Nangong Chu finally selected thirty people.

So, they formed a team of more than 300 people, and set off tomorrow morning.

When checking the troops in the evening, Gu Yunxi discovered something was wrong.

“Who are those people? They don’t look like locals from southern Xinjiang.” At the back of the team, there was a group of people with strange looks.

Nangong Chu said: "The Jianghu people I found outside yesterday."

"People from the underworld?" Gu Yunxi narrowed her eyes, walked up to those people, and looked at them one by one.

However, no one lowered their heads to avoid her gaze; they all stared at her.

Finally, Gu Yunxi stopped in front of one of them: "You are..."

"His name is Ya Nu, and he can't speak." Nangong Chu was afraid that her question would make Ya Nu feel uncomfortable, so she hurried over to explain, "He...his throat was injured, and...his face is covered with wounds."

However, Gu Yunxi always felt that this mute slave gave her a very special feeling, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and lift the hood of the cloak on the mute slave's head.

However, the mute slave did not resist. In fact, it seemed that she did not care about her attitude at all.

Nangong Chu said anxiously: "His face...Xier!"

He shook his head.

The mute slave's face was very scary. Not only were there knife wounds, but also because he had been poisoned in the past, the skin on his face had rotted away. Now that it had healed, shocking scars were left.

Such a face could easily scare children and girls, so the mute slave always wore a cloak and covered his face with the hood of the cloak.

If you put on a scarf, you can't see anything.

Gu Yunxi didn't know what she was thinking and stared straight into the mute slave's eyes.

These eyes are very strange.

It is said that eyes are the windows to a person's soul. Appearance can be decorated, but eyes cannot.

Mu Qinian finally pulled her away, and whispered in a place where no one could hear, "This man's eyes seem to be injured, and the skin on his face is also very scary, but Ah Chu said that he is extremely strong and a talented person."

So, it was somewhat impolite for her to keep studying others like this.

Gu Yunxi knew that her behavior was very impolite and hurt other people's self-esteem.

But she didn't know what happened just now. When she saw the mute slave, she suddenly wanted to go over and see him.

"You don't think she's someone you know in disguise, do you?" Mu Qinian sighed and said helplessly, "At first, I thought so too."

"You too?" Gu Yunxi was shocked.

"The feeling that the mute slave gives me is very similar to that guy."

He didn't even say who it was, but Gu Yunxi's heart began to beat harder.

"But, Xier, the scar on his face is real. I checked it. I can swear. Do you want to check it yourself?"

The scars are real, he said.

Gu Yunxi didn’t know what she was thinking, she just felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance on the mute slave's body, the smell of healing medicine.

"He was injured..."

"I checked it out for him. It's just superficial injuries. Only the wound on the shoulder is particularly deep, but it's not serious. It won't kill him."

"Shall I go and see him?"

"He probably won't be willing to let you see it." Mu Qinian shook his head. "When Ah Chu brought him back, he came to me first. I treated his wounds and I know his condition. He has wounds all over his body. I heard that he was a bounty hunter in the past."

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