didn't get a response from him, Song Qingyun turned around, just as Mu Qingao lowered her head, her cool lips slid across the corners of her mouth, and a slight electric current flowed, and the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Mu Qingao raised his chin in a panic, not daring to look directly at Qingyun's dazzling eyes.

"You...... What did you just say? ”

Song Qingyun also turned his head, sat up straight, and slightly distanced himself from Mu Qingao.

"I didn't say anything, I—I forgot." Yes, her mind was blank now, and she forgot to ask Mu Qingao any questions.

The two were in a stalemate like this for a while, and Ji Chen seemed to sense the embarrassment of the person on his back, suddenly snorted loudly, and accelerated to run forward.

Song Qingyun didn't take precautions, his body leaned back, and fell directly into Mu Qingao's strong and broad chest, Mu Qingao saw this, and wanted to control the reins, but Jichen ran faster and faster, jumping around from the snow, Song Qingyun, who was upside down, had to stick to Mu Qingao's chest tightly, and his face was discolored, "Is it crazy?" ”

Mu Qingao calmly pulled Ji Chen's reins hard, he wanted to protect Qingyun with one arm, and the other only needed to control the reins, pulling and pulling, the wound popped out some blood, Song Qingyun was shocked, and hurriedly leaned down and lay on Ji Chen's head, slapping hard, "Are you crazy?" Stop, or I'll kill you at night and eat the roast horse. ”

Xu is Qingyun's threat played a role, Jichen slowed down, hissed dissatisfiedly, and stopped with a snort.

Qingyun looked left and right, so angry that she couldn't cry or laugh, feeling that this horse was human, probably angry and threatened by herself, and actually stopped straight in a snow hole more than a meter deep, she and Mu Qingao's bodies were full of flying snow foam, and even it itself turned from jujube red to mottled white.

"Stingy ghost, you did your own mistakes first, and you are not allowed to be criticized by others, you hurry up and go to the right path, otherwise I will really eat your flesh and drink your blood, if you don't believe it, ask your master, do I have a workshop for processing sauce meat? I haven't made soy horse meat yet, and it is said that it tastes good, and the meat of Maxima like yours is more chewy, so many people will enjoy it. ”

Mu Qingao squinted and smiled from beginning to end, and when he saw Qingyun turn his head to make him speak, he put his hand to his mouth and coughed a few times, hiding his smile, and said vaguely, "You're right!" ”

Ji Chen was even more dissatisfied, turned around and glanced at Mu Qingao with big eyes full of grievances, and was just about to play tricks, when Song Qingyun's fierce beheading action was reflected in his pupils, it jumped sharply and returned to a place with little snow.

Being so troubled by it, the two forgot about the previous embarrassment, and Song Qingyun said her question again.

Mu Qingaoyun pointed to the reckless mountains in the distance lightly, "Just rely on them." ”

Backing on the mountain positioning, this should have a wealth of wild knowledge!

Song Qingyun was in awe and looked at him with admiration, "I heard that you left home very early to fight in Nanban, it was very hard at that time, right?" ”

Regarding his battle for fame, Mu Qingao rarely mentions it to others.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the back of Song Qingyun's head for a long time, until Song Qingyun looked back at him with doubts, and then he put away his gaze and looked at the clear blue sky.

"People are destined to be very hard all their lives, and when you suffer too much, you won't feel bitter."

The death of his mother stimulated his sensitive nerves, he was afraid of the darkness in the palace, and wanted to escape as soon as possible from the place where he could frequent nightmares, so he asked his father to ask him to lead troops to fight in the southern barbarians.

There are very few people in the capital who believe that he can come back alive, and all that is spread on the streets and alleys is sarcasm and sarcasm about him, saying that he does not know the height of the sky and the earth, and takes the lives of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty as a child's play.

The old masters of the Hanlin Academy jointly asked the emperor to abolish his status as a prince, and wrote him uselessly and scolded him incompletely, as if his existence was a humiliation for the royal family.

How did those nightmarish days come about? Is it hard? Isn't it sad? Is there anyone to comfort you? It doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that Song Qingyun was able to put aside his previous suspicions and ask him softly, and a sour feeling surged under Mu Qingao's nose, which was suppressed by his stubborn and cold expression.

"Let's go, we must reach Rong City before dark."

Song Qingyun was silent, she could really feel the loneliness and loneliness of the man behind her, and her mood also dropped, and then she stopped talking to him, and gradually the wound on the back of her head also brought her painful pain with "sudden bursts".

It would be nice if the road could go smoothly.

After noon, the sky gradually darkened, and the north wind blew more and more fiercely, with a biting chill.

Mu Qingao let her sit behind her, at this moment her body was too weak, and she didn't have the strength to hold Mu Qingao's waist at all, Mu Qingao had to use a rope to carry her on her shoulder, and then wrapped her tightly, using the limited space to leave her warmth.

"How long will it take?" Song Qingyun's breath was no longer as energetic as in the morning, wilting and sticking to his back, and asked weakly.

"Qingyun, if you hold on a little longer, we will be able to reach Rongcheng in no time."

Jichen is a thousand-mile horse, and his physical strength and speed are incomparable to ordinary horses, but no matter how good a horse is, he can't withstand many days of running.

Walking in the snow itself is very difficult, not to mention that in some places it needs to wade through the belly-deep snow inch by inch, and the physical energy is too much and cannot be replenished, and in the end, it is also tired and has a white breath and a constant snort.

Mu Qingao patted Jichen's neck distressedly, then raised his head and looked into the distance with heavy eyes, under the endless snowfield, the two of them looked so small, lonely, and helpless.

Even in the wilderness where there are no people, there are all kinds of killing intentions hidden.

Not to mention the people in the court who wanted to send him to hell from which he could never recover, the starving refugee tide was the most difficult for him to deal with.

When everyone can eat people, there is no reason and no civilization.

When they entered a dilapidated town, Ji Chen stepped on his hooves uneasily, and if Song Qingyun was sober, he would definitely laugh at him for being so nervous because he was afraid of being slaughtered and roasted horse.

Mu Qingao also maintained a high degree of vigilance, he tilted his head and called out to Song Qingyun behind him a few times, and after receiving no response, his heart sank, and he quickly untied the rope on his body, jumped off the saddle, and tied Song Qingyun firmly to Jichen's back.

He slapped Jichen on the buttocks, Jichen glanced back at him, hissed in his heart, and then ran to a small alley next to him.

After Mu Qingao saw Ji Chen disappearing into the end of the alley with light clouds, he turned around and stared coldly at an empty house in front of him.

It was nearly evening, the sky was overcast as if it was about to fall, and the whimpering of the north wind through the dilapidated houses made the scalp tense with the howl of ghosts and wolves.

Slowly, he walked towards the empty house step by step, and with lightning speed, he kicked open the hidden door, and instantly rushed a few white lights from inside, heading straight for Mu Qingao's front door.

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