Chapter 407 Man-eating crocodile

Running around day and night, the only thing that can be stopped is to change horses every day, replenish dry food, and the butt will stick to the horse's back.

It's rare, no one has complaints, after all, they are people cultivated by Mu Youchen, Mu Youchen trusts them, and they are equally loyal.

Mu Qianxun's body is not as haggard as day by day, emaciated as a bamboo pole, but his mental head is more than anyone else's.

Sometimes Qian Yan looked at Mu Qianxun's cold eyes, and he didn't dare to step forward, but recently, Mu Qianxun's words have become less and less, just staring at a drawing that is almost crumpled and unclear.

It's already autumn, but the rain of the Qingge tribe has no intention of constricting, and it has been raining all day long, adding a lot of trouble to the road they chose.

Walking on the road, soaking in the rain, it took a full five days to walk for half a month, and only they knew the difficulties during it.

Xueyun's horse suddenly stopped, and the group stopped, and their eyes fell on Mu Qianxun.

"Fix it up before you hit the road. ”

Mu Qianxun turned over and dismounted, stepped on the muddy ground under his feet, and walked to the side without explaining too much.

Everyone looked at each other, and they could hear a word of trimming from Mu Qianxun's mouth, which was even more rare than the sunny day of the Qingge tribe in summer, and this place was not far from the next town, why did you stop here.

Although Mo Xian had doubts, he never asked, Mu Youchen was not there, then Mu Qianxun was their only master, what Mu Qianxun said, that is, he knew that no one was more worried about Mu Youchen than Mu Qianxun.

Mu Qianxun was straight, looking at the front where he couldn't see anything blocked by the mountains, he sighed heavily, and lowered his eyebrows.

After two more mountains, it was the boundary of the drum, and it was not far from the lake on the drawing, and it was time for her to make a final decision.

But she still couldn't pay attention, she wanted to catch up with Mu Youchen's pace quickly, and she was afraid that the lake would have unknown dangers, and the gains and losses in it, the more she thought about it, the more chaotic her heart became.

Recalling Xuanyuan Xi's words before he died, a flash of panic flashed in his heart, and he reached out to grab it to his side, but he grabbed an empty one, clenched his fist and put it in his heart, his heart beat hard.

Looking back, looking at the appearance of the dark guards who were tired and unwilling to get up, their deep eyes were even more chaotic.

Qian Yan sat on the damp stone, fiddling with the scraped fabric at the corners of her skirt, looking distressed, wondering if she would have time to buy a new dress in the next town.

"Okay, don't stink! Drink saliva, don't look at you, your mouth is foaming!"

Mo Xian sat down next to Qianyan silently, handed over a pot of water, smiled and said in a pleasant tone.

No matter how heavy your heart is or how tired you are along the way, as long as you see the eyes of Qianyan, all your worries will disappear.

There is such a drag on Qianyan, and the rest of the people have a headache, only Mo Xianle takes care of her tirelessly, and from time to time hurts her a few words, so as to be happy.

He thought in his heart more than once that it would be good for her to be stupid and weak, so that he would have a reason to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Qian Yan took the water, stretched out his foot and kicked Mo Xian, and rolled his eyes:

"What are you doing so close!

"Hey, you have no conscience, you think I'm close now, there's a kind of you don't hug me tonight!

Mo Xian said and got a little closer, almost squeezed Qian Yan off the stone, and leaned his head over without skin and face.

Qianyan's cheeks turned red, and he tugged at Mo Xian's ears and pulled hard.

Mo Xian jumped to his feet and stood up, pinching his face, returning a tooth for a tooth, and chirping out in pain.

Mu Qianxun looked at the two of them who were making noise, and the corners of his mouth raised a long-lost smile, and then turned into a faint bitterness, such a simplicity, it's so good.

Between the flow of his eyes, he seemed to have made a choice, pursed his lips, and walked towards Xueyun.

In the bamboo forest where the drums were moved, Mu Qianxun's secret guards made a bamboo raft, a bamboo raft that could only accommodate three or four people.

Mu Qianxun was not ready to let so many people accompany her on the adventure, but she really couldn't bear the pain in her heart, she just wanted to see Mu Youchen sooner, and sooner.

The final decision was that she crossed the lake alone, and Mo Xian led the rest of the people to continue according to the route on the drawing.

Wherever she goes, she has to follow, Mu Qianxun has no objection, there are Tantai Haos, and there is a good response.

But he had to follow, the road ahead was unpredictable, facing a white expanse of lake with no sight on the other side, Mu Qianxun had no bottom in his heart.

It is most appropriate for Qianyan to follow Moxian, but he can't stand Qianyan's entanglement, so he has to respond.

Yutai Haoji was strongly opposed in advance, and when Qian Yan was also clamoring to join them, he kept silent, and the relaxation in his eyes was intriguing.

"Princess, is this okay, how can we let you take a road that doesn't know the depths, otherwise make a few more bamboo rafts, why don't we go together!"

Mo Xian frowned, his face was full of anxiety, and he carefully tugged at Mu Qianxun's sleeve.

Mu Qianxun chuckled, Mo Xian was the most lively of the secret guards, if it was replaced by Ling Ze, he would never dare to pull her, and he looked right:

"This is a command! If you recognize me as your master, follow my words.

