Hundreds of miles outside the lonely mountains, between the mountains and forests, the green trees are shady, and it is no longer a rotten wood.

A man stood in it, holding a crimson longbow in one hand, and below him was a woman in a famous purple costume, this woman was scarred all over her body, and there were many deep wounds that could be seen in the bones, but fortunately, the bleeding had been stopped, because the cultivator's physique was better, and her breathing had returned to steady at this time.

"It's really thrilling, and when it comes to thanking this Thunder Tiger Clan, alas, it turns out that the Arrow Demon can really speak to a certain extent? After breathing a deep sigh of relief, Mu Wenxuan secretly thought to himself that at this time, his afterglow suddenly swept over the silver feather feather that was upside down on the ground, and his heart was full of fear: "What is going on with this silver feather feather, the attack just now seems to be able to penetrate even the sky..."

When he thought of this, Mu Wenxuan lowered his head and looked at the red Blazing Flame Flow Bow in his hand, and sighed secretly, because he found that tens of thousands of small cracks appeared in the bow body of this Blazing Flame Flow Bow, which was already very hard: "I still can't think about it, it is as strong as the Blazing Flame Flowing Bow can't withstand the Silver Feather Ling, what kind of artifact can it bear?"

Before the words fell, the Blazing Flame Flowing Bow shattered into powder all over the ground, which made Mu Wenxuan's expression tense, and hundreds of thousands of gold coins disappeared like this, so it was no wonder that he was not distressed.

"Want Want.. At this time, the little furball behind Mu Wenxuan suddenly woke up, jumped to the ground very excitedly, wrinkled his nose vigorously, and then his face became full of excitement, and he began to taste the red powder all over the ground frantically.

Mu Wenxuan was a lot more pleased to see this scene: "Hehe, don't really say it, there is a waste utilization here." ”

Time passed quickly, Yanyue was always asleep, without the slightest intention of waking up, Mu Wenxuan was fine, leaning on the ancient tree and looking at the little furball leisurely, it was still full of excitement tasting the red powder made of the Blazing Flowing Bow, I have to say that the material of this Blazing Flowing Bow, even if it was shattered, still exuded a powerful star arrow.

In the middle of the night, the little furball finally absorbed all the red powder, but at this time it suddenly curled up, and then the black hair on its body emitted a faint red light, and then it gradually petrified, becoming as hard as a corpse, without the slightest heat.

"It's... What's going on?" Mu Wenxuan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly picked up the little hairball, but no matter what, he couldn't wake it up, the little guy's whole body was cold and stiff as a stone.

Mu Wenxuan was completely frightened, he didn't want to see the little hairball have an accident, remorse grew in his heart, and secretly hated himself for letting the little guy eat the red powder, just at this time, the palm holding the little hairball suddenly came from the puff, puff faint jumping feeling, which made him excited at first, from this point at least prove that the little guy is still alive, at least the heartbeat is still there, he took a deep breath and took it back to his chest.

"This little one... Wouldn't the little guy also fall asleep, right?" Thinking of this, Mu Wenxuan was first relieved, and then lost: "Alas, alas... Phantom Lao is asleep, and now even you are asleep, and you have left me, hey..."

In an instant, loneliness and loneliness swept through the body, and the fallen leaves sounded.

......

In the early morning of the next day, the dazzling light made Mu Wenxuan slowly wake up, and his long mental concentration really made him feel tired.

He was stunned the moment his eyes opened, and then hurriedly stood up, only to see that his eyes were empty, and he was no longer in sight of the Yanyue girl.

"This son, are you awake?" Just when he was flustered, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came from behind him, which made him hurriedly turn around, and in the next moment, he looked down, and what caught his eye was a devil's figure, bumpy and convex, a beautiful woman with chest and hips in front and back, dressed in purple clothes, who else could there be besides Yanyue.

This Yan Yue's face was full of deathly sadness, and the most striking thing was her eyes, which were obviously rinsed, but the bags under her eyes were still very obvious and swollen.

Blinking stupidly, Mu Wenxuan hurriedly responded: "En... Eun, wake up, wake up. ”

"Quack quack, Childe is really funny, little girl Yanyue, thank Childe for saving his life, I'm afraid in this life... There is no repayment in this life, and if there is an afterlife, be a cow... To be a cow and a horse will also .." When the words came here, Yan Yue choked, she really couldn't say a word, and she couldn't lift any mood at all.

It's no wonder, no matter how strong and majestic she looks on the outside, after all, she is a woman, the Yan clan is her home, and every person in the Yan clan is her relative, presumably there is no pain in the world that is more painful than seeing the death of her best friend and relatives, and the pain that pierces her heart.

Suffering from the pain of life and death, the current Yanyue couldn't find any joy of being reborn, and she even looked forward to the fact that she had just died in the chaotic battlefield, silently, and let herself go to pay tribute to the undead of her fellow clan.

"Oops... Miss Yanyue, why are you still crying? Mu Wenxuan was speechless for a moment, he couldn't stand this the most, and suddenly became confused: "I, I.. I didn't say anything in return, really, don't mind, don't mind, right... My name is Mu Wenxuan... You can call me Brother Mu or Wen Xuan... Childe's really can't stand it.. Oh, you don't..."

Before the words fell, Yan Yue cried even more violently, and the whole person suddenly threw herself into Mu Wenxuan's arms, at this moment she really couldn't bear it, and she needed a shoulder for herself to rely on.

Dumbfounded in place, Mu Wenxuan had nothing to say after he stiffened, he also understood the despair and emptiness in Yanyue's heart now, sighed deeply and let her fall into his arms, and secretly thought to himself: "Oh, I'll go, what's wrong with this recently, Peach Blossom is lazy, don't forget that Fan An knows, otherwise you have to pinch your ears and turn around, it's not enough, Jincheng has an extra wife Tang Xuexian, and Shu Xianhui by her side, this Yanyue, hey..."

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but crooked again in my heart: "Don't you say that you are actually quite attractive." ”

Not long after the time passed, Yan Yue gradually calmed down, apologized after leaving Mu Wenxuan's arms, and slowly sat down: "I really don't have the face to return to the Yan clan again, sooner or later, sooner or later, I will have to avenge Grandpa Yanlong and them, and wash Liu Shizong in blood." ”

Looking at this scene, Mu Wenxuan knew that Yan Yue's hatred for Lu Shizong was completely ingrained from this moment.

"Miss Yanyue, I... I want to ask you, the Ice Bone Skull, and the Soul Ring Secret Realm that you are talking about, what are these? And what kind of relationship do you Yan Clan have with the Lu Shizong? Why has the Chenyun Empire never had your footprints?" Mu Wenxuan hesitated, then slowly sat down and asked.

But before the words fell, Yan Yue's whole body trembled, her eyes suddenly contracted, one hand turned into hot magma, and she got up directly and forced Mu Wenxuan's neck: "Who are you? What do you want to know about these things?"