C19

The sky was clear and cloudless.

At the foot of Wu Mountain, the sounds of horse hooves could be heard. He saw a few magnificent steeds clearing the path in a dense forest, giving a series of carriages a way out.

As he was walking, the housekeeper's voice suddenly rang out from the carriage: "Everyone, rest a bit before you go!" He saw that the butler was dressed in a green robe, which was much better than the black armor of the strong man riding the horse in front of him.

That butler was usually in the Mu Rong family, below one person, and above tens of thousands of people. That title, Shi Jin, was naturally easily given to him.

He pointed forward. "Longfoot, take your men and arrange a camp in the front. Iron Head, take your men and gather some game. Saber, guard the surroundings and ensure Miss' safety!"

Everyone had to do things now, in parallel, and in a moment they would all go and do things. Only one person walked down from the luxurious carriage in the middle and did not listen to his orders.

So it was the Third Miss of the Murong Family, Murong Qian. Murong Qian had a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. She wore a white robe and her feet were wrapped in horse boots. Even the little girl, Little Peach, beside her, was radiating a bright and beautiful light. It was just that the little peach behind her only seemed to be a foil, making his flower-like smile even brighter.

If you only looked at their faces, they could be said to have great abilities. But why? There was no other reason but the appearance of a halo.

Murong pointed at Murong Qian and asked, "Third Miss, what instructions do you have for me?" Although he was one man below the Mu Rong family and above everyone, but he still had to split the income among the master and servants.

Murong Yi said, "The air here is light and fresh, and the scenery is very charming. I want to walk around, please do not worry about it, Uncle. " Murong pointed and said, "I dare not disturb Third Miss' elegance. Lorel, follow the young lady. " With that, he bowed towards Murong Qian and turned to leave.

Murong Qian didn't pay any attention to Luo Rui and just walked into the woods to the side. With his hand on the hilt of his sword, he was not more than ten steps away from Murong Qian. Because he was confident that within this distance, no matter how much danger the third miss faced, it would not escape his notice.

Not long later, she discovered a 15 or 6 year old young man lying unconscious on the grass. The youth was dressed in a white daoist robe, and his hands were on the ground. The blood had already dyed his body red, and there were many strange things scattered around him. A knife, a bag of some kind of box, a sage and some daily necessities.

Xiaotao said, "Miss, why is this person here? Did he fall from that cliff? This cliff is like the clouds and the sky, if a normal person were to fall, how could they survive? "

Murong Yi said, "That should be the case. When he fell, he ran into a tree, slowed down his falling speed, and then fell into the thick grass. That's how he survived."

Little Peach also saw the broken branch, and couldn't help but have a new understanding of Miss's observation skills.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Murong Qian say to her: "Go see if he can still be saved. If he can be saved, then save him. As the saying goes, saving a person's life is better than creating a seven-layered pagoda. "

After looking around, Xiaotao asked, "Miss, is there any hope?" Murong Yi nodded his head and said to Laurel, "Put him on your carriage. Take care of him and heal his injuries!"

Lorel immediately went forward and bowed, "Yes!" He then carried Sanmu to the carriage and arranged for it to be done. Murong Qian also didn't have the interest to enjoy the scenery. His heart was filled with melancholy as he recalled the sadness of being born into a noble family's woman.

This year she was seventeen years old and had not yet married as a victim. That was because she was highly loved by his father, Murong Qing. However, if she did not have a good idea, she would not be able to control her own fate and would be forced to marry a man as a sacrifice.

But she didn't want to marry, much less marry a man. Since he ate a strange flower two years ago, he had stopped loving men. She didn't know what it was. She only knew that time with her best friend. That flower that Beverly Barras ate with him, he had a telepathy with Beverly from then on …

In short, everything was a mess. It wasn't a secret that she now knew what it was. If she had heard that earth-shattering story from thirty years ago, she would have known what kind of flower it was, but at first she really didn't know.

"After two years, she was no longer thinking about such useless things." Why, why didn't you give me strength? "I need strength. With strength, I can no longer be matched by others and become a sacrifice!"

There was no point in saying anything now. She felt like a duckweed without a root on the sea. She could not control her own fate and could only follow the flow.

She cried out to herself from the bottom of her heart, "I don't want it, I don't want it!" But how many people in the world could control their own destiny? Seeing that everyone was doing what they were doing, she found it difficult to remain calm. He couldn't help but think, "Maybe it's better to be an ordinary person?"

Sanmu couldn't hear her, but he finally woke up. The first thing he felt when he woke up was pain. The second thing he felt was that he knew that he wasn't dead. Furthermore, no one would explode with luck and learn peerless martial arts.

He knew he was in a horse. He didn't know where the carriage was going, just as he didn't know where he was going. " "Sigh, sometimes, fate is like being forced. If one is unable to resist, then one can only enjoy it happily."

The group of people passed through the prefecture crossing area. After about half a month, they arrived at a place called Jinzhou. On the way, Sanmu saw that the weather was cold. The leaves of the trees in the mountain range had become sharp and round. It was obvious that the caravan was headed towards the north.

The caravan stopped in front of a door that had four large red columns on it. Before they had even dismounted, a team of people had already come out to welcome them.

The leader was a young girl with a bright face. She and Murong Qian were the same mother, so her appearance was quite similar to Murong Yi. When the young girl saw Mu Rong Ru Yue, she said lovingly, "Third sister, you're finally back! Mother really misses you. "

Murong Qian had a very good relationship with his mother and sister's elder sister. When he heard this, he happily said: "Second sister, I've missed you too. I've even specially sold some gifts for you outside. I'll get Little Peach to bring it to your room later. "

Murong Rong pulled her over and looked at her. "Gifts are secondary, it's best if someone is fine. "Look at you, you've been through quite a lot. If you see your mother again, you might feel that pained for her."

