The bandits on the grassland come and go like a gust of wind. The wind last night has blown through the grassland, leaving no trace in the morning.

The four men of Fengyun cleaned up the battlefield. After one night, the wild wolves in the wilderness had long dragged away the corpses.

A drizzle in the early morning completely washed away any trace of blood left in the wind.

Li Xiuyuan, who got up early, walked around the area and found that the horse that the bandits had ridden last night had gone somewhere.

After a burst of spring rain, no trace of the fighting could be found on the grass.

All things come into being in spring, and in just two days, the grass here will grow wildly, covering all footprints.

The playful little dark horse has gone mad for a long time and is just waiting for the call from his master when he leaves.

Back at the camp, Baili Yunyan, who had gotten up early, had already started cooking porridge. The faint aroma wafted in, and Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but speed up his steps.

He went to collect snow water from the river and was about to set it on the fire when Murong Zhilan came over quietly and sat next to him.

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the girl who was quietly leaning beside him. Even after a night passed, her face still retained the frightened pale face from last night.

Looking at the flames burning in front of him, he said quietly: "This has to go through a process. To be honest, I vomited so hard the first time that I felt like I was dead."

What Li Xiuyuan was talking about was the adventure under the Bamboo Peak. He thought that even though he had killed countless demons, he was still terrified when facing the zombies under the abyss.

Murong Zhilan let out a long sigh.

He raised his head, looked at him and said: "Although the master repeatedly warned us to go hunting in the mountains when we were in the Holy Land, my senior sister and I always thought that day was far away from us..."

"Even if we occasionally follow my senior sisters and brothers into the mountains, they will do it for me. How could I and my senior sisters ever think of doing it ourselves?"

As the story was told as calmly as flowing water, a picture appeared before Li Xiuyuan's eyes. A group of boys and girls went hunting in the mountains. The boys were busy chasing each other, and the girls were busy picking flowers and fruits in the mountains, like free birds.

The girls don't have to worry about whether they can shoot the prey, nor are they afraid that the beasts in the mountains will chase their brothers all over the mountains and fields. Occasionally, they will shoot a hare or wild boar, and the whole group will be overjoyed.

Have you ever had such a day?

Even if there is, it is a distant memory, the memory of being on Tianshan Mountain, and Tianshan is really too far away from Li Xiuyuan in front of him.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but said: "I envy you for having such a life. If it were now, I would rather spend more time in the mountains instead of entering the world early."

Murong Zhilan lowered her head, picked up a branch, threw it into the fire, and said softly: "Is the world full of danger of death as the master said?"

It was a very simple sentence, but it stopped Li Xiuyuan from asking, and he never knew how to answer.

He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, and after a while he said: "Well, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, especially for a simple girl like you..."

Murong Zhilan was startled, raised her head and said, "Really? It's too scary to hear you say it!"

Li Xiuyuan washed the pot and dropped the spirit tea into it, skillfully poured the steaming tea for the two girls, held a cup and blew gently.

Looking at the wind-swept grassland in front of him, he said calmly: "When you are strong enough, you can ignore the ups and downs in this world."

Baili Yunyan, who was sitting aside, sighed and said quietly: "I'm afraid only those with the master's level of cultivation..."

Murong Zhilan scratched her head and smiled, and said: "Actually, I didn't think too much, I'm just afraid that next time... what will happen if you're not by my side?"

Having said this, the girl's face finally showed a look of helplessness.

"Let me think about it." Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at her with a smile and said, "Does your injury still hurt? Can you go hunting with me today?"

Murong Zhilan's hand holding the tea cup froze slightly, she raised her head and looked at him and said, "It's okay. Senior sister applied medicine to me yesterday and drank your concoction. I'm much better today."

Murong Zhilan also understood that her injuries were nothing compared to Baili Yunyan.

It was just a skin injury. With external application and internal use, her body was almost fully recovered even after just one night.

Li Xiuyuan quietly looked at the gently rotating piece of spiritual tea in his cup and sighed softly.

Just like the old Taoist master said, I was still too soft-hearted after all. The girl in front of me just looked at her and made a casual complaint, which made me unable to be cruel.

Lost my mind!

If you think about it carefully, once the girl in front of you loses her noble status in the Wuji Holy Land, and once you take off the mask on her face, in terms of her actual age, she is just two ordinary boys and girls.

Because Murong Zhilan is different from Baili Yunyan and Tantai Mingyue, in his eyes, this guy is just like Nangong Ruyu, like his little apprentice.

Although the girl in front of her doesn't know that she is actually similar to the century-old demon, it's just her age that deceives everyone around her.

After Li Xiuyuan rescued Murong Zhilan at the moment of life and death, the relationship between the two became much closer.

Murong Zhilan had just experienced the first bloody battle in her life. The boy in front of her was the peerless hero who came to save her life on the colorful clouds.

Because of trust, she believed everything the boy said.

The five sleeping people haven't woken up yet. The three of them are chatting happily over a pot of spiritual tea and a pot of white porridge.

In his opinion, the seven guys in front of him are not strong enough. They are just like those friends who were about to set foot on the Shura battlefield back then and need help from others.

If you don't have strong strength, you will only have two endings after entering the ruins, either waiting for you to join them, or losing to the danger and dying in battle.

