Muyin was also about to go out when a figure flew in front of him.
The person wearing a delicate silver mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing only his slightly raised thin lips. The eyes inside the mask looked extremely soft and mysterious.
He wears a silver woven coat, covering the fine white clothes underneath. He has a tall figure, giving people a different kind of aura. Such a person, but with his face covered, makes people daydream.
As soon as the clear voice comes out, people feel very comfortable, like the spring breeze blowing on their face: "This young master, can you compete with me on a few moves?"
Muyin was very happy to see someone coming to fight with her. Just when she was happy, Liu Mo died.
So she happily agreed: "Okay!"
That man was gentle and elegant, and the movements in his hands were also gentle. Compared with Muyin's sharp and fast shooting skills, they were in two different realms.
Only Muyin knew about this. Her shooting skills were usually used on the battlefield, and they were only fast. But the movements of the person in front of her were very slow, but they were actually faster than her.
As he continued to hit, Muyin felt that this fighting method seemed familiar. When he was slightly distracted, his stick was already pressed against him.
It was originally meant to be against the chest, but apparently the man tilted it cleverly and moved it to the neck.
Muyin lost.
"What a skill, Young Master!" Muyin looked at him approvingly, "Have we... seen it before?"
The man walked up to Muyin and whispered softly: "Call me Xia Qingran."
Xia...Qingran? This name was very familiar, but Muyin couldn't remember it. At this moment, Xia Qingran said something again, which shocked Muyin.
"What is your relationship with Jiang Songyu..."
These words, like thunder thrown in a flat lake, made Muyin freeze on the spot.
This, this, this Xia Qingran is the foreign general who was undefeated against him when he was Jiang Songyu.
Damn it! The general burst into tears when he saw the general.
Muyin calmed down her emotions and turned away: "...I don't know."
"In this way..." Xia Qingran smiled brightly, and her voice was very audible. Muyin looked at his face under the mask and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Once upon a time, when she was Jiang Songyu, she and Xia Qingran fought on the battlefield. Both sides were strong, and they fought for half a year.
What's funny is that after fighting, the two of them didn't know each other, and their relationship became better. Maybe a hero cherishes a hero, but the battlefield returns to the battlefield. In the end, Yi Xiangming was resourceful, and he added the strategy to the formation, and finally
This made Xia Qingran his defeated enemy.
However, the relationship between the two did not deteriorate. From then on, Xia Qingran's country became a part of Yuanye, and every year it sent fine wines, fine wines, gold, silver and jewelry.
When Xia Qingran came to Yuanye, he would go to his general's house to have a drink.
But this year, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink my own wine. Muyin felt a little sad, and tried his best to suppress it: "Just call me Muyin."
"See you soon." Xia Qingran smiled softly and said goodbye.
Muyin still remembered that Xia Qingran looked extremely good-looking before, basically on par with Zhan Shaoan, but today he came wearing a mask...
Either something is going on secretly, or... there is something wrong with him.
After thinking about it, Muyin felt tired. When the boat arrived at the bridge, it naturally straightened up. After counting, it seemed that the day for Yuanye's tribute this year was coming soon. Muyin was about to go out when a figure flew in front of him.
The person wearing a delicate silver mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing only his slightly raised thin lips. The eyes inside the mask looked extremely soft and mysterious.
He wears a silver woven coat, covering the fine white clothes underneath. He has a tall figure, giving people a different kind of aura. Such a person, but with his face covered, makes people daydream.
As soon as the clear voice comes out, people feel very comfortable, like the spring breeze blowing on their face: "This young master, can you compete with me on a few moves?"
Muyin was very happy to see someone coming to fight with her. Just when she was happy, Liu Mo died.
So she happily agreed: "Okay!"
That man was gentle and elegant, and the movements in his hands were also gentle. Compared with Muyin's sharp and fast shooting skills, they were in two different realms.
Only Muyin knew about this. Her shooting skills were usually used on the battlefield, and they were only fast. But the movements of the person in front of her were very slow, but they were actually faster than her.
As he continued to hit, Muyin felt that this fighting method seemed familiar. When he was slightly distracted, his stick was already pressed against him.
It was originally meant to be against the chest, but apparently the man tilted it cleverly and moved it to the neck.
Muyin lost.
"What a skill, Young Master!" Muyin looked at him approvingly, "Have we... seen it before?"
The man walked up to Muyin and whispered softly: "Call me Xia Qingran."
Xia...Qingran? This name was very familiar, but Muyin couldn't remember it. At this moment, Xia Qingran said something again, which shocked Muyin.
"What is your relationship with Jiang Songyu..."
These words, like thunder thrown in a flat lake, made Muyin freeze on the spot.
This, this, this Xia Qingran is the foreign general who was undefeated against him when he was Jiang Songyu.
Damn it! The general burst into tears when he saw the general.
Muyin calmed down her emotions and turned away: "...I don't know."
"In this way..." Xia Qingran smiled brightly, and her voice was very audible. Muyin looked at his face under the mask and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Once upon a time, when she was Jiang Songyu, she and Xia Qingran fought on the battlefield. Both sides were strong, and they fought for half a year.
What's funny is that after fighting, the two of them didn't know each other, and their relationship became better. Maybe a hero cherishes a hero, but the battlefield returns to the battlefield. In the end, Yi Xiangming was resourceful, and he added the strategy to the formation, and finally
This made Xia Qingran his defeated enemy.
However, the relationship between the two did not deteriorate. From then on, Xia Qingran's country became a part of Yuanye, and every year it sent fine wines, fine wines, gold, silver and jewelry.
When Xia Qingran came to Yuanye, he would go to his general's house to have a drink.
But this year, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink my own wine. Muyin felt a little sad, and tried his best to suppress it: "Just call me Muyin."
"See you soon." Xia Qingran smiled softly and said goodbye.
Muyin still remembered that Xia Qingran looked extremely good-looking before, basically on par with Zhan Shaoan, but today he came wearing a mask...
Either something is going on secretly, or... there is something wrong with him.
After thinking about it, Muyin felt tired. The boat naturally straightened up when it reached the bridge. By counting, it seemed that the day for Yuanye's tribute this year was coming soon.
