Blurred vision.

Murong Fu stood there in a daze, looking at Dugu Feng's golden back.

Seeing that the other party was shining under the sun, he was shining with a dazzling brilliance, but even if the other party was already seriously injured, in this situation, he Murong Fu still couldn't step forward. Not only because of the arrogance and disdain of the other party, but also because of the eagle eagle standing next to him, the size of an ordinary person, was eyeing him.

This eagle is really powerful.

He Murong Fu never thought and never saw that there would be such a big outrageous eagle in the world, and it was extremely fierce. Three days ago, I was almost injured by one of the other party's wings due to an accident. For the first time, Murong Fu had the feeling that a fierce bird could even be a master. And until now, the eagle eagle is glaring at him as if he is about to eat it.

"Why are you still following?"

Dugu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone and had finished healing, opened her eyes, and she was very clear about this person who had followed her for three days and three nights. If it weren't for her own situation, she would definitely cut the other party under the sword.

Even if the other party was once his own defeated subordinate.

"Lonely Girl......"

Even his abdomen was stabbed by Zhuge Xiaohua, but Murong Fu really didn't care at all, whether it was tailgating or following and protecting along the way, from the moment he saw this woman who defeated him with three swords in the apricot forest again, Murong Fu's attention had completely fallen on the other party.

It's just that......

The other party's attitude is really arrogant and disdainful.

He sighed slightly in his heart, but Murong Fu didn't show it, he just asked softly, "I'm just worried about your injury, girl?" ”

"Worried about me?"

Dugu Feng looked at the young man in front of him who had been defeated by his own three swords, and was personally rated by her as a mess in martial arts, wasting the title of Nan Murong. The other party followed all the way, and the appearance of wanting to speak but being too timid to step forward made her frown.

Murong in the south and Qiao Feng in the north, it is too unbalanced to put together.

Comparatively. Qiao Feng's temperament is far better than that of Murong Fu in front of him.

"It's more important for you to worry about your own injuries!"

The eyelids closed slightly, the long eyelashes almost fit together, and in his words, Dugu Feng pointed out the other party's current injury, although it was better than himself, but it was not much better. For Murong Fu's expression, Dugu Feng knew very well what kind of mentality it was.

Dugu Feng, who was born in a family, is too common. She is not a girl who has no experience and has just come out of the rivers and lakes, let alone those eldest ladies who have not yet come out of the boudoir and do not take a step in the door, the difference in background represents the difference in vision.

“……”

Murong Fu didn't say anything when he heard this. The other party's glance made him understand too. It's just that he has a sense of resentment in his heart, the other party has left a figure in his heart since they met for the first time, and he is dissatisfied with such an answer at this moment.

It's just this dissatisfaction and blow, what can it do?

The other party is not a cousin, a woman with such strong martial arts and a leisurely temperament like a disciple of a family, her identity background is naturally not what ordinary people can imagine. Hearing this, Murong Fu pondered in his heart. How can your current identity attract the other party's eyes?

Martial arts?

Not enough, even if he tried hard again, but the sword three days ago night made him understand that the gap between himself and the other party has not been shortened, but there is a feeling of widening. Identity? Are you a descendant of the Great Yan royal family?

This identity can't be put on the surface at all. And Nan Murong who was given by the people of the rivers and lakes couldn't take it, thinking about it, Murong Fu sadly found that he couldn't match the other party with the corresponding identity, let alone say it.

Maybe......

Face the peerless beauty in front of you. There is only one identity, and that is-

Emperor.

What is Murong Fu's thoughts, Dugu Feng is not in the mood to pay attention to it at this moment. The jade hand stroked the feathers of the eagle standing next to her, and her mind was immersed in other aspects. When Concubine Xuan directly handed over to her the scroll containing the Dafa of Dao Heart Cultivation Demon Cultivation that day, Dugu Feng knew that Concubine Xuan was calculating herself.

There was an example of the concubine running for the general trend of the world, and at the first time they met, Dugufeng was already on guard.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa on this scroll was real, not a counterfeit item. Taking the scroll, Dugu Feng was more concerned about knowing that the other side could be sure enough to defeat Dao Gongzi's sword.

But she didn't expect the Dao Heart Demon Cultivator to be so domineering and weird, even if she didn't practice for enlightenment, she was greatly affected. Although she found the real way out of her sword moves, it undoubtedly left her Dugufeng with problems.

Concubine Xuan's plan is very good, but how could Dugu Feng, who was already from a family, fall into the other party's trap so easily?

Therefore, Dugu Feng directly gave the scroll to Yue Yuan, she really wanted to see what would happen after that. This hand is her Dugufeng's countermeasure to Concubine Xuan.

If other people know about this situation, they will definitely sigh that women who walk the rivers and lakes are not simple.

……

On the road.

