Early in the morning, everyone could tell that Feng Jiuer was not in a good mood. Basically, her face was dark.
In fact, it wasn't that she didn't sleep well last night. On the contrary, she didn't know whether it was because she was used to being abused, but she actually slept quite comfortably on the bench.
Nitrogen, this does not mean that she can be bullied casually!
Mu Mu's aura today is quite good, and he looks like the type of spring breeze proud person. I don't know, I thought he and Jiu'er really did something last night.
Before everyone woke up and had breakfast, the team had already set off to catch the next stop at the inn.
The mute slave came over with snacks in his hand, while Mu Mu and Feng Jiuer sat on the carriage.
"Just keep my share. I don't want to eat with this guy. You let him go out." Feng Jiuer snorted.
The mute slave looked at Mu Mu, a little embarrassed.
Mu Mu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just go out. I'm afraid the little lady will be shy in front of me."
"Go away!" Feng Jiuer stretched out her foot.
Mu Mu followed her and scolded her, but the smile on his lips never disappeared.
When Mu Mu left the carriage, jumped on the horse and walked behind, the mute slave looked at Feng Jiu'er and opened his mouth to say something.
In the end, he just put the snacks on the small table in front of her and said nothing.
There were three carriages in their group, one of which belonged to Feng Jiuer, and the other two were used to carry things.
Jiuer looked at him and curled her lips: "He and I have nothing, don't think about it, he only lives with me to protect me."
The mute slave nodded and laid out the food for her.
He is always so quiet and never says more than a word when he shouldn't ask more questions.
Jiu'er gently tugged on his sleeve: "Eat with me."
The mute slave nodded. He had become accustomed to eating with her. Now he was not as reserved as before. Sometimes, he could even smile at her.
Everyone was not walking slowly on the road. Today we were walking on the official road, so we walked even faster.
However, Feng Jiuer quickly noticed the martial arts warrior.
He has a cold aura, but his sense of presence is very low, as if he can make himself inconspicuous.
This person is really powerful. Not only Feng Jiuer felt it, but Xue Gu and Qiao Mu also noticed it.
For a person to be able to control his breath so freely, his inner strength is absolutely profound. Even Xue Gu doubted that he might not be his opponent at all.
However, that person was brought here by Mu Mu, so he should be trustworthy.
Having such a person in the team can make people feel at ease.
It's just that this person is really strange. He hasn't said a word all morning, he doesn't necessarily have any respect for Mu Mu, and he doesn't communicate with others. He just goes his own way.
His face is dark and scarred, and he is quite ugly. He always wears loose servant clothes, and you can't tell what his real figure is.
In a crowd, as long as his aura is restrained, he is definitely the type of person whose existence is difficult to spot at a glance.
But for such an inconspicuous person, Xue Gu, Qiao Mu and Feng Jiuer have been paying close attention to him.
Especially Jiu'er, sometimes she would even lean out of the car window and look back at others.
Because this person is really cold, cool, and mysterious.
During the lunch break, the man in black was sitting in the corner alone, not with everyone else. It was deserted and no one seemed to want to pay attention to him.
He prepared dry food and water bags by himself, so he didn't need to sit with everyone.
"Mu Mu, is that really yours? Why do you ignore me?" Qiao Mu looked curious.
Even though that man was really ugly and had a bad temper, why were his eyes attracted to him unknowingly?
Xue Gu and Tuoba Keyan also stared at Mu Mu. Mu Mu brought him here, but his temperament is really too withdrawn and not gregarious at all!
When there is no danger, can you run away alone?
"I brought him here, but he's not mine. He's just a friend from the world who works for money."
Mu Mu didn't say much, he tore open a roast chicken and handed the chicken legs to Jiu'er.
Jiu'er took the whole roast chicken, stood up suddenly, and walked towards the man in black.
The roast chicken was brought out from the inn, and they had plenty of it anyway.
When the man saw Jiu'er coming, he seemed to want to get up and hide.
Jiu'er called from afar: "We are all on the road together. You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. Just sit tight."
The man hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down in his original position, but did not look at her.
Feng Jiuer walked to him, sat down casually, and handed him the chicken drumstick.
"Although I know that masters always have weird tempers, chicken legs are always more delicious than dry food, right?"
The man in black didn't say anything, and Feng Jiuer's chicken drumstick was handed over to him a few more times.
"Don't be so unsociable, okay? It's really a long way to the Phoenix Clan. Everyone is talking and laughing, so it won't be so boring on the way, don't you think?"
The man in black still didn't speak and continued to eat his food.
Feng Jiuer stretched out her legs, ready to eat with him, and handed the chicken legs over again.
"Brother, could you please pick it up first? It's very tiring to keep holding hands."
The man in black seemed to really not want to pay attention to her, but he saw that her hand holding the chicken drumstick was trembling slightly because she had been holding it for too long.
He tightened his fingertips, finally reached out to take it, and took a few bites at will.
Jiu'er had actually been staring at his face, trying to see if it was fake, but the coldness on his body was really strong, and she didn't know if it was to scare her on purpose or something else.
In short, you can't stare at him all the time. If you look at him for a little longer, your head will feel dizzy.
Probably because she didn't like being stared at, his inner strength forced her not to look directly at him, so she could only withdraw her gaze and stop prying.
I don’t know what I’m thinking, how could I suspect that the person in front of me is the Nine Emperors Uncle?
If Uncle Nine Emperors follows, wouldn't half of his kingdom really have to be given to Emperor Qiwen?
If anyone discovers that the Ninth Prince has left Beimu Country, those people will definitely launch a massive attack on Phoenix City. This battle will definitely do no harm to the Ninth Prince's Longwu Army.
Mu Mu is the young palace master of Yeming Palace, so it is not surprising to have such a powerful friend.
Especially if the person’s face is disfigured. For a person with a disfigured face, the thing they probably don’t like the most is others staring at them.
She had gone a little too far just now, so she finally felt relieved when she saw that he was willing to bite the chicken drumstick she handed him.
I don’t know why, although he is very cold, why are you so willing to get close to him?
It's a very magical feeling, I am unconsciously attracted to this man in black.
She also tore off a leg, took a few bites, and asked vaguely: "Hero, what's your name?"
