In the extreme night world, after two days of wind and snow, the sky is still not clear, and the clouds are dense.

The Central Plains is already summer. The northern part of Mobei is still cold as winter.

The season when the water grass is abundant, now there is a desolate, terrible night cold winter, and the beginning is now.

The most troublesome thing is that the extreme night world is still spreading south, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

On the continuous cloudy days, the tent was very dull, Li Ziye couldn't lie down, and he came out with a wheelchair to breathe. It was like a dumplings from head to toe.

Around, many Confucian disciples inspected back and forth, and they were very alert.

These days, the guards of the Rumen camp have always been very strict.

The main reason is that Li Moumou is now the goal that the demon wants to get rid of. If you don't pay attention, you may get it.

Anyway, one word, burden.

However, Li Ziye did not have the self -awareness and awareness of the dragging oil bottle.

If the disciples of Confucian disciples are relatively simple, Li Moumou should have been beaten.

"Brother Li's mentality is so good."

In the rear account, Wen Xiuru cleaned up the bed while saying, "It seems that there is nothing in the world that can make him bother for more than two days."

"Just make fun."

Bai Wangyu calmly said, "He doesn't want to affect others because of his negative emotions."

"Brother, what do you think of the girl Zhu Zhu now?"

Wen Xiuru asked.

"I don't know either."

Bai Wangyu shook his head, "According to the inference of Chen Jiaojiao, it should be the specialty or practice of the girl Zhu Zhu. Earlier, the emotional fluctuation of the emotional emotional fluctuations in Li Zhu was likely to cause some changes at that time.

"

"I am worried about what Chen Jiao is said. Girl Zhu Zhu wakes up and will become another person."

There was a touch of worries in Wen Xiuru's eyes, "the tragedy of the Lord of Qingqing County and the Buddha, I don't want to happen to Brother Li."

"No, Brother Li is not a Sanzang."

Bai Wangyu calmly said, "Any worldly rules and etiquette can't restrain him, this is also the biggest difference between Brother Li and us."

"Chang Yu!"

During the two people talking, outside the account, Li Ziye's voice sounded.

"The dried fruit you take for me!"

"..."

In the tent, the two heard the shout outside, looked at each other, and smiled helplessly.

Perhaps they are worried too much.

"By the way, His Royal Highness? I didn't see him today."

Suddenly, Wen Xiuru seemed to think of something and asked.

"Go to the Buddhist camp to visit Sanzang."

Bai Wangyu replied, "I was caught by Brother Li, and was forced to value today.

Wen Xiuru heard his words and smiled bitterly, "Brother Li really dares to instruct."

"His Royal Highness appreciates this guy."

Bai Wangyu smiled, said, "Otherwise, how can you ignore these things with a indifferent temperament."

"I didn't see it, Brother Li is quite popular."

Wen Xiuru's look of a strange look, "Our younger brothers are bullied by him every day, but still have nothing to do with this guy."

At this time, outside the account.

While Li Ziye ate the dried fruits handed by Chang Yu, he asked a little curiously. "Chang Yu, the dried dried fruits you are looking for is pretty delicious."

"hey-hey."

Chang Yu was embarrassed.

Seeing this, Li Ziye showed a suspicious color on his face, and glanced at the dried fruit in his hand.

Thinking of this, Li Ziye's face changed, and he seemed to guess something. He was angry, and immediately reached out to touch the saber under the wheelchair.

His uncle, he wants to cut this thief!

Chang Yu had long been prepared, and immediately ran away with the fruit plate, and laughed arrogantly, "Li Jiaojian guesses good, this is the big medicine brought by the big medicine sent by the Li family yesterday.

! ""

"I rely on."

Li Ziye was furious, and said, "I said why there is only a big medicine this time, there is no other thing, it turned out that these guys gave points!"

All around, the Confucian disciples who were still watching the theater heard Chang Yu's big horn that shook things out so quickly.

"Chang Yu, I cut you to you!"

Outside of the account, Li Ziye turned a wheelchair alone, chasing Chang Yu with a cracking sword with a cracking sword.

"His Royal Highness, help me seize Chang Yu's kid."

After chasing for a long time, Li Ziye saw the four princes return and shouted loudly.

In front of the camp, Mu Bai walked, and he didn't care about a certain idiot.

Suddenly, Mu Bai moved forward, his eyes looked south, his eyes narrowed.

Is this breath?

At the same time, before the North World, the strong members of all parties felt that they all walked out of the camp.

But seeing everyone's vision, the four young figures walked, and the breath of each person was very powerful and shocking.

Four people, regardless of their clothes or temperament, are not like people in the Central Plains, nor do they look like Mobei. The blue -red robe, the pattern with Suzaku totem, is lifelike, so conspicuous.

"Nanling Ba Zongmen, the people of Suzaku!"

The strong men of all parties saw the totem on the people, and their expression was a condensed.

The Suzaku Sect, ranked one of the four sects on the eight gate of Nanling, has a superior status.

However, the people of the eight gate have always left Nanling rarely. Today, why does it appear in Mobei today?

In the dignified eyes, the four young strong men of Suzaku walked to the Confucian camp.

"I have seen Tianxi, I have seen Fa Confucianism!"

The first four, a young man with a handsome face respects the ritual.

"Suzaku Shengzi, Fu Tianxi?"

When Fa Ru heard the name of the person, he was slightly shocked, and the Son of Suzaku was here.

"Exactly."

Fu Tianxi's expression calmly, "I wait for this, it is the order of the prince, picking up the sage back."

"Zhu Zhu's body is in some situation, and now he is getting wounds."

Fa Confucianism.

"This matter, the prince already knows."

Fu Tianxi said, "This is the reason, the Lord sent me to wait for the maiden."

French Confucian heard the words, silent, and after a moment, nodded, "Okay, come with me."

After speaking, Fa Ru turned and walked towards the camp not far away.

Four people of Fu Tianxi immediately followed up.

In the camp, Chen Qianer, who had been taking care of Zhu Zhu, knew the intention of Suzaku Shengzi and others, and frowned lightly. "Zhu Zhu's current situation is not suitable for long journey.

"No."

After Fu Tianxi stepped forward, after exploring Zhu Zhu's pulse, he calmly said, "The order of the prince, let us take the maiden back as soon as possible, so I won't bother."

Fa Confucian and Chen Qianer had heard of each other and sighed in their hearts. After all, there was no reason to stop it.

"I'm going to prepare a carriage."

Chen Qianer got up and walked towards the outside.

Fa Ru knew Chen Qiaoer's thoughts and did not stop him.

Outside the tent, Chen Qiaoer walked quickly. After taking a few steps, she stopped.

Ahead, Bai Wangyu pushed the young man in the wheelchair.
To be continued...