"Really?" Xue Meng blinked, tilted her head and smiled, and knocked on Wolf Bao's head, "Little wolf, because you wrote about my injured hand." （）”

"......" Wolf Bao's eyes widened, and he leaned over, "Master, I wrote it in the wrong hand?!" ”

After that, it asked Xue Meng to write with another hand, but Xue Meng didn't pay attention.

Holding it and landing safely from the tree, Xue Meng looked at the disciples who landed behind him and were about to set off, and the corners of her mouth were habitually raised. （）

Curled up slightly in the palm of his hand, only to feel a tingling pain.

Concentrating on the use of spiritual power, Xue Meng found that there was no movement in her palm, and there was no trend of spiritual power.

It seems that it is injured.

When she turned her head to look, she saw Diao Manrong slowly climbing down from the tree, and Xue Meng knew it in her heart. She's probably hurt even more than herself. （）

After walking for a while, the forest was big and scary, and it was not as easy to get out as expected.

It was getting late, and the sun was setting into the western mountains. The valley was cool, the forest was filled with white mist, and the shadows grew thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the dim light.

Some of the dense trees bloom with buds, and when you breathe, the fragrance hits. A group of people tacitly agreed not to say a word, but just buried their heads in the road, and the sound of birds was silent, making the quiet forest send out a quiet chill, making people sleepy. （）

The night grew darker and darker, and finally I didn't get out of this place. Helplessly, a group of people had to find an open space to rest in the daytime panic.

Each sect set up a fire, took out the dry food they had brought with them, and chewed it.

Fortunately, there was Mozhi during the day to satisfy his hunger, but he didn't look too tired and resisted some hunger.

In the deep, pale sky, there are a few blinking stars. The weeds trembled and nodded slightly, shrouded in a mysterious mist.

After eating and drinking, the atmosphere was too heavy.

The male disciple who almost spilled the soup before walked up to Xue Meng's side and sat down with a smile, and greeted naturally: "Hello, you are a disciple of the world." My name is Pei Jinao, and I am from the honorable side. ”

"Hello." Xue Meng smiled politely and looked at him.

He has a fair complexion, and his eyes are as bright as stars, especially the inadvertent light in his eyes, which is different. It is appropriate to use the phrase "face like a crown of jade" to describe it.

Seeing Xue Meng's response, he leaned on some more enthusiastically, with an undisguised color in his eyes: "I heard that all the female disciples in the world are as beautiful as flowers, and I think there is something wrong with what they said." ”

Before Xue Meng finished speaking, he bent his good-looking eyes and said with a smile, "I see, you are the only one in the ten thousand flowers who stands out alone, and you are proud of all the celebrities." ”

It's a talking mouth, like honey.

Xue Meng's apricot eyes flashed slyly, and she didn't make a sound, but just looked at Diao Manrong, who was almost angry.

To please himself in front of Diao Manrong, this man is quite bold.

Regardless of Diao Manrong's performance, he continued to have a short relationship with Xue Meng's parents.

Before Xue Meng could speak, she crackled and said a lot. What kind of background at home, how many things you brought, what weapons you have, all of them are reported in a mess.

The color of its hospitality can be seen.

Xue Meng listened to him quietly and did not refute.

Instead, Wolf Bao covered his ears impatiently and snorted twice: "Do you want to beat our Xue Meng's idea or what?" ”

The beautiful man stared at Xue Meng's eyes, as bright as stars, and did not shy away from saying at all: "That's right." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the screams of a female disciple from the grass opposite, and a group of people showed serious faces.