The chic of Qinglian Palace lies in the fact that it is 'fine' everywhere, for example, the bathing room, the whole long stone pool is not breathtaking, but the real eye-catching is the bubbling spring on the wall, which makes the not too big room seem to be in harmony with nature, beautiful.

Hot springs were rare in ancient times, right? The room with such a prominent identity should have been appreciated more, but at this moment, Yan Liyu really didn't have time to care about it, so he hugged the change of clothes and hurriedly closed the room 'door'.

"What's the hurry? Rushing to die? There are so many requirements for changing clothes, and you still think of yourself as a prince? Bi Sheng held back his anger and cursed in a low voice, holding his sword and leaning against the 'door' with his shoulder, cutting off the only way out.

After a short moment of silence, there was a sound of water in the room, and occasionally one or two comfortable sighs sounded, which made Bi Sheng more and more annoyed. It is a person who enjoys the most heinous crimes, why does she, a chivalrous 'woman' who does the way for heaven, guard the 'door' for the wicked? If the person who gave the order was not Wen Moqing, she would definitely poke a few swords in Yan Liwu's body first, and then let her appear naked in front of the world.

"You're scolding me in your heart, aren't you? Because I spent the night in the same room with your brother, and came out disheveled, and he wouldn't tell you what had happened. The sound of the water subsided, and the voice of disobedience came from the room.

Bi Sheng pulled down his face, and his tone was suddenly fierce: "Don't talk nonsense, have you finished changing your clothes?" Hurry out and get out there, there's no time for you to bathe comfortably and apply incense! ”

"'Women' have to learn to dress up themselves in order to be easy to please men." Separated by a 'door', the words are still in a leisurely tone, and there is still a bit of mockery, "Forget it, you can't understand it, people like you can only hold a sword and shout nonsense, rude, no wonder your senior brother doesn't have you in his eyes and heart, what is the wishful thinking?" ”

Wen Moqing's name seems to be Bi Sheng's weakness, or she is full of emotion and is ignored by Wen Moqing because she is against the scales, in short, when Yan Li's worries bring the topic to Wen Moqing, Bi Sheng, who has been barely suppressing her anger, finally couldn't help but explode.

"Say goodbye! You get the hell out of here—"

Under the rage, Bi Sheng turned around and kicked open the 'door' with a bang, and before the high and sharp angry shouts landed, a bucket of warm spring water flowed straight down, and it was splashed on Bi Sheng's body without any 'waves'.

Because she was carried away by anger just now, Bi Sheng didn't notice when the 'door' that should have been closed became a state of concealment, let alone that Yan Liwu lightly put a bucket of water on the frame of the 'door'. When he was caught off guard and was drenched by water, and stood in place in a daze without time to react, another large 'yin' shadow fell from the top of his head, and his vision was instantly obscured.

The sudden darkness will make people fall into panic, "chaos" and "chaos", and the 'women' of the rivers and lakes who have excellent hands are no exception.

After vigorously covering the wet heavy curtain on Bi Sheng's head, Yan Li pursed his lips and kicked hard at the knee behind Bi Sheng, grabbed and pulled Bi Sheng, and exclaimed, Bi Sheng, who was angry just now, looked like he was going to eat people, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, wrapped in the curtain and struggling desperately.

Yan Liwu took advantage of this effort to grab the 'door' and ran along the bluestone road towards the dense woods outside the palace.

"What's going on?" Wen Moqing, who hurried to hear the scream, picked up Bi Sheng and looked in the direction of her finger, only to see that Yan Liwu had already run to the edge of the woods, and his figure was about to be swallowed up by the dense green 'color'.

"She actually, dare to ......" Bi Sheng was so angry that she was incoherent, and she accidentally saw the 'fine' iron bow and arrow hanging on the wall to show off, and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Rushing to the wall to take down the bow and arrow, Bi Sheng quickly pulled the bowstring, closed one eye and aimed at the back that was about to disappear, and before Yin Junbai rushed forward to stop it, the slender fingers that tightly held the bowstring were suddenly released, and the arrow from the string let out a sharp roar.

However, the arrow did not enter the body as Bi Sheng expected, and it didn't even fly a foot away, and it was grabbed by a palm in time just after leaving the string.

"Senior brother?!" Bi Sheng gasped, shocked and sleepy, and looked sideways at Wen Moqing who was blocking her, "Senior brother, what are you doing here?" She's about to run away! ”

Wen Moqing shook her head lightly, and her eyes moved to the back that disappeared into the woods: "It's still uncertain whether she is the Qinglian King, and it's best not to hurt her 'life' until the conclusion is conclusive." ”

"What is this? Didn't Senior Brother say before he came, it is not a pity for King Qinglian to die for many evils, and anyone who serves her life and acts for the tiger will die innocently. Even if that person is not the Qinglian King, he is also her stand-in, why let her go? I'd rather kill than let go, senior brother can't even remember what he said? ”

Facing the emotionally 'excited' junior sister Bi Sheng, Wen Moqing 'groaned' for a moment without answering, raised his finger and pointed to the forest where Yan Li disappeared: "The forest is very big, she can't go out for a while, and it's too late to chase now." ”

"What if I can't catch up?" Bi Sheng wanted to continue to ask, but he couldn't help but meet Wen Moqing's eyes, and the arguing stopped abruptly.

There was a thin layer of coldness in his indifferent eyes, as if he were dealing with a stranger, and as if he was impatient.

Bi Sheng let go and threw his bow and arrow on the ground with a bang, his frustrated look was the opposite of a moment ago: "I know, I'll chase it." ”

Wen Moqing nodded with satisfaction, turned around and hurriedly walked out of the 'door', and when he passed by Yin Junbai who came over, his low and light voice was emotionless: "You are guarding here, and you are not allowed to go anywhere - the matter of King Qinglian, I will settle accounts with you later." ”

The dense forest is where the beautiful scenery of Qinglian Mountain is located, and it is also the natural barrier of Qinglian Palace, the green and lush leaves cover the sky and the sun, and even the blazing sun can not resist the branches to block it, and it is 'kneaded' into thousands of pieces and sprinkled on the forest path.

He ran lifelessly without knowing the direction, his clothes were soaked with 'dew' water, his cheeks and arms were cut with blood marks from sharp branches, and the subtle pain spread all over his body; The dappled and broken sunlight in my vision went from bright to dark, and thunder gradually sounded overhead, seeing that a heavy rain was coming.

Yan Liwu didn't dare to stop, she didn't want to be the 'meat' of the sword fish anymore, whether it was Wen Moqing or Yin Junbai, or Bi Sheng, who was not calm enough in martial arts, anyone who might threaten her 'life' should stay away.

However, running requires physical strength, and if you haven't eaten for a day, where does you have so much strength to keep running? Qinglian Mountain is so tall and dense that it is difficult to distinguish the direction, and when Yan Li is too tired to move, she suddenly discovers the bad truth - she is 'lost', or rather, she doesn't know which side of the road is.

A slightly flat clearing became a temporary resting place for Yan Liwu, curled up under the tree and closed his eyes, and his body was sore and tired. I don't know how long I sat under the tree, and the words that were gradually falling asleep in the daze were awakened by the faint sound of music, and I listened carefully, it seemed to be some kind of musical instrument.

If there is an instrument, there must be someone, and someone will have the opportunity to escape from this woods that does not see the light of day.

Yan Liwu got up without hesitation and followed the sound of the flute, and after walking only three hundred steps, he saw a little fire in front of him, and what came first than the firelight was a rich aroma of vegetables that made Yan Liwu's belly sound like a drum.