Chapter 1811

Mo Chuan's back is straight, his steps are very big, and he is walking towards the West. Obviously, he has a destination. He is no longer in a daze before.

Mo Chuan did not speak, chasing the wind did not dare to speak. The two men ran in silence all the way, from the sun to the sunset, from the moon to the dark. All day and night, mochuan did not stop, nor did he eat or drink a mouthful.

Chasing the wind was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and his voice was almost smoking, but he didn't say a word.

He is just a guard, but the master is the emperor. The master has not said that he is thirsty and hungry. What is his qualification to complain?

So he clenched his teeth, followed closely, and his eyes were staring at Mo Chuan's back.

He knew that the master must be very hurt in his heart, and when he got to the extreme, he would not feel the pain of his body. However, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he is just a mortal. He can't eat or drink like a fairy. If he goes on like this, he will not be able to bear it.

As soon as his eyes swept, he saw several tall jujube trees growing on the roadside. The jujube trees hung on the branches like red agate, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

He sprang up, jumped up the tree, picked dozens of dates in one breath, wrapped them in his clothes, jumped down and ran to the side of mochuan.

"Master, I've picked some dates. You can eat a few of them. At least you can quench your thirst and satisfy your hunger."

Mo Chuan head did not return to the tunnel: "I am not hungry, nor thirsty, you eat it yourself."

"Master..." Chase the wind also want to say, finally closed his mouth.

He knew that Mo Chuan had always said the same thing. He sighed and put down his skirt. Those red dates rolled on the ground. He did not look at it and continued to follow him.

He has now seen that mochuan took him all the way to the west, clearly on the way back to the emperor's capital. He can't help but wonder whether the emperor doesn't look for the empress and continues to look for the whereabouts of the empress?

Or the female corpse that he buried was the empress. The emperor knew that the empress was dead, so he gave up searching?

He did not dare to ask.

"Chasing the wind, you must think that the female corpse is Ning'er, isn't it?"

Mo Chuan suddenly opened his mouth, chasing the wind scared a jump, busy way: "subordinate dare not."

"In fact, when I first saw the female corpse, I thought she was Ning'er." Mo Chuan voice quietly said, he did not look back, also did not stop.

Chasing the wind did not speak. He knew that the master was holding his heart to the extreme, so if he wanted to find a pair of good ears to listen, he would be a listener.

"But later, I saw the snow silk clothing and the peacock open the screen, but I was relieved to know that the female corpse would never be her!" Mo Chuan said again.

Chase the wind very want to ask why, moved lips still did not say a word.

"You must want to ask me why," Mo Chuan asked for him. He looked forward and slowly said, "intuition tells me that the female corpse will never be her. Ning'er is smart and alert. How can she be killed easily? How could she drown in the river? If she is really in danger, she must have a way to save her life. The peacock's open screen and the snow silk clothing are her life-saving weapons. If it is an ordinary person who wants to harm her, with Ning'er's intelligence, these two things are enough for her to protect herself. If she is a master of martial arts, she will not be unaware of the benefits of these two things. How can they be left on her? "

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