"Lian Bi, why do you ride a horse like this?"

"It's no wonder that you hold the horse's neck so tightly that you don't strangle the horse to death!"

Yuan Yang hugged the horse's neck and ran for a few miles, and a few attendants spoke to him behind him. Can't speak, can't make a sound, Yuan Yang is too difficult to deal with the three entourages behind her, she doesn't know how not to show flaws.

"When was he not like that? I think it must be his horse that provokes him, so he will deal with his own horse like this. At this time, another attendant responded lazily, and Yuan Yang was overjoyed, thanks to this attendant, if it weren't for him, he really couldn't find any excuse to explain his strange behavior.

Far ahead, the kamikaze messenger Feng Lonely, the Miao Huan messenger Xin Luo, the shadow moon messenger Shifting Stars, and the five female disciples of the Burning Qin Valley, Yuan Yang has long been unable to see their figures, and she can only occasionally look forward on horseback, and she spends her extra time worrying about whether she will fall off the horse.

Fortunately, the horse that Yuan Yang was riding was not so hot, otherwise after a few struggles, Yuan Yang would have fallen hard.

The wind whistled in his head, buzzing in his ears, but fortunately, there was a mask to cover his face, and the wind that was not as strong as this knife might be able to cut Yuanyang's face alive.

Yuan Yang and the three demon sect followers followed the footsteps of the Beacon Silence until dusk, when they rode into a lush forest, they found a little fire not far away, and before the fire, several women from the Burning Qin Valley sat cross-legged, as if resting. In addition, the Shadow Moon Emissary Shifting Star and the Miao Huan Emissary were also sitting on the side.

Yuan Yang was curious, and when he was confused why he couldn't see the figure of Feng Lin clearly, he found that on the ancient tree not far away, Feng Lin was standing lightly on the tip of the tree, and he was looking at the sunset in the distance. The evening breeze at dusk echoes the whole woods, blowing the slender ribbon of the lonely, flying endlessly, the sunset dyes the sky red, and the silence under the sunset has a sense of loneliness that is difficult to read.

Several of his attendants dismounted, and they followed their example and walked to the messenger, and after bowing for a while, they found another corner and sat down.

Come to think of it, they are going to stay in this forest for one night tonight, Yuan Yang clenched his hands, cold sweat broke out in his palms, and everyone did not speak at this time, only the crackling sound of firewood could be heard, and Yuan Yang would be so worried.

Looking around, Yuan Yang realized that the scene around him was a little familiar, and when he was struggling to reminisce, he heard a woman's voice sound softly, "Is this Yuzelin?" Didn't I hear that it was humid and stuffy here, why did you come here today and the air was so refreshing? ”

It was Xue Dai, the new generation of saints of the Burning Qin Valley, who spoke, and at this time, her slender fingers kept playing with the pipa in her hand, but her eyes were looking at Feng Shi standing on the top of the tree from time to time.

Today, the three representative sects of the Demon Gate, namely the City of Winged Hope, the Abyss Pavilion and the Burning Qin Valley, at the lecture conference of the Yunji Sect that day, Qingqian Zhenren had also mentioned it, but at that time, Yuan Yang had already fallen asleep, so she still didn't know which of the three major sects of the Demon Gate were.

Through the mask, Yuan Yang carefully looked at Xue Dai, who had spoken before, and saw her light dress, with a gentle breeze, revealing her white and slender thighs, which couldn't help but make Yuan Yang shiver and his scalp tingle. Xue Dai's melon seed face, a pair of slender phoenix eyes, from time to time will reveal wisps of autumn waves, red lips lightly opened, revealing white teeth, the corners of her mouth formed the most perfect angle, phoenix eyes, but the reflection is a white shadow on the tip of the tree.

Shicai Xuedai's inquiry, and it took a long time to hear someone respond, "Isn't it that the black bear demon who occupied this place before is dead, as soon as the bear demon dies, the miasma and hot breath that Yu Zelin has accumulated for many years will slowly dissipate." The reply was Miao Huan's messenger Xin Luo, she stared at Xue Dai, and Xue Dai's every move was clearly seen by her. I don't know if it's because Yuan Yang thinks too much, or because of something else, Yuan Yang always feels that Xin Luo's words are a little sour.

As everyone knows, this red dress, her bewitching face is Xinluo, and her vinegar jar is overturned, which is really special.

Yuan Yang secretly said in his heart: "It seems that this Miaohuan Messenger and the Holy Aunt of the Burning Qin Valley are like that kamikaze messenger Feng Lonely together, alas, ......" Yuan Yang shook his head and sighed, and said secretly: "That indifferent birdman, there are still people who like it, they are really a nest of snakes and rats!" As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly, thinking that his secret was still in Feng Lone's hands, and his heart was angry.

"So, this forest, there is one less monster, more or less, we should be happy." Xue Dai said lightly, the pipa in her arms was plucked by herself to make intermittent music.

Xin Luo on the side was irritable, looked at the pipa in Xue Dai's hand, and said with some indignation: "Xue Dai Holy Maiden, could it be that just a monster will pose a threat to you?" In our city of winged lookouts, such monsters will not enter our eyes. ”

The pipa in Xue Dai's hand immediately stopped ringing, and her face flushed a little red, with a little anger, "What Miao Huan said is extremely true, just a monster, we will naturally not be afraid of Burning Qin Valley, I'm just worried that the demon will delay our trip." After speaking, she was about to take a deep look at the silence on the top of the tree, and this action made Xin Luo angry, and her chest rose and fell.

