Chapter 402 Rushing to the Huyan Tribe

The rain is intermittent, throughout the middle of summer, and tomorrow is about to start autumn, and this rain does not converge.

The day of the Qingge tribe is like this, either fanatical, or the rain is raging, every day is like this, and it is still difficult for people to adapt.

On Lumi Street, the streets are muddy, pedestrians holding oil-paper umbrellas on the road are in twos and threes, and the vendors who set up stalls have closed their stalls early, leaving empty wooden shelves.

The two men helped each other out of an abandoned courtyard, their clothes wet from the rain, their feet floating, their faces pale and pale, like dead bodies that had just crawled out of a coffin.

"You don't have to hold me, I can walk!"

The slender body looked thinner and thinner under the wrapping of clothes, pushing the man next to him, reluctant to approach.

The indifferent voice was weak and steady, and a pair of bright eyes struggled to prop up, and the pace was disordered.

"Master, don't be reckless, you can't stand still!"

Mu Youchen glared at him, and Mo Xian obediently shut up, but the hand holding Mu Youchen did not loosen at all.

On the fourth day, they were locked up in the dark chamber for three days before they found the mechanism and nearly lost their lives in the dark chamber.

The darkroom was damp and dark, and the humidity was heavier on rainy days, and they were already soaked before the rain hit, and they smelled musty.

Mu Youchen was already afraid of the rain, and in such a place, he didn't eat or sleep for three days and three nights, and he stumbled like this, which has scared away many passers-by.

A moment ago, he really didn't let Mo Xian help him, his body slid suddenly, and he fell forward uncontrollably, his eyes were blurry, and his mind was dizzy and difficult to control.

"Master, we'll be at the infirmary soon, you have to hold on!"

Mo Xian's voice seemed eager and flustered, gritted his teeth, and forcibly dragged Mu Youchen's tall figure.

"What kind of hospital are you going to! Go back to the palace! I don't know how Xun'er is doing!"

"Master, just listen to me once, why are you like this, how can you go back to the palace?"

Lumi Street is really dilapidated and tight, I don't know if they are walking too hard, or really far, I just feel that the road to the hospital is the longest road in my life.

In the Green Mi Doctor Hall, there was a middle-aged witch doctor in his forties who was busy, and he was also frightened when he saw Mu Youchen and the others breaking in.

Fortunately, Mo Xian was generous, as the saying goes: money can make ghosts grind, even if they are really dead, this witch doctor will also treat Mu Youchen on the face of the silver.

As soon as Mu Youchen touched the bed, he fell asleep, breathing heavily, lying on the bed, not moving, really collapsed.

forcibly poured the ginger syrup boiled by the witch doctor into Mu Youchen, and changed into clean clothes, Mo Xian had to pull the witch doctor to ask questions:

"How is my master, when will I get better, do I need to take medicine?"

The witch doctor looked at Mo Xian's close, white miserable face, and smiled reluctantly:

"This son is damp into the body, he has not eaten for a long time, his body is weak, drink more fever decoction, eat some food to ward off the cold, and recuperate for some time, it must be fine. ”

Mo Xian really couldn't move, asked a few words, grabbed the food bought by the witch doctor, gobbled it up, didn't eat or drink for three days, and the gods couldn't stand it.

The next day, Mu Youchen was woken up by the sound of gossiping, and looked at the figures in the room in a daze, one tall and one short, a little confused.

The rain that lasted for a day and a night finally stopped, and his face was still white and miserable, but compared to yesterday, it was much better, and his eyes were glowing.

Fixed his eyes, the people in front of him were the phantom and Xuanyuan Xi, the anxiety in his eyes was the same, but Xuanyuan Xi's anxiety was much lighter than the phantom.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Youchen lifted the quilt, his eyes flashed, and his heart was suddenly numb, his throat rolled uncontrollably, and his voice was extremely dry.

"The pavilion master followed the Haochen of the Tai and led the army to conquer Han Ying!"

When the phantom saw Mu Youchen wake up, he hung his head silently, his face was solemn, and his scattered hair faintly covered the color in his eyes.

Mu Youchen almost roared, and smashed his fist into the bed board beside him, a big hole was carved out of the solid bed, and the floor under his feet seemed to tremble:

"Then why don't you follow!"

The phantom half-knelt in front of Mu Youchen, looking sincerely frightened, and his tone was full of self-blame:

"It's the main subordinates of the pavilion who stayed, waiting for the horses to set off together, but... But his subordinates searched for many days, but there was no trace of the horse.

It wasn't until today, after several inquiries, that I learned the traces of the horses, and they were all the fault of their subordinates!"

"How many days have you been gone?

Mu Youchen frowned, her voice became tighter and tighter, and she was uncomfortable, is this Helian Rui's purpose, to trap him, send her to the battlefield, and send her to that man's side!

She is still pregnant with a child, Helian Rui is really ruthless, Helian Rui had better hope that Mu Qianxun is safe and sound, otherwise he will definitely mobilize all the troops of the Xia Kingdom and join forces with Han Ying to level this Qingge tribe!

It's best to protect her, otherwise, no matter what kind of kindness he has, he will definitely take the life of Tai Haochen with his own hands!

