Chapter 250

Gulp——

There was a little girl with her hair made of straw ropes next to her. She was drooling at the sweet mooncakes, but she only dared to suck her fingers.

"You can't stare at the warrior master."

The little girl's mother was skinny, like a straw sticking in the field.

She looked at Ying Bing with a timid and fearful look, just like other villagers.

This was also the reason why the villagers didn't dare to get close.

A fairy-like girl like this, who could walk alone in southern Xinjiang, must be either a powerful warrior, or a divine servant serving the witch spirit, or simply a very powerful beast monster in human form.

Ying Bing was very familiar with this look.

Wherever she landed, all living beings respected her as a fairy or even more.

It was something that was considered commonplace in the past.

But why am I not used to it now?

"You can try one."

Ying Bing summoned some clouds and gently held the mooncake to the little girl's arms.

"Thank you, fairy sister!"

The little girl was very happy, but the people around her, especially the girl's mother, suddenly changed their expressions.

She knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"My Lord, she is still young, please let her go."

"Please."

She broke her head on the first blow, and it was difficult to distinguish the blood, sweat and tears mixed with the mud.

"I have no ill intentions."

A ray of moonlight fell in the daytime, covering the woman.

If it weren't for the use of the soul, this misunderstanding would probably never be solved.

The little girl licked a mooncake and said sweetly with a happy face. Only then did the woman believe that this cold girl had no ill intentions.

However, except for the little girl, no one dared to approach her.

"Sister, this is the map you want."

"Thank you."

Ying Bing took the map and saw the little girl bite off a piece of the Q version of Xiao Li, and was slightly stunned.

After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at this rough hunter map.

"Sister Tianxian, who are you missing?"

The little girl named Fu Yingzi put away the mooncakes and asked curiously.

"I'm looking at the map."

Ying Bing smoothed the map, her clear eyes paused, and she shook her head gently.

"But mother misses father, that's the expression."

Fu Yingzi tilted her head and pointed to the mountain road not far away:

"Sister, what mountain is this?"

The little girl's eyes were pure and innocent, but it made people speechless.

"That is..."

Ying Bing's jade face paused.

She was clearly looking at the map just now. This mountain is so close to Baoping Town, and she clearly remembers that she has seen it.

Why did she suddenly forget it?

So the girl lowered her eyes and looked at the map again.

Outside is Li Mo Mountain, next to the mountain is a Li Mo River, and next to the Li Mo River is a Li Mo Forest, where the Li Mo people live...

"?"

Ying Bing's clear eyes paused.

"This is Baoping Town, so of course the mountain is called Baoping Mountain."

Fu Yingzi suddenly felt that this sister was not so scary.

At this moment.

The sun seemed to be blocked by something, and the map full of Xiao Li suddenly dimmed.

Ying Bing looked up.

I saw a huge Peng bird, with its wings spread out like a black cloud, descending with endless fierceness.

Its sharp beak opened, and it uttered human words:

"Hehehe!"

"Let me see if there are any children to eat!"

The people were instantly frightened, in a mess, and fled everywhere like birds and beasts.

The big Peng bird was circling in the air, and suddenly its eyes with excellent vision saw the little girl running away with moon cakes, and it immediately laughed again and flew over fiercely.

The wind swept.

Fu Yingzi's frightened little face turned pale, and her little body was covered by the shadow of the Peng.

At this moment, a ray of moonlight suddenly appeared in the daytime.

The Peng bird suddenly stopped.

Because there was a frost-like long sword on its neck, and the cold light on it was just a fraction of a second away from cutting its neck.

The owner of the long sword was the fairy-like girl.

"Do you know the way to the Qingluan tribe?"

The girl's light voice sounded.

"How dare you..."

The Peng bird spoke hoarsely and wanted to say something harsh.

Swish——

The moonlight sword flashed.

The bird's feathers fell.

The Peng bird suddenly felt a chill on his head, as cold as the sword light just now, as cold as the eyes of the noble girl.

"The Qingluan tribe hates the human race and all males..."

Swish——

The girl said no more, and the sword light flashed again.

The roc became even balder, and his eyes, which were originally full of ferocity, suddenly showed some pain and grievance.

"Can we talk it out nicely? Can we talk about reason?"

Birds need beautiful feathers to court,Especially the one on the head.

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The other side.

Three bronze horses pulled the carriage, and the four hooves were flying at this time, which was not an adjective.

The carriage was really flying at a low altitude, so it could walk on the sometimes twisted, sometimes desolate, and sometimes muddy southern Xinjiang terrain as if it were flat ground.

Li Mo and others who left Nanguan in early autumn finally left Nanguan before the autumn was high, and were about to arrive at the first stop in southern Xinjiang.

The majestic mountains that stretched out could be seen from afar.

"This place doesn't seem to be very lively."

Li Mo looked out from the dark cloud gauze on the car window. He used the dark cloud gauze to simulate clothes that were in line with the style of southern Xinjiang. He wore a headscarf on his forehead, and strange beasts were embroidered on his black clothes.

Along the way, he saw many scenes of prosperity and ruin and withering, and saw many creatures surviving in this gap.

Compared with the fortresses he saw along the way, Baoping Town was not prosperous.

Huang Donglai nodded and said:

"This place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are very few merchants passing by, so naturally there are fewer people."

"But as long as you don't carry too much baggage and walk fast enough, it's very easy to go to the Mingjiao tribe from here."

Li Mo glanced at the map and remembered what Huang Donglai had said during this period.

The closer you get to the South Gate, the more obedient the monster tribe will be, and the denser the garrison troops will be.

And the deeper you go into the southern border, the weaker the influence of Dayu will be.

The garrison troops are no longer the ones guarding the peace, but the 'Witch Spirits' believed in by the people.

"Brother Li, that..."

After Murong Xiao finished his daily homework to suppress his blood, he suddenly spoke awkwardly.

"Are you out of it again?"

Li Mo was speechless, took out a gold brick, and then broke it into small pieces of gold beans skillfully.

"Well... I will definitely return it to Brother Li when we return to Ziyang Mansion."

Murong Xiao looked more and more ashamed.

"Why, do you want to accumulate merits by yourself?"

Li Mo smiled and shook his head, and took out herbs and food.

The more chaotic the world is, the more worthless human lives are.

Murong Xiao adhered to the saying of doing good things, and never stood idly by when he saw suffering along the way.

With his kind nature, he would have done it even if it was not for suppressing blood.

In fact, a considerable part of it is considered Li Mo's investment.

Okay.

It can't be considered an investment.

Now I don't know if it's because my realm is getting higher and higher.

Even if it saves the lives of ordinary people, there is not much feedback.

After helping Murong Xiao prepare the alms, the carriage has arrived at the town entrance.

Under the archway with the words "Bao Ping" written on it.

However, as soon as we arrived at the entrance of the town, we could see a huge crowd of people in front of us from afar. The people of Southern Xinjiang in strange costumes were all gathered there, and the sound of discussion was endless.

"How could Fu Yingzi have an affair with the demon tribe?"

"She said a few words to that fairy that day. Could that fairy be a demon?"

"Stop the child's mother! The general can't bump into her..."

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Hmm?

Li Mo raised his eyebrows.

His eyes passed through the crowd and saw the thin girl kneeling on the stage. She was frightened and her lips were pale.

A bare-chested executioner was drinking strong liquor, and his ghost-head knife was thicker than the girl's waist.

After looking at the sky, the officer sitting on the high platform shouted:

"The time has come!"

"Execution!"

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