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Time flies like flowing water, it is more than half a year in a flash, the original green weeds on the grassland are gradually becoming yellow under the blowing of the north wind, the herdsmen began to put on fur coats, busy collecting the pasture grass for the winter, otherwise when the snow falls, the cattle and sheep will be starved to death due to lack of forage, cattle and sheep are the main property of the herdsmen, and they cannot tolerate a little sloppiness.

The Qiyan tribe is located at the northern end of the Chahar tribe, where the autumn colors are more obvious than the Chahar tribe, and frost begins to appear in the early morning, and it is estimated that the first snow will fall in less than a month.

With the sound of hurried horses' hooves, more than a dozen figures gradually appeared in the herdsmen's field of vision, these people are men and women, but all of them are gorgeously dressed, eagles and dogs, at a glance are the children of the nobles who came out to hunt, the herdsmen glanced at the people, and hurriedly lowered their heads, for fear of causing trouble.

The herdsmen didn't want to cause trouble, but the trouble came to the door, and with a "whoosh", a feathered arrow was shot, not hitting the rabbit in the grass, but shooting a little girl who was following Abba's to tie the grass, and the girl didn't snort, and immediately fell in a pool of blood.

"Damn the bitch, or I'd have been shot!" said a young man on a horse, putting down his carved bow, and said viciously, as for the girl who fell in a pool of blood, he didn't even look at it, indeed, to the nobles, a commoner's fate was nothing.

"Haha, little four, your accuracy is getting better and better!" The young man and woman next to him immediately laughed when they heard the young man's words to cover up his mistake, and no one cared about the little girl who was lying in a pool of blood.

At that moment, a round but untempting "stop" came from the carriage behind, and the sound was so beautiful that every man who heard it was in reverie.

"Minmin, what's wrong?" next to the carriage, a handsome man asked with concern, this person's face was like jade, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his long section was a talent, and the corners of his mouth were always slightly upturned, with a hint of bohemianism and arrogance, which was even more lethal to a woman.

There was no answer in the carriage, but as soon as the curtain was lifted, a graceful white shadow floated out, and slowly walked towards the girl who was lying in a pool of blood, leaving a wisp of fragrant fragrance that could not be blown away by the wind.

Bai Ying came to the girl's side, gently lifted the scarf on her head, revealing a beautiful face that was not like a mortal, but like a fairy moth...... These words used to describe the beauty of a woman, if they were used in this woman's body, do not seem so appropriate, because the beauty of this woman is so indescribable, perhaps the words to describe this woman have not yet been coined.

looked at the feather arrow inserted in the girl's chest, and then looked at the girl's bun, the woman's eyebrows frowned, with a hint of disgust, but it was quickly hidden, and a porcelain bottle appeared in Qianqianyu's hand, and then the green light flashed on the other hand, connecting the acupuncture points on the girl's body.

The handsome man looked at the woman's graceful figure from behind, and a kind of heat appeared in his pupils, but at this time, he also saw the bun on the girl's head, his face changed, and then his body rose into the air.

With a "snap-" sound, the man who shot the girl flew out.

"Ancestor!" The men and women who were still laughing saw the handsome man make a move, and they were so frightened that their faces were like dirt, and they knelt on the ground one after another, they were just mortals, and the handsome man was different, not only was the generation scary, but also the focus of the family's cultivation object, it was said that there was the potential to impact the Yuan Baby.

"Bastard, how did the academy teach you on weekdays, the Loulan people who lost their homes are our brothers and sisters......" The handsome man scolded angrily, but his attention was completely focused on the woman in white.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, the woman in white sighed in surprise, and then grabbed the wrist of the girl who woke up slowly, silently feeling something.

After a while, I heard the woman in white say to the man kneeling on the ground with a frosty face: "Big brother, don't be afraid, I am also from Loulan, who has migrated over" Then the woman raised her jade hand and gently curled it a few times, and the originally scattered bun became similar to the style of a girl.

"Your family has the qualification to cultivate immortals, it's a pity to bury it, and the injuries on your body still need some time to recuperate......"

Hearing this, how did the man who was originally trembling not know that his daughter was blessed by misfortune, and immediately kowtowed: "Thank you fairy, thank you fairy!"

Half an hour later, the woman in white returned to the carriage with the girl in her arms, while the crowd who had come out to hunt and scatter turned the head of the carriage and headed north, leaving behind the young man who had just shot an arrow and injured the man with a frosty face.

At this time, the young man stammered at the wind and frost man's face: "Big brother, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect you to be from Loulan from the west, hey, I heard that you have become a desert there, it's pitiful! ”

In the face of the young man's attitude that has changed greatly, the Loulan herdsmen who have lost their homes and live in the Mumba grassland are panicked and don't know what to say, which makes the young man disdainful: The cheap min is Jian Min!

Thinking like this in my heart, but I still kept complimenting me: "Come with me, there is a Ji fairy cover, you are considered to have reached it, and you will enjoy the food in Huawu in the future, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I am a child of the Borzigit family!"

The Borzigit family, in the Qiyan tribe is also considered a hero, although this family does not have a Yuanying monk in charge, from ancient times to the present, has been proficient in puppet production, it is said that there is an ancestral Yuan Infant puppet in the family, although it is much worse than the real Yuan Infant Monk, but it is more than enough than the late Jindan monk, so no one dares to underestimate the slightest.

The family residence was located on the edge of a small lake with beautiful scenery, a small freshwater lake, which was very rare in the grasslands, and of course only the monks of the family lived here, and the mortal children lived in a small town not far from here.

Before he arrived at the family station, a light descended from the sky, came to the carriage, and said respectfully to the handsome man: "Seventh uncle, the guest is here!"

"Oh?" the handsome man raised his eyebrows, and continued, "Which side of the guest?"

"Guests of the Chahar tribe, three people came, two men and one woman!"

The handsome man nodded, and then said to the car curtain: "Minmin, look ......"

"Qishao, you are in charge!" The woman's voice came from the car curtain, the wind blew, and when the car curtain was lifted, the woman in white was holding the girl, and said with a light face.

"Arrange for the guests to stay on Qingbo Island and prepare a banquet, I will entertain the guests tonight!" the handsome man commanded to the juniors in the family.