Yu'er was very moved by Chu Yunning's words, but his handsome face was a little firm.

"Sister Ning, tens of thousands of soldiers are waiting. Xiao Jingyan is a madman. No one can guess what he wants to do next. It must be resolved as soon as possible to avoid more innocent people sacrificing."

Seeing that he was so tough, Xiao Jingheng patted Yu'er on the shoulder: "I will send someone to protect Qin Wan, be careful."

Yu'er nodded, looked up and smiled slightly at Chu Yunning.

That night, there was a fire in the military camp. The fire spread and several camp tents were burned, including the place where the old monk Mo Fang lived.

The little guard shouted in panic: "There is a fire outside, let's run away quickly."

Old Monk Mo Fang was a little puzzled by the sudden fire, and even smelled the smell of cartilage in the air. He immediately blocked the acupoints and held his breath.

"Master, go quickly, go quickly." The little guard shouted.

Mo Fang was hesitating but saw a tall figure walking in from the door, wearing silver armor, holding a spear, and there was still some blood on his face. He was looking at him anxiously and worriedly.

"Master!" Yu'er rushed in and came to Mo Fang to look up and down: "Master, are you okay? Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, what's going on with the fire outside?" Mo Fang asked curiously.

Yu'er pursed her lips tightly and held the spear in her hand tightly, as if she was feeling wronged and angry. Mo Fang said again: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go out first."

"good."

When the two arrived at an open space, Yu'er said, "Master, I did my best to the south end, but they couldn't tolerate you. It's really hateful!"

Mo Fang's eyelids twitched, looked at the sea of ​​fire not far away, and asked in confusion: "Why do you say this?"

"I only learned today that the Jokhang Temple is related to the queen. She said you have bad intentions..."

Yu'er began to complain about Chu Yunning, with red eyes: "Master is a rebirth of my parents to me, and Sister Ning doesn't care about my feelings at all."

When Mo Fang heard this, his eyes turned cold and there was no smile on his face. He stared at Yu'er's eyes seriously, trying to find something.

Yu'er didn't dodge or dodge and let the other party inquire.

After a long time, Mo Fang withdrew his eyes and sighed long: "Enemy should be resolved rather than made up. I am old and don't care about these things anymore. You are different. You still have a great youth. You will have a bright future with the emperor."

"Master, I don't care about these false names at all." Yu'er sniffed and revealed her grievances: "And I have already asked the emperor to dismiss the emperor. What kind of major general, who should I love? Master, let's go back to Qiancheng together."

Mo Fang looked at the fish in surprise, and pointed to the thick smoke not far away: "This fire tonight..."

"I was so angry that I knocked over the candlestick." Yu'er pretended to be irritable, and he patted his chest again and promised: "Master, don't worry, the emperor and the queen have promised that they will not hurt you. Let's stay away from these right and wrong."

Hearing this, Mo Fang smiled: "All the kings in the world are kings? If you have military merits, the royal family will not let you leave easily. Qianzhou will definitely never go back."

"What should I do?" Yu'er frowned.

Mo Fang suddenly stood up and said, "The Jokhang Temple has become a knot in my heart. I took the risk to pick herbs, but in the end I was deceived. Well, since that's the case, let's go to Dongling?"

"Dongling?" Yu'er hesitated, and Mo Fang patted Yu'er on the shoulder: "I just need peace in the world. The outside world says that the Emperor of Dongling is cruel, but isn't it the same as Xiao Jingheng, who is also an emperor?"

After Mo Fang's persuasion, Yuer finally nodded and agreed.

So the two rushed to Dongling overnight, and were discovered and chased by the guards on the way. Fortunately, they were rescued by Mengyin who passed by.

When Mengyin saw two people, his mind was a little overwhelmed. He knew Yu'er.

The famous beast master at the southern end and the young general.

As for the old monk Mo Fang...

Mengyin always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't recognize where he looked familiar. It was not until Mo Fang spoke and listened to the voice that he was sure that the person in front of him was his master!

Mengyin's legs softened and knelt on the ground: "Master!"

After not seeing each other for a few years, Mengyin was both nervous and excited. He couldn't figure out how Yuer and his master could run out of the southern end.

Yu'er glanced at Mengyin and hummed, "It's you, you smelly monk again. It's not enough to pretend to be a god. He dares to recognize his master!"

"Why, Yu'er knows him?" Mo Fang asked.

Yu'er nodded and raised a disdainful curve: "I caught this person alive from the mountain a few days ago. He made some blood hole and almost beaten to death by me. He just ran away by chance. Master, this person is a complete charlatan!"

"No..." Meng Yin explained, but Yu'er glared at him fiercely, scaring him to shrink his neck and look at Mo Fang aggrievedly.
Chapter completed!