The spacious center of the continent seems to have been torn apart into two roads.

One road was muddy, with no end in sight at the twists and turns, and the other was spacious and bright, the road was flat, and it was obviously an official road, Long Baiyu hesitated, he turned his hand and looked at the blue rags, and frowned.

The news left by Mu Zichu was only in the southwest direction, but there was no specific location.

How good is that?

And at this moment, a battle between heaven and man has started in Long Baiyu's mind, which way is better?

It is said that Mu Zichu was entrusted by the national teacher, although he himself has no combat power at all, but there must be a master in the dark to protect, then they must go to the official road, because the person who can defeat the master is generally very arrogant, and he must not take the ordinary road, so the spacious avenue is a unique choice!

But what if they're plotted? Long Baiyu rolled his eyes, thinking that this was impossible, how could there be anyone in this world who could plot against Mu Zichu, oh hey, I'm afraid I ate two catties of leopard gall for breakfast!

Force may not work, but in terms of caution and small calculations, Long Baiyu only obeys Mu Zichu, from childhood to adulthood, only once, but since Mu Zichu escaped, the aunt in Mu Mansion has never paid attention to him, although Long Baiyu doesn't know the reason, but as long as this is something Mu Zichu did, he will believe it, and it can be said unceremoniously that this is the trust that Long Baiyu has given Mu Zichu back to the black pot since he was a child.

So he immediately dismissed the second thought and headed for the wide avenue.

Long Baiyu probably won't understand a common saying: often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet.

People stumble, horses stumble, no one in the world is perfect, even the smartest people have a time to follow.

And at this moment, the poor and spiritless Mu Zichu in the iron fence still has a little sense.

The wind was cold, something was blowing outside, and he slowly opened his heavy eyelids.

"Wei Tilt...... Where is this? ”

It was late at night, Wei Tian was very afraid of the cold, and used the straw here to lay a relatively comfortable mat, and half-hugged Mu Zichu's hot body and snuggled with Xi'er, but she was gradually falling into a light sleep, and Mu Zichu's weak Nuo Nuo's voice came intermittently.

"Where are you looking, bow your head!"

She suddenly sobered up, hesitated for a moment before relieving herself, and then lowered her head to look at Mu Zichu who was feverish, it's no wonder that she was slow to react, who would know that Mu Zichu would wake up in the middle of the night, but then again, didn't the big man who delivered the food tonight say that he would get them medicine, why is there no one now?

Wei Tian couldn't help but raise his middle finger to himself in his heart, Nima, can you have a longer memory, look, I was deceived again!

It's a shame that you praised that big man like a flower before, heh, you deserve to be deceived, let you shout nonsense, and invite God's damnation!

"Wei Tilt! What the hell are you thinking, can you get out of the way, at least get me up"

Although Mu Zichu is sane at the moment, however, his body that is not strong is still not strong, just say it, he is just holding on, heh, but at this time it is better than him not even being conscious.

"Oh oh oh, good"

Wei Tian reacted and hurriedly helped him up, and he and Xi'er, who was woken up by the two, placed Mu Zichu on the straw mat, he was half lying on the cold wall, and as soon as his back was pasted, he was frozen goosebumps, he locked his brows, but his eyes touched Wei Tian, who was supporting him, she was embarrassed, and the thick eye bags under her eye sockets, so she didn't say anything.