When Xie Qian ran back again with a big bowl of wontons, Mu Chengye was gone. She frowned, glanced around the street, and saw the fiery and striking figure at all.

She lowered her head and looked at the steaming wontons with a little depression. obviously wanted to give Mu Chengye a taste, but he ran away without a trace.

With her eyes rolling, she decided to go back and wait for him, so she entered the inn with the wonton in her arms.

As soon as he entered the door, he greeted the shopkeeper, and when he saw Xie Qian holding wontons, he immediately shouted with a distressed look: "Our inn can also make wontons, and they are better than those outside, why are you spending that spare money outside?!" ”

The ravioli at the inn don't look tasty.

Xie Qian thought so in his heart, but with an embarrassed smile on his face, he scratched his head and changed the topic: "If an eleven or twelve-year-old boy comes to me in a while, remember to call me." ”

"Is that little boy your brother?" The shopkeeper said with concern.

Xie Qian didn't know how to explain, and said vaguely: "It's almost, don't drive away." With that, he ran back to his room as if he were running for his life.

Placing the wontons on the table, the room was suddenly filled with aroma. Although she was extremely worried, she still drank not a drop of the whole bowl of wontons, even the soup.

She looked at the empty bowl and began to miss Mu Chengye again, always feeling that when he came back, she should be able to buy another cup of tea to drink and eat. Thinking so, she looked down from the window, at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and wanted to go out to find it, but also worried that she would get lost.

Wuzi was entangled, and a red shadow suddenly fell from the sky, falling straight into her arms, knocking her whole person away.

Xie Qian rolled out for a long distance before stopping, and fell up and down all over his body in pain. She got up and looked into her arms, and found that it was Mu Chengye, who had changed into a fox.

It was trembling at the moment, and it had added a few new scars to its body, and it looked extremely painful.

Xie Qian suddenly felt that something was wrong, stood up and hugged Mu Chengye and was about to run out, but she never thought that a black shadow would block her way.

The man was wearing a long black cloak and holding a flaming whip in his hand. He wore a half-cut black mask on his face, his eyes were full of murder, and the corners of his mouth were smug smiles.

This person was covered with a dangerous aura, which frightened Xie Qian and couldn't help but tremble. She took a few steps back, pretending to be calm, and said word by word, "How can you break into a girl's boudoir without permission?" ”

"Butterfly Demon, I think your spell should be very low." The black-faced man said coldly, "If I wave my hand casually, I will beat you to pieces, so it's best not to resist me." ”

Hearing him speak, Mu Chengye curled up even more in her arms.

Xie Qian frowned, knowing that he must have no chance of winning, but seeing the new wounds on its body, he really couldn't exchange his life for his own life.

She took a deep breath to calm down and asked, "Do we have the conditions to talk?" ”

"The conditions for talking are that the two people are equal in strength, and I can be called crushing for you, and you can't talk about any conditions." The black-faced man said as he took a step forward.

Xie Qian was so frightened that he took a few steps back, but an enchantment suddenly appeared behind him. She is now like a butterfly in a cage, and there is no room for resistance.

Her brain spun desperately, thinking about how to escape with the fox.

The black shadow had lost his patience, walked straight to Xie Qian, raised his fire whip and said coldly: "Ask you the last sentence again, do you give it to me?!" ”

"Give, give!" Xie Qian stammered and handed Mu Chengye over.

Mu Chengye closed his eyes in despair, and the black-faced man smiled proudly and wanted to reach out to pick it up. Just behind him, who had completely relaxed his vigilance, Xie Qian recited the teleportation spell aloud.

Immediately after, a strong light enveloped her. Immediately, she disappeared into the room with the fox.

The black-faced man's face was extremely ugly, and he was stunned for a while before he drew a sneer, muttering, "I didn't expect a butterfly demon to be able to use such a high-level spell, it's really interesting......" As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and chased out.

Xie Qian closed his eyes after reciting the incantation, with an expression of resignation. When there was a sound of wind around him, he opened his eyes in confusion and found that he had returned to Kunlun Mountain.

She froze, making sure that her spell was working, and sat down on the ground with a long sigh of relief.

Mu Chengye felt that the danger around him was lifted, and he broke free from Xie Qian's arms and rolled down on the snow, recovering into the appearance of a teenager. His flaming red shirt was torn in several places, and his wounds were bleeding outward.

He crouched down with bared teeth and covered the wound with snow to stop the bleeding, his face extremely pale.

Xie Qian was shocked, and sat in the snow for a while before asking, "Why did that person chase you?" ”

"I don't know." Mu Chengye seemed to be very irritable, and his immature face was full of melancholy, "Maybe I used a spell to subdue those thieves some time ago and exposed my whereabouts." ”

He had a certain guess in his heart about the person who assassinated him, and he was extremely irritable at the moment.

Xie Qian leaned over and grabbed a handful of snow and pressed it against his wound.

"Shhhh

Mu Chengye gasped, glared at her fiercely, and said, "Are you going to murder?" ”

"I just want to help you." Xie Qian raised his hands, his face full of innocence. She saw Mu Chengye covering his wound with snow, thinking that this would make him feel better.

Mu Chengye was completely lost his temper by her, rolled his eyes and said: "These wounds of mine were pulled out by him with a fire whip, of course, snow must be used to cool down." If you put so much on me, I won't be able to stand the pain. ”

Seeing Xie Qian's nodding as if he didn't understand, Mu Chengye didn't want to explain too much. After applying all the wounds, he slowly stood up.

This fire whip not only makes wounds not heal easily, but also damages spells. At this moment, he is back to the state of the previous day, and he is completely unable to exert his strength. And the black-faced man will definitely chase after the prey in his hand when he sees the prey in his hand running away, so he can't stay here for long.

This grievance made him want to hit the wall in anger.

His pace was in a hurry, which made Xie Qian a little unable to keep up. She finally trotted to his side, grabbed his arm and said, "Don't go so fast, the wounds are all cracked." Or if you turn back into a fox, I'll carry you away! ”

Mu Chengye shook off Xie Qian's hand fiercely, and said coldly: "Can you be more sensible?" That black-faced man is about to catch up, and I can't afford you and me to take a leisurely walk here! With that, he continued to limp forward.

Be all abroad!

Xie Qian also lost his temper, and his eyes were red and trembling.

If he hadn't designed to get herself kicked out of Yaochi, she would definitely be able to chat happily with Zhishan and Qingbi now, where would she be so scared!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, Xie Qian turned around and walked in the opposite direction to him.

Snow fell again in the mountains, and every step was so difficult.

She wrapped the cloak on her body, and suddenly thought that Mu Chengye was still wearing thin clothes, and for some reason she was a little worried.

Raising his eyelids and looking in the direction of Mu Chengye's departure, he could see the red figure staggering forward from a distance. A black figure flew in the sky and chased after him, it seemed to be the black-faced man just now.

What's the matter with me? Xie Qian clenched his fists when he thought about it.

It's just that the red figure is too lonely, although stubborn, it reveals sadness.

Xie Qian struggled for a while, and finally sighed deeply, and made up his mind to run towards his back quickly.