On the grassland where the sun was rising, and the morning smoke was floating in the air, Li Xiuyuan thought about it and finally made up his mind.

Looking at Murong Zhilan in front of her, she smiled and said, "How about I make a bet with you?"

Murong Zhilan was stunned, looked at him and murmured: "I don't have anything worthy of your attention, so what can I bet with you?"

Even Baili Yunyan, who stood up and reached out to stir the porridge in the pot, couldn't help but ask: "We are poor people... Senior sister just gave me some spiritual stones last night, do you want it?"

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and smiled: "I made this bet with the six of you. Before dark, as long as each of you brings back two wild boars, or wild wolves..."

"How is it?" Baili Yunyan and Murong Zhilan asked nervously.

"No one is allowed to help?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at the girl beside him and said seriously: "As long as you complete your mission, I will give the seven of you a chance to survive after entering the ruins."

"Is this true?"

Just then, Tantai Mingyue's slightly cold voice came from behind the three of them: "Don't lie to my junior sister, let alone think of bullying us..."

Li Xiuyuan shrugged his shoulders and replied calmly: "Are you afraid? I don't care about the spiritual stones on your body, and I don't want you to be my coolie!"

Baili Yunyan looked at Murong Zhilan and chuckled: "Junior sister, you have to work hard. This guy has more spiritual stones than you do. How can he covet your treasure?"

After finishing speaking, he filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to Li Xiuyuan, and said softly: "If my wound hadn't healed, I would have wanted to try it too."

Murong Zhilan took a deep breath, looked at Tantai Mingyue beside her and said with a smile: "Senior sister, wake up all the senior brothers, we will set off after eating the porridge!"...

Thousands of miles away in Loulan City, the mid-spring season has long passed.

The peach blossoms are falling in the garden of the City Lord's Mansion, and there are already green peaches hanging on the branches, which makes people full of expectations for early summer.

Meng Shentong, who had nothing to do, closed the door of the library and came to Loulan's city lord's mansion as a guest.

His arrival surprised Situ Tianxing.

Surprisingly, the agreement with Li Xiuyuan to build a small courtyard on the ruins of the Chen family did not go as quickly as he imagined.

Fortunately, the elders of Tianyun Mountain came to Loulan City in person.

You must know that the old man in the Tianyun Mountain Library is notoriously difficult to invite. The Chen family always wanted to invite the old man to their house as a guest. Until the family was destroyed overnight, the old man never came.

The attentive master saw that a distinguished guest had arrived, so he had the spirit tea and snacks served early, and then turned around and left the flower hall.

No matter what the city lord discussed with the old man, the master did not dare to stay in the teahouse.

Master Yongwei knows very well when to avoid taboos.

Situ Tianxing pointed to the spiritual tea on the table, offered it to the old man, and said with a smile, "I wonder why Elder Meng came to Loulan City?"

Meng Shentong picked up the spiritual tea in front of him and took a sip. He looked at the spring light in the garden outside the flower hall and said with a smile: "I think your City Lord's Mansion is no worse than Tianyun Mountain."

Situ Tianxing was delighted when he heard this and said with a smile: "As long as Elder Meng can respect it, how about I build a courtyard for you in the city lord's mansion? I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Meng Shentong put down the teacup in his hand, shook his head and said, "No need, didn't my disciple come to see you? When can I move into that yard?"

The old man did not ask when the courtyard would be built, but when he could move in and enjoy it.

Just one sentence stopped Situ Tianxing from questioning him.

After being silent for a long time, Situ Tiandi sighed and said: "The work given by your disciple is not easy to do. He requires that every stone used to build the wall must be carved with patterns..."

Meng Shentong was stunned, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and then nodded thoughtfully, thinking that his precious disciple was too ambitious.

After thinking about the reason, the old man smiled and said: "It's okay to slow down. How is the progress of the construction now?"

Situ Tianxing thought for a while and replied: "The pavilion garden inside is quite simple and can be completed in the summer... All the walls will have to wait until autumn at the earliest."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction and said: "Don't worry, my disciple will not let you suffer. You are not short of spiritual stones. When he comes back from the snow mountain ruins, you will not be short of benefits."

Situ Tianxing suddenly laughed proudly when he heard this: "That's necessary. I gave him all the tokens Ouyang Chongming gave me. My city lord's palace is counting on him!"

When Meng Shentong heard this, he was so angry that he could not speak.

He thought that a leader in Tianyun Mountain was not as good as a city lord in Loulan City. He actually compromised with the Law Enforcement Hall and did not hesitate to let his precious disciple sever ties with Tianyun Mountain from now on.

Fortunately, his disciple did not dislike him as his master, otherwise he would have been unable to sit still.

Sighing softly, Meng Shentong looked at Situ Tianxing and said with a smile: "You have done a great job. I, the master and the disciple, owe you a favor. Let's get this yard in order quickly!"

In the old man's opinion, Li Xiuyuan, who returned from the Snow Mountain, would never return to Tianyun Mountain again.

If this happens, won't I have to come to Loulan City to live in primary and secondary school frequently in the future? I'm afraid the same will be true for several masters and disciples of Zhufeng.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but ask: "Will the Wang family come to cause trouble?"

Situ Tianxing shook his head and said quietly: "With you and me here, do they dare?"
Chapter completed!