The weather is bright and clear, the clouds are rolling and relaxing
A carriage was speeding along the official road. The scenery on both sides of the road was desolate. The withered yellow leaves were swirling in the air with the rustling autumn wind and falling slowly. Not far away, there was a spacious river with sparkling waves reflecting the towering green mountains.
, reeds sway gently by the river, and wild grasses grow thickly.
The carriage passed by at high speed, and the wild birds flew away in fright
"Mo Yue, how long will it take to reach the Xiangxue Plum Forest?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly and leaned against the arm of the carriage. Her cool voice was filled with worry, and floated out through the curtain of the carriage.
Inside the carriage, there was a thick quilt, Cui'er was lying quietly with her eyes closed, her face was as pale as paper, and Xiao Jinzi was lazily nestled in the corner of the carriage, falling asleep.
"Back to Miss Feng Er, we have already passed the Yushui River Ferry, and we still have about an hour's journey to the Xiangxue Plum Forest." Mo Yue waved her riding whip, glanced at the Yushui River that slowly flowed eastward, and replied respectfully.
"That makes me feel relieved." Feng Qingzhuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The life-saving pill only lasts for three days, and it seems that there are still a few hours left until the three days. If Mei Yizhu is not found yet, even if Daluo Immortal is there by then,
I'm afraid there is no way to save the day.
"Mo Yue, hurry up the carriage," he ordered anxiously
"Well!... drive..."
Mo Yue raised the whip and whipped the horse's butt hard. When the horse felt the pain, it started running harder.
However, before they ran far, a faint smell of blood floated in the air. Mo Yue hurriedly pulled the reins, and the horse neighed, retracted its hooves, and stopped.
"what happened?"
Because the reins were pulled suddenly and the inertia was too great, Feng Qingzhuang firmly grasped the wall of the carriage with one hand and firmly fixed the sleeping Tweety with the other hand to prevent herself and Tweety from being thrown out of the carriage.
Xiao Jinzi, who had drowsy eyes, was not so lucky. His small body formed a golden parabola and was ruthlessly thrown out. Fortunately, he usually only betrayed information and did not commit murder, arson, or commit any serious crimes.
, God dropped the curtain, and the little gold fell into the weeds by the river. There were a few withered grass on the little golden head.
"Second Miss Feng, there are two people lying in the middle of the avenue. One man and one woman seem to have been seriously injured and have passed out." Mo Yue sat at the front of the carriage, holding the reins tightly with her hands, her face was cold and serious, and she said coldly.
"Go down and take a look." Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly. After finishing her words, she opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, walking towards the front.
Walking closer and taking a closer look, you can see a good-looking man and a woman lying on the official road. The man is dressed in black clothes stained with blood. He has a stern face with dark complexion, strong and three-dimensional features, like a knife and an ax carved with swords, thick black eyebrows and tight eyes.
He closed his mouth and pursed his lips tightly, but he could still feel the hostility and residual coldness emanating from his whole body.
The woman was tightly wrapped in blue clothes and had a slim figure. Her hair and clothes were stained with blood. Her cold face was pale and bloodless, and her thin lips were tinged with white. It was obvious at a glance that she had lost too much blood, and her whole body exuded the same blood as the man's.
The aura is dark and cold. This is something that can only be cultivated by living in a dark world for a long time.
"Mo Yue, do you think these two are still alive?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned and her voice was as cold as frost.
Hearing this, Mo Yue didn't say much, squatted down, put two fingers on the tips of their noses to explore, then stood up and spoke coldly.
"Still breathing"
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It's not far from the Xiangxue Plum Grove. Get them into the carriage."
Looking at the two unconscious people with cold eyes, Feng Qingzhuang's eyes flashed and a cold voice sounded.