Meng Fusheng wanted to make fun of Yang Jian, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the small and fragile figure under the tree.

"Who is she?" Meng Fusheng pointed to the girl and looked puzzled.

The girl squatting under the tree was a little embarrassed. When she saw Meng Fusheng, her face was obviously flustered. She subconsciously looked to Yang Jian, who had saved herself, as if she could be safer.

"I don't know." Yang Jian's serious opening.

Meng Fusheng is not a fool. After spending so many years in Xiaoyao Valley, looking at the girl's embarrassed appearance, he guessed seven or eight. He took a few steps towards the girl. The girl immediately hid behind the tree in a panic, only showing a pair of frightened eyes.

"Don't be afraid, miss. I won't hurt you. Are you desperate, so you escaped to Xiaoyao Valley?" Meng Fusheng said softly.

The girl nodded and looked at Yang Jian from time to time.

Meng Fusheng is clear about it. He estimates which poor person was persecuted. The group killed by Yang Jian is not necessarily the pursuer.

But

However, Meng Fusheng noticed that those who died outside the Xiaoyao valley were dressed in strange clothes. They did not look like a group of mobs. They were dressed in neat armor and wore unique badges.

At present, Meng Fusheng is aware of the abnormality.

"Yang Jian, please stay here for a while. I have to take this little guy back. I have something to tell the queen." Meng Fusheng has a straight face.

Yang Jian didn't say anything. He jumped up the tall tree directly. He was not a human being, neither tired nor hungry. He had no problem staying for ten and a half days.

Meng Fusheng turned to the young girl. "Don't worry, miss. You have arrived at Xiaoyao valley. This is the territory of China. No one will hurt you. But since you have entered here, I need to take you to see our queen to see if she is willing to let you stay."

The girl looked at Meng Fusheng with half confidence, but her eyes changed slightly when she heard the word "Queen".

"Queen?"

Meng Fusheng smiles.

"Yes, the queen of China." The tone and expression were full of pride.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded softly.

Meng Fusheng takes the girl to ride on the horse to get rid of the dust!

I don't know how long I have run, the girl's eyes are no longer endless wilderness, a city appeared in front of her eyes, she was surprised to stare at the new city, eyes full of shock.

Here, it seems different from what they said.

Soon, Meng Fusheng took the girl to see a magnificent city. The girl raised her head at the gate and saw the three big characters on the gate.

"Tianting city."

Meng Fusheng brought the young girl into the city, and everything in the city has refreshed all the young girl's cognition. People's dress here is completely different from what she saw in her daily life. Before the young girl can understand what's going on in the city, Meng Fusheng has stopped, and after getting off the horse cleanly, he has brought the young girl into a pavilion.

The girl was nervous and at a loss. She could only follow Meng Fusheng with her head down, hoping that the legendary "Queen" could take care of her.

But

"Gong Zhengyu, if you throw this pile of junk in front of me again, I will throw you out. Believe it or not!" The fidgety female voice suddenly came into the girl's ear.