Mei Longxue sat in the stone col and cried loudly, for fear of disturbing others, she had to hide here.

Unconcealed sadness echoed in the empty rocky mountains, crashed into the cliffs, and bounced back again, intermittently harmonizing, as if a group of people were crying.

Startled a roosting crow.

Lou Zhong had heard of Mei Longxue's amazing combat power; In a daze, she was mentioned to run for her life, only to feel that the arm strength was extraordinary, not a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl could have.

But no matter how much the little girl can fight, she is just a child after all. When you lose a loved one, you will be sad, and when you are sad, there is no other way but to cry.

Lou Zhong will not comfort people, besides, he saw the bitter cauliflower squatting in front of Mei Longxue, and kept comforting for a long time, except to make Mei Longxue cry more sadly, it seems that there is no other use.

"Ah Xue, don't cry. Your master has a spirit in heaven, and he doesn't want to see you so sad, right? ”

Bitter Cauliflower's clever mouth, which can speak well, is extremely clumsy at this time, racking her brains, and finally can only pick some clichés that she usually scorns when she hears them:

"You see, although your master is gone, you still have a senior sister...... And me, I'll always be with you. ”

Mei Longxue was unmoved, and the bitter cauliflower was a little deflated.

The sun was so hot at noon that the little girl thought to herself: she must have sunburned.

She pursed her lips aggrievedly, raised her sleeves to shade the sun, and suddenly the top of her head darkened, and there was a slight shade on her burning face.

I raised my head a little higher, and I saw Jin Yanchen.

"St. ... Holy Lord. Bitter Cauliflower stammered, and moved back a little, almost not turning over on her back.

What did she just say? If I'm not mistaken, I just mentioned Mu Dianke in a way that I was about to die.

- That's the reverse scale of Jin Yanchen.

The bitter cauliflower carried a melancholy heart, and did not usher in a storm. On the contrary, Jin Yanchen's expression was very light, and he took off his robe and sat down next to Mei Longxue.

The bitter cauliflower froze in place, stunned for several breaths before the gods returned to their places.

There was a vision from the sky, and it was better for her to stay away.

Jin Yanchen didn't seem to be here to persuade people, he probably just wanted to find a place to sit, and when he heard that he was crying lively, he came over.

He leaned on the rocky slope with his long legs, looked at the clouds on the black mountain, and thought far away, as if he was very quiet, turning over the things in his heart and exposing them to the sun.

happened to cry with Mei Longxue.

The day was blazing, and it was like pouring down the sky and rotten silver, and it fell on Jin Yanchen's dark clothes and sucked it all out.

He just squinted and sat in the distance, calm and calm, and it was strangely cold to the bones on a hot day.

Loneliness goes into the bones.

It's strange to say that Mei Longxue actually stopped crying.

After mourning, she realized that her face was covered with snot and tears, and she pulled up her sleeves to wipe them, and the wide butterfly sleeves were difficult to retract, and she accidentally rubbed on her arm, slipping, and sticky.

A sleeve was handed over next to her ear, and she grabbed it without thinking about it, and rubbed it against her face.

Sadness came from it, and I cried twice.

It happened that the wide black sleeves wiped out the snot bubbles.

The bitter cauliflower ran behind the big stone where Lou Zhong was sleeping in the shade, and looked out at the edge of the stone, just when she saw this scene, she was so frightened that her heart jumped out of her throat.

I didn't dare to scream.

Jin Yanchen didn't say anything, and put the fine cotton handkerchief on Mei Longxue's leg.

"Later...... Let's go to Luoyang. The master is gone, and he is with his sister. ”

Jin Yanchen stood up, his back bathed in the sun, becoming more and more depressed, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

Bitter cauliflower was like seeing a ghost, and when she turned around, she pinched Lou Zhong violently: "Does it hurt?" Oh my God, he actually let Ah Xue wipe his nose with his sleeve! ”

"Bang-", the iron door was opened with a key from the outside.

Mu Zijian curled up against the cold stone wall, lazily raised his eyes to see a gray-black figure moving in the dimly lit corridor, carrying a large ball on his back.

Only when you get close can you tell that it is Yaoxin.

Yao Xin unloaded the firewood and grass on his shoulders, squatted down and spread it carefully in the corner of the wall, and made the bed to clean the cotton wool, and then carried Mu Zijian's shoulders and moved the person up.

