Chapter Ninety-Five: The Anomaly of the Mu Xing River
As night fell, the bright moonlight sprinkled like silver sand on Daoxiang Village.
At this time, there was still silence in Daoxiang Village, and there was not even the slightest sound of insects.
Mu Xinghe and Martial God Ji wandered in the clearing not far from the old camphor tree. In terms of strength, the two of them can hardly shake the primary monsters, so they chose this place as a stronghold, the venue is spacious, easy to fight, and not easy to be sneak attacked.
However, since neither of them had a talent for fire, they couldn't even raise a bonfire, so they could only sit on the ground with big eyes and small eyes.
As for studying and cultivating, that is absolutely impossible.
The situation is still unclear, and the two must be ready to fight at any time.
The night passed.
In the early morning, when the sun rose, the sun shone brightly on Mu Xinghe, but he couldn't feel a trace of warmth, and in the dark, an invisible force shrouded Daoxiang Village.
After getting up, Mu Xinghe came to the ancient barrier tree again and bowed to it.
"I'm tired." Muxing River Road.
For Mu Xinghe's ignorance and feudalism, Martial God Ji was quite disgusted, she couldn't imagine how a person with such knowledge could be pedantic to such an extent?
So she left behind the chattering Muxing River and went around the village alone.
After Martial God Ji left, Mu Xinghe stared at the old barrier tree in a daze.
……
Martial God Ji is walking alone in the village.
I had visited several trails here the day before, so I was not unfamiliar.
When she reached one of the intersections, she suddenly noticed something strange in the sky, and she turned her head to the west of the village, only to see a faint blue smoke rising.
"Someone!"
Martial God Ji was overjoyed, didn't inform Mu Xinghe, and ran in the direction of Qingyan alone.
In her mind, Mu Xinghe's impression has slipped in a straight line, and it has reached the point where it is impossible to communicate.
Coming to the west of the village, Martial God Ji found the source of the green smoke.
It was a thatched hut with a chimney, and it was from the chimney of this house that green smoke wafted out.
"Is anyone there?"
Outside the door, Martial God Ji shouted. But no one answered, so she pushed the door open and walked in.
It was a firewood house with a mud-made earthen stove that looked very old. In this era, even in the countryside, the earth stove is extinct, and it should not belong here.
Hot water was boiling in the pot, and the firewood at the bottom of the pot was boiling, but there was no half of a figure.
"What about people?" Martial God Ji wondered, "Did you just leave?" ”
So Wu Shenji stood outside the house, but after waiting for about a stick of incense, he didn't see the name of the village come back.
The whole thing is getting weirder.
Martial God Ji gave up waiting and returned the same way.
Next to the old camphor tree in the center of the village, Mu Xinghe sat under the tree, bowing his head and fiddling with his brain.
"Coming back?" Mu Xinghe didn't raise his head, his fingertips quickly swiped across the screen.
Valkyrie: "Hmm. ”
She wanted to share what she had just seen with Mu Xinghe.
Unexpectedly, Mu Xinghe didn't seem to be interested in this, but just responded in a salty manner.
Martial God Ji didn't care about Mu Xinghe when she saw it, and she didn't feel anything wrong with her naturally cold temperament, but as time went by, when she was thinking about all kinds of possibilities, she accidentally found that Mu Xinghe's fingers seemed to be sliding faster and faster on the screen, not like she was flipping through the information.
"Did he come up with something?"
Thinking of this, Martial God Ji walked to Mu Xinghe's side, sat down, tilted his head and looked: "What did you find?" ”
Unexpectedly, the scene in front of her almost blew her lungs, it turned out that Mu Xinghe was not studying any countermeasures at all, but playing the game of "Fruit Ninja", and the irregular sliding of his fingers was naturally cutting fruit.
"What are you doing!" Martial God Ji asked with a dark face and gritted teeth.
Mu Xinghe turned a blind eye to her angry gaze.
"As you can see, I'm playing a game." He said lightly.
Martial God Ji was angered by Mu Xinghe's attitude.
At such a moment of crisis, Mu Xinghe still has the heart to play games, this person is too much.
She snorted coldly, turned around and left: "This mission, you are watching from the sidelines, I am enough alone!" ”
Mu Xinghe closed his mind and looked at the back of Martial God Ji leaving, his eyes were deep: "I hope so." ”
……
The next day.
Day 3.
Day 4.
On the fifth night of coming to Daoxiang Village, on the last day of tomorrow, if they can't find any clues, they must quit, and this promotion mission will also end in failure.
In the past 5 days, Martial God Ji went out early and returned late, disappeared during the day, and appeared on time not far from the Muxing River at night, resting against the mud wall.
As for Mu Xinghe, he is still not doing his job, he is more like a bystander, and he is always indifferent in the face of Martial God Ji's anxiousness.
That night, Mu Xinghe walked up to Martial God Ji for the first time and sat down against the mud wall. Martial God Ji frowned and moved to the side.
Hate is hate, Martial God Ji has never deliberately hidden his true thoughts.
"That...... What's the thing you hate the most? Mu Xinghe took the initiative to talk.
Martial God Ji turned his head and glanced at him, the meaning was self-evident.
Mu Xinghe was speechless, he knew that he had indeed gone too far in the past few days, that was to deliberately hesitate for her to keep her distance, there were some things that she needed to discover by herself, but now it seemed that Mu Xinghe had to take action.
Mu Xinghe muttered: "This is difficult, it's just the two of us here, in fact, I should have thought that I would eventually come to this point." ”
Martial God Ji frowned, she didn't understand what Mu Xinghe was saying.
Mu Xinghe got up and walked to the center of the village, and then he clapped his hands, and there was not a cold ice sword in his palm.
After that, he held the sword in his right hand, pointed at the Martial God Ji, and said coldly: "Draw the sword." ”
Martial God Ji's face was inexplicable, and he didn't want to pay attention to him.
Suddenly, at this moment, Martial God Ji's eyes froze, and her body leaned back.
Rumble!
An icicle about 5 feet long and the thickness of a basin grazed her hair, crashing into the mud wall behind her and splashing her with dirt.
Martial God Ji stood up, her right hand clenched hard, and the cyan wind sword was summoned by her.
"What are you going to do!" Martial God Ji had a beautiful look in her eyes and scolded in a low voice.
Mu Xinghe smiled: "Kill you!" ”
Martial God Ji was stunned for a moment, and her beautiful face was gloomy and dripping water.
"Why?" She asked.
Mu Xinghe shook his head: "You don't need to ask so much. ”
Martial God Ji: "Are you so confident that you must be my opponent?" ”
Mu Xinghe nodded: "That's right!" ”
"Arrogance!" Martial God Ji snorted coldly: "Wind Walk!" ”
With the blessing of the wind element, Martial God Ji's speed has been greatly increased, and Mu Xinghe only felt a flower in front of her, she had already appeared in front of Mu Xinghe, swinging her sword and slashing.
The corners of Mu Xinghe's mouth rose.
Seeing this, Martial God Ji's heart suddenly struck, she thought of it, Mu Xinghe is an ice mage, how can he dare to fight with him?
Really!
"Ice Ring!"
At this moment, Martial God Ji found himself unable to move.