong Yan is also the fourth oldest in the family like Yang Yujie, and is also known as the fourth*.

Could it be that the people who are called four * are all beautiful women? While complaining in his heart, he smiled and said, "Hello! My name is Zhang Ye, I was originally a martial arts idler, but I heard that Murong Gongzi was famous, so I wanted to get acquainted, and I happened to meet Yan'er on the road*, so I came together! ”

Murong Yan said: "Fourth Uncle Qian, don't you know, this time thanks to Brother Ye......"

Murong Yan was just about to tell Qian Si about his interception by the Huashan faction, when he heard a deep and steady voice coming over: "Yan'er is back, why don't you tell your father?" ”

Murong Yan turned his head in surprise, and saw not far away, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a high crown in ancient clothes, a face like powder, and a long beard floating on his chest walked over quickly.

"Daddy!" Murong Yan threw himself into the man's arms with a surprised face, it turned out that this person was the current head of the Murong family, Murong Zhong and Murong Yan's biological father, Murong Guang.

Murong Guang smiled and hugged his daughter, glanced at Zhang Ye again, and then said, "There are guests at home, you go back to the living room with me to talk first!" ”

Murong Yan was strange, he didn't know what kind of guest he was, and he deserved so much attention from his father, but he was still obedient and went to the living room with Zhang Ye.

Before entering the door, Zhang Ye's brows furrowed slightly, he seemed to smell a faint smell of blood in the air, just because he had killed too many people and was too familiar with this smell, Murong Yan just didn't know at all, so as not to scare the little girl by seeing something that shouldn't be seen, Zhang Ye pulled her hand and shook it tightly to remind her to pay attention.

Murong Yan said that he was deliberately light under the public in this hall, although he was very happy in his heart, but after all, he was a little, under the body of shame, he glanced at Zhang Ye shyly, and withdrew his hand in a panic.

If my father knew about this, it would not only be extremely embarrassing, but also likely to attract a reprimand.

But as soon as she stepped into the door, she knew that she was wrong to blame Zhang Ye, only to see that on the case in the middle of the hall, there was a bloody human head, the human head was angry and round, and the appearance was hideous, which looked very scary.

Although Murong Yan was a child of a martial arts family, he was also shocked when he saw such a thing in his own hall at first glance, but after a closer look, he found that this head actually felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

She habitually looked at Zhang Ye with puzzled eyes, Zhang Ye knew that she didn't think about it, and whispered in her ear: "The person from the Huashan faction." ”

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting on a large chair in the living room stood up, "Hehe! smiled: "Murong * returns safely, and this seat is relieved!" ”

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