"You let go!"

Ying'er panicked.

The big man dragged Ying'er's arm, no longer polite, and his mouth was full of foul language. Suddenly, one hand grabbed the big man's hair, pulled it back violently, and then a heavy stick caught the cold wind and hit the big man in the face.

Ying'er was completely stunned: "Young Master!"

Ice and snow, half a foot of snow.

Mu Yun rushed out barefoot in single clothes, and there was only one thought in his mind - to kill these bastards!

The big man covered his nose, staggered back a few steps, bleeding from his fingers, and said in shock and anger: "You still dare to hit someone!"

Mu Yun rushed up and gave another stick.

Dahan was knocked over before he finished speaking, and this time even one of his front teeth was broken, and he screamed in pain.

Ying'er was very scared: "Don't fight!

"!"

"Kill him!"

The other two reacted, found wooden sticks and hoes from other people's yards, and hit them with their heads and faces. Mu Yun was hit with a stick in the chest, Mu Yun didn't care whether he was injured or not, and he was hit by a stick head-on and smashed on the other party's head!

Head Break!

The man screamed and retreated.

Another big man picked up a hoe and smashed it on Mu Yun's head.

Mu Yun felt that the sky was spinning, but he didn't fall down without holding it hard, and when he turned around, he rushed up, and frantically slammed a few sticks in a row!

It's crazy.

Attack, don't hide.

Mu Yun only cared about beating people with sticks, one stick, two sticks, three sticks...... It is better to lose 3,000 than kill 800 enemies, which is a completely lifeless way of fighting.

"This guy is crazy!"

"Damn, you're ruthless!"

"You remember!"

"There is something you regret!"

Several big men were defeated and left a few cruel words, and fled in a hurry.

Mu Yun is like an angry lion, ignoring Ying'er's pull, carrying a wooden stick, chasing a street!

Finally, there was a "plop".

Mu Yun fell in the snow, and the thick white snow almost buried him.

The warm liquid, dripping from his forehead, was blood, and his vision was plated red. His body is weak, and he is originally the end of a strong crossbow, if Fang Cai does not rely on a desperate ruthlessness to scare off the other party, he is definitely not the opponent of the three big men at all.

Now I fall and can't stand up again.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

The houses on both sides, the doors and windows are closed, no one wants to meddle, the streets are empty, and the cold wind blows the snow.

Ying'er stood all over the snow, and with a pair of frozen red hands, she struggled to pick up the young man.

Crying and crying for help.

Nobody cares!

Desolate, helpless!

"Ying'er, don't be so stupid anymore!" Mu Yun felt that his body was gradually cold, gasping for breath, spitting blood foam from his mouth, and said with difficulty: "I am a man, I have my dignity, even if I starve to death...... I will not eat the food that women have begged for me. Besides, how can I let a woman do such a shameful thing......"

"It's Ying'er that's not good, it's Ying'er that's not good!" Ying'er struggled to carry Mu Yun up: "Let's go see a therapist!"

Mu Yun's head was broken, the snow on the ground was dyed red, he was already very weak, and he was injured like this, I am afraid he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Don't go. ”

"Your injuries are too severe!"

"We ...... No money!"

Ying'er stopped talking, just shed tears.

Treatment costs money!

The two of them are destitute!

This world is too dark, how can Mu Yun rest assured that Ying'er will carry him all over the street in the middle of the night? Mu Yun is about to run out of oil, and his clothes are too thin, and he will freeze in a few minutes.

The sound of cars and horses was heard, and a procession passed through the side streets.

Several snowmobiles open the way, and the team is dominated by horses.

The horse is pitch black, the surface is covered with a layer of delicate scales, the head is long and horned, very tall, and the horse is extraordinary, not an ordinary horse, but a dragon-scale horse. This is a horse breed with a hint of dragon blood, which can travel thousands of miles and is suitable for various environments, and the price of each horse is more than hundreds of thousands of copper coins.

The mayor doesn't have such a big pomp when he travels!

This must be a rare big shot!

Ying'er hurriedly helped Mu Yun up, not daring to block the way.

"Stop. ”

From a luxurious carriage in the middle, a crisp and soft female voice suddenly sounded.

A black-faced knight riding a dragon-scale horse, armed with a three-pointed two-edged spear, wearing silver chain mail and a white cloak, asked, "Miss, why do you stop?"

"Someone in front of you is hurt, go and show him. ”

"Yes!"

The black-faced knight looked at each other, and the two horsemen rode away and passed with an old man in a robe.

Ying'er was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

In this era, fate is like a mustard, and there is only one way for small civilians to anger big people!

The knights sat on tall horses, their eyes condescending, as if they were ants, and one of them said disdainfully, "Untouchable, you are lucky to have met a kind-hearted young lady." Otherwise, it would have been a great gift not to trample you into a pulp. ”

The middle-aged man in a white robe raised his hand, and the milky white light shone through, and the wound on Mu Yun's forehead was crisp and numb, and the bleeding immediately stopped and healed.

Immediate results!

What a great healing technique!

Ten healers in the town can't compare to him!

"The world is dark, and survival is not easy, so cherish life. As she spoke, the woman in the carriage saw that they were both hungry and cold, and said casually, "Give them something to eat." ”

A knight untied a bag from his horse, still in front of Mu Yun, and the mouth of the bag opened, revealing half a snowcock.

Mu Yun frowned, although he said that he was kind, he still had a feeling of humiliation.

Ying'er crawled through the snow, picked up the bag, and thanked her again and again, "Thank you, Miss!"

