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The self-esteem that had been through the fall was extremely fragile, and he muttered to Duanmu Rong with a bitter face: "I don't believe that I really can't be better than those two guys in the future, if you are not satisfied with this, I will let the senior brother recognize you as a sister, I want to see, you can still find a stronger brother than the senior brother in this world." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The senior brother has been looking at the two of them on the other side of the carriage, the expression on his face is very gentle, like an elder who has read the world and looks at his junior, he can see a lot of hidden meanings in the conversation between the two, but he finds that no matter who they are, they are not absolutely clear about what they want, and after thinking for a while, he made a decision.

The reason why he made this decision, in addition to Feiyun Dao's own position, was mainly because he was very grateful to the girl for taking care of Xu Chen, and he liked this girl's actions very much, because of the past that belonged only to him many years ago.

Duanmu Rong listened to this, and thought to himself what kind of identity Mr. Feiyun Dao is, you and I are familiar with each other and laugh at each other, how can you involve Mr. Big, not to mention that he wants him to accept him as a sister?

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, and glared at him fiercely, just because the girl's gaze was too loose because of her short-sightedness, so it was not terrible to force her round eyes, but to look more and more lovely.

Suddenly, at this time, the senior brother looked at her with a gentle expression, and said two words with a smile and affirmation.

"Okay. ”

The carriage suddenly became quiet, Xu Chen looked at his senior brother with a puzzled expression, and he couldn't understand how he could get such a response if he was just a joke, of course he wouldn't think that senior brother was also joking, because...... Just kidding, will the senior brother be joking or the senior brother?

As for Duanmu Rong, he was even more surprised and didn't know what to say, and instantly felt a little at a loss, lowered his head and used his black hair to hide the complicated and unhappy expression on his face, staring at the toe of his shoes sticking out of his skirt and not daring to move.

The senior brother laughed at the reaction of the two of them, and added very seriously, "This is my honor. ”

Duanmu Rong finally knew that this was true, her emotions were complicated and she raised her head to look at her senior brother, she knew what kind of opportunity it was to be commensurate with the brothers and sisters of Feiyun Dao, and how much benefit it would bring to herself, for a while, she was a little inexplicably afraid, some sincere gratitude, and more because of the gentle gaze of the other party.

The senior brother looked at her and asked calmly, "What did you plan to do next?"

Senior Brother smiled and said, "If you want to go back to the Western Jin Dynasty, you can travel around for a few days when you can return to the capital, I don't know what you think?"

Duanmu Rong didn't know why Mr. Big suddenly invited him to the capital city, his eyes turned slightly, and he quietly glanced at Xu Chen, and he didn't know what he thought, and his slightly round beautiful little face instantly had two more beautiful flushes.

"Are you going to his capital?" she thought with her head down, but the words that came out of her thin lips were something else, and her voice was more subtle than the mosquito buzzing in the winter wasteland, "I'm afraid of delaying Mr. Big's trip." ”

The senior brother said gently: "After meeting the teacher in the capital city, you and I will change the title, now you can call my senior brother with the junior brother, as for the itinerary, you don't have to care, for me, the cultivation is roaming, and we are going to go to Wuxian Town, and it is also a way to return to the capital from that place." ”

Xu Chen listened to the conversation between Senior Brother and Duanmu Rong, and vaguely noticed something, but he subconsciously didn't want to think about it deeply, until he heard that he was going to Wuxian Town, thinking that he should go to see Ximen Wang, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The words of worry were not spoken, because no matter how dangerous the Longtan Tiger's Den was in Wuxian Town, he could never persuade a character like Senior Brother to avoid it, but the meaning of worry had been expressed very clearly.

The senior brother said, "I didn't know about the horse thieves on the seashore that day, so I just did. Now that he knows, plus the fist he handed out when he grabbed the Book of Heaven, he always needs to explain these things. ”

The words are very calm and gentle, the speed of speech is still slow, and the content of what is said is very simple and clear, because this is based on a simple, clear and powerful logic, whether you are the Heavenly Dao Sect or the Demon Sect, whether you are an imperial family or a famous general in the world, as long as you want to be the enemy of Feiyun Dao, then you must make a corresponding explanation.

