Brewmaster

Huarong stared at the carriage that Shi Mu called, her face turned pale.

The carriage looks gorgeous, the body is very spacious, and the frame is even inlaid with gold, silver and jade.A tall white horse in front of the carriage flicked its hooves, snorted and was ready to go. The driver flicked his whip, and the white horse became docile.

Huarong didn't want to get in the car anymore.

After all, he walked to Pengcheng because of motion sickness.

Shi Mu saw Huarong's face, but didn't see anything, so he directly pulled Huarong up and stepped on the beam beside the car, making a gesture to get into the car.

Feeling the force behind him, Shi Mu didn't get into the car directly.He could only jump down temporarily, face Hua Rong, and stare directly at him.

"I don't..." Huarong stopped before he could finish saying "no", he knew it was useless to say it.

Repeat the same trick, but it still works!

Huarong swallowed calmly, her Adam's apple moved, and then got into the carriage.

Shi Mu motioned to the coachman, and as soon as the coachman's whip cracked in the air, the white horse galloped away.

As soon as the horse started to run, Huarong simply leaned back in the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind. If you ignore his pale face, he would look like an expert.

The road in the city was okay, but after running out of the city for a short time, the road became bumpy. The carriage was rickety but the speed did not slow down at all, which made the car shake even more.

The jug at Huarong's feet made a "clang clang clang clang" sound, Huarong frowned in annoyance, the carriage suddenly bumped again, and with a "bang" it hit its head on the cart, Huarong even I didn't even open my eyes, I closed my eyes and found a relatively comfortable position, and accidentally touched it again.

"You're so motion sick." Seeing that Huarong's face had turned pale, Shi Mu finally spoke, his voice was as cool as a clear spring, and Huarong felt that his dizziness had eased a bit.

Hua Rong didn't even want to say a word, she just uttered a muffled nasal sound from her throat as an answer.

"Lie down for a while."

Shi Mu's cool hand touched Huarong's forehead, for a moment, Huarong didn't even have the thought of resisting, and lay down with Shi Mu's hand.

Although the carriage is spacious, it can only seat two adult men. Although Shi Mu and Huarong are not strong, they are considered tall, and the carriage is only a little loose.

Once Huarong lies down, she can only lie on Shi Mu's lap and curl up a little bit.

Huarong adjusted her posture, lying down was a bit cramped, but very comfortable.

Shi Mu's clothes were made of unknown material, they were soft, cool, and slightly fragrant, just like Shi Mu.

The road was a little easier to walk, the carriage was no longer shaking very much, the sound of the clashing wine jugs stopped at some point, and the car became quiet.Huarong's head was still dizzy, but it wasn't uncomfortable anymore. The carriage was rocking gently, and Huarong was about to fall asleep hazily...

Shi Mu opened the curtain idly and looked out, the carriage was passing through the woods, the leaves were very dense, the sun cast shadows through the leaves, the woods were a little dark.

It's a good place to kill and set fire to.

Hua Rong fiercely bit the tip of her tongue!Even if he gets motion sickness again, he can't fall asleep unprepared.There was a tingling pain on the tip of her tongue, Huarong woke up instantly, sat up suddenly, leaned into Shi Mu's ear and said, "Something's wrong!"

Saying this, Huarong actually felt a little relieved - if there was really a problem with the carriage, he wouldn't have to sit anymore.

As if confirming Huarong's words, the carriage slammed violently, as if it had hit something, Huarong put his arm on Shi Mu's back, and there was another dull pain, Huarong was even more vigilant.

The carriage ran faster and faster, Huarong asked Shi Mu to sit down, got out from the front of the carriage, grabbed the coachman, the coachman fell down, the rein in his hand was loose, a black blood flowed from his mouth, he was dead It's been a while.

Huarong went to pull the rein again, and with a tug of her arm, the white horse paused in pain, but immediately ran even more crazily.

"Shi Mu, get ready to jump out of the car!" While speaking, Huarong got back into the car.

With a flash of the sword in the umbrella, the side wall of the carriage had been removed, and was quickly thrown behind by the horse.

"Bend down! Protect your head!" Huarong grabbed Shi Mu and hugged her in her arms, ready to jump down and roll around a few times.

"Don't worry." Shi Mu turned around and grabbed Hua Rong, and the two stood firmly on the ground in an instant.

I almost forgot, this person is a fairy.

Huarong was a little helpless, but that's okay, no one was hurt.

The carriage disappeared in the distance.Shi Mu patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and looked at Hua Rong proudly, as if begging for praise.

Huarong spoke, but it was: "Don't be too happy, it's not over yet."

……

"clatter."

Bai Zi fell down, blocking the way of Hei Zi.

A young man's voice sounded, even if it was deliberately lowered, it was still unavoidably shrill: "Even if you escaped and fell into the cliff by chance, there are hundreds of dead men I selected along the way, and they will not escape this time. "

……

The woods made a "rustling" sound, and a group of black birds flew up, making a "quack" sound, and fluttered all their feathers.

Shi Mu shrugged, folded his arms and leaned against the tree behind him, looking at Hua Rong leisurely.

Huarong held the hilt of the sword, put on a guarded posture, and stared at the surroundings.

From time to time, black shadows flashed by in the woods, blocked by trees, indistinct and not very obvious, but it could be seen that many people were approaching.

fifty steps...

Thirty steps...

Ten steps!

