Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

——"Host, if a dynasty's luck is not exhausted, but now there is danger, what will happen?"

"Heroes and talents, who come from our generation, should lead the way with their own bodies and open a clear road ahead."

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Fu Yu went to Beijing to take the exam. He had been walking in this ghost place for almost a day and couldn't get out.

The book boy walking beside him trembled, "Sir, are we going to encounter a ghost hitting the wall?"

Fu Yushu looked at the sky and saw that it was still bright, and said with a cold face: "The sky is clear and the sun is bright. Don't say such things."

"But it will be dark in another half hour at most." The book boy said with a bitter look on his face.

Fu Yushu was also anxious, it was really weird here.

As he continued walking forward, he encountered a young boy standing by a stream. After walking so long, he suddenly saw a living person. Fu Yushu hurried forward.

"This... young master, do you know how to get out of this mountain road." The young boy glanced at him and frowned.

This young master is from Yanwuzhou. As soon as he came down, he was sent a message from the second senior brother Qianli to ask him to take someone to go to Beijing to find the third senior brother.

The voice from that Thousand Miles Telephone Note is still echoing in my mind.

——"Wuzhou, one, all, can't, few, yo."

"You... come here." The boy said in a childish voice.

"Sir, this person is a bit strange, let's be careful."

The book boy didn't want to come forward.

Fu Yushu had a kind face, glanced at his book boy comfortingly, and walked closer.

But he never thought that the young boy suddenly drew his sword, and the sword flashed and cut his arm.

"Why did you hurt our young master!"

Yan Wuzhou struck again with a sword, and the book boy's arm was also slashed with a sword.

"You..." Fu Yushu looked at the wound, looked up at the young man and was about to speak, but suddenly he realized that the sky in front of him was not day, but night. There was a stream in front of him, and he and the book boy were in a river. On top of the cliff, the young boy in front of him was standing on the cliff, putting his sword back into its scabbard with a cold expression.

His green shirt and beautiful eyes were looking at Fu Yushu proudly, and he said in a cold voice: "Are you awake? It's already dark."

"This..." Fu Yushu was surprised and looked at the boy beside him, both of them with confusion in their eyes.

But he quickly reacted and realized that he had met some capable person. He handed over to Yanwuzhou and said, "Thank you for your help!"

Yan Wuzhou waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you to Beijing."

After saying that, he sighed and took the lead in striding down the cliff.

The bookboy glanced at Fu Yushu and saw that Fu Yushu was following the footsteps of the young master. Then he looked back at the dark cliff. The whistling wind made it even more permeable. He quickly turned around and followed him staggeringly.

"What do you call your little benefactor?"

Fu Yushu asked.

Yan Wuzhou rolled his eyes helplessly, "Yan Wuzhou."

The boy who caught up with him whispered to Fu Yushu: "Sir, this little benefactor seems a little impatient."

The words spoken by these mortals could not escape Yan Wuzhou's ears.

Of course he was impatient. This was already the eighteenth person he had saved!

Fu Yushu didn't know what his little benefactor was like, so he laughed awkwardly and followed silently without talking.

Soon I saw a bright light in the forest.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a fire. The point was, there were actually more than a dozen people surrounding the fire? ? ?

They were all dressed as scholars. Judging from their clothes, they were poor or rich. When they saw Yanwuzhou coming, they all stood up and said to Yanwuzhou:

"Emperor!"

"My benefactor is back?"

"My benefactor, this rabbit has just been roasted. It smells delicious. Can you try it, please?"

"My dear friend, I still have wine here."

Yan Wuzhou rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn't understand the joys and sorrows of mortals, he only felt noisy.

"Everyone is here, let's go down the mountain."

The faces of all the scholars were filled with joy.

"Oh, this damn place, we can finally get out."

"Yes, I have been here for three days. If I hadn't been saved by my benefactor, I would have been trapped here to death."

"Then I'm better than brother. I met my benefactor after just one day of traveling around. Where is this new brother? How should I call him?"

"Oh, my name is Fu Yushu."

"..."