Okay, it's getting late, let's go. ”

Even if Mo Xian was unwilling in his heart, he couldn't do anything, and sure enough, after staying for a long time, he couldn't even speak, Mu Qianxun's words really seemed to pop out of Mu Youchen's mouth.

The night sky was wide and fascinating, and the light of the full moon and stars shrouded the ground, and it was not such a pleasant night for about half a month.

The surface of the lake shimmered with dignified waves, and the water on the lake was indeed high after a whole summer rain, and it was rare that there was no rain tonight.

The bamboo raft floated quietly on the surface of the lake, and the bamboo raft took the lead in stepping on the bamboo raft, and the bamboo raft swayed, bringing a sound.

Mo Xian looked at the petite back of Qianyan, under the light of the moon, the shadow was stretched slender, standing by the lake in a daze, not daring to stretch his feet.

It's not as good as jumping off on weekdays, it's as quiet as the person in the painting, and the moonlight pours down and splashes on her hair, adding a bit of touch.

Suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart, and after a long distance, he raised his voice and shouted towards Qianyan:

"Plain words!"

Qian Yanmu Na looked back and looked at Mo Xian in confusion, his eyes shining brightly, as clear as the lake behind him:

"What's wrong?"

"No... Nothing, it's just... I want to tell you that the waterway is not easy to walk, so you should be careful.

Take care of the princess, too... Take care of yourself, look at you stupidly, aren't you afraid that if you fall into the lake, no one will catch you!"

Somehow, in the face of Qian Yan's innocent gaze, Mo Xian lost any courage, and he was discouraged for a while.

Separated from too far away, under the cover of the night, Qian Yan couldn't see the obvious flush on Mo Xian's face, scolded lightly, turned around and held Mu Qianxun's hand, and got on the bamboo raft.

Mo Xian kept watching the bamboo raft paddle towards the center of the lake, scratching his hair indiscriminately, turning around, and secretly making up his mind that when they found Mu Youchen, he would tell Qianyan what was in his heart.

For some reason, the way she looked before she got on the bamboo raft was shaking in front of his eyes all the time, lingering.

Big eyes, small and crystalline lips, turquoise dress, and scratched holes in the dress, and patterns of willows.

The hair that curled up slightly in his ears and the way he swung his fist at himself viciously were all extremely clear, and they were clearly frozen in his memory.

If you don't say some things, it's really late, and when you are ignorant and unconscious, you will be confused, and when you are deeply aware, it is useless to regret it......

The bamboo raft went down the river, and the paddling was effortless, and by the moonlight, Mu Qianxun sat quietly on the bamboo raft, staring at the drawings, silently calculating in his heart how far from the shore was.

In the middle of the moon, rolling dark clouds swam towards the moon, surrounded by clusters, and in a short time a full moon swallowed up cleanly.

The surface of the lake immediately darkened, the water surface became dark, and it was impossible to see the surrounding environment clearly, Mu Qianxun put away the drawings and looked at the stagnant bamboo raft vigilantly.

glanced at the Lantai Haoji, and before the Tangtai Haoji could speak, the bamboo raft was slammed and almost knocked over the entire bamboo raft.

Qianyan screamed, and in the silent night, it seemed abrupt and infiltrating, nervously tugging at Mu Qianxun's clothes.

Mu Qianxun's voice was also a little tight, and there was a thin sweat on his forehead, and it was not a good thing that the bamboo raft was hit in the water:

"What's going on?"

The voice of the anxious voice of the Tai Haoji came, it was really eager, the eagerness that could not be performed, the eagerness of life and death:

"It's a man-eating crocodile! a lot of man-eating crocodiles!"

Mu Qianxun swallowed his saliva, his mind was blank, his hands and feet were cold, but he couldn't regret it, and his ears kept echoing with the man-eating crocodile.

The eyesight of the Haochen is better than his own, and he must not go wrong, besides, in this lake, except for crocodiles, there is nothing to hinder them from moving forward.

There are crocodiles in this lake, and there are not a few, is it possible that they will be buried in this lake today, and the bones eaten by these man-eating crocodiles are gone?

"What should I do?"

Qianyan almost cried, trembling and whispering.

"We were surrounded by man-eating crocodiles, and we broke into their dens, thirty or forty of them!"

Yutai Haochen pulled Mu Qianxun tightly and moved to the center of the bamboo raft, but if he moved it again, the bamboo raft was only so big, and he couldn't help the two impacts of the man-eating crocodile.

Every time he said a word, Mu Qianxun's heart sank an inch, his face was pale, and he could faintly see some peak-like figures on the surrounding water.

Thirty or forty! If there were only a few, they would still have the strength to fight, but if there were thirty or forty, they would only have a share to be eaten.

The dark clouds dispersed little by little, and the figures of the man-eating crocodiles were clear in front of them little by little, and even in the light words, they could see their terrifying faces.

Qian Yan was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he sat on the bamboo raft, clutching his clothes, trembling and choking.

Their vision was clear, as was the sight of the man-eating crocodile, and the delicacies exposed in front of them were unobstructed.

Huge body, pimples, with a basin-sized mouth, teeth more than three feet long, and a disgusting saliva flowing.