It has been a long time since anyone in this world has needed to make this kind of explanation, because it has been a long time since anyone dared to have the slightest disrespect for the mountain behind Feiyun Dao, and the last time he had no choice but to make an explanation was the peach blossoms on the peach mountain of Xiling Temple.

The wind on the wasteland howled incessantly from day to night, rolling up the thick snow on the surface of the wilderness, but it could not find a clean place to throw it, so in the end it could only fall helplessly to the ground, and the snow layer was still so thick that neither the rolling wheels nor the unwilling horses' hooves could make too obvious a sound on it.

One day, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the winter day poked its head out from behind the clouds, and sneakily cast a not enthusiastic gaze at the earth, and in the distance there was a faint hill in the wasteland, and the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, although the sound of dense hooves was still clear, and it was obvious that there was only one ride, and you can imagine how fast the ride was.

The big black horse dragged the heavy carriage forward in the snow, with its head lowered, slowly smacking its thick lips, extremely listless, listening to the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, it raised its head and looked at the place, its black eyes turned quickly, looking extremely vigilant but a little inexplicably excited.

A white shadow rushed out from behind the snow-covered hills like an arrow, it was a snow-white horse with an abnormal horse, it was the mare who was in the limelight at the royal court horse racing conference, but was finally embarrassed by the big black horse, and on the back of the horse sat a beautiful girl in a leather jacket, naturally it was Her Royal Highness Chen Yanqiu, the princess of the Moon Wheel Country.

The four hooves of the snow horse were stained with mud and dirt, and they were no longer pure and beautiful at that time, and it was obvious that they had gone through a long journey but had no time to rest, and the face of the girl on horseback was still beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness and anxiety, and she looked extremely haggard. The three idiots in the world are recognized as the most beautiful young cultivators in the world, and the can be said to be the best-looking girl among the three, so I don't know why she is so haggard.

The snowy horse rushed out of the hills, saw the carriage slowly coming in the wasteland, slowed down, and when it found that it was the most hateful black goods pulling the cart, it couldn't help but neigh, not only wanted to step forward and bite it fiercely, but also subconsciously wanted to avoid it, chaotic thoughts affected the action, because of the long journey, its already somewhat weak limbs were almost kicked in one place, staggered and almost fell forward.

Chen Yanqiu frowned slightly, lifted the reins in her right hand, and extremely reluctantly controlled the mount under her, and at this time, she was only more than ten steps away from the carriage, and she could clearly see the other party.

The curtains of the carriage were slowly lifted.

Chen Yanqiu looked at the car window, her eyes were as cold as frost in the wilderness at this time, and there was a faint pain and strong hatred in the depths of her black pupils, which was not at all like the beautiful appearance of a flower in the past.

The curtain was completely opened, and an ordinary-looking Taoist priest looked at her with a gentle expression, nodding in greeting, Chen Yanqiu was slightly stunned, and then saw the figures of Xu Chen and Duanmu Rong behind the Taoist priest.

She guessed the identity of the Taoist priest, and after a moment of silence, she took a light breath, saluted seriously, and then stopped saying anything to the people in the carriage, and kicked the horse's belly lightly with both feet, so that the snowy horse, which was very nervous as if facing a great enemy, no longer confronted the big black horse, and continued to drive towards the depths of the wasteland.

"Where is she going? It is really dangerous for a girl's house to walk alone in this great wilderness. Her status is noble, and no one dares to mess with her in the Central Plains, but this is a wasteland. Not to mention that you may encounter a dangerous snowstorm, even if you meet a snowcountryer, there will be a big problem, and the snowlanders have no good impression of Buddhism and Taoism. ”

Xu Chen looked at the snow horse that was gradually moving away outside the window, sighed and said with worry.

