Yan Mei looked at the eight young men happily surrounding the "Alliance Messenger", laughing and talking, with a smile on their face, and walked calmly into the depths of the Populus euphratica forest.
At this moment, Yumei seemed calm and calm on the outside, but she was in a state of turmoil inside. She was walking aimlessly, and the news brought to her by the "Alliance Messenger" was like a heavy mountain pressing on her, weighing her down.
Out of breath.
"Should we continue to move forward into the Kunlun Ruins, or should we retreat completely to the grasslands of the Western Regions?" These two voices kept arguing in Yu Mei's mind, calculating the gains and losses. Each side came up with their own reasons in an attempt to convince the other.
One side.
Faced with the complicated situation of various intertwined relationships, Zi Mei, who has lived well since she was a child and has acted as she pleases, feels that she is so powerless. How she wishes to have an intimate person around her who can talk to her heart.
But for her, that was such an unattainable extravagant hope. From the moment she put down her identity as the "Flower Fairy in the Spirit World", she shouldered that heavy burden alone, guarding that secret with no one to tell her.
There is no one to share with, all the ups and downs, love, hatred and resentment that loneliness bears.
All of this seemed to be crushing her step by step.
She suddenly wanted to cry. She wanted to find a quiet corner, away from all eyes, and cry with complete abandon...dry her tears and make herself strong.
Who knew that beneath her indestructible and indomitable mask, there was actually a soft and fragile heart of a daughter, so lonely and helpless.
Yu Mei was immersed in the sadness that she could not extricate herself from. Unknowingly, she walked a long distance away from the campsite. The surrounding environment was very quiet, and occasionally she could hear the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.
She was struggling in her heart, trying hard to sort out her emotions. Suddenly, a soft rustling sound came from behind, "This is the sound of a martial arts practitioner raising his feet and stepping down lightly."
Yu Mei was suddenly startled. She stopped and turned around suddenly. She looked up and saw "Master Qingxu Fa" standing sideways beside a poplar tree not far from her, with two eyes staring at the ground.
Hold her.
"Master Qingxu Dharma" saw that Yu Mei was looking back at him without saying a word, so he hurriedly walked forward with a few quick steps, cupped his fists and saluted, "I don't mean to alarm you, please be considerate of me, Great Protector!"
"Have you been following me for a long time?"
Yao Mei calmed down and asked calmly.
"Master Qingxu Dharma" nodded silently, "This is because I am worried about the safety of the Great Protector, so I followed carefully all the way."
"It's hard for the leader to care so much about me and worry about me. Yu Mei is very ashamed."
Yao Mei took a slight step forward, and at the same time gestured to "Master Qingxu Dharma" to walk with her towards the campsite.
"In my humble position, I occasionally see the Great Protector's gait being heavy and slow. I must have some unsolvable worries in my heart. Can I talk to my subordinates, or maybe I can find a good medicine to relieve my worries."
"Master Qingxu Fa" turned his face sideways, looked at Yu Mei and asked with concern.
Yu Mei shook her long hair without making a sound, and her pace obviously sped up a lot.
"Master Qingxu Dharma" saw that Yu Mei was speechless, and his steps suddenly quickened. It was obvious that there was a fierce struggle going on in her heart.
"Master Qingxu" followed a few steps to catch up with Yu Mei, and walked shoulder to shoulder with her. He continued softly: "I'm just guessing whether it has something to do with 'Lao Dao' pretending to be an alliance messenger, and Butler Su Hanting is on her way to see him.
On the way, you are worried about this."
"My Lord Bishop, I think you should know the principle of 'everyone has his own place and performs his duties'. You think too much!"
Yu Mei suddenly stopped, sneered at him, and then strode forward alone.
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Yumei returned to the campsite quietly without attracting people's attention. People were enjoying the short leisure time during the tiring journey, and the peaceful atmosphere in the campsite was full.
But her mount, the war horse, snorted happily, raised its head, raised its front hooves, neighed, and ran around in a circle around Yu Mei.
Yu Mei walked around the camp casually. She couldn't sit down at all. Only by walking continuously could she feel relaxed and calm. The words "go" and "return" were all in her mind, and she was weighing it over and over in her heart.
There were more than a dozen shirtless warriors lying under the low Shaguai jujube trees by the sand lake, enjoying the comfort of sunbathing... Several warriors playing in the lake chased and played with each other, stirring up excitement.
There were bursts of water spray.
The sand lake is like the cradle of life in the yellow desert, full of vitality, with layers of scaly waves rising in the wind, rippling water, lush vegetation, and a comfortable temperature. It is like two worlds from the monotonous yellow desert in the distance.
"Great... protector!"
A young man looked in the direction of Populus euphratica forest and said in surprise.
"Bang!" There was a sound, and the team doctor "Ghost Hand Hui Chun" who was standing next to him raised his hand and hit the young man on the chest, "I think you miss a woman!"
"Yes, it's true, you... look!" The young man pointed in the direction and stuttered in anxiety.
Everyone turned their heads and looked through the gaps in the sparse leaves. They saw Yu Mei walking lightly from the Populus euphratica forest towards the sand lake.
"Is the Great Protector here to swim?"
As soon as everyone heard it, they knew that the tone of the speaker was full of expectation and hormones.
"This is going to be a great show, the Great Protector is a beauty!"
Someone made a teasing remark, causing everyone to wink at each other, laugh and get up, quietly slip into the lake, and look out with their eyes exposed.
Yan Mei was walking towards the shore of Shahu Lake, when she suddenly stopped, glanced at the shore, turned around and headed back towards the Populus euphratica forest.
Her original intention was to sit on the shore of the sand lake, relax her thoughts, and quietly think about her next step. But she vaguely saw someone swimming and splashing in the sand lake, so she gave up the idea.
In the Populus euphratica forest, Yu Mei met a young messenger from the "Borneo Kingdom" collecting ephedra. Her personal bodyguard, the "cold-blooded warrior", followed closely behind the young messenger.
When the young messenger saw Yu Mei approaching, he hurriedly stood up, bowed slightly and said loudly: "The 'Guide' Archmage's personal 'Honorary Guard' wishes the Great Protector good luck!"
"I wish you good luck! You don't have to be so restrained in the future!"
Yu Mei waved her hands and replied with a smile. In his stubborn and unyielding character, Yu Mei could always see the shadow of Chu Qi.
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Along the way, Yu Mei has given up on hesitation and hesitation, no longer tangled up in trivial details. She already has clear ideas and purposes for her next move - pretending to be deaf and continuing to the Kunlun Ruins, so that "
"Lao Dao" continued his performance, deliberately creating conflicts between him and the guards in plain white clothes, seizing the opportunity to explore the reality of the Kongxuan Sect.
The whereabouts of the alliance messenger left Yu Mei puzzled for a moment. Should he send someone to take her back to the Xuanyunfeng Snow Mountain in the grasslands of the Western Regions? Or let her disguise herself and go with the team.
Just when Yu Mei was hesitant about what to do and was about to ask the alliance messenger for her thoughts, suddenly, several shrill and tragic sounds were heard from the direction of Shahu.
"Water...water ghost, there is a ghost in the lake...!" The frightening cry spread throughout half of the Populus euphratica forest.