Ye Yunxi jumped down, swept out with a broken long sword in his hand, and the Sen Han sword qi wrapped in violent snowflakes instantly overturned a group of black-clothed people. Immediately, she raised her left hand and "brushed and brushed" to shoot a row of hidden weapons, and the black-clothed men who intercepted and killed the young man in Chinese clothes also fell to the ground one by one.

Seeing this, the remaining black-clothed people looked at each other, and immediately scattered and fled, Ye Yunxi flew up and jumped on the reeds, and the hidden weapon was shot out in all directions as if he didn't want money, and the black-clothed people "plopped" and fell to the ground one after another, falling into the reeds.

After solving everyone, Ye Yunxi turned around to check on the pair of masters and servants in distress.

The bearded man, covered in blood and scarred, lay motionless in the muddy and snow-covered reeds, his life and death unknown.

The young man in Chinese clothes stood beside the bearded man, holding the sword in his right hand, his face was pale, his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and his moon-white robe was stained with blood and mud.

Ye Yunxi sighed secretly in her heart, she, the little junior brother in her previous life, was exactly the same as in her previous life, she was young and old, she was sensible and didn't need to worry about it a little more, and she was so quiet that she didn't have a sense of existence. It's no wonder that in her previous life, she didn't notice such a little junior brother until after her death.

Ye Yunxi walked towards the master and servant, "Little boy, if you can trust me, leave with me first, this place should not be ...... for a long time."

Before he finished speaking, the pale young man fainted with a "plop".

Ye Yunxi: "......"

Walking up to the young man, squatting down and poking the young man's handsome and green face, Ye Yunxi felt that he had lost a bit of a ruthless deal this time. Not only do you have to help clean up the enemy, but you also have to think of ways to arrange a way back for this kid in the future. Not to mention it, let's just say that now, she is a weak woman who is powerless, and she has to think of a way to carry this kid and his entourage to a safe place and settle down! It's really a sin created in her previous life, so that she hasn't had a peaceful life in her life!

After sighing, Ye Yunxi lifted the bearded man and the boy one by one, and disappeared in the reeds in a few jumps.

Xiao Jimo slowly opened his eyes, there was a rock cave above his head, the light in the cave was dim, he sat up and noticed that he was lying in the warm and soft futon, and even changed a set of clothes on his body.

Zhang Tu, the guard who was seriously injured in the reeds, was lying on the other side of the cave, also covered with a quilt, and he was still unconscious.

The cave was clean, there were no dead leaves and grass, and there was no smell of wild beasts, and there were two braziers burning in the corner, and the air was warm and dry, and it was obvious that it had been carefully organized, but it did not look like someone had lived here for a long time.

The light at the entrance of the cave dimmed, and Xiao Jimo, who looked at the cave quietly, looked over vigilantly, and only saw a slender figure with the light on his back.

He carefully distinguished for a moment, his frowning brows slowly loosened, and he wanted to stand up, but he thought that he was only wearing a shirt at the moment, and sat down in embarrassment, his face changed uncertainly, and he rarely showed a trace of embarrassment.

Ye Yunxi walked over with a porcelain bowl in one hand and a roast chicken with a branch in the other, and asked, "Wake up, what's wrong?" ”

Xiao Jimo shook his head and said with a straight face: "In Xia Xiao Jimo, he is a native of the capital, and he was chased by robbers on the way back to his hometown, thank you for saving her life." ”

Ye Yunxi handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to the young man, and said indifferently: "Gossip Mo Ti, let's eat something first, and I'll talk about it later." ”