Yuyan Mountain is very close to Mucheng, that is, to the north of Changling.
There are only two people, Yao Shu and Qiao Sang.
It is easy to travel in a hurry, but there are three or four women behind.
Mu Beirong is not in good health, and the distance is It can only get bigger and bigger.
The most difficult one among them was probably Xiao Xianrou.
Mu Beirong made Yao Shu angry and couldn't catch anyone, so he could only rely on Xiao Xianrou to convey the news.
Yao Shu was dressed in dark red men's clothing, with her dark hair tied up in a neat bun on top of her head and covered with a delicate white jade crown.
She had a dashing temperament, but unfortunately her skin was too fair and her eyes were sharp, so it was easy to tell that she was a girl.
Fortunately, Yao Shu didn't care, it was just for convenience.
Qiao Sang took the two horses to feed them water, while Yao Shu sat by the big tree, looking at the little fresh meat approaching from a distance, and smiled slightly.
The little fresh meat was now familiar with Yao Shu.
He lowered himself down parallel to her and let Yao Shu caress its majestic feathers.
Yao Shu took out the prepared dried meat from the bag, fed it a few pieces, and then untied the cloth. .
Mu Beirong's vigorous handwriting is very beautiful: Yao'er, wait for me in Mucheng, I miss you.
Just a few words, Yao Shu could not get enough of them no matter how many times she read them.
It was as if he was right in front of her, as if she could hear his deep magnetic voice.
She was like a young girl in love, looking at those two words "Miss you", My heart is pounding, it's so sweet that I can't control myself.
After staring for a few minutes, Yao Shu put away the cloth, took out the paper and pen she had prepared, thought for a while, lowered her head and wrote a reply.
Seeing the little fresh meat fly away, Yao Shu patted her clothes and stood up: "Qiao Sang, are you okay?"
"Okay."
Qiao Sang still had a piece of grass in his mouth, and said a little carelessly: "Young mistress, can you bear to travel in such a hurry?"
"I'm not that pretentious."
Yao Shu glanced at him: "By the way, it is said that Ziyi is a master who can defeat a hundred with one.
As Ziyi's boss, you should be very accomplished."
"Ashamed, ashamed."
Qiao Sang smiled coquettishly: "I'm good compared to ordinary people, but when the young master was at his peak, he couldn't get past a hundred moves under the young master."
More than one person had heard about Mu Beirong's skills, but it was a pity that she didn't have the opportunity to see it.
Yao Shu looked at the wide riverside: "Maybe I'm not qualified to compete, so you can teach me how to do it."
Although her skills have improved a lot now, she is still not as good as these martial arts masters.
It would be a shame to waste it with someone with strong martial arts skills by her side.
Qiao Sang raised his head and said, "I'm not in a hurry anymore."
"No delay."
Yao Shu took out the sword from the saddle: "The Blood Love Flower won't bloom for a while, and you have to wait even if you arrive early."
Qiao Sang shrugged.
He naturally listened to Yao Shu: "Do you need to let the water go?"
In the past few days, Qiao Sang had become familiar with Yao Shu, and he spoke much more casually.
He had never been involved in officialdom, and had a free and uninhibited temperament, which made him feel more at ease than Su Jiu.
Yao Shu didn't mind.
She swung her sword a few times and said after she got it right, "Don't underestimate me."
Qiao Sang originally attacked her with a tentative attitude, but found that he had underestimated her.
Even if he tried his best to defeat her, it was not difficult, but in the competition, he could not win within a hundred moves.
What made him even more curious was that her moves were concise and effective, and her movements were fast and accurate.
He had never seen this style of fighting before.
Qiao Sang began to get serious, and began to ponder every move of Yao Shu.
In the end, he found that it was so interesting and strange, as if he had just seen something new, and he was full of exploration.
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The exchange of moves between the two lasted for half an hour.
Yao Shu couldn't resist anymore, took a step back, panted slightly and said, "Sure enough, he is a master."
Qiao Sang's eyes were bright: "Who did the young mistress learn her kung fu from?"
"Nianmeng."
Yao Shu took out a handkerchief and wiped her forehead: "I can even fight to a draw with Nianmeng, but it seems that it is still far from enough."
"Isn't it true that you only learned it for a few months?"
Qiao Sang said in a high-pitched voice, "You really learned this from Nian Meng, but this is not her move."
Of course, he is not just starting out, but the fact cannot be said.
Yao Shu can only make a fuss: "Maybe I have been exercising since I was a child, and my physique is better."
Qiao Sang gave a thumbs up in admiration, which really made him more and more impressed.
Looking at her horizontally and vertically, she didn't look like a princess.
No, it should be said that a real princess was much inferior to her.
Qiao Sang put away his sword and glanced at Yao Shu inadvertently.
Her face was flushed with fatigue, and her face was rosy.
She was particularly beautiful.
The men's clothes could not hide her beautiful appearance, but instead showed a bit of heroic beauty.
He has never seen such a charm in other women.
It would be difficult for such a woman not to attract the attention of men.
No wonder, no wonder that the cold and hard young master was so special to her.
I am afraid that this is the only one who can surrender to the young master.
Yao Shu took a rest and felt that her bun was a little loose.
She untied her crown and her waist-length black hair fell all over her back.
Qiao Sang was fascinated by the sight.
"Help me wear the crown."
Yao Shu held her hair in her bun with her hands, unable to get the crown again.
Qiao Sang came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the hair crown, and carefully put it on her hair.
Her long hair was very smooth.
Although it was only in his hands for a moment, it made his heart palpitate.
He quickly helped her with the crown, then took back his hand and said, "Okay."
Yao Shu clapped her hands and said, "Thank you."
Looking at the sky, it was already noon: "Let's eat something before we go on our way.
There are probably no inns nearby."
Qiao Sang nodded and picked up the things: "Okay, I'll go hunt some rabbits."
Yao Shu picked up some firewood around and had nothing to do.
She looked around and suddenly looked at the creek.
The water was very clear and she could see to the bottom at a glance.
The weather was not freezing now and she could vaguely see.
Several fish swam out from the cracks in the rocks.
Yao Shu pondered for a moment, put her robe on her belt, rolled up her trousers to her knees, picked up her sword and stepped into the stream to fish.
Although fish are very flexible, it is a piece of cake for Yao Shu.
She is very accurate.
When she went on missions in her previous life, she often caught fish outside.
Unfortunately, the weather was getting colder and there were too few fish in the water.
I only caught three for several minutes.
After looking at her harvest, she saw that it was probably enough to eat.
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Yao Shu walked to the stream, sat on a big rock and washed her feet.
She dried the water on her calves and feet with a towel, put on her shoes, and planned to light a fire to grill the fish first.
After lighting the fire, Yao Shu went to find the branch through which the fish was pierced.
After taking two steps, she suddenly saw Qiao Sang leaning against a tree and holding a rabbit in his hand.
She didn't know what she was thinking.
"What are you doing, Qiao Sang?"
Yao Shu shouted.
Qiao Sang came back to his senses and smiled coquettishly: "Nothing, I'll deal with the rabbit first."
Yao Shu didn't doubt that he was there and continued to catch her fish, but she didn't know how troubled Qiao Sang was at the moment.
It was too bad.
He found that his heart was no longer under his control.
All I could think about was her calves as tender as white lotus roots, and her delicate and small feet mechanically peeling off the rabbit's fur with one knife after another, and my heart was in a state of confusion.
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