Chapter 73 Daily question, are you rebelling? (20)

Smiling like a retarded gadget.

Yan Chumiao commented in his heart.

She threw something over casually.

Murong subconsciously reached out and caught it. It was a beautiful white porcelain jade bottle.

"What is this?" he asked, opening the bottle directly, then bringing it to his nose and smelling it.

There was absolutely no sense of defensiveness at all.

"It's for healing." She didn't need a disabled patient to drag her down.

Murong was stunned, and then he placed the mouth of the bottle on his heart like a treasure.

His long and narrow eyes were narrowed to only a slit.

"Little princess, you are caring about me, right?"

As he spoke, another person began to mutter to himself.

"No, this medicine must be provided, how can it be used casually..."

Yan Chumiao: "..."

Retarded stuff.

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The confidant finally broke through all the obstacles, and with the smell of powder all over his body, he slammed open the door of the room.

At a glance, he saw the master who was half lying on the chair and smiling so blindly.

Okay, okay, so stupid!

I simply couldn’t see it!

The subordinate commented on this sentence in his heart, and then immediately reacted.

His mind immediately thought of his former master, and a slight chill arose behind his back.

Turning his eyes, he saw several chairs swaying on the ground and the intact second princess sitting not far away.

He made a bit of noise, and Murong and Yan Chumiao also looked over.

He looked at the three or four red marks on his family members' faces and their clothes that were torn and crooked.

Murong, Murong said he didn’t want to know this person. Who is this? Just tell me!

At this time, the subordinate spoke very forcefully.

"Master, my subordinates just heard the sound of fighting in the room. The man escaped. Do you need your subordinates to chase him immediately?"

Murong glanced at Yan Chumiao who was indifferent.

"No, no, no, you go and do your own thing."

After thinking for a while, he added another sentence.

"There are no instructions these days, so don't follow me."

The world between him and the little princess cannot be destroyed just like that.

The subordinate nodded immediately and went out.

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That night, Murong followed Yan Chumiao to the inn where Yan Chumiao lived.

Yan Chumiao set out at noon the next day.

The destination is a deep mountain near the town.

According to people in the town, this mountain is very evil.

Anyone who goes up a mountain is bound to encounter an accident.

It wasn't serious at the beginning. At most, it was just a little bit injured, but it didn't lead to any disability or death.

However, in recent years, almost half of the people who went up the mountain died there.

The remaining half who came back alive were also disabled.

Those who came back alive were asked what they had experienced on the mountain.

They all said with bad expressions that the mountain road was not suitable for people to walk up it at all.

Various accidents happened while walking.

Over time, the number of people going here has greatly reduced.

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Murong felt that they should find a path explorer, which might be more convenient.

But Yan Chumiao refused.

She walked directly to the front.

Because Murong didn't know the road at all and because the road was narrow, he could only walk behind her.

Along the way, he looked around, alert to everything around him.

Deep mountains and old forests like this are the most likely to have wild beasts, poisons and the like.

Compared with his vigilance, Yan Chumiao in front seemed very casual, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

As I walked, the road became slightly wider under my feet, but it could still only accommodate one person passing by at a time.

Just when Murong was still vigilant, Yan Chumiao suddenly stopped.

Murong was about to ask what happened.

But she saw her fingers moving slightly, holding a tender green leaf between her two fingers. The next second, the green leaf broke away from her fingers and went to a certain place.

There was only a slight clang sound, like the sound of something breaking.

He looked over and saw only a small section of almost transparent thread.

This is the mechanism here...

This idea immediately came to mind.

This is obviously man-made.

But is this kind of mechanism used for hunting or to prevent people from entering?

He didn't ask, and followed Yan Chumiao, and this happened several times.

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As they went deeper, the surrounding trees became more and more lush.

When I looked up, I couldn't see any sky anymore, only the crossed branches.

But the road is finally spacious, and it can accommodate three or four people without any problem.

Murong just walked to the position beside her.

He had many questions in his mind that he wanted to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing her at this time, so he chose to keep silent.

"Don't move." Yan Chumiao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He froze almost subconsciously, not daring to move his body.

Then I watched the little girl get closer and closer, closer and closer, closer and closer!

The very light fragrance enveloped him bit by bit, and he only had to move his eyes a little to see the little girl's fair and delicate side face, as well as her soft pink lips...

He also held his breath tightly.

Yan Chumiao held an object with both hands, squeezed it to death with a little force, and then threw it away.

She took a few steps back.

It was indeed seen that this man's entire face was flushed, even his neck was covered in pink color, and the tips of his ears were as red as drops of blood.

He looked at her directly, looking very dumbfounded.

"You're blushing," she said.

Murong reacted immediately.

He subconsciously covered his hot face.

Damn it! It’s so hot!

"The neck and ears are also red." Yan Chumiao folded her hands and looked at it calmly.

"It's just that this forest is too boring. It's boring. It's boring."

He covered his face tightly and walked forward, not daring to look back at the little girl at this moment.
To be continued...