Broken mountains and rivers: Sushou restores the universe

Chapter 912

Shen Muyu opened a gap in the encirclement according to the agreement. Jiesheng and Liao Xu appeased the soldiers of the Hu army and led them to leave first. All of them turned cold amidst the polite provocation and insults, and watched these prostitutes walk away with eyes full of hatred.

Guarded by two generals of Shen State, Wei Ying went back to the pagoda tree where Shen Muyu had just talked, she used her light kung fu to fly to the thick branches of the pagoda tree to hide in the luxuriant leaves, and stood on a high place with a longing smile. He stared fixedly at Jiesheng and his team of Tiger Guards galloping northward on horseback, and refused to look away for a long time.

Although the surviving 5 soldiers of the Guard Tiger Army were all injured, except for the seriously injured soldiers, the others had recovered a lot after a night of rest. At this time, they rode out of the encirclement circle on intact horses, and a group of them meandered along the ancient road. The long-distance team quickly ran to a safe distance.

Only then did Wei Ying jump down from the branch, only to find that the two Shen Guojun generals guarding her had already left, and Shen Muyu came to the locust tree at some point, and was still sitting quietly on the boulder .

At this time, he was not looking at Wei Ying who jumped off the tree, but looked up at the lush branches and leaves of the locust tree, as if in a daze.

The sun shines on him bit by bit through the leaves of the locust tree, mottled his white clothes with broken light and shadows, cast half-bright and half-dark shadows on his expressionless face, and cast his star-like eyes Covered with a layer of fog-like light.

Wei Ying slowly turned around to face him. At this moment, she only felt that his figure sitting quietly under the tree was like a beautiful picture——

The man in the painting has elegant and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his figure is as tall and straight as a pine tree.

only……

... If there is no unresolved sadness entangled between his brows, this painting might be more beautiful.

Wei Ying narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him in a daze. She was silent for a while, and opened her mouth lightly as if she wanted to say something but was afraid of disturbing such a beautiful picture scroll, so in the end she just wanted to speak Stop it again.

A wind passed by, blowing a bit of dry heat around the two of them, and a few cicadas hidden in the branches of the locust tree uttered loud and clear chirping sounds, intertwined with the chirping of cicadas in the forest not far away, exaggerating wantonly. The breath of summer.

The two of them stood and sat, Wei Ying stared blankly at Shen Muyu, while Shen Muyu looked up at the leaves of the pagoda tree in a daze.

It has been like this for a long, long time.

Shen Muyu finally lowered his head slowly to look at Wei Ying, he opened his lips slightly, his voice was extremely low and hoarse, and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Wei Ying cleared her mind, the expression on her little face was already indifferent, she smiled indifferently, and replied: "I'm already a prisoner, how dare I disturb Shen Guojun's thoughts?"

"Is it a prisoner..." Shen Muyu said softly: "You faked your death and escaped from a fire in Qingyang Hall many years ago. After many years, you still fell into my hands after all."

The smile on Wei Ying's lips was a little cold, and she said coldly: "This is the reason why Wei Ying's skills are not as good as others, and I can't blame others. Now I am a prisoner of Shen Guojun. If I want to kill or cut, please Shen Guojun Give me a good time."

Shen Muyu raised his head and looked at Wei Ying with complicated eyes, but he fell silent after hearing what she said.

After a while, his eyes turned to the Liuquan sword hanging on Wei Ying's waist, and said softly: "Liuquan sword... Since you are already a prisoner, you can give this sword to me."

Wei Ying lowered her head to look at Liuquanjian, remembering the oath she made when she first got the sword, she laughed at herself.

Then she untied the Flowing Spring Sword indifferently, and threw it at Shen Muyu.

Shen Muyu raised his hand to catch Liuquanjian, looked down at the blood stains on the scabbard, and fell silent again.

(End of this chapter)