There was silence in the carriage, and no one responded to his exclamations.

He was slightly surprised, and then found that both Senior Brother and Duanmu Rong were looking at him with a very complicated gaze.

"What's wrong?"

The senior brother smiled and didn't say anything.

Duanmu Rong was silent for a moment and then said, "I found that what Ye Tong said is right, you are indeed very shameless. ”

Xu Chen was furious and asked, "Where am I shameless?"

Duanmu Rong lowered his head and said softly: "She is reluctant to face you and me, obviously because she knows the news that Prince Chen Lujie was seriously injured by you and will die. You know that this is all caused by you, so why are you hypocritically worried here. ”

Xu Chen was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer to hide his shamelessness, so he simply shut up.

At this moment, the sound of hurried hooves sounded again outside the carriage.

When I opened the curtains, I saw that it was the Chen Yanqiu who went and returned.

Chen Yanqiu looked at Xu Chen by the window, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you seen him?"

Xu Chen looked at the girl on horseback, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I haven't seen it since then." ”

Chen Yanqiu didn't say who he was, and Xu Chen didn't say what he was after that, and they knew each other very well - if they really said it too clearly, maybe the resentment hidden between each other would erupt into a real battle.

Chen Yanqiu stared at his face, was silent for a long time, suddenly raised his sleeve and wiped his lips, then lowered his hand to his leg, covering the blood stains on his sleeve, and asked in an indifferent voice: "Please tell me where he may have gone?"

On the snow cliff, Xu Chen shot an arrow through the chest and abdomen of Prince Chen Lujie, and then a series of accidents occurred, and now that Ye Tong has joined the temple protector cavalry, this news has naturally spread in the wasteland. The temple was furious, but the most important thing was that no one knew whether Prince Chen Lujie was alive or dead now.

The person who cared most about the life and death of Prince Chen Lujie was, of course, his fiancée, so Chen Yanqiu ignored everyone's opposition and obstruction, and forcibly rode a snow horse to the depths of the wasteland.

Xu Chen calmly looked back at the indifferent gaze, there was no guilt in his heart, he was so upright, he didn't care about the hatred and murderous intent in the other party's eyes, and said: "I was too far away from him that day, so I don't know if he is still alive, you should ask Ye Tong about these things." ”

Hearing his answer, especially listening to the calmness in his voice, Chen Yanqiu lowered his eyes slightly, and then silently lifted the reins of the horse and continued to walk towards the depths of the wasteland, the figure of a horse and a person looked extremely lonely and sad.

In the northernmost col at the northern foot of the mountain range, the thick snow covered everything between heaven and earth, and a simple leather tent was half-hidden, and no one could survive in such a cold place except the Snow Countryers.

The tent is inhabited by a father and son of the Snow Country, they belong to one of the last tribes of the Snow People to move south, and they have just completed the Winter Rites and are about to return to the tribal settlement, but before returning home, they first have to solve a problem in the tent.

That trouble was a young man from the Central Plains.

The young man's clothes were extremely tattered, but the bright yellow clothes were very precious when he looked at them, and his identity must be extraordinary, but his current appearance was too miserable, and the miserable big arrow wound in his chest and abdomen did not suppurate or have insects because of the cold, but he was frozen into something like pickled meat, which looked extremely terrifying.

The Snowlander father and son found him in the thick snowdrift in the mountain col, and although the other party was obviously from the Central Plains, the father and son still dragged him back to their tent for treatment according to the tradition of the Snowlanders when they were hunting.

However, when the young man was rescued, he still looked like a dead man, staring at the linoleum on the top of the tent with big eyes, and he refused to speak, no matter what his snowpiercer father asked.

The father and son of the Snow Country did not bother to pay attention to him, and continued to go in and out of the snowy mountains every day, looking for those little beasts that were looking for traces, trying to complete the hunting tasks required for the winter rituals, and when they returned to the tent with their heavy and tired bodies, they fed the young man a bowl of broth at will, and did not do anything more.