With Uncle Mu's anger, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality began to roar.

In Xiao Yu's sea of knowledge, the vitality of heaven and earth around him is like a lake under a storm, and he is like a rocking boat, which may capsize at any time.

At this moment, he must concentrate all his spiritual strength in order to support himself standing in front of Uncle Mu.

But his expression was very calm, as if what he was in front of him was not a frost-walking cultivator, but an ordinary person.

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs. If it weren't for your own disagreement. How could someone find a chance? ”

Uncle Mu instantly restrained his expression and said, "Then who are you? Xiao Lie's nail? I can make you disappear at any time, don't doubt my ability." ”

Xiao Yu took a step back, he knew that Qin Mumian was at the bottom of the slope, and with the mixed yuan umbrella in his hand, he could completely support Qin Mumian, so he didn't take Uncle Mu's threat too much, but he didn't want to intensify the current contradictions.

So he explained, "I'm just a superfluous person. ”

A moment of silence.

Uncle Mu looked into Xiao Yu's eyes, noncommittal to Xiao Yu's explanation, and suddenly he pulled out the scimitar on his waist, and then walked in front of the middle-aged black-robed man, with an expressionless face, and slashed it with his backhand.

The blade slashed into the left side of the black-robed middle-aged man's neck, slashing through it without hindrance, and slashing out from the right side.

Blood spurted, and the black-robed middle-aged man's skull fell off with a thud, and the bones rolled down his chest, just above the sword box on his knees.

......

The three of them stopped here and walked down the slope.

At this time, after a little respite, the members of the mission had regained some strength, and they struggled to get up and began to clean up the battlefield.

The blood-like remnant sun reflected down, the samurai covered in blood, the snow-stained snow, and the corpses lying on the ground, these combinations were not bloody, but had a tragic feeling.

Xiao Yu walked up to Qin Mumian and Yi, and the three of them quietly watched this scene. Although he had already guessed that there would be an ambush, when he really faced such a scene, Xiao Yu would still feel a little uneasy in his heart.

The steppe warriors simply stopped the bleeding and applied medicine to each other, bandaged the wounds, carried the severely injured companions onto the wagon, and then began to mend the swords.

To make up for the knife is to make up for the corpses of all enemies, whether they were dead or alive before, and now all of them are dead.

When all this was done, when the grassland warrior looked at Xiao Yu again, his gaze had changed a lot, some shocked, some dignified, and even a little awe.

They saw Xiao Yu's move and knew that Xiao Yu was a cultivator who was beyond the world.

And no matter where a practitioner is, he will be respected by ordinary people.

What's more, this is a cultivator who has fought side by side together.

In the battle just now, Uncle Mu had been holding back the most powerful cultivator on the other side, and he didn't make a move. It was Xiao Yu who single-handedly eliminated the sword cultivator and the double-sword man.

Therefore, they think that Xiao Yu is a very scary character.

The indifference and ruthlessness of the enemy, the grasp of the timing of the battle, especially the flying sword that sacrificed his life to grab the sword cultivator, was even more shocking, he was not only a cultivator, but also a powerful cultivator.

Uncle Mu walked up to Xiao Yu, looked at Xiao Yu, and said, "Your performance just now was very good. If I fight, you won't be my opponent, but if I'm your age, I'm certainly not your opponent. ”

He looked at Xiao Yu's eyes, which were more black than white, and asked, "And in the battle just now, you used the flying sword of the Dao Sect, the Regent Hand of the Demon Sect, the primary golden body of the Buddha Sect, and even an unknown method, I am curious, where did you learn these skills?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, and then said, "The ability to practice is naturally learned through cultivators. ”

Of course, he couldn't tell Uncle Mu that he coincidentally got the pupil, and then used the pupil to absorb other people's skills.

Uncle Mu frowned slightly and said, "What cultivator will be proficient in the Three Teachings?"

"Of course, there is more than one practitioner. Xiao Yu replied calmly.

Uncle Mu's questioning tone intensified, and he said, "So, you've seen a lot of cultivators?"

Xiao Yu was silent again, and then said, "I've seen it, and I've killed it...... Many of the means are obtained from the dead......"

......

At the end of this battle, Xiao Yu used his strength to gain the respect of the members of the Prairie Mission, and in the past few days of travel, although no one came to show off his might or challenge Xiao Yu in front of him, he was not enthusiastic about Xiao Yu. Treat Xiao Yu more like a piece of goods.

And now, no matter where Xiao Yu goes, there will be awe-inspiring eyes on him, and no one can ignore his existence.

Now it was getting late, and everyone was tired after a fierce battle, so Uncle Mu decided not to go out of Xilingkou and enter Xiheyuan first, but to camp and reorganize themselves, and then set off again until tomorrow morning.

A few fires were lit in the middle of the camp, and the early spring wind was still biting, so most of the people, except for a few night watchmen, had already gotten into their tents.

Xiao Yu, as one of the few people in good spirits, is the night watchman tonight.

He was on the fire at the back of the camp, and he was on the fire at the front. As a woman, Qin Mumian did not have to keep vigil and was allowed to go back to the tent to rest.

The cold wind blew the sleeves of Xiao Yu's wide robe, making a popping sound, and Xiao Yu could see through the gap between the tents that the front was as easy as a stone.

He held a twig in one hand and stirred the fire from time to time, and in the other he held a wine bag.

In the silence of the night, only the crackling of the fire mingled with the whistling of the cold wind through the dense forest.

......

As the night deepened, a bright moon crept up the clouds.

The bright red flames burning on the pyre kept jumping, reflecting Xiao Yu's face and elongating his back.

Dozens of grassland warriors were scattered in the tents around and fell asleep, a gust of night wind blew, and there was one more person next to Xiao Yu, who was sitting alone by the fire.

Qin Mumian, who kept claiming to Xiao Yu during the day, seemed to have really become a servant, but at this time, beside the fire, she turned back into her true self, and a low whisper sounded in Xiao Yu's ears: "Xiao Yu, I will enter Xiheyuan tomorrow, and the distance over there is very close, and there may be some trouble." ”

Xiao Yu took the branch and flickered with the fire boringly, shook his head and said, "I don't think the imperial court will use the army." ”

He looked at this carefully camouflaged ordinary face, which still exuded a different kind of beauty under the firelight, and sighed and said: "The road built later is not easy to walk, and the road of the grassland is also not easy to walk, do you regret it?"

Qin Mumian habitually wanted to rub the peony flower ring on his index finger, but he touched it empty, and then remembered that he had taken it off early in order to disguise, so he simply folded his hands and said, "After learning about the plan of the imperial court, I am indeed very helpless. ”

"Could it be that the imperial court knows your identity, so why don't you just beat the rabbit and solve us together?"

Qin Mumian shook his head and said, "Don't worry, my identity should not be discovered, you still have to care about yourself." ”

Xiao Yu picked up the wine bag on the side and handed it to Qin Mumian.

Qin Mumian frowned, waved his hand and refused. Xiao Yu didn't care either, he unscrewed the stopper, raised his head and took a sip, and said, "As long as you don't find out, with a frost cultivator like you who is outside the other party's plan, you can save your life at a critical moment." ”

Qin Mumian looked at the wine that fell from the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, looked at Xiao Yu's face reflected in the firelight, and didn't say anything more.