After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 995 I Miss The Little Monk

You Jian: "..."

Because of the wind and snow, the journey was a bit slow. When it was dark, we set up tents at will, lit a fire, and rested on the way.

You gradually stood under the tree quietly, her gaze seemed to be out of focus.

After a short period of silence, he suddenly took out the Xun he carried with him and started blowing.

Yin Jiuqing sat by the fire, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "I can't tell, Youjian still has this skill, it sounds nice."

Chong Yang, who was gnawing on the rabbit's leg, looked up, wiped the oil on his face and asked, "My lord, I want to learn a musical instrument recently, what can I do to accentuate my handsome and deep temperament?"

After a pause, he added another sentence: "Do you have any recommendations? Don't make it too difficult. The subordinates are a bit lazy. The simpler the better."

"Heh!" She hummed a syllable coldly, her eyes looked at the front without waves, and the red lips lightly protruded two words, "Muyu."

Chongyang: "..."

Does the son mean to let him go to become a monk?

As if thinking of something, she propped her chin with one hand, and her eyes drifted into the distance, blending into the dark night where she couldn't see her fingers.

She said, "Speaking of wooden fish, I feel a little bit like the little monk, and I don't know how he is doing recently."

Chongyang bit the rabbit's leg fiercely in his hand, and when he heard Yin Jiuqing's words, he replied, "Don't worry, son, as long as you're not around, he'll be fine."

Yin Jiuqing took a deep breath, and suddenly grasped the Wanggui sword at his waist.

Chongyang looked up and said with some resentment: "My lord, don't blame me for speaking straight."

"Hehe." She twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, "Then don't blame me for being serious."

Chongyang swallowed for a moment, then quickly returned to the tent.

Yin Jiuqing glanced at the direction he was leaving with a sullen face, murderous look in his eyes.

Although it was a bit true, she didn't like to hear it.

Coral stayed silently beside the fire, expressing that she was used to Chongyang's non-stop way of dying.

If one day he really committed suicide, she would not be surprised at all.

You gradually put away the xun, and slowly returned to the fire, "You just said you missed the little monk?"

Hearing this, she gave him a contemptuous look, "I said, you are a big man, can you not have so many things, how old are you and you still eavesdrop."

You Jian's eyes darkened slightly, but she was not angry.

During this period of getting along, although he didn't know much about the person in front of him, he also knew that this person's mouth was just like this.

Without saying a word, there is an urge to kill him.

"Are you planning to rely on your mouth to wipe out the bandits?"

As if she didn't understand the sarcasm in his words, she snorted softly, "Have you ever heard of a war of words?"

"No." After uttering two words, he got up and went back to the tent.

There is no intention of staying with her at all. For some people, it is better to communicate less, lest one can't suppress and strangle him to death.

It's not easy to live outside, especially in winter. Early the next morning, Yin Jiuqing got up early.

This is her second trip to Shangdu, but it is more dangerous every time.

However, for her own goal, she can only go forward bravely. In these days, it is not easy to cultivate an army, especially such an elite one.

Just thinking about it, and a little excited.

Royal Palace
The remnant wind swept the howling branches, covering the entire imperial city in a vast expanse of whiteness.

(End of this chapter)