Two horses and three men were heading towards the western border, in the direction of the Tianshan Mountains.

Along the way, Yue Yuan talked and laughed, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. Not only that, even if it was the scroll that Dugu Feng handed over to him that night, Yue Yuan just glanced at the name on it, and then kept it in his arms and didn't look at it.

It's not that I don't want to see it, but the current physical condition doesn't allow Yue Yuan to look at it.

Although I don't understand how Dugu Feng can have the highest mastery of the Demon Gate in his hands, a top master is undoubtedly a top master who has the mind to confirm each other's top mastery, and Yue Yuan is no exception. He also really wanted to see what the most difficult and mysterious magic skills in this demon sect would look like.

It was only because of physical problems that Yue Yuan suppressed the thought of going to watch it, and decided to watch this scroll again after traveling west this time to completely solve his physical condition.

Faintly, Yue Yuan had already guessed Dugu Feng's thoughts.

Beside.

The little girl rode with Azhu.

Maybe it's because Azhu is a maid herself, so it can be said that she takes good care of the little girl. Faintly, the little girl seems to have returned to the original home in Xiangyang. Two women, one big and one small, were muttering and talking on horseback.

Of course.

This feeling is in the little girl.

But this is not the case with Azhu. In her eyes, this little girl is very weird, and it is really difficult to deal with.

Somehow, in Azhu's eyes. This little girl's outlook on life doesn't seem to be quite the same as that of a normal person.

Imagine-

Which little doll, the first feeling after seeing a living creature is to play with each other and kill it, and then eat it? And the little girl's spirit is extremely excited, and she has become interested in a lot of things along the way, but this interest has only been maintained for a while, and then it has dissipated.

In just one day, Azhu was almost tired.

It's not just the body that's tired, it's also the whole person's spirit.

On the contrary, Yue Yuan, who was on the side, looked at the two girls with a smile, enjoying the scenery all the way. In his eyes, beautiful and delicious food is naturally a kind of scenery.

At last. Azhu finally found a way to solve the little girl's exuberant but short-lived curiosity, which is what she is best at - disguise.

It's not.

The little girl seemed to have found something interesting, and the whole person immersed herself in it. As soon as she makes a move, the little girl will immediately raise her head and call her master in a crisp voice to see her results.

"Master Childe!"

"Master Childe!"

"Guess who I am?"

On horseback, with the sound of horses' hooves, the little girl was busy with her tools in Azhu's arms, and after smearing something on her face. Only then did he raise his head and purse his lips, and said with a smile to Yue Yuan on horseback next to him.

"Huh?"

On the surface, he was looking at the scenery, but in fact, Yue Yuan, who was thinking about things in his heart, heard the words and looked up at the little girl. With just one glance, Yue Yuan almost fell off the horse. The little girl in front of her has long lost her previous cute and cute appearance, and has been replaced by a grandmother's face.

What does that look like......

If you are not mistaken, this mask was made by Azhu in the original story to disguise himself as an old grandmother to deceive the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi. It's just this old face, this moment on the little girl's little face. At a glance, the whole person suddenly feels bad.

Especially when the other party still calls his son-in-law master in a cowardly, crisp childish voice. That feeling...... I'm afraid that Tianshan Tong's grandmother will not be like this.

"Ahh

Covering his forehead, Yue Yuan covered his eyes with his hands, twisted his head and tried not to look at the little girl's face, and at the same time cooperated with the little girl and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

"Yikes!"

The little girl was quite pleased, as if she felt that her disguise was played very well, and she didn't pay attention to what kind of weird appearance she was with an old man's face that was just a normal person with three heads and a body of less than one meter, but she was happy to herself.

"Master Childe, I'm your apprentice!"

The delicate laughter kept echoing, and the little girl was playing with a rise.

Side.

Yue Yuan's expression of turning his head and not being able to bear to look directly fell on Ah Zhu's eyes, and suddenly Ah Zhu couldn't help it, lowered his head, and his shoulders kept shaking. A few days of contact have already given Ah Zhu the latest impression of Yue Yuan's master and apprentice.

Undoubtedly.

In these short three days, in Ah Zhu's eyes, Yue Yuan has already eliminated the impression of a noble son who does not know the depth of his roots left in Yanziwu, but it makes people feel that it is easy to contact too much. Although he had a peaceful temperament at the beginning, he always had a different sense of alienation.

"That's right!"

"Sister Azhu, is it just a few?"

The little girl who had almost played with the disguised materials in Azhu's hand couldn't help but ask out loud after fiddling with it for a while.

"Huh?"

"That's all I have!"

Ah Zhu met the little girl's gaze and said with a smile: "But in the past, you can learn to make zuò, and you can do a lot in the future!" ”

"Can it be hundreds, thousands?"

"Sure!" (To be continued......)