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    Yu Qingjia didn¡¯t recognize where this place was for a long time. Looking ahead was a lush forest, and looking back was an endless loess road. Standing where he was, Yu Qingjia felt for the first time as if he was floating in the air.  The world is so big, where is she going?

    Unlike Yu Qingjia who was covered in grass clippings, Murong Yan was spotless and looked as leisurely and dignified as a nobleman who came for an outing.  He looked around, then pulled out a dagger from nowhere, cut the tangled weeds in front of him, and strode towards one direction.

    Yu Qingjia looked at Murong Yan's movements. Although she didn't know why, she still followed Murong Yan's pace very naturally.  There were only two of them here, and after what had happened just now, Yu Qingjia unknowingly relied on the vixen who looked very thoughtful.  Murong Yan walked very fast, while Yu Qingjia wore layered skirts and neglected to exercise on weekdays, so she stumbled while walking in such a wild forest.  She carried her skirt and struggled to cross a rotten tree trunk. As soon as she stood firm, she realized that Murong Yan had already gone a long way.

    Yu Qingjia was instinctively afraid of the surrounding environment. She ignored her old grudges with Murong Yan and stumbled after Murong Yan with her skirt in hand: "Fox, wait for me."

    When Murong Yan heard this title, his eyes narrowed.  However, the situation was unclear at this time, and Murong Yan had no time to pay attention to Yu Qingjia, so he left the account to her for the time being.  Murong Yan held the dagger and quickly and lightly parted the grass in front of him. Yu Qingjia staggered after him and followed him step by step: "Fox, where are we going? Why can't we take the good road instead of the forest?"  What about time travel?"

    Murong Yan glanced back at her and said in a surprised tone: "You don't know?"

    Yu Qingjia was frightened by Murong Yan's look. She shook her head slightly and murmured inaudibly: "You didn't say"

    Murong Yan didn't know what to say for a moment. He cut off the tangled grass with a backhand, and smiled softly, as if he was mocking: "You don't even know, so you dare to follow me down here?"

    "Because you are in front." Yu Qingjia was also confused by his tone, as if she should know something.  Yu Qingjia said to himself: "How can I know if you don't tell me?"

    Murong Yan snorted lightly, ignored her, and continued walking.  Yu Qingjia endured it for a moment, still instinctively afraid of such a primitive environment. She secretly grabbed the corner of Murong Yan's clothes. When Murong Yan turned around, she immediately tilted her head and pretended to look at the grass next to her. However, she didn't have the strength in her hands to do anything.  loose.  Murong Yan still held the dagger in her hand, so she couldn't forcefully pull out the hem of her clothes, so she could only bear with her for the time being.

    Seeing that Murong Yan had no objection, Yu Qingjia jumped for joy, and then she spurned herself, you should be at odds with the vixen, what does this mean now?  However, Yu Qingjia really didn't have the courage to let go. She was afraid that as soon as she let go, the vixen would walk away on her own, leaving her alone.

    This vicious vixen is capable of such a thing.

    Therefore, Yu Qingjia unilaterally stopped the cold war between her and the vixen. For the current plan, she will follow the vixen out first.

    Yu Qingjia walked for a while, but still couldn't bear the infiltrating silence around her. However, there was only one living person in front of her. Yu Qingjia could only try to talk to the vixen again: "You haven't said why we have to walk into the forest."

    Murong Yan really couldn't bear it. He had seen stupid people, but it was rare for someone so stupid to be as confident as Yu Qingjia.  Murong Yan asked back: "Do you have any money?"

    Yu Qingjia subconsciously replied: "I do, in Bai Zhi" After she finished speaking, she realized something, and her voice gradually became lower.

    Bai Zhi got out of the car to change the water. There were only two people in the carriage, Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan.  As our young lady, Yu Qingjia would of course not carry any cash with her.

    Yu Qingjia thought for a while and then suddenly realized: "You have to go find the carriage. There is our soft luggage on the carriage!"

    Murong Yan glanced at her expressionlessly, not even bothering to say anything.  When Yu Qingjia knew what Murong Yan wanted to do, she immediately felt at ease.  Yu Qingjia secretly cursed, this man is really yin and yang, if he had said no earlier, it would have been fine, causing her to be worried all the way.

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s sleeves were wide. When he was walking by an old tree, his foot slipped and he was about to fall to the ground.  Murong Yan quickly grabbed her arm and lifted her up: "You can fall down while walking on flat ground, what else can you do?"

    Murong Yan¡¯s hand was so strong that Yu Qingjia felt a strong force coming from his arm, and then his whole body was lifted up.  She managed to stand up straight, but she still felt aggrieved by being rejected: "How did I know that I would end up in this situation? Undershirts are not meant to be worn into the forest."

    Yu Qingjia Chao and Murong Yan¡¯s slender arms and narrow waistThe sound of flesh.  Yu Qingjia's knees weakened and she couldn't stand any longer and fell directly to the ground.

    She held her body up with trembling hands and tried to look back.  She at least wants to know who won.

    The sky has gradually darkened, and the airtight forest has become increasingly isolated from day, night and time.  The smell of fallen leaves and decay lingered in the forest, and darkness slowly spread from the tree trunks like a tide.  In this semi-darkness, Yu Qingjia saw a figure standing sideways towards her. The figure had narrow sleeves and tied his waist. From the side, he looked as handsome as a bamboo, but his movements could not be called handsome.  He looked down at his hands, which were slender and white, as beautiful as works of art. However, when he ambushed the assassin just now, this hand was inevitably spattered with blood.  Warm blood was still flowing in the palm of his hand. Murong Yan looked at his fingers and couldn't help but slowly clenched and unclenched them. Gradually, his whole hands were covered with bright red blood.

    He was looking fascinated when a soft voice suddenly came from his ear. Perhaps it was because the owner was nervous, but the last note was still trembling slightly: "Vixen."

    Yu Qingjia stood ten feet away, looking at him nervously.  Murong Yan watched Yu Qingjia slowly approach, and finally tentatively held his wrist, causing her fingertips to quickly turn bright red.

    Yu Qingjia stared at him with wide eyes, looked at him moistly, and gently pulled his wrist: "It's getting late, let's go."

    The way the vixen remained silent and stared at the blood really frightened her.

    The blood gradually became colder, but her palms were still warm.  The palm of her hand just happened to cover Murong Yan's pulse. As the pulse beat, Yu Qingjia's warmth spread throughout his body.

    Murong Yan's pupils glowed with a faint blue color. He looked at Yu Qingjia for a while and nodded slowly: "Okay." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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