Looking at these ghost soldiers, Mu Run secretly thought: It's better to die, I'll be free.
Shaking off the black blood on the dagger, Mu Run quietly walked to the window of the hut, opened the straw curtain, and took a look inside.
A man in a white brocade robe sat on a chair. The bean lantern cast a soft halo on his delicate facial features, which further highlighted the abnormal paleness of his face.
The phoenix eyes are as lazy as the abyss, covered with a layer of mysterious black mist. Part of the soft black hair is combed to the crown, and most of it is scattered at the side, leaking on the brocade robe. The light color of the thin lips is like withered lotus petals.
, anger decays.
"Since you're here, come in." The lazy voice was harmless to humans and animals. At first glance, it sounded like a handsome, decadent, drunken and dreamy nobleman.
But at this time, in this place and in this scene, there can be no good people. They are just tricksters with good skin.
"Aren't you coming in?" the man asked again.
He must have discovered her... Mu Run gritted his teeth and was about to reply when a figure opened the curtain of the hut and walked in.
Tall and strong, with a slender figure, stunning and enchanting eyes, and a cool figure dressed in black, he is Fu Yunchen.
He walked to the window and saw Mu Run squatting outside the window.
Mu Run: "..."
Fu Yunchen: "..."
I closed the window naturally.
Whether she goes or not.
As a Dark Crow, she should stay here and see what they are plotting.
If she were Fu Yunchen's person, she should leave and continue to clean up the ghost soldiers, so that the Northern Jin army at the foot of the mountain could more smoothly wipe out Yunlong Mountain.
Mu Run chose the latter.
Some secrets are best not known, because once you know them, you will think about them day and night without stopping.
She merged into the darkness silently and continued to search for the ghost soldiers.
Of course Fu Yunchen heard Mu Run's retreating footsteps.
Even the man in white heard it and said to Fu Yunchen: "She has the aura of Huang Chengsi on her body, why don't you kill her?"
"It's none of your business." Fu Yunchen took off a red thread from his neck, with half a piece of jade on it, and threw it to him, "The egg of the Black Witch King is in the imperial mausoleum of the Kingdom of Wu. As for which emperor's coffin it is in
Here, you can find it yourself."
"Don't stop me?" The man was surprised.
"Why should I stop you?" Fu Yunchen suddenly smiled, his smile cruel and cold, like a bloodthirsty demon king, terrifying and handsome like a fallen god.
"Brother, you look so attractive."
Fu Yunchen immediately calmed down all his expressions, "Let's leave before I regret it."
"Brother, you are mine." The man put away half of the jade, and his figure gradually faded until he disappeared.
Fu Yunchen frowned, then waved his sleeves, and the bean lantern suddenly emitted a green flame more than ten feet high, and the entire thatched hut was ignited!
Fu Yunchen left the hut and chased in the direction of Mu Run.
The Northern Jin army held torches, formed a military formation, and began to sweep Yunlong Mountain.
Mu Run had already run to the top of Yunlong Mountain, looking at Yunlong Mountain that looked like a coiling dragon, and put away the dagger in his hand.
Fu Yunchen appeared behind her, "You run really fast."
"You are not slow. There are fifty-three ghost soldiers in total, five hundred and thirty taels, thank you for taking care of me." Mu Run stretched out his slender hand, as if he was hiring a servant to do the work, and the bill will be settled after the work is completed without any default.
Fu Yunchen grabbed her little hand and pulled her into his arms.
Mu Run struggled for a moment, but he used his internal strength to restrain her and couldn't break free. "Let go, or I'll give you more money."