Zhao Zimai shook his head, "Just in case, if there is another person or Yuan Changli has other accomplices, then this person will definitely relax his vigilance after seeing me leave, so maybe he will be able to show his feet." If not, it's nothing more than a matter of extra effort, and it's not worth anything. ”

Speaking of this, he smiled apologetically, and continued, "The reason why I hid it from you is not because I don't trust you, girl, but because Senior Mu was injured and you lost your rosary for this, I never want to go away in my heart, so I don't want to trouble you anymore." ”

Mu Xiaowu didn't expect him to suddenly pull on his head, he was a little embarrassed for a while, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, she laughed dryly, and stumbled, "That...... It's not impossible for us to stay, but we were originally going to Qingzhou to find a friend, no, we were going to do some errands, urgent matters, we have been delayed in Lucheng for a few days, so it's not good to let them wait there......"

"Zhao understands." Zhao Zimai saw her eyes drifting around, she didn't feel funny in her heart, and she couldn't bear to search her stomach again to find a reason, so she immediately stopped this embarrassing conversation.

Mu Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly turned his head and said to Mu Cripple, who was lying on horseback, "Old man, are you better, I saw you eat two bowls of rice this morning, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?" ”

In order to cooperate with Mu Xiaowu, Mu Cripple pretended to "oops" twice, and muttered in his mouth, "This appetite is better, but the bones still hurt, and I don't know if it fell somewhere, Lang Zhong didn't find out." I saw Qingzhou, and I have to find another doctor to take a look......"

As he spoke, he paid attention to Zhao Zimai's face, and saw that he was not stunned as usual, but he was relieved. Who knew that Fang turned his gaze to Mu Xiaowu, and his body stiffened, and he fell off the horse at once.

Zhao Zimai was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and after helping Mu Cripple up, he found that his face was white, and beads of sweat the size of beans were coiled in the corners of his forehead, soaking his gray sideburns.

"Senior, are you alright?"

Zhao Zimai thought that he was hurt somewhere, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. But Mu Cripple pulled his arm out of his hand vigorously, his fingers trembled and pointed forward, and he said something that only Zhao Zimai could understand, "It's over, it's over, it's changed color again." ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Zhao Zimai felt a chill in his heart, and he inhaled a breath of cool air, and he was blocked in his heart to death, and he couldn't breathe.

He looked at Mu Cripple, but saw two shadows reflected in the old man's eyes, a neat long coat and trousers, and a big braid resting on his chest, free and beautiful. It's just that although her appearance is still Mu Xiaowu, she doesn't look like her at all.

I can't say what the difference is, but it's like two people......

She now tilted her head, folded her hands around her chest, and looked with interest at the two of them, still in a supportive posture, motionless, one toe gently drawing circles on the ground.

Seeing that the look in her eyes was quite playful, Mu Cripple couldn't hold it at first, he suddenly raised his hands upwards and knelt down heavily at Mu Xiaowu, "Immortal...... Sang Immortal, no, Sang God, you old man...... Finally...... Finally appeared. ”

Zhao Zimai didn't understand, but when he saw Mu Cripple like this, he guessed that "Sang" was its name. He was hesitating about what to call it when he turned around, how to greet it, but suddenly he heard a "help", a little weak, but full of fear, floating from the forest not far behind him.

He turned his head and happened to catch a glimpse of Mu Xiaowu also turning towards the forest, looking at the undulating shadows of the trees with him.

"Help."

Again, this time the voice became clear, and at the same time, Zhao Zimai saw a figure stumbling through the heavy tree trunks towards this side, her coat almost scraped into strips of cloth by the branches, and the dirt on her face was washed out of the rugged ravine by tears.

However, Zhao Zimai still recognized her at a glance.

"Ling'er."

When the name was called, Ling'er also looked at him, and her stained eyes suddenly lit up.

"My lord, my lord, help me."

She ran towards Zhao Zimai, and her feet without shoes stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound of "popping".

Zhao Zimai greeted her, but when she passed by Mu Xiaowu's side, she felt a pain in her elbow, and she was tightly clamped by her steel-like fingers.

"What do you do?" He looked at Mu Xiaowu, and saw a faint blue light floating on her face, which was so weird that it seemed to be a ghost, but those eyes had a grim smile, staring intently behind Ling'er.

"Wait, let's see who's coming." She said.

Sure enough, before she finished speaking, another figure came out of the forest, his eyes were sharp, and his legs and feet were also very sharp, so that for a moment, Zhao Zimai almost thought that he had recognized the wrong person. However, after seeing the bustling crowd, especially Zhao Zimai and Baotian in official uniforms, that person suddenly put away the light in his eyes and quickly changed back to the familiar Yuan Daoqiao who loved to cry and was fat.

However, his pace did not slow down, but accelerated a little. He took a few steps forward, and with his body full of trembling fat, he came behind Ling'er, who was almost paralyzed on the ground.

With one hand on Ling'er's shoulder, he pulled her back hard, and the other hand was dead on her mouth.

Seeing this, Zhao Zimai raised his foot and was about to go over, but was pulled by Mu Xiaowu again, her fingers were harder than eagle claws, not only could he not move, but there was also a raw pain in his upper arm.

"Wait, I can't bear the child to catch the wolf, besides, this girl is not a lamb cub to be slaughtered." She smiled gloomily, Zhao Zimai came into contact with her gaze, and her heart was shocked, but she still couldn't understand what her words meant.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a piercing scream, which drew everyone's attention, including Chen Yong, who was standing by the city wall in a trance.

Of course, the voice did not come from Ling'er, but from another person, Yuan Daoqiao, whose finger was bitten off by Ling'er.

"I said that this girl has some ability, and she really didn't look away."

As soon as Mu Xiaowu's words fell, he suddenly saw Ling'er push Yuan Daoqiao away, spit out the severed finger on the ground, and then used his hands and feet together to crawl in their direction. Yuan Daoqiao followed behind with a hideous expression, and now he, [ ] finally ripped off the mask of hypocrisy that he had been wearing on his face, his eyes were red, and his nose fluttered one by one, like a furious beast.

"My lord," Ling'er threw herself forward with all her strength, panting and shouting, "It's him, it's him who killed Miss......"