The years have passed for another two years, and the age of the teenager is the time to grow taller, and the clothes have to be changed every few months to make several sets of new ones.

Murong Jin's stature has risen a lot, and it is estimated that he will be tall for a while. The young man's facial features have grown a lot, and he looks more handsome and charming, and at the same time, he still has a bit of childishness that has not faded away, but he is more mature and stable in his gestures.

Nan Xiao is going to punch higher than Murong Jin again, his figure is long and clear, as he grows older, his eyebrows are more and more beautiful, and the red cinnabar mole on his forehead adds a bit of style, and he is also gentle and good at smiling on weekdays, and the maids in the house are fascinated.

After Murong Shu was crowned, he had no official position, no fief, and still stayed in the Great Thorn City as an idle prince.

Murong Jin's ban was lifted last year, when the amount of paper used in the department of a certain Shangshu was relatively tight, so Murong Jin was exempted from the penalty of copying lessons, and the ban was lifted by the way.

Murong Shu took Murong Jin and Nan Xiao to the suburban lake today.

Outside the city, the empty mountain lake is covered with weeds and wildflowers, and the lake is blue, with a little green weed. Surrounded by maple poplar trees and shrubs, the scenery isn't great, but after spending a lot of time in the city, getting out and about is really relaxing.

The three of them rode horses and walked slowly around Kongshan Lake, and Murong Jin was closest to the lake, admiring the lake, grass and trees in a daze.

Murong Shu is now more and more pleasing to Nan Xiao, and he doesn't mind Nan Xiao being called a "righteous father".

This Nan Xiao is also well-behaved and obedient on weekdays, he doesn't have any talent in any aspect, his qualifications are ordinary, and he doesn't seem to be anything special except that his appearance is okay. Only the cinnabar mole on the forehead looks like a person......

Murong Shu said suddenly: "Nan Xiao, put some bangs down when you go back, and cover up your little red." ”

Nan Xiao raised his hand in confusion and touched the cinnabar mole on his forehead, and wondered, "Why, doesn't my father-in-law like it?" ”

"No," Murong Shu shook his head and smiled evilly, "This king just thinks that you put down your bangs to look better and attract girls more." ”

"......" Nan Xiao put down his hand a little speechlessly.

After walking for half a circle, Murong Shu found a large maple poplar tree, ordered someone to spread a blanket made of peacock feathers under the tree, and put some snacks and wine on it.

"Come and sit down and rest for a while—" Murong Shu beckoned to the two teenagers who were leading the horses.

Murong Shu poured two glasses of wine and handed them to the two, "This is the plum blossom brew that this king sent to Qiongzhou City to bring back." ”

Murong Jin took a sip lightly, and then drank it all, "It's indeed a fine wine." ”

Nan Xiao pinched the wine glass and looked at it for a long time, then put it down, and turned to a piece of white rice cake. He doesn't like to drink and doesn't taste wine, and that taste only makes him feel spicy in his throat.

Murong Shu glanced at him, and he was not reluctant.

As the sun set in the west, the sky seemed to be dyed with paint, and as if it had been cut, blood gradually flowed out, staining the whole sky, and some dripping into the lake, slowly blurring. The woods, flowers, and human figures seem to be draped in a layer of orange-red veil.

Luoxia is a little unreal, and at the same time it is shockingly beautiful.

It's too red, as red as bloodthirsty.

Murong Shu looked at the sky and said, "It's almost time, it's time to go back to the city." How about going to the Five Tone Pavilion and listening to a few tunes in a while? ”

Nan Xiao and Murong Jin were silent at the same time, and the air was a little dignified.

The horse he was leading was a little uneasy and stepped on his hooves, Murong Jin silently observed the surroundings, vigilantly put his hand on the hilt of Ling Shuang's sword, and Nan Xiao also groped for the iron bracer under his sleeve intentionally or unintentionally.

The wind blew with some heat in his ears, and there was some imperceptible murderous aura.

Murong Jin and Nan Xiao frowned at the same time.

In an instant, several dark green shadows suddenly rushed out of the woods, and there were about seven or eight people, all with bright swords in their hands.

Two of the horses were frightened and ran off into the distance, and some of the guards who came out also took out their swords and clubs.

Murong Jin pulled out his long sword and blocked the sword that slashed at his head, and the sound of metal grinding made the roots of his teeth sour.

Those people are extraordinary, but they don't know where they come from, and they don't know what they mean. It's just that he is ruthless to everyone, leaving no room for it, like a killer who has been quietly trained.

Yun Qing and Yun Che have affairs today, Murong Jin has learned well over the years, but he has not experienced actual combat, Nan Xiao has been learning with Yun Che for a short time, but he doesn't know how well he has learned. The four guards who came with him are generally skilled, and Murong Shu is needless to say, when he was a teenager, he quit his martial arts class because he was tired, and he is still a half-man who can only do some three-legged cat kung fu.

The six of them protected Murong Shu, who had the worst martial arts, in the middle, the other party was fierce, and the moves were all pointed, Murong Jin and Nan Xiao were at a loss when they first met such a scene, and they were inevitably a little at a loss, and they soon hung up.

There were now only two of the original four guards, and there were still six people on the opposite side.

One person turned around and stabbed a long sword, Murong Jin was forced to take a few steps back, and the tiger's mouth holding the sword was a little numb. A fourteen-year-old boy is not strong enough to fight against an adult killer, but perhaps in the face of life and death, the potential of being inspired is always unexpected.

Murong Jin didn't know where he got the strength, so he pushed the man away with his sword, and flew up and kicked the man out of the way.

Then, Murong Jin turned around and cut the throat of another person with a horizontal sword, and the hot blood spurted out, spilling on the face of a little uncomfortable, this was the first time he killed someone, and the indescribable feeling in his heart was painful, resentful, and uncomfortable.

And when he turned his head to look at Murong Shu's side, he saw a person wielding a scimitar to force Murong Shu to retreat straight, Murong Shu couldn't block the enemy, and seeing that if he retreated further, it was a cold lake, and Murong Jin was still dealing with one person, and he couldn't spare time.

Just as the blade was only an inch away from his neck, a wire suddenly pulled out from the side and instantly pierced the killer's throat. Blood beads splashed out, staining the weeds red, and some of them splashed on Murong Shu's face, Nan Xiao pulled out the knife wire with an indifferent and somewhat laborious face, and dragged Murong Shu back.

At this time, there were only three people left on the other side, and the guards on this side had all been killed. It seems that although it is a three-on-three situation, the strength is indeed extremely different.

Murong Jin and Nan Xiao were back to back to back across Murong Shu, and they were already a little weak.

Two of the three on the other side were seriously injured, but the momentum continued.

Nan Xiao pinched the extremely thin blade in his hand, panting heavily, although the fingertip knife was easy to hurt people, it had to be close combat, and the long sword used by the opponent, he did not have an advantage.

After a few breaths, Nan Xiao jumped up lightly and took the initiative to go to one of the killers, just as the killer made a killing move, Nan Xiao passed by him sideways, and the knife wire drawn from the wrist guard strangled the man's neck, and with the pull of the blade, Nan Xiao went around to him again, and the sharp fingertip knife immediately cut the throat of the man.