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Chapter 180 Containing Qian Sleeping in the Underworld (7)
Mu Xin stared at me blankly, his pale face gradually brightened up, like the twin stars rising from the dawn sky, the stars were so dazzling, I held back my sadness, smiled at him, and smiled at him. , Seeing that I vowed to bid farewell to the past and my confused future.

When I looked up again, I saw the two people on the top of the grotto. He Lanyou, who was trapped under Helan Xiuchuan's powerful Qi machine, was restrained by 36 guards. , also slapped He Lanxiuchuan's flanks with a palm, and both of them vomited blood and flew out, far away, they landed on the ground with a bang.

The ending of both sides hurt, but Helan Xiuchuan could not be kept. With a stern roar, the snow shadow flashed, the snow lion appeared, and the seriously injured Helan Xiuchuan was hunched over like a meteor chasing the moon. In the blink of an eye, only a little white in the world was left point.

Mu Xin stood up slowly. He was seriously injured and his whole body was stained with blood, but he still stood upright. He looked coldly at He Lanyou who was being lifted up surrounded by the crowd, and said in a clear voice, "He Lanyou, remember Now, Mu Xin will avenge today's revenge."

He Lanyou opened his eyes and looked at me at the first glance. His eyes seemed regretful. I turned my head hard, and after a slight silence, I heard him say with a smile: "He Lanyou is not a good person, but I have always accepted the debt, and the death of the noble is naturally my debt, Mr. Mu, I am waiting for you."

The eyes of the two met, one was sharp and the other was gentle, but the general cold fire splashed everywhere, and there was a sound of sternness.

After a pause, He Lan said lazily: "There is another way out of here, we will leave later, your Excellency and your family should also go that way, it is somewhat safer, Qianzi," he greeted Feng Qianzi, I asked a few words.

There was hesitation on Feng Qianzi's face, but she didn't dare to say anything. She glared at me a few times angrily, walked up to me, raised her hand to put away the net covering three hundred riders, and threw two more medicine bottles on the ground. On the ground, he said coldly: "The green bottle is the antidote for your subordinates, and the white bottle is yours. The young master said that you have been poisoned by the poison of thorn snake ants because of the green and red between your eyebrows. Fortunately, it is not serious, so you can do it yourself." Bar!"

I stared at the bottle on the ground, not knowing what it was like, and said in a low voice for a long time: "Please thank you young master for me, and please give him a word, the way of heaven is always, what is owed to others must be paid back, it is a kindness." It's a grievance, and it has to be paid after all, or it's better not to...to be too reckless..."

Feng Qianzi was startled, then smiled charmingly, swept her temples and said, "Hey, what do you mean? Who owes you? Don't you think the young master owes you?"

I pursed my lips and didn't answer, but she turned her face faster than the book, and suddenly said bitterly: "I hate you the most! You prudish woman, what qualifications do you have to teach the young master? Do you know what he has suffered? You Live his life for a day? What have you done for him? You, a charming girl raised in the palace, why do you stand and talk without pain in your back and ask him not to take revenge? Do you understand what it means to struggle for survival? Do you understand? Understand that if he is not ruthless, others will still be ruthless, do you understand that if he is not ruthless, he will die!"

I was silent, and said desolately for a long while: "I just ask you to bring this sentence. If you don't want to, it's up to you. As for other things, there is no need to say any more."

"I'm too lazy to bring you a message, if you want to say it yourself!" Feng Qianzi flicked her sleeves, and returned to He Lanyou with a sneer.

He Lanyou kept looking at this side, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as the surface of a frozen lake in winter, sparkling with broken ice, and when Feng Qianzi came back, he didn't ask any questions, just stood up, Without looking back, Xiao Ran walked towards that distant day.

"I have no choice but to be bound by some fame and wealth, and I have no choice but to be burdened by it! It's a pity that the romantic always has nothing to do! At the beginning, I stayed in the Chinese dialect, but now I miss Qin Lou's appointment. When I was dreaming, after waking up from the wine, I was thinking about..."

The voice gradually drifted away in the rising wind.

I lowered my head and watched the long yellow sand being washed by the sunlight one by one. The tears in my eyes finally wet the slender shadow on that side slowly.

All the way back to the customs.

The three hundred riders of the Immortal Battalion passed through the ghost town, and their vitality was severely injured, and Mu Xin suffered from internal and external injuries. I thought about what Mahamu said when he left, and worried that Guilichi would not let us go, and he would face a fight in the future After a hard fight, everyone was specially ordered to move forward slowly in order to recover their vitality.

When we left the ghost town and passed through the secret passage of the grotto, we found a lot of strange snakes in a cave, squeezed and intertwined, tumbling endlessly, making people's scalp numb, I thought about it , Gritting his teeth, weaved a box out of red wicker, carefully caught a few snakes and put them in, and handed them to Liu Cheng, signaling him to keep them carefully.

After Fang Yijing's death, Liu Cheng became more and more silent. On the night he left the ghost town, he lit a fire and burned that bold man to ashes. I stood quietly and watched Mu Xin and Liu Cheng kneeling In front of the fire, both of them looked calm, but their eyes were dim. I knew that at this moment, they must be missing that man who always smiled very brightly, and his life of indulgence in love and hatred.

I'm not familiar with Fang Yijing, but I can't help but feel sad for his innocent death, and feel even more apologetic and ashamed. If it wasn't for me, Fang Yijing wouldn't have died in the desert, if it wasn't for me being involved in Helan He will not die so miserably.

Liu Cheng stowed Fang Yijing's ashes and carried them behind his back. I heard from Mu Xin that he and Fang Yijing were both orphans, and they followed their uncle very early on. I feel more guilty because of this, and I hardly dare to talk to the quiet Liu Chengduo.

After Liu Cheng carried Fang Yijing's ashes on his back, Mu Xin only said lightly: "Uncle Liu, don't worry, it's fair, I will definitely get it back for Uncle Fang."

I listened silently, embracing my knees and looking at the distant west, a round of sunset, descending rapidly.

It was already mid-spring, and the New Year’s Eve had already passed before I knew it. After walking all the way, the mountains in the distance were still covered with snow, but the meadows nearby had grown, and gradually green grass sprouted out of the gray-yellow land, and occasionally bloomed. With small red and yellow flowers, not gorgeous but fresh, people who have been watching the bleak desert scenery with white snow and dead branches can't help but feel refreshed.

Riding on the horse, looking at the yurt and wooden house in front of me, I frowned, as if I was about to enter the Kyrgyz territory.

In the distance, the rangers of the Kyrgyz tribe can already be seen. Guilic must have deployed heavy troops near here.

(End of this chapter)