Murong Yi said, "Has Mother always been well? I haven't seen her for months and I don't know if his cough is any better. " After saying so, he felt a bit of worry in his heart, so he quickened his pace towards home. Murong Rong also followed beside her, saying some personal words as they went to meet their mother.

Three Wood's injuries had mostly healed. Last time he fell down the cliff, he had broken four ribs and one of his legs. Even with Three Wood's physique, it would still take about a month or so. He had only recovered three to four levels of true qi.

However, his internal injuries were still there. With his current condition, it would probably take him three to four months to return to his original level. Sanmu's care had been given to him personally by Murong Qian, so he didn't dare to be slow. In the end, he arranged for Three Wood to live in his own small courtyard.

The size of this small courtyard was far worse than the front door and main hall, but it was also fully furnished and equipped with daily necessities. San Mu followed the stretcher and watched the whole way, so he had a rough understanding of the Mu Rong family.

San Mu felt like a grandma Liu who had just entered a large ornamental garden, and his previous place was only at the same level as the Mu Rong family's stable.

Roren took good care of Sanmu. The other guy was also a martial arts fanatic. When he had nothing to do, he would spar there and often disturb Three Wood's peace and quiet. Three Wood had to live with himself because he was living under Ji. If he was at home and saw his disciple practice like this, he would have slapped him long ago.

There was no other way. He could only use his own methods from time to time to speed up his cultivation of the mystical arts and heal his injuries. To the point where his four limbs were numb, he stopped there without any effect.

That was why he was able to heal most of his injuries within two months. San Mu was overjoyed. It seemed that thinking about himself had such an effect on healing wounds. He would have to practice it frequently in the future.

On this day, Three Wood was practicing and consolidating his Zhen Qi. Lorel suddenly walked in, followed by Murong Qian.

Two months had passed, and Murong Qian was in a good mood. He thought about how he had saved a young man from Wu Mountain. He had let Laurel deal with him then, and he didn't know what the man was like now, so it happened.

That Murong Yi saw Sanmu's delicate and pretty appearance, and his temperament was not ordinary. His heart was filled with love and curiosity. When Three Wood saw his savior, he naturally felt grateful. She bowed towards him and said, "Thank you for saving my life, I, Lin Sanmu, will definitely repay this debt!"

Rorell was a little angry. He thought that Sanmu was being a little overboard. Seeing the young mistress, he actually bowed to her. Didn't he know how to be grateful? No matter what, he had to perform a respectful salute!

Murong Yi acted as if he knew what was on the surface. Although he lacked etiquette, he didn't put it to heart. When he saw what Sanmu had said, he said in amusement: "There's no need to answer back. If we could have met in that kind of situation, how could we have not saved them?" Besides, it was Lorel who saved you, not me! "

Three Wood still expressed his gratitude. "Savior, as long as you have a change of heart, the one who is saved will naturally feel grateful. Miss truly deserves it." Murong Qian didn't want to talk about this and asked: "How did you end up like that? And where are you from, and where are you going? "

He didn't want to tell her the truth, but he didn't want to lie to her either. He could only say that he had gone on a trip and fallen off a cliff because he had missed out on the scenery. That was the only way he could have ended up like that. He didn't say anything else.

Murong Qian looked at Yue Baidao and asked: "Could it be that Brother Lin is a cultivator from the Dao, why does it seem like you don't have any martial arts?" As she asked this question, she realized that she couldn't sense the power fluctuations coming from Three Wood's body, so she couldn't help but doubt her own judgement.

Ever since she had met Three Wood, she had felt a sense of elation, as if her problems could be solved whenever she met him.

Was his feeling wrong? However, he had already consumed the flower of lily from the Heaven's End Miracle Flower, how could he make a mistake? Ever since he had mistakenly taken the Lily Flower a few years ago, he had never missed out on this feeling. So what was going on today?

One must know that although the Lily Flower was only a quarter of Mang Gu's Absolute Miracle Flower, it was Mang Gu's Absolute Miracle Flower. Thirty years ago, this was how the Thousand Illusion Demons obtained the title of the best in the world. It was unprecedented and was the best in the martial arts world.

How could she know that the three elements were innate, and that Yin and Yang had already reached a balance? Therefore, there was no doubt about the result. He found it hard to believe, so he tried to test the waters.

It seemed as though he, himself, was pretending to be strong, and his white Daoist robes were causing others to suspect him. He could only explain, "Miss, please allow me to make a detailed report. You misunderstand, that was something I did when I was bored. I am truly sorry for causing xiaojie to misunderstand! "

Murong Qian was a little disappointed: "I thought you were a Daoist from Canghai Mountain. Then maybe … She stopped, thinking she might have said something useless. Thus, he sat down on a wooden chair that was engraved with clouds, seeming to be deep in thought.

Although he knew what was going on in the minds of others, he didn't know what was going on in the hearts of others. However, he also knew about the changes in other people's emotions. Seeing that Murong Qian's mood was low, and that he didn't know how to deal with it, the scene froze for a moment.

Just as Sanmu was thinking of how to speak, Murong Qian asked again: "Young Master, what are you planning to do?" Seeing this, Three Wood couldn't help but reply. "I'm just out for a walk. I don't have a place to go."

Murong Qian put down the teacup and stood up with a bit of disappointment: "Then if Young Noble doesn't mind, why don't you stay in the house? After thinking about it, he decided to leave. "You may not have to go outside, everything is not in a good place.

San Mu saw that Murong Qian wasn't in a good mood and said: "Thank you, Miss!" With a fragrant wind, Murong Yi left. But Laurel had no good feelings for him, and was neither warm nor cold to him. San Mu was baffled. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with him?"