The cell was underground, the whole stone was made, and it was cold, and he was really worried that Mu Zijian would freeze to death before he starved to death.

Mu Zijian was injured all over his body, and he asked him to move once, which showed that he was uncomfortable. He didn't scream, and with a cold sweat on his head, he watched Yao Xin take out the roast chicken, hooves, and marinated beef from the wooden barrel, and put them at his feet.

At the end, he took out a jar of wine.

"For you at night." Yao Xin said: "If you feel cold and can't sleep, just take two sips. Thief! Sleep until dawn. ”

"Thank you." Mu Zijian was so weak that he had no strength, and his pronunciation was so thin that he would be able to hear it.

"Stop talking, eat it while it's hot." Yao Xin said: "While they are all busy with funerals now, I can sneak into the kitchen to get you something to eat, and I'm afraid that in the future, only glutinous rice can fill my stomach." ”

Mu Zijian: Yes, I'm really hungry.

As soon as he entered the mountain, he was thrown into the dungeon, and no one cared about him. He was hungry and thirsty, and his wounds were throbbing and painful, and he was even more consumed.

Pian Pian family, in the past, ate and dressed finely, and paid attention to a piece of meat turned over and roasted several times, but this time he couldn't care about anything, regardless of the image, he grabbed the meat with his hands, his throat was dry, and he was choked when swallowing.

Yao Xin was busy bringing him water again.

"Who's going to do the funeral?" Regaining some strength, Mu Zijian asked, "Qianyu?" ”

"How do you know?"

"Of the three, he is weak. Although the swordsmanship is exquisite, it is just a foreign skill, and if my father is forced to use the fierce move of 'Hanhai Bing', he will have no advantage. ”

Mu Zijian stuffed meat in his mouth, his voice was slurred, but his thoughts were extremely clear:

"If you don't use strong moves, Qu Ya and Liangqing have deep internal strength, heavy fighting style, and with Qianyu's flexible swordsmanship, they just help each other.

It is difficult for the three of them to join forces to trap my father, but on the contrary, it is not so easy for my father to kill any of them. ”

Only then did Yao Xin really believe in the sentence "Mu's has no mediocrity".

Speaking of which, he was able to escape back to this life, and it all depended on Mu Zijian.

At that time, just like Mu Zijin said, Qu Ya, Qianyu, plus Liangqing, the three of them joined forces to contain Mu Cangping, which was also difficult.

Mei Longxue and Ku Caulihua were still two and a half children, Yao Xin urged the two to flee for their lives, and he took Mu Zijian's brothers and sisters to run in the opposite direction.

Mu Zijian told him that it wouldn't work.

This Mu Dagongzi is usually silent, but he is really simple in doing things, and he stuns Mu Yueting, who is crying non-stop, with one palm, and helps him tie people to Liangqing's sweaty and bloody horse.

Divergent intersection, two roads.

Yao Xin chose one, and the sweaty horse carried Mu Yueting to the other.

According to Mu Zijian, Mu Cangping values his name and regards honor as more valuable than his own life. He could accept the death of his son at the hands of his enemies, but he would never tolerate his own daughter, who was unconsciousnessed in the middle of the night and was carried around by a horse, which ruined his reputation.

To be honest, Mu Zijian is a bit of a gamble when he does this.

In case Mu Cangping chooses his son, and in case Mu Yueting meets a thief, doesn't he hurt his own sister?

Mu Zijian was silent and did not speak.

Yao Xin smacked his mouth a little, so he didn't pick this kind of heart-piercing words, and worried about Mu Zijian:

"In this way, your sister has escaped. But you and I can't let it go.

- You're such a strange person, why did you give up when you had a way to live? ”

Mu Zijian smiled bitterly at that time: "You are a person who is irritable and angry, when you really can't escape, won't you pull our brothers and sisters on the road together?" …… If you can live one, it's one. ”

It was the first time for Yao Xin to let people say to their faces that they had a bad temper and were not angry yet, and after thinking about it, if Mu Cangping really caught up, what did he want to do first?

It really made Master Mu right.

Horizontal and vertical can't live, why is it cheap Mu Cangping's grandson!

I don't know what kind of person Mu Zijian is, but he must be a good brother. Yao Xin thought.