Chapter 245: Can't Go

Bonfires are lit, and all kinds of wild animals are glowing with translucent oil.

Xu Jing hadn't eaten seriously for several days, but he wasn't hungry at all, he didn't want to eat anything, he was tired and excited.

A few brothers next to him were excitedly telling the story of the Yue Maiden.

Wang Hu didn't hold back, leaned over and listened to his eyes lit up, and it took a long time to come back, grabbing Xu Jing's arm: "Ahhh ”

"She can see three thousand years ago, and five hundred years later!"

Xu Jing: "......"

He didn't know Yue Qingqing before, but he knew the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall, Zhuo Yanfei, and Fang Ruofeng.

These are not half-immortals.

It stands to reason that immortal disciples can't be taught.

A lot of words came to his mouth, Xu Jing swallowed it again, and after thinking about it carefully, he also felt that this person was a little magical.

Immediately, Xu Jing covered his face again, not long ago he was laughing at Yue Qingqing in his heart.

Fortunately, only a little village girl knows, otherwise she would really have no face to see!

A gust of wind blew, and a few leaves floated down and landed on Mu Qingyun's hair.

Chen Yi said gloomily: "The leaves are bullying people. ”

She hurriedly reached out to help her junior sister take it off, and angrily took down a bunch of maps, materials, and messy things in her hand first, and put them aside, especially a letter, Chen Yi almost tore things to shreds when she dragged them.

Mu Qingyun hurriedly took it and said with a smile: "I haven't finished reading it yet, this matter is quite important, and it's troublesome to tear it up." ”

And he didn't bully anyone, and he wrote a lot of compliments, which was very cautious.

When Chen Yi heard this, he got up suddenly, with a fierce expression: "What do you mean?" Do you still want to say yes? ”

The letter was sent by the historian, written by the imperial court, probably meaning that Mu Qingyun wanted to go to the forbidden area to participate in the ban.

Usually Mu Qingyun is too busy, Chen Yi helps sort out the letters, when she first saw this letter, she thought that there was something wrong with her eyes, and she read it three times in a row, and suddenly exploded.

In the last ban action of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, a total of forty-seven masters participated.

These masters are all death row and felons over the years.

In the end, only three people survived.

No one knows what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did specifically, only that this operation was very, very dangerous, and the three people who survived that time were devastating in spirit, and they have not woken up until now.

"Can't go."

Chen Yi can be called fierce, and nervousness is written in every corner of his face.

Mu Qingyun smiled.

The letter was not forced, and it was written very carefully.

Chen Yi was stunned for a long time, sat down slowly, and closed his eyes: "Qingqing, why did it come to this point?" ”

Mu Qingyun was silent.

"We were just normal, just like other warriors, responding to the call and going out to support."

How could her little junior sister go up to heaven to be involved in such a dangerous thing?

Mu Qingyun: "......"

"Is it because of your cheatbook?"

To this day, in Yaowu City, the library is still under expansion and construction, and the VIP cards sold by Mu Qingyun at the auction of the secret door are simply priceless.

"But everyone in the Ming Kingdom can borrow it in the library, so it can't even be said to be a secret book, right, aren't you just publishing it publicly?"

Mu Qingyun was a little helpless, indeed, as the senior sister said, it was simply a textbook that could be read by young people who were interested in martial arts in the Ming Kingdom.

The popularity is very wide, and it is not a secret book that matters.

But because of this, she is now a big guy who writes textbooks.

In the eyes of the 'students', she naturally became a god, and the more 'scholars' she was, the more respect she had.

In essence, at least in the vicinity of Cloud City, Mu Qingyun's words were very effective.

This talk works, but it can't be done if you don't think about it too much.

Mu Qingyun looked up, next to the bonfire, people from the rivers and lakes chanted over the wine, and her name still appeared from time to time.

Chen Yi listened to it and gritted his teeth: "I think it's all these nonsense guys, as well as those hellish storytellers, they use your name casually, they really eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, and I turned around and told them that they were not allowed to make it up again." ”

"And these people in the rivers and lakes, Qingqing, you don't say a few words in the future, it's not your responsibility, it's not our responsibility."

Mu Qingyun was helpless.

However, when things have developed to this point, it is no longer that she can let go if she wants to.

Fortunately, the warriors who really accepted the imperial court's conscription and wanted to join the declining army were okay, when they arrived at the place and had a definite goal, they naturally cooperated with the declining army to act in unison, so that someone would lead the planning.

But the rest also received the conscription order, but they had to do their own thing, responsible for dealing with the monsters scattered around.

The current means of communication are really not comparable to modern times, everyone is blinded, if you wait for the unified command, that is to have a historian to take care of, and it is really not possible.

Since the beginning of the monster, it was the moment when Zhuo Yanfei led the people to leave Cloud City, and it has been almost a year, and for such a long time, most of the martial artists have been fighting on their own, fighting desperately, fighting all kinds of indiscriminately, making great sacrifices, and achieving few results.

I can't say that there are very few, I can only say that every time I paid the price of blood to successfully kill the monster.

That's still the experienced old people to do.

In the past two months, now that the young warriors have gone to the battlefield, the scene has become even more difficult to control, and all the people who have really fought against the monsters have received a round of beatings in the true sense.

They faced this invincible enemy, there was no way to ask for help, and they turned their heads to look around in a daze, and at this moment, everyone suddenly found that there was something about that Yue girl in Cloud City!

At the beginning, the various intelligence information sent by Yue Nuxia and the like, everyone just referred to it, at most they were half-convinced, and there were many who didn't believe it, but after a few days, they suddenly found that they tried their best to fight for a long time, and there were many dead and injured, and they couldn't beat the monsters. With a few words of advice, this monster suddenly degenerated from an incomparable ocean into a relatively ordinary river.

Although the river is also turbulent, some of them can cut off the river embankment and cut off the water with one sword.

This will not be impossible to fight.

With the passage of time, after fighting with the monsters again and again, everyone survived again and again, and completed the task under the guidance of Yue Qingqing.

As a mortal, it is the nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and you can live by following Mu Qingyun's footsteps, how can everyone not follow?

This monster after another, each one is difficult to deal with, Mu Qingyun did these things with all her heart, trembling, from rusty, hesitant to skilled, hundreds of people were saved, and everyone naturally began to believe in her.

Mu Qingyun didn't pay much attention to herself, but she only knew that in the surrounding counties recently, many of the storytellers' new scripts were arranging her, and they were so embarrassing that they couldn't make people hate to dig out an imperial capital on the ground.

But she listened to the choreography a lot, and if someone else said something, she would be heartfelt, wouldn't she be tired to death? ( Wise House Chinese No pop-up window, update in time )