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The morning haze has slowly risen, the sun is about to rise, and the east is red. biquge.info In a low and barren iron pine forest, dozens of knights of the Hurricane Camp were scattered around dozens of tents, and their heavy faces showed a slight tiredness after the night. A few crisp birdsongs rang out at the right time, piercing the mist-like tranquility.

Outside the forest, the early riser Linghu Jue was dressed in white and fluttering and independent, but Mansi stood solemnly on the side, and the others were silent, the breeze blew, and the pine needles swayed back and forth, light and tired. This is already the ninth day after the Battle of Puling, and the injuries of Ling Hu Jue, Mans, Xiusi and others have almost recovered under Sisi's healing, and in these nine days, they have stopped and stopped, and they have also crossed the boundary of Geya City.

Ling Hujue looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "Mansi, you should sleep more, you don't have to accompany me out so early." "Since Mans's injury recovered, he has become his shadow, no, today Linghu Jue got up early in the morning to breathe in the forest, who knew that before he walked out of the forest, Manse was already following him. I don't know how she knows?

Mansi blinked her big eyes with long eyelashes, and said a little worriedly, "After the battle of Puling, the clan knew that I was by Childe's side, and I would definitely come to find trouble with Childe, I don't regret dying, but I don't want Childe to have anything wrong, although Mansi's skills are low, but I still have a certain understanding of the clan's assassination methods." ”

Linghu Jue half-closed his eyes, his attitude was leisurely but his mood was heavy. Since seeing Mansi's true strength, he had a new understanding of the Ghost Ninja Clan, and he breathed a sigh of relief, looking up at the floating clouds in the sky, a light, refreshing fragrance of plants and trees, and faintly burrowed into his nose. He looked back at Mans, who was staring at him, and said firmly, "As a hunter, I have never been afraid of any opponent who will appear in front of me, whether it is a monster or a killer, if he dares to hurt anyone around me, I will let him know what regret is." ”

Mansi seemed to be stunned, and the look revealed by those beautiful eyes was extremely soft and intoxicating, as if it was like wisps of soft silk, pieces of light mist. In her several years of killer career, the ghost ninja clan has become synonymous with death in the eyes of many people, and it has been understated like this at times. She stared at the blue sky with a little confusion, and for the first time she lacked that innate fear of her tribe.

And just as Ling Hu Jue and Mansi were chewing on the taste, a slender figure in a light green shirt followed from a distance, and Murong Yi's pretty face that seemed to be resentful and sorrowful was revealed behind the pine shadow, especially, the pair of autumn water-like, soul-seducing Dan Feng eyes looked at Ling Hu Jue's proud back from a distance. How much affection is difficult to express, all in silence.

The battle of Puling made Murong Yi, who had never experienced setbacks, really grow up. Seeing that her beloved was surrounded alone, but the feeling of being powerless pierced deeply into her strong heart, especially when she saw Mansi covered in blood and fall into Linghujue's arms, that scene is still engraved in her heart, she really hoped that it was she who fell in Linghujue's arms at that time, not Mans.

Murong Feng, who followed behind her, looked at Murong Yi's autumn-like eyes, and kept staring at Ling Hujue's back, revealing an indescribable taste in his eyes. I thought to myself, "Xiaoyi, this kid, has really grown up." He sighed slightly, walked to Murong Yi's side, and said slowly, "Xiaoyi, the mountain breeze is cold, let's go back." ”

Murong Yi nodded, turned around, her slender figure looked a little haggard at this moment, and said quietly, "Aunt Feng, am I useless?"

Murong Feng felt a chill in her body, but this was not fear, but worry, she intuitively felt that there was already an indescribable flow of emotion in the heart of the girl in front of her who she had watched grow up since childhood. "God, don't let Xiao Yi be like me. Murong Feng prayed silently in his heart, and then comforted him in an extremely gentle tone, "Xiaoyi, you can sing and dance well, and you know how to be courteous, it's useless to say anything." ”

Murong Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Murong Feng looked at Murong Yi's face with some doubts. Murong Yi hesitated, stomped his feet violently, and said urgently as if he had made up his mind, "Aunt Feng, can you teach me magic?"

"What?" Murong Feng thought he had misheard, and exclaimed, "Xiao Yi, do you want to learn magic?" No wonder Murong Feng was surprised, since Murong Yi was five years old, her father, who was also the patriarch of the Murong family, Murong Ao, had brought her a lot of magicians and warriors to guide her, but she just didn't learn. Ever since the head of the family forced her to be anxious and almost let her commit suicide by throwing herself into the river, the Murong family never dared to let this eldest lady learn any magic and martial arts.

