The evening breeze blows through the woods, and the remaining dead branches are still swaying slowly. A full moon hangs high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines on the ground, making people feel comfortable.
On a large tree with curved branches, Yun Hao lay on the branches of the tree, crossed his hands behind his head, closed his eyes gently, and breathed evenly.
A black shadow flashed away in the distance, and in a few flashes, it appeared in front of Yun Hao.
A smile appeared on Yun Hao's mouth, and he slowly opened his eyes. Qiao'er's stunning face reflected into his eyelids, "How is it? Galba has finished processing?"
Qiao'er smiled slightly, sat next to Yun Hao, raised her delicate chin slightly, and looked at the hanging moon, sighed, "Yun, you guessed it well, Galba can't get off
But I think this is the right thing. If you say, you will get rid of the roots in order to cut off future troubles, then it will probably not be Galba."
Yun Hao raised his palm gently, stroked Qiao'er's black hair that was hanging down to his waist, and sighed: "People are different from others. He has his choice, but since he has made a choice,
Then in the future, he must also be responsible for the choices he makes today."
The two people on the branch were silent again. Qiaoer checked her hair that was blown by the night wind, and suddenly said slowly: "Yun, there is no news about that Haoran's righteousness. What should we do next..."
Yun Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his body very comfortably, and smiled: "There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. When it comes time, it will naturally know what to do. Now it's a waste of time."
He twisted around and his snow-white little hand rubbed Yun Hao's cheek, feeling a little sad: "But I'm afraid I can't find Haoran's righteousness, so you will leave me forever."
Yun Hao pinched Qiao Xue's white nose and joked: "Don't worry, even if I don't have any integrity, I will live well."
After looking at the endless darkness in the distance, Yun Hao felt an inexplicable fear surged in his heart, "Oh, it's not a solution to always hide like this. These people in the mountains need to have a stable living environment. If this continues,
I'm afraid this scene will happen sooner or later, and we're afraid there's nothing we can do about it at that time."
"Why find a place far away from the Hurricane Family, wouldn't it be fine?" Qiao'er held Yun Hao's arm and lay flat on the trunk.
"Hehe, it would be great if this is true. The Hurricane Family is not a grand family. Once they anger, they want to kill each other. What's more, the entire Luoyue Empire has its minions and forces everywhere. Can it hide?
Where are you hiding?" Yun Hao shook his head and said helplessly.
"Then can we really have to break up with the Hurricane Family?" Qiao'er couldn't help but exert a little force.
Yun Hao smiled indifferently and said, "Not only will it be done, but the battle will be ended as soon as possible. It seems that the other party has not completely given up on the pursuit of us. I think after a while, as long as Zhou Yuanmin and his men recover.
Come here, they will launch a large-scale round-up of us again. If we passively face the enemy, many innocent villagers in the village will probably suffer."
"How is your body?" Qiao'er turned her head slightly and asked in Yun Hao's eyes.
Looking at Qiao'er's bright eyes, a warm feeling flowed through Yun Hao's heart. He shook his head helplessly and smiled: "The damage to the meridians is very serious, although my ** has a great repair effect on the damage to the meridians.
But if you want to repair it completely, it is impossible without ten days and half a month, but the other party obviously won't give us such a long time..."
There was a coincidence of silence, and the jade hand was gently raised, and a dagger appeared and faintly under the full moon. "If they dare to touch you, I will kill them!"
Yun Hao held Qiao'er's hand tightly, his eyes closed slightly, but a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...
The next morning, a curling smoke rose from the forest. On the treetops, Yun Hao's figure suddenly sat up. He looked at the smoke for a while, and then smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid that fighting will be necessary again.
It was ahead of schedule.”
Qiao sat up sleepily, rubbed her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yun Hao pointed to the smoke from cooking, "The smoke is so obvious. If there are spies from the Hurricane family nearby in such a forest, such news will definitely be heard by the other party."
He jumped off the big tree quickly, and the two of them flashed. In a few moments, they arrived at the gathering place. On the gathering place, Galba stood there with a bitter face and explained something to the two old men.
"What's wrong with Brother Galba?" Yun Hao walked over and asked.
When Galba saw Yun Hao coming, he pointed to the cooking stone stove and said, "Cooking fire in such an environment will definitely be discovered by the other party. I originally wanted everyone to extinguish the flames, but..."
Opposite Galba, the two old men were serious and interrupted him and received a message: "Galba, we people in the mountains follow cooked food. This rule has been followed for hundreds of years. No matter what kind of changes you have experienced in the middle, it will be
Never changed, and this time is no exception. Don't say it again." After saying that, the two of them shook their sleeves and snorted and left.
Yun Hao smiled and touched his head. For these old stubborn people who could not be beaten, he could only shrugged at Galba and said, "Brother Galba, it seems that we have to repair our bodies as soon as possible. This battle should be
It is inevitable."
Galba nodded heavily, and suddenly said in front of him: "Since everyone is unwilling to give up making fire, it is useless to hide anywhere. Why not stay here all the time."
Yun Hao was stunned and asked puzzledly: "Since I've been staying here? What should I do if so many villagers without cultivation?"
Galba also grabbed her hair in annoyance and said helplessly: "These old women are unwilling to separate from their relatives. Although the truth about my father last time was revealed, it was Na Hai who framed her father, but in the village.
Everyone has no longer obeyed me like that, so even if the enemy comes, we can only do this."
Yun Hao snorted coldly, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Brother Galba, I don't know if there are any masters in the village who make traps. If you can, I think we will set up some traps nearby and organize the other party to take some steps.
Let everyone prepare more when the battle occurs.”
Hearing Yun Hao's words, Galba slapped his head and said happily: "You can't say anything, there are really a few good players in the village who make traps, but it is probably a bit difficult to stop high-level cultivators."
Yun Hao chuckled and said, "There is no need. You just need to stop the opponent's middle and low-level cultivators. As for those high-level opponents, we have to fight in person."
"But the chances of winning this time are as small as that. Last time we still have a try. Brother Yunhao, you were seriously injured this time. We are just afraid..." Galba said melancholy.
Yun Hao patted his shoulder lightly and comforted him: "It's okay, I promise you that they will not have any good results this time!"
After receiving Yun Hao's verbal promise, Galba felt an inexplicable sense of peace. He grinned and was about to say something, but there was a cry coming from a distance, as if something was wrong.
He looked at Yun Hao with a little apology, and Galba smiled and said, "Brother Yun Hao, I'll go there first. You can go around yourself. As for the trap, I will arrange it soon."
Yun Hao put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded, and then walked slowly around.
In the dense forest, the suggested wooden tent has been built. Occasionally, you can hear the cry of babies and the laughter of women. After passing around a tent, Yun Hao suddenly heard a burst of laughter and he headed towards the distance.
Looking at the pile of firewood, I couldn't help but laugh.
Qiaoer, this girl, was actually having fun with the children. She shook her head slightly. Yun Hao thought to himself that his thoughts and his body were also extremely inconsistent. Qiaoer is only sixteen or seventeen years old now.
My own era was just a child.
The round tree trunks piled up, Qiao'er sat on it, telling her experiences to the group of children sitting next to her in a colorful way. Seeing the expectant eyes of the children around her, she also felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before.