However, this peace will not last long......

Suddenly, Jiang Jiuxiao quickly turned around and didn't know where she pinched Mu Qingchen's wrist, and the light source was in her hand.

Then she was seen extinguishing the torch which was evident in the darkness.

Mu Qingchen only felt that his hand was out of strength, a little surprised, but not stupid.

I thought to myself, I don't know how this little girl survived until now, why can she react so much faster than him every time?

In his opinion, according to the teaching of the two members of his family since childhood, his ability is not a master, and not everyone can compare.

But this yellow-haired girl ......

It's really strange, and there is that ingenious method.

This girl is so interesting!

Mu Qingchen was not stunned, and tacitly helped Jiang Jiuxiao to disassemble the wooden sticks used for the torches and throw them on the ground scattered.

And after the two of them did this, they held their breath and continued to move forward in the direction they were going to go.

Suddenly, from time to time, the voices of others came from time to time.

The two glanced at each other and quietly approached.

I saw that countless fires had scorched up the somewhat crowded cave.

Just hear ----

"How long will it take to go, you ordinary people won't be deceiving the young master, right?! Huh?"

- arrogant and domineering, with authority in the palm of his hand.

This was Jiang Jiuxiao's first thought after hearing the voice of this young man.

- But you always feel like it's weird?

Jiang Jiuxiao slowed down his pace, and hid with the "big tail" in the blind corner of those people's vision.

She wrinkled her brows, and said in her heart, common people? Young master?

"This little adult, I'm, I'm, I'm really—that's what I saw around here! I really didn't lie to you! It was a somewhat flattering, subdued but frightened tone.

As if he was afraid that others would not believe him, he dragged out his voice.

Probing slightly, I saw a middle-aged man in a cloth shirt who seemed to be currying favor, the young man in Chinese clothes who was called the young master.

- There are quite a lot of people, at least visible, about twenty people.

Looking at their clothes, Jiang Jiuxiao and Mu Qingchen both agreed that this middle-aged man should just be an ordinary hunter in the family.

The head of the other group was a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, who should be the son of a noble family, and his status was not low.

The boy and the people behind the boy were under those torches, and it was obvious that their facial features were extremely three-dimensional, full of exotic flavor.

Some of them have slightly curly hair and are relatively strong.

Although the clothes are all changed to the Central Plains style, they have nothing to do with these characteristics.

Jiang Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows, thinking, I see, they are from Xiling.

Therefore, the young master should be the son of the head of one of the four tribes of Xiling.

A man approached behind the young man,

The man narrowed his eyes, and even though he looked a little old and tall, it was not difficult to see his character.

He held his head high, as if nothing could make him grovel and let go of his pride.

He walked behind the young man, leaned forward, and analyzed in a low and calm and rational voice, "Don't be angry, the young master has no one to see the treasure, and this man is not lying." Our people must not conflict with the Southern Dynasty at this time, even if it is one, "a common people."

But his voice has not yet fallen.

The young man in Chinese clothes tightened his brows, although he was not old, he still had childishness, but his height was not short, and his momentum was not small.

A man who turned around, stared sharply at the man behind him, who was vigorous but also vicissitudes, and said word by word, "This young master does things, and I don't need you to teach him!" ”

- Mongolian?!

Jiang Jiuxiao was a little surprised in his heart.

But after thinking about it, it would explain why she felt that the boy sounded strange when he spoke.

Although she doesn't know the Mongolian language, she has never eaten pork, and she has never seen a pig run?

This is very similar to the Khitan language in the heritage language family that she was exposed to when she was studying at the special operations base.

However, she was not a researcher of the language, and she never thought she would use it.

As a result, what they said just now, Jiang Jiuxiao understood a few words at most.

What is angry, what is there. And the young man, what to do, what to teach.

......

If you don't say anything, you can't judge the information in it.

Jiang Jiuxiao's face couldn't be darker anymore, if it weren't for the darkness, he would almost be able to fight with charcoal ash.

She was extremely depressed, and said in her heart, it seemed that she had to learn something.

The language of Xiling is recorded in the literature as "Xiling language", she thought it would be English or something, but she really didn't think that this Xiling language was the same as the Mongolian language she understood.

Thinking like this, Jiang Jiuxiao silently glanced at the young man behind him, who was "very close" to him.

He seemed to sense his gaze, and his gaze collided with her.

Immediately, Mu Qingchen raised his eyebrows.

I don't know why, Jiang Jiuxiao just felt that he was saying-

Don't you understand?

Even if it's just feeling, she's so serious!

He didn't look at him again, and continued to stare at their movements.

Mu Qingchen was a little confused, he was just going to ask her if she wanted to translate for her himself.

Why does this little girl feel like she's angry now?

What's the situation~?