Murong Yi nodded solemnly, his face revealing a solemnity and solemnity that he had never seen before. Looking at Murong Feng, who was horrified, he secretly explained in his heart, "Aunt Feng, I didn't like to learn magic in the past because I didn't like to fight and kill, but now, for him, in order to be with him at any time, I want to practice, I really want to practice." ”

As if hearing Murong Yi's words in his heart, Murong Feng let out a long breath and muttered, "Xiao Yi, as long as you want to learn, Aunt Feng will definitely teach you." ”

Murong Yi smiled gratefully, and her figure was like a swaying willow and followed Murong Feng into the bushes, leaving only an inseparable look and a faint fragrance like a white orchid.

Not long after Murong Yi left, another figure shot out from the camp like a rainbow, and after these few swift movements, Kai Nuo's slender figure appeared in front of Ling Hu Jue with a dashing smile, bowed down and said, "Boss, you're ready to go." ”

Ling Hu Jue pursed his lips lightly, and said thoughtfully, with a little melancholy, "Quiet time always passes very quickly. Then he turned to Kay and Mans and said, "Let's go." ”

The Hurricane Camp knights who had already assembled looked at Ling Fox Jue who was shooting from outside the barracks, and their eyes showed fanaticism and adoration. In their memories, the young mercenary had become an idol of ruthlessness and composure, his ruthless methods, calm bearing, free and easy demeanor, and human martial arts were recognized by every knight who met him as immutable, like a rock.

Seeing that Ling Hu Jue and the others had already turned over and got on the horse, Murong Yi stared at the sky, and a few bitter smiles were wiped on Junyi's face, no wonder, seeing that his subordinates gave the eyes that originally belonged to him to another person, no one would feel good in their hearts, tightened the horse rope, and thought to himself, "Ling Hu Jue, the future is long." ”

At this time, a knight came over slowly, bowed and said, "Commander, the time has dawned, please give the order to set off." ”

Murong Yi raised his head and said quietly, "Order the first team to open the way first, and let the fox master lead his subordinates to escort the carriage behind his palace, and the rest of the teams will accompany them on both sides of the carriage." The cavalry departed as promised, and in a moment the horses neighed, the hooves sounded sharply, the wheels rolled endlessly, and the figures went back and forth, and the riders were in a row. It's already on the horse and on the road.

At this moment, the sky has broken, the eastern mist is bright red as blood, looking forward from the back of the road, you can see this group of vast men, galloping away. Each of them was dyed with a touch of morning glow. There is still a hint of pride in the magnificence.

The city of Manibo, the political and military center of the Minsi Empire, has been established for hundreds of years. Because it is located at the junction of the Central Plains of Donglin University 6. The location is moderate, for generations, it is a place where soldiers must fight, since the Ming Si Empire built the capital here, more expand the city and build the pool, build the wall and strengthen the building, after nearly 100 years of repair, it has become one of the largest cities on the Donglin University 6, and the permanent population has been millions.

On this day, more than ten meters high and nearly ten meters wide, there were hundreds of riding shadows galloping outside the east gate, a blue bright armor. Immediately, the knights were all fierce and fierce, and at a glance they knew that they were a group of iron-blooded heroes, and in the dust, Shang Ke could vaguely see two black-canopy carriages following behind, and the horses were rapidly approaching.

The crowds on both sides of the city gate were also immediately separated, because they all knew this cavalry, the Murong family's hurricane battalion.

The hurricane camp, which was dusty and high-spirited, also slowed down at this time, slowly passing through the city gate.

Three arrows into the city gate, there are several avenues paved with blue pebbles, turn right and turn right, and there are tall houses standing everywhere. Over the years, because of the habit of peace, there is no longer a bit of war and fighting, only to see the shops are lined up, pedestrians rubbing shoulders with each other, bustling, very prosperous and lively. Xiusi, who was riding behind Ling Huju, was attracted by the noisy scene here at this time, and after his eyes rolled around, he muttered, "Boss, this imperial capital is very lively, people come and go, I don't know what they are busy with?"

Linghu smiled gracefully and said, "Don't shout, this is the scenery in the city, no better than in our mountains." ”

At this time, walking on the street on horseback is inevitably a little restrained and difficult, Murong Yi waved one hand, and the entire cavalry followed him into an equally wide street on the right, strangely, there were no pedestrians on this street, and they were all nobles riding horses and bright clothes, or officers wearing military uniforms and armor.

