Meng Jiang cupped Mu Liu's face with both hands, turned it over, and said, "Listen, the school palace is not the place where you should come, leave early while there is no accident yet." ”

Mu Liu let go of Meng Jiang's hand and asked, "Do you know something?"

Meng Jiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord General Bing has been investigating a case for the past few years, and there are clues that there are people within the Seven Great Families who are secretly collaborating with the enemy and brewing a conspiracy. Although no direct evidence was obtained, the Chief Soldier concluded that the wizards of the bitter cold land of the extreme north had infiltrated the seven great families of the north. Their goal is most likely to be to honor the Lord. ”

Mu Liu asked, "Who is the chief soldier you are talking about?"

"Lady of Ironwood Cliff, my mentor. ”

Mu Liu, pondered for a moment, and said indifferently: "My brother has been to the kind of place where there is no return in the black gate. If he wants to leave, no matter how sinister the school palace is, there is no way to leave him behind. ”

"It's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows. ”

"Don't worry, I won't let those sinister trash fish come near my brother. ”

"You're wrong, I'm worried about you. ”

Mu Liu was speechless for a moment.

"You are his apostle, and if anyone wants to do anything to him, how will he let you go?"

"I know. ”

Mu Liu laughed, revealing a fearless and ruthless color beyond his years.

"But my life is hard, almost all the people who want me to die in the past few years have died, and I don't mind killing a few more. ”

Meng Jiang's face was surprised, and he asked, "Have you ever killed someone?"

"Where I grew up, people die every day. ”

Meng Jiang frowned, staring at the delicate and innocent and pitiful baby face in front of him, how could he not associate it with the blood-stained person.

Although the person who has killed people is not necessarily a murderer who has committed the most heinous crimes, Meng Jiang at this age is not deeply involved in the world, and some things are still incomprehensible and unacceptable.

Instinctively, she felt a hint of fear at Mu Liu.

On second thought, she thought of her earlier worries and felt stupid.

The Son of Runes is such a legendary person, how could he find a mediocre person to be his apostle?

If the two brothers dared to come to such a place, how could they not have envisioned those things?

Meng Jiang looked away, laughed at himself, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm being chased by the crows. ”

Mu Liu lay on his back on the spot and let out a long breath.

After getting along for a day, along the way, Mu Liu felt that this girl who was occasionally a little impatient could be friends. In addition, she is also a student of Si Ming Lanfang, so she can be regarded as a person from Tiemu Cliff and is trustworthy.

"It's not easy to survive, it's not easy to be that bullshit young master, and it's even harder to be an apostle. I was so nervous about my life in the past few years that my brother opened my mind with a library and suddenly understood a lot of things. So I tried to relax and decided to live a good life. I began to think about what else I could do besides practice. Now I find that I love my life now, reading, practicing swords, taking exams, and walking around the Misty Valley with you. It's something I never thought about before, I ......"

Meng Jiang nudged Mu Liu and interrupted him.

"What do you think of Misty Valley?"

"This group of low-level soul beasts in the academy palace, in my opinion, are all prepared for mage apprentices and junior mages, they look bluffing, but they don't have much ability. With a little brain, you can get them all down easily. ”

"It's easy to say, you're not ...... just now"

Meng Jiang stopped suddenly, wanting to talk about it, but faintly felt that Mu Liu was likely to hide some means, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Mu Liu emptied his package and stuffed all the dry food and medicine into Meng Jiang's arms.

Meng Jiang hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Liu stood up and said, "It's almost time, before it is night, I will pluck a few hairs and look for the snake skin shed by the golden-winged beetle snake." ”

Meng Jiang hugged the dry food and potions, and also got up.

Mu Yuan turned around, pushed Meng Jiang back to his place, and said, "Don't go anywhere, just sit here, and when I come back from my errands, we will go to find Yunqi and Hanjiang together." ”

"You're alone, I'm not at ease. ”

Mu Liu smiled bitterly: "You and me, I am even more worried." ”

Meng Jiang recalled what Mu Liu had done along the way, as well as the cold aura emanating from his body when he met the Sky Survey Winged Beast on the mountain, and after a little thought, he decided to follow his arrangement and stay with him.

"I will be back soon. ”

As soon as Mu Liu finished speaking, he picked up his knife and left the mound.

Watching Mu Liu leave, Meng Jiang was stunned for a while.

Then he sat down and unwrapped his package, and packed Mu Liu's dry food and potions into it.

The war between the soul beasts in the bamboo forest was coming to an end, and neither the crow nor the golden-winged snake had been able to take any advantage from each other.

On the contrary, both sides suffered heavy losses.

In the end, the war, which caught both tribes off guard, ended with the crows evacuating from the bamboo forest.

At this time, Mu Liu, who single-handedly planned the cannibalization of soul beasts, appeared on the battlefield and reaped the benefits of the fisherman.

He wandered through the bamboo forest, collecting the tail feathers of the crows scattered on the ground, and also picked up a small truncated tail of the golden-winged beetle.

The tail feathers of the crow and the skin of the golden-winged beetle snake are both materials for alchemy and are very valuable.

Muliu doesn't want to waste resources and collects as much as he can.

When he returned to the mound where Meng Jiang was hiding, the night was low and the bamboo forest was deep, which made people panic.

The wood stream went back and forth for less than half an hour.

Looking at the severed tail in his hand and the stuffed package, Meng Jiang was shocked.

"Why did you ...... so quickly"

"Picked it up. ”

"That's too much. ”

"It's all good things, just put it on the ground, and it won't melt away in a few days, it's a pity. ”

"I don't know what to say about you. ”

"Have you learned any spells to seal these things up?" asked Mu Liu.

Meng Jiang shook his head and explained, "I have only been in the school for less than two years, and I only condensed my root divine consciousness three months ago, and I only learned to use my divine thoughts to drive things the day before I left home. In order to cope with the exam, he specially asked Mu Chen for a spell and practiced it for more than ten days, but he was not very proficient. ”

Mu Liu was a little curious and asked, "What spell?"

Meng Jiang replied, "Rock." ”

Mu Liu laughed dryly, looking down at the tail feathers of the crow and the severed tail of the golden-winged beetle snake, which were in a difficult situation for him now.

"I'm worried I'm going to draw the ravens and the gold-winged snakes in. ”

Meng Jiang suggested that Mu Liu hide the tail feathers and broken tail here, and go to Hanjiang and Yunqi first.

Mu Liu thought about it and felt that it could only be like this.

So they were buried with earth and bamboo leaves.

After that, the two of them marched to the north of the bamboo forest in the twilight.

However, as soon as he rounded a mountain col, he didn't go far when he met two acquaintances by the stream.

"Uncle Junior, it's good to see you. ”

Mu Chen smiled, carrying a crossbody bag, crossing the stream against the wind, and couldn't wait to get rid of the person she hated behind her.

However, Feng Buping's cultivation was a lot taller than her, and he appeared beside Mu Liu first.

"I have to admit that I am really happy to see you at this time. ”

Feng Buping's words are very blunt, and they sound very embarrassing.

But he's serious.

And he was very polite to the wood.

Mu Liu nodded in return, feeling that this was not like a style of sealing unevenness, so he looked at Mu Chen and gestured with his eyes, wanting to hear what she had to say.