The phantom raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Youchen, and hurriedly looked away, hitting the oppression emanating from Mu Youchen's body, which was not something ordinary people could bear:

"It's been three days, I'm afraid we're already halfway through at this moment, when will we leave?"

"Immediately, why did Xun'er agree to go on the expedition with the Haoji?"

Turned over and got out of bed, dizzy for a while, holding on to the bedpost, unable to stand up straight for a long time, but didn't see the excitement in the phantom's eyes.

"Miss Leng Hao, and the newborn child was arrested, and the tribal chief used this as a threat, and the pavilion master had to agree!"

The phantom said that the head is the way, there is no flaw, with Mu Qianxun's character, he really will not sit idly by and ignore Leng Hao's accident.

Mu Youchen's eyes were dilated, only he understood that it was difficult for him to even stand firm at the moment, and he couldn't move half a point, so he was pretending to be calm and talking to the phantom:

"Why was Leng Hao arrested?"

"It's Zi Sangxiao's own hand, he wants to take Leng Hao and the child away, the county lord can't stop him, and then... After that, it fell into the hands of the tribal chief. ”

This time, the phantom didn't squeak, but Xuanyuan opened his mouth unprecedentedly, and his hoarse voice added a bit of desolation.

Mu Youchen has always disliked her, and her eyes can be cold to the bone when she looks at her, and she doesn't dare to take a stubble on weekdays, but it's rare to open her mouth today.

Zisang smiled. ”

Mu Youchen recited the three words heavily, anyone can hear a bit of unusual taste, like resoluteness, like disappointment, in short, the low voice can make people cold from head to toe.

Mu Youchen stared at Xuanyuan Xun up and down, his thin lips opened slightly, and he was dyed with a little coolness:

"Why you?"

A pair of huge watery eyes shrank suddenly, and the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was dizzy, and he couldn't see the expression under the veil clearly:

"Qianyan is taking care of Qianning, and the county lord is worried that I can't take care of Qianning, so he asked me to go out of the palace to find the Phantom Lord and tell the horse the truth.

The army set out in secret, without telling anyone, no one in Fanning City knew about it, and they didn't know about it, and the county lord was afraid that they would know about it, so he told me not to mention it. ”

Xuanyuan Xun was originally the princess of the Xuanyuan tribe, no matter how down-and-out she was, it was not surprising that she knew some wars, plus a phantom, what they said was exactly the same, Mu Youchen didn't think about it.

For the phantom, not only Mu Qianxun trusts him, but even Mu Youchen is also convinced.

"Mo Xian, you bring some of the secret guards to stay, Ling Xun Xiaozhu wants someone to take care of it, Ling Ze has no news yet.

Phantom, you and I will leave immediately!"

After pondering for a long time, for three days, if they marched with the army, then if they caught up day and night, they might catch up.

The difficulty is that the army is marching in secret, and Helian Rui will never tell him the whereabouts of the army, and he will only chase farther and farther away when the time comes.

But such an aimless search is not a method, I hope Mu Qianxun will leave some clues on the road.

But with the cleverness of the Tai Haoji, if he didn't want him to find them, it would be difficult.

For now, it can only be a road by mistake, and rush to the Huyan tribe one step ahead of them, and it will be much easier to find someone at that time.

After all, 150,000 people and horses are not so easy to disappear.

"Master, your body is not in good shape! You can't run around like this!"

Mo Xian was anxious all of a sudden, and his voice couldn't help but rise a few points, and he dared to block in front of Mu Youchen.

"Get out of here! If you dare to stop me again, you won't have to follow me!"

Mu Youchen's forehead was bulging, I don't know if it was because of his poor body, or because he was angry with Mo Xian, he was really angry, although Mo Xian was thinking about him.

The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, Mu Qianxun is still pregnant, how can he put her in danger for his body, so far, he has regretted it enough.

Mo Xian flashed aggrievedly to the side, and stopped talking, when Mu Youchen was leaving, he left a sentence, which was considered to comfort him, since Mu Qianxun was beaten, Mu Youchen's temperament has really softened a lot:

"It's okay to have a phantom following me!"

Mu Youchen went to the Huyan tribe with the phantom that day, and the phantom prepared the carriage, but Mu Youchen did not take it, he thought the carriage was too slow, and insisted on riding with them.

The strange thing is that Qingsi is a little reluctant, Qingsi, who is extremely energetic on weekdays, actually got lazy on that day, and only had half the speed of weekdays.

It didn't help to let Mu Youchen beat and scold and coax, and he looked back from time to time.

After that, time passed, and Mu Youchen deeply realized that horses really have emotions.

Often a little smarter than people, people's eyes are sometimes blinded, but their hearts are always bright.

In the apse of Ling Rui Palace, Mu Qianxun stood straight in front of the window, his thin body looked extremely desolate and extremely small under the reflection of that early morning.

Looking at the newborn red sun, exuding a soft red light, so gentle, so close, the eyes couldn't help but be confused and melancholy.

The morning weather is cool, the air is mixed with the fragrance of rain, and the house is filled with a faint jasmine fragrance, which smells very good.

The slender jade fingers were buckled on the window frame, the bone joints were white, and I was out of my mind, and I didn't know that my nails had been broken.