Huarong rushed forward!

Huarong's speed was very fast, passing through the shadows, many people had already fallen down, Huarong didn't stop, and the smell of blood rose immediately.

Shi Mu closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it.

Huarong was dressed in black and mixed among a group of dead men. It should have been very inconspicuous, but Shi Mu could always see it at a glance:

Compared with the dead man, the young man was much thinner, but he was as fierce as anyone.The boy was running in the crowd, and blood kept splashing on the boy's body and face, like a bath of blood.

The boy paused for a while, then met Shi Mu's eyes suddenly, and shouted to Shi Mu: "Go south!"

Shi Mu looked at him, and suddenly felt that Huarong didn't look like him, didn't look like a teenager.

"Okay! I'll wait for you over there!"

Shi Mu stood up straight and walked slowly towards the south, the direction with the fewest people.

People kept trying to stop Shi Mu, but no one was able to get close.

No one can stop the fairy!

Shi Muyi staggered and disappeared behind the tree.

Huarong's eyes sharpened, she should be serious!

……

The man held the black stones in his hand, and the white stones had already been scattered, as if defeated.

"After all, the dead are scattered, and there won't be many gathered at once. But, do you think it's safe to go south?" The man seemed to have a winning chance.

Baizi has already laid a net of heaven and earth.

……

Huarong fought and retreated, heading towards Shi Mu's direction.

There are fewer and fewer dead soldiers, and their blood is getting heavier.

After Huarong got rid of everyone and walked another few tens of meters, she saw Shi Mu's clothes faintly behind the tree.

Huarong walked over, Shi Mu turned around, still holding a piece of metal that he didn't know what it was in his hand.

As soon as Shi Mu let go, the fragments fell to the ground with a clatter. If you look closely, you can still see some sharp edges.

Shi Mu smiled: "This is probably for the purpose of catching you, the so-called... a world-wide net?"

It was rare for Huarong to have the thought to tease: "Even the nets of heaven and earth can't stop you."

"Of course." Shi Mu hooked the corners of his lips.

……

The dove landed beside the man, pecking at his feathers.

The man suddenly became angry.

The black pieces on the chessboard turned defeat into victory, and the white pieces were washed away.

The man stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and swept the chessboard to the ground, and the chess pieces fell to the ground.

The man gasped heavily, and crushed the chess pieces at his feet: "Next time, catch the one alive!"

……

Huarong smiled at Shi Mu, suddenly her body softened and she was about to fall down.In the last glance, what I saw was Shi Mu's surprised eyes and the sudden rushing movement, and then Hua Rong fell into darkness.

Huarong was already drugged, and she inhaled a lot without realizing it, and later she forced herself to kill someone and went to find Shi Mu, her body was already overwhelmed, but as soon as she relaxed at this moment, the aftereffects of the drug came up all at once.

Naturally, Shi Mu was fine, and stretched out his hand to catch Huarong safe and sound.

Shi Mu looked at the fainted Huarong, the boy looked defenseless, but he was still holding the umbrella tightly in his hand, his wrists were covered with veins, as if he could jump up and resist immediately if someone attacked him.

Huarong's eyelashes were long, trembling a little uneasily, casting a shadow, making her face even paler.The lip shape is also very beautiful, thin, looks very delicate, but also very fragile.

But Shi Mu knows that Huarong's eyes are the most beautiful, once those eyes are opened, the delicate face will become fierce, and sometimes there will be a hostility hidden.

Like a beast, it's very bluffing.

It's just that in Shi Mu's view, the current Huarong is just a young animal, obviously very fragile, but it just wants to show its teeth and put on a biting posture, it's not scary at all, on the contrary...it's very seductive.

Even immortals feel a little different.

Shi Mu was a little lost in thought.

Huarong's face was splashed with blood, Shi Mu stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood, Shi Mu stroked Huarong's face, and suddenly found that since he took off the cloth covering Huarong's face, Huarong had never covered himself again It seems that he doesn't care about showing his appearance at all.

In fact, this is the case, but the immortals don't know, and they may never know why...

Huarong knew from a young age that her own eyes were so similar to Hua Jiuqi's that one could tell the resemblance between the two at a glance.

Whether or not to cover the face is actually not very useful for the teenager to hide his identity. Those who know him will recognize it naturally, and those who don't know him will not care.

However, the last time Huarong saw Hua Jiuqi, Hua Jiuqi used a huge black cloth to cover the little Huarong and hide it.

Hua Rong shivered and hid in the darkness, her whole body was icy cold, and she didn't know how long she stayed there.

When Huarong finally came to consciousness, what he heard was the news of Hua Jiuqi's death, and he was still trembling with the piece of cloth tightly in his hand.

However, too much time has passed, and the piece of cloth is already in tatters, and I don't know where to throw it.

Hua Rong likes to wear all black, and likes to cover her face, but it's because he's afraid.

He was afraid that he would hear news that he didn't want to hear after the piece of cloth was uncovered, and he was also afraid of losing it again, although he had nothing to lose.

These beauties are clear, but he can't quit.

Then he met a fairy, and he finally quit.

But he became addicted to immortals, and it was hard to quit.

It's just that the current Huarong doesn't know, and the omniscient immortal doesn't know either...

Shi Mu hugged Huarong, turned around and disappeared in place.

The wind blew by, the smell of blood gradually dissipated, and the woods became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.