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"First of all, of course, to know what time it is, and also, where are we now?" Meng Yuan said unhurriedly. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info/|\Bubble 'book' (WWW.paoshu8.CoM) update super fast /|\

"Oh, how can you see that there is no village in front of this place and no store in the mountains?" He Yunmeng was still smiling.

"I didn't expect you to have such a childish side, let's say, I know you've seen something." Meng Yuan smiled and poked at her.

"Well, the mountains here are a little familiar, and if I look at the position and direction of the sun, if I expect it to be correct, it should be in the middle of the river. It's a pity that it's noon and not night, otherwise you can be sure. ”

Meng Yuan nodded with a smile and said, "Sure enough, she is worthy of being my good teacher niece, smart and clever." He pointed to the mountain road not far behind her and said, "Well, there's a young man in white there, just ask." ”

He Yunmeng glared at him fiercely, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a young man in white walking dozens of feet away.

He carried his hands, white light clothes, fluttering in the wind, like snow on the top of a mountain, and his eyes were bright, like stars on the prairie.

"What a beautiful boy." He Yunmeng looked at Meng Yuan's ordinary public face: "Much more handsome than Uncle Shi." Seeing the corners of Meng Yuan's mouth twitch, she continued: "It's just that the eyes are not as good as Uncle Shi's." ”

Meng Yuan grinned and said, "Are you praising me or belittling me?" ”

He Yunmeng chuckled and said, "People are just telling the truth, don't be angry." ”

Seeing that the young man had already arrived, Meng Yuan stopped laughing with He Yunmeng, stepped forward, and said, "This little brother is invited." ”

The young man glanced at him vigilantly, but fortunately, Meng Yuan was wearing his favorite black costume at this time, although he looked ordinary, but his bearing was still quite calm. Seeing the beautiful woman beside him again, the young man's face also looked a little better, and said:

"Is there anything wrong with Your Excellency?"

Meng Yuan's gaze swept over the other party's ears and earlobes covertly, and he had already guessed the identity of the other party, so he said: "Under the surname Meng, this is Meng's niece, surnamed He, I came to Tibet for a visit, I don't want to get lost in this mountain, I don't know what to call the little brother, can you tell Meng the path to the grassland?" ”

The young man in white nodded, pointed ahead, and said, "Follow this road, cross the mountain col in front of you, and you can see the grassland." ”

The young man looked a little anxious and nervous, hugged his fists after speaking, and hurriedly walked forward, He Yun dreamed of saying hello to him, but saw that he didn't look back, his feet were fast, and he had gone far.

"Haha, what's the matter, even my lovely niece and nephew failed to attract the attention of that beautiful young man." Meng Yuan joked.

He Yunmeng glared at Meng Yuan, a beauty like her, greeting people with a smile, but being ignored is always not a pleasant thing.

"Okay, don't be angry, that's a girl, of course I can't look down on my family's Yunmeng." Meng Yuan smiled.

"How do you know?" He Yunmeng was stunned.

"Did you say that I am an all-knowing uncle?" said Meng Yuan solemnly.

He Yunmeng jumped up, grabbed Mengyuan's sleeve and said, "Let's go, let's go, if you go down, you'll be angry with Uncle Shi." ”

After taking care of each other in the Blue Blood Sword and the Illusory Realm, the two of them already have a little mutual understanding and tacit understanding, and although they are joking, they have exchanged a lot of news.

More than a hundred steps behind the white-clothed young man, the two followed slowly.

Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain,

The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses.

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast,

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

Although this is not the Elechuan River, nor is it under the Yin Mountain, the scene in front of you is still so magnificent.

The sunset gradually sets on the mountainside, the sky is vast, like a dome shrouded in this endless prairie, the wind blows in the face, bringing the howling of sheep, the howling of cows, and the neighing of horses, mixed into a desolate sound rhyme, and then, the herds of sheep, cows, and horses come like mountains and seas.

Green hills, green grass, cattle, sheep and horses galloping, like a large army, courageous.

The two of them saw the wonders of heaven and earth, and they both stopped for a while, and it seemed that their whole hearts were stretched out.

