Chapter Seventy-Seven: The White Shadow of the Dawn (2)

The snow melts in the sunshine, the trees are shaded, the water is clear, and the sky is the same color.

The snowhorse seemed to be a little tired, so he slowed down and walked slowly on the side of the road, occasionally eating a bite of the grass on the ground.

Wang Xu didn't urge it, and rode on horseback to look at the scenery around this place, which was completely different from the north.

The official roads in the south are significantly wider than those in the north, and the terrain is more gentle.

The roads are no longer snowy and grassy.

From time to time, the roars of birds and beasts come and go, vibrant, but they are also relatively dangerous.

Wang Xu happened to walk under the shade of a tree, and he was ready to dismount and rest.

Although he was not tired at all along the way, it was obvious that the young horse sitting down had drooped his ears, and it seemed that he had not yet learned to control his physical strength.

"Go ahead, go and take a break."

Wang Xu jumped off the horse and patted the horse's back.

"Poof."

The snowhorse snorted, strolled to the side, pouted the grass roots, and lay half-lying on the ground.

This is just the corner of the official road, and a large open space is vacated, which is recessed into it, plus there are several large trees with lush branches and leaves, which not only block the wind and sand, but also create a good resting place.

Therefore, he was not the only one resting in this vicinity, there were also people sitting on the side and whispering this, there were very few people alone, but without exception, they all had swords in their hands.

Wang Xu found a large bluestone, spread a layer of mats on it, and sat down.

At this time, it is still early, and the horsepower of the snow horse is indeed extraordinary, and it is estimated that you will be able to reach Binyang City in the afternoon.

Wang Xu was thinking about it when he saw a person walking over in the distance.

He looked at it slightly, and his face looked loyal and honest, but his eyes revealed a little treacherous from time to time.

As the man walked in, he could distinctly smell a faint strange smell, similar to that of a horse.

"It turned out to be for you."

Wang Xu shook his head and looked at the snowhorse next to him who had already gotten up and was walking leisurely.

In his eyes, this is just a horse, but in the eyes of some people, this is not a horse, it is glory and wealth, and even life!

He bent his fingers a little, and suddenly a wisp of moon-devouring energy crept out.

Wang Xu's face was indifferent, this was different from the tricks he used on Ma Bowen before, before he overestimated the physical fitness of ordinary people, and underestimated his incomparably pure moon-devouring strength, so he killed Ma Bowen by mistake.

But if you kill it, you will kill it, and if you kill it, it can be regarded as helping him, otherwise if this person goes to bother Qiuyin, I am afraid that the death will be even more ugly.

Even Miao Qiuyin may be dissatisfied with him, thinking that he is so indecisive in doing things, after all, the other party is not an ordinary person, but a ghost, and he can't guess with ordinary people's thinking.

It's better to keep the hassle to a minimum.

This time, the moon-devouring energy he used was only one-tenth of the strength of the last time, and he would probably not kill people, but there was still a serious illness.

"At first glance, it's a chick, and it's pretending to hold a knife."

Ma San thought contemptuously in his heart, and looked at the other party's brocade clothes, pendants, and a pair of white tender hands with some jealousy, "Hmph, don't look at your hands, people who can really use knives can be like that, what to pretend, but this horse is really good!" ”

He looked greedily at the snow-treading horse, and at the same time thought about how to get close, it was best to get to the bottom first, if it was......

"Humph!"

Ma San thought in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, he felt weak, his head was a little groggy, his feet were misplaced, and he fell to the ground with a stumble, and after rolling a few times, he stopped moving, and his upper and lower lips trembled slightly.

"I, I'm ......"

Ma San's two companions were watching from a distance, they were both members of the caravan, and they were responsible for finding good horses outside, and trying to get their hands on them before handing them over to the club.

Nowadays, all parts of the Southland have self-respecting troops, and horses have become a valuable resource, especially good horses, which are the most important thing.

And their horse gang is a big force that secretly sells good horses, and they don't do this kind of thing once or twice.

This is the place where they squat, used to find prey, if the other party is from a big family in the south, it will be regarded as not seen, but if it is from a distant land, then it will not be polite.

Anyway, after they finish this time, they will change places, and they will not know it, and the forces in the meeting will also help them cover up the facts.

This period of time is the peak season of their horse gang, there are many students studying in other places, and the likewise, the probability of a famous horse will be very large, the three of them have been waiting for most of the day, but I didn't expect that there was no one who agrees, but the emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally let them wait, sure enough, after Ma San whispered an order, he couldn't wait to step forward.

Originally, they were about to see how Ma San fooled this young man who had just gone out, but they didn't expect Ma San to fall directly to the ground after taking a few steps.

"Fourth brother, third brother, what kind of trick is this?"

The thin man with an earth-colored hat was a little stunned, and hurriedly asked the person next to him.

The fourth brother actually doesn't have four in his name, but he was pulled in by Ma San, so it is naturally Ma Si, as for what happened to Ma Si before, it is unknown.

Ma Si actually didn't understand it a little, but he couldn't lose his identity in front of the new little brother who joined the gang, so he pretended to say in a deep voice: "What do you know, what the third brother does can we understand?" ”

"Oh!"

Ma Wu nodded, and then carefully watched what his third brother was doing.

But after he looked at it for a while, he found that something was not quite right, "Fourth brother, third brother, his face seems to be a little blue, and why does his body feel twitching?" ”

Ma Si was also a little panicked in his heart, he took a deep breath, "Let's go, go up and have a look." ”

The two walked forward with a hairy hand, and Ma Si patted Ma San on the ground, "Third brother, are you okay?" ”

Seeing that there was no response, he trembled and patted Ma San's face again with his hand, and found that there was no movement.

Ma Si's face became more and more frightened, and he shook his hand and stretched out to Ma San's neck.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, I know!"

Ma Wu suddenly patted Ma Si's shoulder with excitement, and quietly pointed at Wang Xu, "Fourth brother, third brother is deliberate, pretending to be too real." ”

He gave him a look.

Syllable!

"Fourth brother, what are you doing beating me!"

Ma Wu held his head and looked innocent.

Ma Si took a deep breath and held back the anger in his heart, at this moment he didn't even bother to scold the other party for being stupid.

"Which one is this pulling in, I ......"

He hurriedly helped Ma San up and shook it vigorously, just now he found out that the other party was still alive, "Third brother!" Third brother! Wake up! ”

Wang Xu leaned on the bluestone, concentrating on the fluctuations of the wisp of moon-devouring energy.

Gradually, he realized that what happened last time was not an illusion, although it was faint this time, but he could indeed feel that the moon-devouring energy in the body of the person lying on the grass seemed to be a little stronger, and the connection with him was getting closer and closer.

"Moon-Eating ......"

Wang Xu pondered the wonderful use of the Moon Devouring Power on the side, but the situation of Ma San on the side was no longer optimistic.

His complexion was already blue, and even his black hair looked a little burnt, and he looked lifeless, his breathing was intermittent, and his breath was dying.