Chapter 550
Many corpses fell here and there at Mu Xiu's feet. After killing these people, he stood on the porch, looked up at the woman on the eaves, and smiled quietly.

The warm winter sun sprinkled his blood-stained robe corners, and the white clothes fluttered, as beautiful as a blooming poppy.Zi Ling glanced back inadvertently, for a moment he was fascinated, forgot his words, and also forgot the enemy who was stabbing up with his sword.

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Zi Ling blinked, and a golden arrow passed through his fluttering black hair and shot at the heart of Jin Lingyu who was flying towards him.And Jin Lingyu's sword also plunged into his shoulder blade all at once, and the two leaping up people lost their center of gravity at the same time and slammed into the ground fiercely.

At this moment, the sun was dazzling, Ziling narrowed his eyes, and suddenly saw the fire burning Tianye, the red clouds rolling, and he was falling like a falling meteor, feeling weightless, like falling into an abyss.

Zi Ling closed his eyes, and suddenly fell into a cold embrace, not the abyss in the illusion.Opening his eyes, he saw a pair of strange but familiar eyes, frightened and desperate, it was the strange Mu Xiu.

Looking at him, Zi Ling didn't say anything, and let him hug her, his eyes flustered and his expression flustered. "Muxiu, did I know you before?" Ziling asked in a very soft voice with pale lips as there was poison on the sword that stabbed her.

However, the person holding her just ordered people to get medicine everywhere in a panic. The scene was so confusing that he didn't seem to hear her voice in time.

Nervous pain all over his body, Zi Ling shrank back, and turned back to his original shape, turning into a snow-white fox, held in his arms.Then, she also lost consciousness, and when she opened her eyes again, it was seven days later.

She was still a fox, her wounds were bandaged with medicine, and she was lying in a warm embrace.As the wind howled, Mu Xiu hugged her with one hand and reined in the horse rope with the other, galloping on a bumpy mountain road.

Zi Ling shook his ears, smelling the unknown cold fragrance on Mu Xiu's body, opened his eyes and looked around from under his arm.I saw that the mountain road was rugged, but he had only one man and one horse, and the mighty envoys of Pinglan Kingdom disappeared.The horse neighed behind the mountain road, and he was followed by a large group of professional killers sent by Jin Yu.

What a pity, Zi Ling sighed in his heart.He retracted his protruding head, found a comfortable position and continued nestling in his arms, waiting for peace.

Thinking back to the past, Ziling reflected on his mistakes in Chuyang's mansion, and was injured in a daze.But speaking of it, at that moment, she had a strong sense of familiarity with Mu Xiu.That feeling is intertwined with hope and despair, choked up for a moment, unspeakable, like a dusty memory thousands of years ago.

But ten thousand years ago, she clearly didn't know any immortals or gods like Mu Xiu.

The search was fruitless, the road was bumpy, and there were still pursuers behind. Ziling shrank back, and soon fell asleep again. It was not until Muxiu finally stopped running at night, and when a fire was lit, she was able to take advantage of the warm light. She opened her eyes faintly, her crystal clear pupils were like fine gems, staring at the man in front of her who was carefully changing her dressing.

Because of the injury and the toxins in her body, Ziling couldn't take human form for the time being, and the biggest disadvantage of Xuehu's body was that she couldn't speak human words, so she could only express her needs with her eyes.

She is so hungry!

Injured and traveling, what she needs most now is to replenish her physical strength, but she just doesn't know if Mu Xiu can understand what she means.

(End of this chapter)

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