"I won't ask for your things for nothing!" Mu Yun stood up with difficulty, facing the wind and snow, and said without humility or arrogance: "The grace of half a snow chicken, Mu Yun will return it when he comes, please inform the name!"

The female voice sighed softly, filled with a faint sadness, "Let's go." ”

The black-faced knight on the dragon-scale horse laughed, "Do you want to repay the favor, laugh at the dead! Let's pee on yourself first, hahahaha......"

The team quickly moved away.

"Young master, forget it......"

Mu Yun silently remembered the logo of the team.

......

Ying'er helped Mu Yun go back, took out a small bundle of dry firewood from the door, and skillfully lit a fire. Mu Yun borrowed the flickering oil lamp to look at the busy figures in the stove room, but his heart was warm.

A pot of fragrant chicken broth is served.

Ying'er wiped her little face covered with firewood ashes, and only served herself a small bowl of soup.

Mu Yun took out a chicken leg and put it in Ying'er's bowl, "I'm recovering well, there's no big problem." You are an ordinary person, your body is weak, make up for it. ”

Ying'er didn't shirk and nodded silently.

Snowcock is a common snow fowl, although there is no seasoning, but the animals of this world are all pure natural and pollution-free, the meat is fresh and tender, the taste is mellow, the two of them drink a little bit left, Ying'er licked the bowl twice and is still unsatisfied.

Mu Yun was no longer dizzy and weak, and his body began to return to normal.

Late at night.

The shabby thin quilt was difficult to withstand the cold in the middle of the night, and Mu Yun's hands and feet were shivering from the cold. After Ying'er finished her work, she added a few sticks of firewood to the kang, took off her thick cotton clothes, blew out the oil lamp, and climbed into the bed.

Mu Yun's heartbeat accelerated a little.

The magician was obsessed with magic all his life, he was an old virgin when he died, and he had hardly touched a woman, and now he had the body of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and combined with the surname of the eldest young master, a beautiful girl in thin pajamas was beside him, and the temptation was too great.

"There is no firewood at home again, Ying'er will buy some tomorrow. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ying'er didn't notice Mu Yun's abnormality, she was too tired all day long, and Mu Yun couldn't bear to do anything to her, not to mention that she was also cold and tired. Ying'er was like a docile kitten, quietly curled up in Mu Yun's arms, clinging to him, soft and warm.

Mu Yun gently hugged the soft body, the faint fragrance on the girl's body, and some physiological reactions appeared irrepressibly, and she hurriedly leaned aside.

Ying'er opened her eyes, her bright eyes glowed with a jewel-like luster, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with the young master, is your body uncomfortable?"

"I didn't ...... Are you okay?" Mu Yun tried his best to hide his embarrassment and changed the subject, "Why do you call me Young Master?"

"Ying'er is a maid raised by her wife, and she has been called this since she was a child. ”

Mu Yun nodded.

"Why does the young master move farther and farther, so that the wind will leak in the bed. Ying'er took the initiative to lean over, her knee accidentally pushed under Mu Yun's crotch, and she screamed, her face flushed, "Ah, young master, don't you want to ......"

Mu Yun was very embarrassed: "No, it's not." ”

Ying'er's little face blushed: "Ying'er is not unwilling, can't ......"

"Why?" Mu Yun felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that." ”

Ying'er said in a low voice: "The young master tried it, but before it started, you fainted...... fell seriously ill and almost lost his surname. Ying'er has a special physique and can't break her body. ”

Is there such a rarity in the world?

Some memories gradually come back to life.

There are many special physiques in the world, which have shown distinctive characteristics since childhood, such as innate disappearance, innate abilities, and so on. There is not one in a million such people, Ying'er is one of them, after Mu Yun's parents died, only Mu Yun knew about it.

No wonder Mu Yun had such a rough attitude towards Ying'er in the past, letting the beautiful and moving Ying'er nibble on cold and hard steamed buns at home alone, but she was eating and drinking outside and gambling happily.

Ying'er said gloomily: "Ying'er is flawed, often has strange problems, and does not please the young master, I'm sorry ......"

"Don't say that. Mu Yun was very ashamed, and comforted softly: "The medical conditions in the town are too poor, when you make money, I will take you to Baicheng to find someone to see, Baicheng can't be cured, why don't you go to a bigger city, go to the country of Zhongzhou, don't have low self-esteem, having a special physique is not necessarily a bad thing." ”

Ying'er was silent.

Mu Yun felt curious, "Do you usually have other situations?"

Ying'er frowned and said, "I still faint often." ”

Mu Yun couldn't think of the corresponding special physique for the time being.

Ying'er's eyes were red and she said, "Won't the young master dislike Ying'er?"

"How could I dislike you? Don't be stupid, go to sleep!"

Ying'er hugged Mu Yun tightly, her plump and soft chest was close to the other party, Mu Yun's body reacted more strongly, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ying'er didn't speak again, and soon she heard Ying'er's well-proportioned breathing, and she fell asleep.

The girl is really tired.

Mu Yun took two deep breaths to calm his emotions, he couldn't continue to make money, he must find a way to make money. As for what means to use to make money, Mu Yun has already thought clearly, isn't there a treasure trove in his brain?

That's the memory of a magician!

It is advanced knowledge after more than 10,000 years!

Even in that era, Mu Yun wrote a spell, it was hard to find!

Some of these ...... It's kind of useful!

Mu Yun doesn't have a special understanding of today's magic and martial arts level.

There are a few publications on the bedside that may be useful for extracting information!