Chapter 759: To dig

Chapter 759 is to dig
Murong Xue’s cold eyes slammed fiercely:
Are you a general?

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded honestly: those uncles wearing armor were so shouting.
Murong Xue frowned slightly. The little boy turned out to be a man of the Turkic General. She was a Turkic tyrant who was arrested by the Tuoqiu Pit, and the person who was about to arrest it was sent back to the General’s House.
Seeing Murong Xue’s eyes, for a long time, the little boy cautiously said:
Sister, what happened to you?

"Nothing." Murong Xue smiled softly, looked up at the little boy, facing his dark eyes, the innocence and ignorance of the flashing scorpion, and looked at Murong Xue sighed, secretly sighed: the grassland There is no end to it. A fence stayed here for one day and one night, and did not meet a person. It can be seen that this place is relatively remote and few people come. If she does not send the fence home, it is estimated that Ai will starve to death here. It is.
"You still remember, from which direction did you come from? I will send you home." Murong Xue slowed down the voice: the child is innocent, she is not good to see death.
"Really? Thank you sister!" The boy's eyes sparkled, and he tipped his toes and looked around. He saw the grass in all directions swaying with the breeze, the green piece of the film, his eyes dizzy, depressed bitterness. I have a small face: "I don't remember."
The grassland is endless. If it is not the sun hanging in the sky, Murong Xue can't figure out which is the southeast and northwest. She should not expect a six-year-old child to remember the way.
Murong Xue sighed helplessly, took the little boy's little hand, and walked slowly: "Let's just walk around, maybe you will find your home."
The direction she flew over seems to be the northeast side. Tuobahao sent her there. It must be because it is close to the city of Turkistan. The general government where Ayi is located should also be in Wangcheng. She should go northeast. wrong……
"Thank you, my sister." The little boy smiled and bent his eyebrows, grabbed the four fingers of Murong Xue, and jumped forward and walked forward: Go home, go home...
Murong Xue took the fence and walked on the grassland. He walked away. I don’t know how long it took. The straight legs of the fence were so soft that they filled the lead. They still didn’t stop.
A fence snuggled up on Murong Xue’s arm and let her take him away. Yu Xue’s cute little face was bitter:
Sister, how long will it take?

"It will take a long time, we have already arrived at the city gate, and we will soon find your home." Murong Xue smiled and touched the head of the fence, looked up to the front, and saw a few meters high. High stone city wall, the top of the city gate is engraved with the three characters of 'Xichengmen'. Dozens of guards stand inside and outside the city gate and are strictly guarded.
"A fence, are you familiar with this place?"
A fence looked at the city gate, the guards, and the various small shops and teahouses located on both sides of the road. I shook my head gently: "Unfamiliar, I am here for the first time..."
Murong Xue gently raised his eyebrows. There are four gates in the King City. Each gate has its own characteristics. Ai is not familiar with it. Isn’t he going out from Xichengmen...
The breeze blew, and a familiar aroma floated with the breeze, and the eye of the fence slammed, and the direction of the scent of '蹬蹬蹬' ran over: "Bun, buns... I smell the scent of the buns." Up..."
Murong Xue blinked and slowly followed up. I saw A fence running in front of a small buns and looking at the freshly baked buns. The eyes were bright, and the saliva was DC: "It's really a meat buns."
Looking at his little serval cat, Murong Xue smiled and took out two pieces of copper coins and handed it to Xiao Er: "Come two meat buns."
"Well, you take it well." Xiao Biao, who sold the buns, took over the copper coins. Ma Li took out two meat buns and handed them to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue took the buns and put them in the hands of A-Fence: "Give it to you, eat slowly."
"Thank you, my sister." A black-eyed eyelids shimmered, holding a meat buns, and the mouth was so oily.
Murong Xue’s mouth bent and whispered:
A fence, what is your surname?

"Surname is Shen." A fence said sullenly.
Murong Xue nodded and understood: "You live in Shen General?"
A fence ate a buns, ambiguous.
Murong Xue looked cold and knew that Afghan lived in Shen’s General, and things would be much easier. She could inquire about the location of Shen’s general, send the fence to the past, and quietly leave after he entered the house, so that Can let Aihui return home safely, she does not have to expose...
Suddenly dark in front of me, a tall figure came over and covered the light of her and Ai.
Murong Xue looked up in disbelief and saw a young man standing in front of them. He was wearing a light blue robes, gentle and polite, and the pale golden sun shone on him, and he was surrounded by a layer of warmth. The warm glow, the more beautiful he is, the more immortal who does not eat the fireworks.
The man looked at Ai and Murong Xue for a moment, and there were hidden shadows in the dark eyes.
Murong Xue stunned and frowned: "The son, is there something?" The man's gaze, she did not like it.
"Your eyes are so beautiful, dig them down and give them to the king." The young man smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the person who uttered it blew his back.
Murong Xue's bright face suddenly sank, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, fierce shot to the young man: "What did you say?"
"Do you do it yourself, or let the king's people help?" The young man smiled slightly, like the son of Zhilan Yushu, but what he said was terrifying.
The shopkeepers on both sides of the street, Xiao Er, the people were shocked by the words of the men and raised their heads. The men were beautiful, the smiles of the faces came into view. They seemed to think of something astonished. The pupils shrank sharply and quickly. Work hard to reduce your sense of existence...
Ai is also shocked by the words of this man. He holds the meat buns that have not yet been eaten. He looks at the man and forgets how to react...
Murong Xue looked gloomy and looked at the man coldly. "Sorry, our eyes don't give people. Even if your guards start, we don't send them."
"Is it?" The man smiled slightly, but the smile revealed the cold and ruthlessness that could not be said.
‘Brushing brush! The six black men wearing black clothes and wearing black scarves jumped out from behind the man and smacked the sword to Murong Xue.
Dig her eyes, not self-reliant!
Murong Xue’s eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand greeted the people in black. The fierce fighting sound was deafening...
Near the shopkeeper, Xiao Er, the people hid at the fastest speed, hidden in the inconspicuous place, quietly looking to the battlefield...
(End of this chapter)