Not knowing what happened, Zhao Yusheng quickly approached.
Unexpectedly, he saw the woman on the other side sitting on the back of a white horse.
"Chasing the moon."
Feng Jiu'er, who was all wet, was stroking the horse's mane with an excited look on her face.
"I didn't expect you were still here. I thought we would never see each other again in this life after we said goodbye."
"Chaiyue, I miss you so much, do you know that?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer even lay down on the horse, sticking closely to her mount.
Zhao Yusheng crossed the river in a few steps and came to Feng Jiuer's side.
Seeing the clothes clinging to her thin body, he immediately took off his robe and draped it on her body.
"Jiu'er, you... know each other?"
Looking at the white sweat-stained BMW, Zhao Yusheng's eyes fell on Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiu'er, who was a little tired, lay on the horse, unwilling to get up.
"It's my mount, named Zhuiyue. Unexpectedly, it came here."
Zhui Yue didn't know if he understood Feng Jiu'er's words, but he hissed as if in response to Feng Jiu'er's words.
"I see."
Zhao Yusheng nodded, "No matter what, the weather is so cold now, I'd better take you back to talk."
While talking, Zhao Yusheng took the horse's rope and headed towards a more peaceful place on the river.
That night, there was an extra horse in Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingtao's small tent, which made it seem unusually warm.
Early the next morning, the communication bird was singing sweet songs outside early.
Feng Jiuer rode Chaiyue and led everyone on their way forward.
Entering this black canyon where bandits were in power, luckily Zhao Yusheng was there to lead the way, otherwise Feng Jiuer felt that she would get lost even if it was her second time.
After the communication bird came in, it would occasionally disappear, but Zhao Yusheng could still find it quickly.
After two consecutive days of driving, on a mountainside, everyone stopped and looked ahead.
"Jiu'er, it seems that the communication bird is going back to Zhaojiazhai. I wonder if Jianyi will be there?"
"Do you have any news about your people?"
Feng Jiuer looked away and glanced sideways.
"Since I received the letter the day before yesterday, there has been no new news."
Zhao Yusheng sighed lightly.
"Sorry! Jiu'er."
"Since I left with my brothers, my father took back all the privileges in my hands. Now there are not many people in the village who dare to do things for me."
"It doesn't matter."
Feng Jiuer nodded and looked back, "Everyone rest here and we will set off in half an hour."
"good."
Several brothers responded in unison.
Half an hour later, they continued on their way, but unexpectedly, they were besieged in a mountain stream just after nightfall.
Zhao Yusheng and several brothers stood in front, left and right, protecting Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry in the middle.
"Who is it?
Come out."
Zhao Yusheng looked at one place and said in a deep voice.
"You brat, are you finally willing to come back?"
A deep sound almost echoed throughout the entire mountain stream.
In an instant, brothers rushed out from all directions and surrounded Feng Jiuer and others.
Looking around, Feng Jiuer couldn't help but be shocked.
How many descendants of Zhao Yu are there?
At that time, Zhao Yusheng brought out so many brothers. Feng Jiuer thought that there were not many brothers left, but she did not expect that so many people appeared all at once.
No wonder Mu Mu said that their number is immeasurable.
Seeing so many brothers, Feng Jiuer's heart was filled with excitement, but she was not afraid at all.
"Brother, you are finally back."
Zhao Xiaoxiao came out from the crowd, drove his horse and headed towards Zhao Yusheng.
"Little."
Zhao Yusheng called softly.
"Miss."
Several brothers turned back at the same time and looked at Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Their eyes fell on the old master not far away, and the brothers lowered their heads unconsciously.
Even if he is from Zhao Yusheng, everyone respects the old boss very much.
Leaving without telling the old boss this time, the brothers still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Brother, do you know how long your mother was sick after you left?"
"Fortunately, she is getting better now, otherwise I would really have planned to go out to find you."
Looking at Zhao Yusheng, Zhao Xiaoxiao had a look of complaint on her face, but she still couldn't hide the longing in her eyes.
"How is mother now?"
Zhao Yusheng asked softly.
These days, the person he couldn't let go the most was his mother, but for the ideal in his heart, he still chose to leave.
"Fortunately, the situation is stable now and nothing will happen."
While speaking, Zhao Xiaoxiao glanced at Feng Jiuer.
"Brother, are you leaving with your brothers for the sake of your sister-in-law?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't know much about Feng Jiuer, but he also knew that she was not willing to marry her eldest brother.
"Xiao Xiao, don't talk nonsense, Jiu'er is our general."
Zhao Yusheng explained softly.
"General?"
Zhao Xiaoyue frowned, "Brother, did you take your brothers to seek refuge with others?
What general, why didn’t I hear about it?”
"Jiu'er is a member of the Ninth Prince, the God of War. This time I took my brother out. In fact, I took refuge with the Ninth Prince."
Zhao Yusheng took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Qingshan.
"Asshole!"
Zhao Qingshan frowned and snorted coldly, "We Zhao Yu people need to seek refuge with others?"
Battles have started in Phoenix City and Crowwood City, and it’s not like Zhao Qingshan doesn’t know about it.
His son left probably because of these battles, but for the safety of his tribe, he could not leave hastily to look for people.
"Dad, don't you know better than me who the Ninth Prince is? Why..." "Asshole!"
Before Zhao Yusheng could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhao Qingshan coldly, "No reason, our home is here, you don't need to go anywhere!"
"father."
Zhao Yusheng called out in a deep voice, "The Ninth Prince is a good man. Those things have happened for so long, why are you still brooding about them?"
"Asshole!"
Zhao Qingshan waved his hand, turned and left, "Bring this unfilial son back to me!"
"yes."
The brothers nodded in unison.
Seeing his brother approaching him, Zhao Yusheng clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
"Dad, the Ninth Prince is a good man. We don't need to be thieves anymore. Dad, brothers all have their own ideals and don't want to live in the mountains all their lives, Dad."
No matter how Zhao Yusheng shouted, Zhao Qingshan still left.
Hearing Zhao Yusheng's words, the brothers who were approaching couldn't help but pause.
Zhao Yusheng said what many brothers have not dared to say over the years. He went out and fought with all his might, even if he died in battle.
Living in the mountains for the rest of your life, just asking for three meals a day, is not what most brothers want.
Unfortunately, the problem of genocide is so deep-rooted that no one dares to take risks.
"Young master, come back with us and talk about it later."
Elder Feng glanced at Zhao Yusheng, shook his head, and turned around on his horse.
"Take the young master and everyone back to the stronghold without making any mistakes!"