Turn left along the street and turn inward, there is a path, and at the end of the path is a magnificent house. This house is very tall and far-reaching, surrounded by a cold stone brick wall, among which there are two red lacquered gates, and there are two huge and mighty stone lions at the door. At this time, the two vermilion gates were fully opened, each holding a magic crystal lamp next to the door, and eight soldiers in the same blue armor as the Hurricane Battalion were separated on two sides.

A middle-aged man with a rough face and a dignified demeanor led several young people to wait at the door. Seeing the arrival of the cavalry, they all greeted him, and the middle-aged man raised his voice and smiled. "The third child, Yi nephew, mountain nephew. You're back. ”

Murong Yi lifted his arms lightly, and the person had already floated off the horse, and said with a long voice, "Uncle Tian, I've kept you waiting for a long time." As Murong Yi turned over and dismounted, all the knights also fell off their horses and fell off. After saluting, they divided into two teams and entered through the small doors on the left and right sides, neatly and neatly.

The one who was called Uncle Tian by Murong Yi was Murong Tian, the four generals of the Murong family, and behind him were Murong Ao's other righteous sons, Murong Ao, Murong Si, Murong Lu, and Murong Qi, and the other Murong Wu had another task and went out.

Murong Tian patted Murong Yi's shoulder, and then boldly held Murong Qiu's hand and said, "Third brother, it's been hard all the way. ”

Murong Qiu's hands were hot, he humbly said a few words, and suddenly slapped the back of his head. "Big brother. Brother to talk to you, forget to introduce you, come, come, this is the Linghu boy mentioned in my letter. ”

The backward Linghu Jue hurriedly took two steps forward, shook his body, and said in a chic manner. "After ordering the fox to be killed, Meng Murong's seniors personally greeted him, and he was really uneasy, and where he was co-opted, Wan begged his seniors for forgiveness. ”

Murong Tian had actually noticed Ling Hu Jue, who was dressed in white, and he hurriedly returned the salute at this moment, and said sincerely, "Ling Hu Gongzi has a great grace to our Murong family, if it weren't for the head of the family who went to the court today, he would definitely come out to greet him in person." ”

Several brothers of the Murong family, who were originally greeting Murong Yi, also turned their heads at this time, staring at Ling Hu Jue and Xiu Si and the others behind him with eight eyes, among them, Mu Rong, who had a short beard on his chin, asked Murong Shan beside him softly, "This is that Ling Hu Jue, who is handsome enough." ”

Hearing that Mu Capacity's tone seemed to be a little disdainful, Murong Shan hurriedly argued, "I said second brother, Ling Fox Gongzi's kung fu and magic are first-class, if it weren't for him, none of us would be standing here." ”

The brothers of the Murong family, who didn't know the details, were shocked when they heard this, and they scrambled to ask for details.

And at this time. Murong Tian had already led Linghu Jue to them and introduced them one by one. The close look at each other, Ling Hujue's elegant and dusty temperament, graceful attitude, and handsome and chic appearance all made them secretly heartbroken, of course, there were a few people who were jealous.

In the midst of sincere laughter, everyone walked slowly into the gate, and the horses and caravans were carried by the soldiers at the gate into the stables. Under the leadership of Murong Tian. Linghu Jue took Xiusi and others to a dusty, bright and clean side courtyard, very spacious, and there was a delicate and small garden in the middle, a bamboo pavilion and a small pavilion, which had a unique atmosphere.

Murong Tian looked at the sky and said with a smile, "Linghu Gongzi, please rest here for a while, and the head of my family will hold a banquet to entertain you in the evening." ”

Linghu Jue was slightly moved and said: "Senior Murong, how can he be virtuous, but the head of the family is so attentive. ”

Murong Tian stared at Ling Hu for a moment, to be honest, he had too much affection for the young man in front of him, and Lang Sheng laughed, "Childe is too outward, I will go out and arrange it now, and someone will come to inform you." ”

With Murong Tian's departure, Xiusi and the others went back to their rooms to rest, and Mansi still lived next door to Linghu. Linghu Jue also took the cloth bag containing Sisi and went into the room to rest. After taking a few sips of hot tea, he calmed down and lay down on the bed with Sisi and his clothes. To be honest, in the past month, he has been fighting and working hard again and again, and he is tired enough.

Tossed and turned in bed for a while, but somehow he couldn't sleep, although his body was very sleepy, his mind was full of thoughts, and he kept ups and downs. Ling Fox closed his eyes and tried his best to calm his mind, but his mind was like a tricky elf, slippery and drifting into the distance, shaking.

Suddenly.

A faint shudder, almost mixed with the breeze, sounded quietly.

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