In the early morning of the second day when the army crossed the river, a thick layer of fog rose between the heavens and the earth.

The word "crossing the river" to describe the current situation may be a bit inaccurate. Because Huan Wen's army continued to go west along the river by boat, but there were also a few small troops on the north bank to make peace with the Yan Kingdom and march west by land.

Xie Xiaoman still prefers to take the land route, and in her bones she is a "sad northerner" who will be frightened by the night rain and "not used to getting up to listen", and naturally she is not used to the constant bumps on the river day and night.

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River lingered, she had seen it for a few years, and now at this time, when she saw the fog in front of her at first glance, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, and remembered a similar scene in another memory.

Only at that time, it was haze, not fog.

Unlike today's water vapor, it is so thick that it seems to be able to fill a person's whole body, and it seems that you only need to open your mouth and take a full sip, which is enough to drink water in a day.

This is the real mist, which stagnates its fingers in mid-air, and after a long time, condenses a drop of clear and transparent water on the fingertips. The water droplets refracted the sun's dense light, exuding a flowing brilliance.

Of course, it takes a long, long time to get there, and most people don't do that.

Only the horses, who had slept well in the darkness of the night, felt a little heavy on their bodies after standing all night, as if something had happened.

So he snorted curiously, and the front hoof on his right side was lightly gouged, and his body shook, and he shook a drop of water from a horse's mane.

It's like you've just come out of the bath.

Xie Xiaoman looked at this scene and felt a little funny. So he shook his body as well. Sure enough, there were drops of water running down his cheeks and arms.

It can be seen how long she stayed outside at night.

It's something she wouldn't do before.

Whether it was Xie Xiaoman, who first embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. Or Xie Xiaoman, who later learned that his life was short, would not do such a thing.

When Xie Xiaoman was on the top of the moon, he climbed a tree, picked a comfortable place on the middle branch, and sat down.

She didn't have many ideas, what she wanted to do, or anything like that, but she suddenly felt like she wanted to do it. And so it was done.

It's just that even Xie Xiaoman himself didn't expect that sitting in such a cat-like daze would be half a night.

Wait until she comes back to her senses. The fog was already thick like white porridge, and the morning sun that was first vomiting in the distance had just risen, but the heat brought out was not enough to melt this piece of fog, so an inexplicably beautiful picture appeared in front of Xie Xiaoman's eyes.

It's a bond of light and moisture. Sometimes cohesive. Sometimes scattered, sometimes detached.

From a certain angle, light occasionally becomes a water droplet, diffuse like a water droplet, suspended in the air, like a shadow.

Light and water intersect, each echoing the other's appearance, turning into a bizarre world.

The world seems to be slightly sticky to the touch. But it exudes a refreshing taste, and it is so comfortable that people can't help but sigh.

Light was scattered through the gaps between the branches and leaves. Originally, it was supposed to be one after another, but at this time, because of the obstruction of water vapor, it spread out in all directions, like an embankment that is being washed by the current.

Droplets of water from the horse's mane splashed in midair, piercing the sunlight as if shattering the light, and flowing out a slick of purple and red colors.

Not far away, the smoke of the cooking was already rising one after another, with a faint smell of burning, and it came with an extremely light wind.

Xie Xiaoman knew that in a short while, this burnt smell would turn into a mouth-watering aroma.

The food in the army is not good, but it is just a stomach. It's just that for someone who has been in a daze all night, something like this is enough to arouse her appetite.

The stomach barked three times, Xie Xiaoman yawned, looked down at the horse shaking his head and tail to eat forage, and his heart was calm and even the wind and rain were isolated.

The forage was not broken up, and the pieces were placed one by one next to the simple horse pen, and the horses were not comfortable to eat. But after a few vague chews along the side, he became angry, flicked his tail, stamped his front hooves, and let out a suppressed chirp in his throat.

I don't know if I heard it, or if it was just at this customary time, Murong Ke, who was wearing soft armor, walked over, rubbed the neck of the black horse, picked up the grass rake next to him, and broke up the grass materials.

The black horse looked pleased, and spun around twice, its beautiful mane fluttering, stirring the fog around it.

The camp was still quiet, most of the people had not fully woken up, only the cooking class and those on duty at night were walking around.

The sound is there, but it is small, faintly coming from all directions, as if it is whispering, and the listener is not happy, but with a strange beauty.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the black soft armor on Murong Ke's body, and felt that if there was no morning light now, he would have to fall into the night.

Murong Ke's whole body was black, black armor, black riding boots, black scabbard, and black, loose and tied hair.

