In front of the city gate, dozens of black ink soldiers watched the two leave. A soldier looked at the two figures that were gradually moving away and said: Who are these two centurions, you don't care if you ride into the city.

Hearing this, the centurion sneered: "Have you ever heard of Hongfang Academy?"

The soldier was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: Could it be...

"Yes, there is frost in Hongfang Academy, and the woman in white is the first Aotian Snow in Hongfang Academy.

A few months ago, the city was still prosperous, but now it is a lot deserted, all the merchants of the Miao nationality have long left, and only the merchants of Chongzhou are left, and it is also for the sake of mixed life, if it is not for all the helplessness, there are children in the family to raise and leave long ago. Everyone knows that it won't be long before there will be a war here.

The Holy Son looked at the somewhat desolate Qinda City guarded and sighed with emotion: A few months ago, this was still a big village on the border of my Miao people, second only to the existence of the four major villages, but now it has become someone else's territory. The Xiao family's black ink army is really not to be underestimated, if the Miao people can be unified one day, they may not be able to compete with the world for hegemony.

Ao Tianxue looked sideways at the Holy Son, this was the first time he had heard the Holy Son say such words, and he couldn't help but look at it with curiosity. The Holy Son is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, and he usually doesn't see anything, just playing and playing, and today he found out that this guy has a very strong national sentiment in his heart, and at the same time has ambitions that he can't even detect.

Forget it, I'm here to be his bodyguard, to keep him safe for three years, as for the Miao people, Chongzhou, and even the world, what does it have to do with me. Looking back in a blink of an eye, it was another year when the leaves fell, and Ao Tianxue looked forward and flew silently.

The two rode away, holding the ultimatum naturally unimpeded. Soon crossed the Qinda Cheng and crossed the mountain range and entered the hinterland of the Miao people. This is the first time that Ao Tianxue has entered the territory of the Miao people in a real sense.

The mountains on both sides are deserted, and I haven't seen a village after walking for twenty miles, which Ao Tianxue didn't expect, if it is Tianhong, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible. After passing through several mountains, Ao Tianxue was stunned, looked at the surrounding woods, and sneered: Let's rest for a while. After speaking, without waiting for the Holy Son to answer, he walked forward, and it happened that a flying eagle crossed the sky, and Ao Tianxue did not raise his head, and threw out a black favor casually.

Shot into the sky, only to hear the black hawk scream and slide down. Ao Tianxue's hand trembled slightly, the silk thread quickly retracted into the cuffs, and the black needle was nowhere to be seen. The Black Hawk fell into the hands.

Black Hawk is not big, and adult rabbits are about the same size. Ao Tianxue looked at the black eagle in her hand and threw it to the Holy Son at random and said: I will provide the ingredients, and you will roast them.

The Holy Son took the Black Eagle and said helplessly: Why don't you bring Black Mountain here, I will soon become your nanny all the way. He said that his hands were indeed not idle, and he plucked the eagle feathers from three times and divided them by two, and then turned around and disemboweled, and then took out a few pieces of chopping wood from the horse's back pocket.

This hand made Ao Tianxue stunned, and laughed out loud: You slippery head is much more than a black mountain ghost.

The Holy Son pursed his lips, snorted coldly and ignored Ao Tianxue, and continued to deal with the Black Eagle.

Aotian Xue lay on her side, and the cold air slowly released from her body, turning into a faint mist that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and heading towards the lawn behind her.

The three people in the lawn were dressed in black, and the moment they saw Ao Tianxue hit the black eagle with a hidden weapon, their hearts tightened, knowing that they had met a master. Hurriedly conceal the breath and observe for a while. Said lightly: Withdraw.

Several people slowly jumped backwards, jumped down the hillside and rode away.

A few people evacuated, Ao Tianxue's cold air fluttered into the air, and the corners of her mouth hung a faint smile, count the other party smart, otherwise she could have left them alive in an instant.

Aotian Xue closed her eyes, felt her surroundings, and made sure there were no other ambushes. Fang Cai smiled at the Holy Son: Hurry up and starve to death.

The Holy Son was naturally completely unaware of what had just happened, and said impatiently: "I know, my eldest sister Tianxue, you have to give me some time." After speaking, he turned sideways, picked up a bottle of fine wine, threw it over, and said: Drink some wine first.