After a long day of traveling, it is already very close to the market. As far as the eye can see, you can see a continuous corner of the eaves.

I was weaving through the rocks, a small hill that had recently been covered by a landslide.

"Chirp!" Suddenly there was a sharp chirp from above, and then a black shadow fell down like a boulder, and when it was close to it, it quickly gathered its wings and turned around, and landed steadily on my outstretched arm, and its bright red and powerful claws clasped my hand, and the black purple shiny wings flapped twice and then clinged to my side, fanning out a small whirlwind and slapping on my face, causing the hair to blow away from the ears one after another.

The unruly eyes roamed in all directions, as if a mighty monarch was patrolling his subjects, radiant and arrogant.

The black purple feathers are shiny, the streamlined body highlights the advantage of being good at flying, and the undulating muscles like mountains indicate strength and strength.

Power and beauty are perfectly unified in it. This is the falcon, an eagle-like bird that was born to hunt and fight. They are free and unfettered, roaming the seas, but willing to sacrifice absolute loyalty to their masters when necessary, without fear of death.

I took down the small note, densely covered with the handwriting of my apprentice, who described the situation of the battle in a fifteen-fifteen-ten manner, and showed undisguised anxiety and concern about my situation.

The battle is over, our side has won a crushing victory, and now everyone is returning to their base camp to repair. The next battle is about to be a long time away, and there is no place for me for the time being.

I took off the small pen tied to the falcon's claws, then flipped the small note over, and quickly wrote a reply to the apprentice, put it in the small bamboo tube, and as soon as I raised my hand, the falcon spread its wings and flew upward, and soon disappeared into the sky.

As soon as I turned my head, I found Ye Shuyun standing there staring at me intently, his expression was rarely stunned.

Seeing my gaze, he immediately turned around, coughed slightly unnaturally, and his cheeks rose a few thin reds, which was a sight I had never seen before.

"What's wrong with you?" I'm a little puzzled, it can't be a cold or fever or something, he has always had a strong physique, and he doesn't feel cold in a single shirt in winter, but today he looks different.

"It's okay," he quickly adjusted, and asked me with a good smile, "How's it going?" ”

"It's over, we don't need to bother." I replied, "The first priority is to heal your wounds." ”

He's been changing his own dressing and won't let me do it for me, so I can't tell what his injuries are.

He added a warm spring light in his eyes, and a useful expression: "I will care about people and make progress." ”

I was about to open my mouth when a carriage came galloping towards me, and we looked at each other, stopped the carriage and headed for town.