Only his skin is fair, even whiter than the word "fair", and it seems to be much whiter than ordinary Jiangnan women.

Especially the black of this body, which makes his face like a bright moon.

The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, this sentence can not only describe Jia Baoyu.

The forage was scattered, and the black horse ate it happily. Murong Ke sprinkled another handful of beans into the manger, and then he rubbed the horse's neck, patting its muscular back from time to time.

Xie Xiaoman couldn't see his expression, but subconsciously felt that Murong Ke must have tenderness written on his face at this moment.

"This guy has been with me since I was a kid. I delivered the baby. Murong Ke didn't look up, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

Xie Xiaoman looked around, except for her, there were no other figures around.

"You see me?" Xie Xiaoman blinked, his legs drooping down from the branches, and he was a little listless.

"yes." Murong Ke raised his head and smiled in return.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the face reflected in the misty background, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and then he regretted again: "You look like this, it's good to eat with your face, why do you still want to come out to fight?" ”

"Eat by your face?" Murong Ke was slightly stunned for a moment, and he still spoke very seriously, "I, the children of the Murong clan, naturally have to take the great responsibility of the country as my own responsibility, where can I indulge in lustful dogs and horses." ”

Listening to his words, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but think of something, blinked his eyes and asked, "Uh, is there anyone in your family named Murong Fu?" ”

Murong Ke frowned slightly, and became even more handsome: "As far as I know, there are one hundred and eighty-three people in my clan, and I haven't heard of anyone with a single name and a compound character...... Who are you looking for? I have a large population, and many of them may have nicknames that I don't know, but if I need them, I can send someone to check them carefully......"

"No, no, no!" Xie Xiaoman didn't expect this guy to be so serious, so he hurriedly waved his hand and smiled, "But just ask casually, I think this name is very good." ”

"Is the word 'Fu'?" Murong Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, "Fu, back and forth, I don't know what's good?" ”

Xie Xiaoman's eyes widened like copper bells, she didn't expect that the person she casually provoked could have such a serious temperament. I had to subconsciously say nonsense: "The past cannot be admonished, but the coming can still be chased." Whoever forsakes me, he shall not remain in the day of yesterday. Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today. Coming and going, of course, is good. ”

When Murong Ke heard this, he thought about it very seriously, and couldn't help but nod and said: "The previous sentence is from your Han people's "Analects", that book is very good, and I often urge the monarch to read it. But the latter sentence seems to have never been heard. At first glance, it sounds like there is some phonological rhyme, but the content seems to be ...... What is the beginning of an article? It's not exactly like the article ......"

Xie Xiao's head was full of black lines, and he always felt as if he had met something terrible.

"Hey, are you like that, too?" Xie Xiaoman sighed and waved his hand to interrupt Murong Ke's thoughts.

"What?" Murong Ke was stunned.

"That's ......" Xie Xiaoman pointed to his whole body, "Such a nerd look?" ”

Murong Ke just wanted to reply seriously, but Huan Wen had already turned out from behind the woods.

"Heh, in this world, I am afraid that you are the only one who dares to say that Yan Yun will be a nerd."

Huan Wen said with a low smile, and his hands were still busy.

Xie Xiaoman subconsciously went to look, this guy was actually tying his trouser belt!

"You, you...... What were you doing? Xie Xiaoman looked behind Huan Wen, his face slightly pale.

Huan Wen shrugged his shoulders and looked disapproving: "Of course it's unraveling." ”

Then he looked at Murong Ke again and said with a smile: "General Murong got up so early, didn't he also take a fancy to the mountains and rivers here, and wanted to take advantage of the tranquility to solve his personal problems?" ”

Xie Xiaoman's face turned darker, and his hand trembled slightly at Huan Wen: "You are a person, do you have a sense of public morality!" You're destroying nature! ”

"So what to do? Isn't it convenient to be in your own tent? Huan Wen Dale put on a disdainful expression again, "You women are really troublesome, you have to pretend that you never eat and drink Lazar." ”

"Then you should at least change places! I know I'm here! Xie Xiaoman was so angry that he couldn't wait to jump down and smoke Huan Wen.

"When you untie your hands, by the way, you can still listen to the two of you flirting. Such a cheap good thing, why don't I do it? Besides," Huan Wen was beaten and picked up the phoenix eyes, "You also have to take care of this kind of thing?" And you, a little counselor, do you have to be in charge of the head of this general? ”

"Hit your sister's love! Scold a ball! Xie Xiaoman casually broke a branch and threw it at Huan Wen!

"Ouch!" Huan Wen said lightly, "You look like this, General Murong will not like it!" Where would anyone like a savage girl's house! (To be continued......)