Night, spring night.

The warm breeze blows, and the nocturnal animals come out of their burrows to start feeding.

A gopher climbed up a small mound, sniffed twice, followed the smell and turned to stare at a rhythmically swaying blade of grass not far away, it just wanted to crawl over to take a look, the soil around the blade suddenly exploded, frightened it squeaked and screamed, turned around and ran, and soon disappeared into the grass under the night.

Under the blasted mound, a cat meow was heard, and a man sat up from inside.

"Hey, it's getting dark?"

Mu Yang shook off the dirt on his body, looked at the stars in the sky and said in surprise, suddenly thought that he was actually lying under the mound and fell asleep, so he had to laugh helplessly, and his thoughts returned to the battle during the day.

This place was not far from the place where Wei Weiya and Quicksand fought, to be precise, the place where he lay was less than ten meters away from where the Gu Eagle stood.

During the day, after half a catty bit off the rope that bound Mu Yang's hands and feet, he didn't run away in a hurry, and reason told him that in broad daylight, if he wanted to escape from under the noses of the two masters of the Five Realms, thirty temple cavalry, and two flying beasts, there was no chance at all.

Fortunately, after his hands and feet were free, he was able to speak, and when he landed, he recited the "Mantra of Dividing the Mountain and the Earth" and buried himself and half a catty in the soil.

The quicksand's cavalry regiment searched nearby for a long time, Mu Yang couldn't see the outside world, only left two nostrils to breathe, and several times the cavalry's war horses almost stepped on his body.

After waiting for a long time buried in the ground, he didn't see the cavalry leave, and a sense of sleepiness hit, and Muyang actually fell asleep.

Being able to fall asleep at this critical juncture has nothing to do with Muyang's spirit of seeing death as home, and he doesn't have the kind of heroism that even though tens of millions of people have gone to him, it's just because he's too tired.

The battle with Leprosy Jiu almost exhausted all his body and Xingyuan, and the burning of the blood of the true demon was an overdraft of his spirit and willpower, and more importantly, after killing Leprosy Jiu, the black cloud that pressed on his heart finally dissipated, and all kinds of complicated feelings were tangled together, making him lose consciousness quickly.

Standing up from the ground, Mu Yang looked around, determined the direction and strode away with half a catty.

Mu Yang walked quickly, sorting out his thoughts as he walked, thinking of Wei Weiya, thinking of quicksand and those temple guards, he felt more and more that he had to leave as much as possible.

Back in the woods, the two horses were still there, apparently the steel baby didn't expect to come back to ride when she fled.

Turning over and getting on the horse, Mu Yang ran all the way in the night, he didn't know what the result of the battle on Zhang Meng's side was, now that more than half a day had passed since the battle, whether it was success or failure, it was a foregone conclusion, he couldn't care about it so much, there were countless people in the world who were suffering, he was not a saint, let alone a god, even the gods couldn't save so many unfortunate people from suffering? What's more, he himself seemed to be even more unfortunate than most people.

After a night of travel, there were no accidents, the darkness was like a fish meeting water for Muyang, there was an inexplicable sense of security, and when it was dawn the next day, the shadow of Maple Leaf City appeared in the distance.

After entering the city, Mu Yang heard from the mouths of the people that the army had not returned, and without hesitation, the horse's hooves stepped on the hard bluestone ground and entered the city lord's mansion, where he saw the steel baby.

"Out of town, now. ”

Muyang's words were simple and clear, although Gangwa had a lot of doubts, but when she saw his solemn face, she didn't ask any more. During this time, many of Muyang's habits were silently remembered in her heart, and when he looked stern, it meant that this guy was thinking, and the wisest choice at this time was to be silent, and when he figured it out, he would naturally tell you everything you wanted to know.

Half an hour later, an inconspicuous carriage slowly drove out of the south gate of Maple Leaf City in the crowd of passers-by, Muyang sat in the carriage, and the figures of Wei Weiya and quicksand always lingered in his mind.

The battle between the two yesterday had a great shock to Muyang, and he finally realized the gap between himself and the real cultivation powerhouse, but these two people were not friends.

Needless to say, she was a black-robed wizard of the Holy Church, and she had gone deep into the summer realm to find herself. The Shadow Wizards, the Templar's top assassin killers, are everywhere and no one can escape their hunt unless your force has reached unattainable heights. Obviously, Muyang is not Wei Weiya's opponent at all now.

The leader of the temple cavalry called Quicksand was the best person to deal with the Templars, but the priest of the temple was the most likely person to find out the identity of the son of Muyang's true demon, and once Quicksand knew his origin, his danger was countless times more terrifying than that of Vickya.

Escape.

The farther away you run, the better.

Sunrise and sunset, six days have passed in a blink of an eye.

On the way south, Mu Yang saw many mercenaries and cultivators who rushed to the north to resist the demon army, and the good news of the human alliance's successive victories came to his ears in an endless stream.

At noon on the seventh day, the carriage appeared at a fork.

"Li Gongzi, there is a fork in the road, the right leads to Hanlin City, and the left leads to Jiaodong County, which one shall we take?"

The voice of the honest middle-aged coachman, who was in his forties, rang out from outside the carriage. He worked in a car dealership in Maple Leaf City, and had been to Kaiyang seven times, in order to save time, Muyang spent a large price of a star crystal to hire him, and the facts also showed that the price was worth it, and they drove others for at least ten days in six days.

"Han Lin City, the royal capital of the Han King?"

The carriage door opened, and Muyang came out of it.

"Yes, if you go to Hanlin City, it will take about twenty days to get to Kaiyang, and if you go to Jiaodong County, you can save two days. The middle-aged coachman said with a smile.

Muyang was silent, and Gangwa also walked out of the carriage and said, "Hanlin City, didn't you say that Ye Yu County Lord lives in Hanlin City?"

Mu Yang snorted.

"Then let's go to Hanlin City, and by the way, ask his father, why did he marry her to that Song Anxian, two days earlier, two days late, it doesn't matter. Gangwa said.

"Okay, go to Hanlin City. ”

Mu Yang finally made a decision, going to Hanlin City to see Ye Yu was something he had planned for a long time, the reason why he hesitated was only because he was nervous, he didn't know what to say when he saw Ye Yu, and he didn't know how to ask his father, it was a prince, a big man who could tremble when he stomped on the earth, and what was even more helpless was that even if he knew the reason why Ye Yu got married, what could he do?

With a feeling of apprehension, the carriage drove into Hanlin City the next afternoon.

When he first entered Maple Leaf City, Mu Yang felt that Black Rock City was like a refugee camp, and after entering Hanlin City, he suddenly felt that Maple Leaf City was like a poor mountain village again.

Gangwa is still a village girl who is excited to enter the city, but Muyang has no heart to appreciate the prosperous mansion buildings around him, his heart has already flown to Ye Yu.

After taking a hot bath in the inn, he changed into a new set of clothes and asked the steel baby a few words and hired a carriage to go to the Han Palace.