C8

Cymbidium turned into a sullen calabash at the critical moment, refusing to speak a single word. After ten days of contemplation, one woman cried and the other was hurt. The fern was not good at coaxing girls. Meat could be eaten, wine could be drunk, and life could be killed. However, the fermented fern did not infect the fingers.

Over ten days, the three of them hid in a small inn at the foot of the jade-like mountain. Stunning Moon Mountain was sparsely populated, not to mention that Stunned Moon Villa was right at the top of this mountain, and that the group of men in black with unknown origins couldn't find this place.

During breakfast, Meng Xin was very serious. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. However, her face was as yellow as wax. As before, Meng had no appetite. He scooped up two spoonfuls of rice porridge and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I want... I have something to tell you. " "You tell me."

"Look …" I'm not out for sightseeing, and you don't have to worry about my legs. Besides, we're always bringing Fang'er … It's not too convenient for a girl like her to be with us. "

"So?" The monk asked.

"So, I want you and Fang'er to go back to Yingdu together. "Send her to a first-class Fangzhai, mention my name, and those people will naturally leave Fang'er there."

"— No!" The monk solemnly put down his chopsticks.

"You are a weak girl, and almost lost your life twice or thrice. If …" "If …"

The monk frowned, and was about to say something, when Meng said, "Listen to me, Cymbidium. "My guards will be here in a few days. You know that this war is no joke, so I'll let you send Fang'er back. When I return to the capital, I'll definitely come and find you, okay?"

The border was not peaceful. It would be easier for him to take care of Meng Yuping by himself, but if he brought Zhao Fanger along, then he wouldn't be able to do anything.

"Well, be careful." "I'll take Miss Fang'er and leave later."

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After lying to the monk, she decided that the road ahead was more dangerous. She could not let the monk lose his life for nothing.

Behind the Tailed Mountain was the territory of Gao Li. Gao Li and Da Ying's folk style was very similar. Gao Li and Wang Huan had been on the throne for more than ten years, but they had changed the imperial policy. Compared to his muddleheaded father, he was even more feared by the other four nations.

As he rode on his fox, he noticed that the soldiers guarding the area were all wearing Gao Li's clothes. At this time, Meng Quan had changed into men's clothing, making it more convenient to walk around.

He jumped down from his horse and followed the crowd through, probably because of the fighting, but the soldiers who checked before the pass were especially hard on the Ying people.

"What are you doing here?" The soldier was huge and bulky, with his nose in the air. He was beaming with joy as he spoke, and he was standing there with an imposing manner, like that Guan Gong. He squinted his eyes as he sized up Meng Xin.

"Brother, I am here to visit my relatives. Please make an exception." A coy, fawning smile appeared on Meng Ke's face, which made the guard snort. He then said with disdain, "You Ying people are the craftiest. Alright, hurry up and go. Stop wasting time."

He did not expect to be able to enter the Gori territory so easily. Today's sunlight was not as boring as it was in the past, and the willow trees planted on the streets of Gaoli were more suitable for the scenery. A gentle breeze blew past, causing people to feel at ease with their surroundings. He was in a good mood.

She pulled out her already moldy fan and held the fox in one hand. The bazaar was more lively than the one in the Gyro, with lanterns, vegetables, and dolls. It was crowded with people, and it was very lively.

"The horse is coming, get out of the way!" Someone shouted from the crowd, and before Meng was able to react, the crowd began to stir, causing Meng to stumble. A fast horse was galloping towards them from the front, and in broad daylight, it dared to force them. To harm the people, he really did not want to live anymore.

The horse was entirely black, and as it galloped, the horse's four hooves were agile, its beautiful and fluffy mane swaying in the wind as it galloped up and down. The horse's head was inlaid with an exquisite bronze headband inlaid with blue obsidian. The master of the horse was covered in a blue cloak. Seeing the group of people in front of him become restless like ants, he did not have any intention of stopping.

Mencius jumped, the tip of his foot lightly trampled on the back of the fox, the fox saw the master jump, happy hiss. She ran straight towards him. The man's eyes were tightly locked, and he was extremely displeased. He tightened the reins in his hand, and Gao Li's horse lifted its hooves into the air, roaring towards the sky.

The horse straightened up. The man, on the other hand, was sitting on the horse and glaring down at the horse. He seemed to be very angry. He didn't know what was going on with the man these days. He dared to go up in the sky just because he had some power and influence.

"Who are you? "How dare you stop my horse!" The man raised his eyebrows and berated loudly. "Now, even if you don't care, you're still going to argue with them over the king's law." "If you hadn't been my aunt, these people would have died under your horses' hooves. Is there still any law?

The man had sharp eyebrows, eagle-like eyes, sharp features, and a delicate nose. His eyes were always cold and detached, but they were extremely bright and clean, and his forehead was covered in a layer of silver light. The corners of his mouth were pulled into an unfathomable smile, and the aura around his body carried an unfathomable sense of alienation.

He sneered, "Laws? I am the law for this Gao Li, and I think you must be tired of living! " He took out the whip hanging around his waist and lightly pulled it, letting out a 'pa' sound. It was obvious that the whip was meant to teach Meng Ke a lesson, and a good woman should not take advantage of the situation. Besides, she was here on official business, and she could not let this strange man waste her time. As he was about to leave, he heard a 'whoosh' sound behind him. The man had actually tied a whip around her, making it so that the fourth bandit dared to tie her up. This infuriated her, but the whip was wrapped tightly.

"You thief, quickly let me go. If you're a gentleman, then let me down to fight you one on one!" The man's eyes were dark and deep, with a dark expression on his face. His unrestrained smile carried a hint of arrogance. However, he carried a noble and forceful air, as if all the beautiful men in the world could be called beautiful men just because they were geniuses like him.

"You are too kind. I am not a righteous man. It is your misfortune that you were defeated by me today."