Yuan Yang watched from the sidelines, and wanted to laugh again and again, but when he thought that his situation was different, he didn't dare to make a sound, and he just held back the smile in his heart.

As night approached, she felt sleepy, and it wasn't long before she leaned against the tree behind her and fell into a deep sleep. In front of the people in the demon gate, Yuan Yang dared to fall asleep so relaxed, and I don't know if she thought about the world too beautifully.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Yang was woken up by the cold, she slowly opened her eyes, under the moonlight, she vaguely saw that there was still a white shadow standing on the top of the tree, the person's long hair fluttering in the wind, actually made his whole person a little blurred, like a dream.

Yuan Yang stared at Feng Lonely in a daze for a long time, and after a while, Feng Lonely suddenly lowered his head, his cold eyes and Yuan Yang once again met his eyes, Yuan Yang's body shook greatly, and he hurriedly lowered his head, for a while, he was panicked and nervous in his heart, and that kind of taste, Yuan Yang couldn't explain it clearly.

After a while, Yuan Yang quietly raised his head again, and saw that Feng Lonely was still looking at him, at this time, Yuan Yang secretly screamed, and said in his heart: "Could it be that he found me?" How good is that? ”

Just when Yuan Yang was in a cold sweat, Feng Lin turned his face away and stopped looking at her. This made Yuan Yang exhale a deep breath, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, he shouldn't have found me." ”

Along the way, he took the risk of pretending to be a demon gate entourage to follow Feng Lone's party, and Yuan Yang felt a little regretful, she blamed herself for being too reckless, if Feng Lin found out her identity, with his temperament, I am afraid that he will take Yuan Yang's life. Yuan Yang sighed in his heart, and he didn't know if Senior Brother Peng Huai and Senior Brother Xu Qin would be looking for themselves everywhere at this time.

Yuan Yang gradually fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up at dawn, he suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the three attendants beside him were still asleep, and the female disciples of the burning qin, Xin Luo and Yixing not far away were all meditating and pranayama.

After a long time, the day gradually cleared, only to hear Miaohuan's envoy Xin Luo say loudly: "It's not early, if you delay like this, I don't know when you will be able to return to the city of Yiwang, especially the four of you, if we didn't wait for you, I'm afraid you would already be in the city of Yiwang." Xin Luo looked at the four of their entourage and said indignantly.

Yuan Yang was silent, lowered his head very low, and an entourage beside him repeatedly said, "They all blame us, we are burdens, and the messenger of Miaohuan must not be angry." ”

Without waiting for Xin Luo to answer, the Shadow Moon Envoy Yixing said lightly: "Miao Huan, don't blame them. ”

"If you don't blame them, then you can't blame the master? They obviously don't know the art of flying the imperial treasure, and the lord still wants them to come with them. Xin Luo still complained a little.

Yixing shook his head lightly and said, "Okay, Xinluo, the most important thing is to hurry." ”

After listening to Yixing's words, and thinking that the people in Burning Qin Valley were still looking at him, Xin Luo didn't say anything more, but turned around and jumped forward.

Yixing said lightly, bowed lightly to the five Burning Qin Valley disciples, and said to the four followers, "Let's go." As soon as the words fell, his body had already flown out dozens of feet away.

Yuan Yang was startled, raised his eyes to look at the silence on the tree, but at this time he was reluctant to move, but put his hands on his shoulders and looked at the four attendants under the tree somewhat leisurely.

Right now, the five female disciples of the Burning Qin Valley have all left, and only four followers are left, and Yuan Yang felt Feng Liang look this way, his heart tightened again, and the sound of his heartbeat pounded against him.

"Sorry, the kamikaze is watching us!"

"Ah, could it be that disliking us is a burden and wants to get rid of us?"

Yuan Yang was shocked, her eyes showed a thousand panics, and the small muttering of the attendants beside her made Yuan Yang listen to it in her heart, making her feel that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous.

"Why aren't you four leaving?" Beacon asked them coldly.

"Oh, let's go, let's go." One of the entourages was so frightened that his body trembled a little, and he hurriedly replied to Feng Lonely's words, and then turned to Yuan Yang and the other two entourages and said, "Go and lead the horse!" If you want to live, go and lead the horse! ”

After Yuan Yang reacted, he nodded again and again, and then ran quickly to the horse that was riding, turned over on the horse's back, and still hugged the horse's neck as before, but the horse was a little disobedient at this time, no matter how much Yuan Yang punched and kicked, the horse refused to go. Seeing that the three attendants had already driven their horses to gallop far away, Yuan Yang was standing still.

The morning sun shines through the clouds, shining on Yuan Yang's body, she can't help but raise her head, she wanted to see the sun, but when she raised her eyes, she found that Feng Lonely was looking at herself.

Yuan Yang was secretly screaming badly, but he felt a fresh wind hitting him, and in an instant, he only felt that there was suddenly one more person behind him, and then he saw that the reins on the horse's neck were held by the person behind him, and the slender fingers were reflected in Yuan Yang's eyes, and a slight breath rushed to the back of her head, which made Yuan Yang's back a little itchy.

"Can't ride a horse? I teach you. ”

It was the voice of silence, the voice of coldness.