The herd gradually moved away, but in the distance came the herdsmen's songs, which were so high-pitched and clear, and the beginning of the song was "Allah", which was the name of the god believed by the nomadic Hui people. Shoulder to shoulder, the two of them walked together towards the place where the song was heard.

On the dark green grassland, there are white tents, such as small flowers dotted on the dark green carpet under the light of the stars, He Yunmeng cheered, and he had already started his light work, and his body was undulating, leaving Mengyuan behind.

Meng Yuan let out a clear crane chirp from his mouth, which was a kind of unrestrained refreshment, which made him open his arms, and the real qi in his body swirled, forming an aura around his arms, and his body flew up like a big bird, soaring.

No matter how weird and fast He Yunmeng's body was, Mengyuan was like an elegant crane, fluttering five steps behind her, occasionally lazily clicking on the ground, or shaking his arms, and then flew out of the way.

When they arrived at the place where they could see the figures, the two of them returned to the walking stage, and ran wildly, causing a faint red halo to float on He Yunmeng's face, reflecting the distant firelight, which was very moving.

Meng Yuan walked to her side, grabbed her arm, and once again carried the peerless light skill of "The End of the World", and walked a dozen steps so inconspicuously, and the two of them had already reached the edge of the bonfire.

Dozens of Tibetan women, dressed in brightly colored robes with large sleeves, were singing around the bonfire, and their soft hair was knotted into countless tiny long braids, which hung down on their shoulders like flowing water. Their bodies are petite, adorned with rings, glowing with jeweled gold and silver, and on their heads, they all wear small, brightly colored hats.

The Tibetan woman was innocent, enthusiastic and hearty, and when she saw the two coming, she greeted them with a smile, and said something muttering in her mouth. He Yun dreamed that Mengyuan was confused, so she smiled and explained that she had lived in Yunnan for a long time, and she naturally understood this Tibetan language.

"They said that we are welcome to come as guests, and they also said that there will be a market tomorrow, and there will be a lot of Han people to do business."

Meng Yuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept quickly across the crowd, but he didn't see the young man with a scar on his face that he wanted to see, presumably he hadn't arrived yet, or he had already slept.

Meng Yuan didn't care, he had already seen the white-clothed young man he had seen during the day, sitting by a fire, turning the mutton on the fire fork a little awkwardly.

Although there are many people around him, he seems to stand out from the crowd and is clearly distinguishable from the people around him.

Meng Yuan and He Yunmeng walked over with a smile, and while thanking him for helping to guide the way during the day, they sat down beside him, and the young man frowned slightly, but he didn't leave after all. Meng Yuan took the mutton from the side, brushed it with oil sauce, and turned it on the fire, the technique was extremely skillful, and after a while, a large piece of mutton turned into a piece of incense under the flipping of his left hand and the flying of the knife in his right hand.

He Yunmeng was full of praise while eating Mengyuan's grilled meat skewers, which made the young man a little greedy. Meng Yuan gave a friendly smile appropriately, took the fire fork from his hand, and roasted it.

Although the barley wine is a little bitter, it is intoxicating, and the meat roasted by Mengyuan, a master chef, is even more authentic and fragrant. Three people, you take a sip of wine, and I have a piece of meat, and they will quickly become familiar.

Of course, this young man is Tie Xinlan, she disguised herself as a man and came to the Valley of the Wicked to look for her long-lost father, the Crazy Lion Tie Zhan, but she happened to be met by Meng Yuan and the others. She saw that Mengyuan was full of bearing, but he was gentle and polite, He Yunmeng was beautiful and charming, and she was delicate, but unconsciously, she had a good impression of the two.

Mengyuan took advantage of her unpreparedness and glanced at He Yunmeng, He Yunmengyu pointed a little, and a handful of "fairy half-day drunk" arrived on the meat skewer in Tie Xinlan's hand.

Soon, Tie Xinlan, who was "overwhelmed by alcohol", fell into a deep sleep and was helped into a tent by Meng Yuan.

"Get a copy of the treasure map"

Meng Yuan, who was already a habitual offender of forging fakes, finished reading the treasure map, and then asked He Yunmeng to put it away as it was, took out the pen and ink, and drew this treasure map exactly as it was. The two looked at each other and smiled, all without saying a word.

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