Chapter 619

It was another night of camping and rest. Murong Ling sat in front of the fire and meditated. Until the strong smell of barbecue gradually came, she could not help but open her eyes and watched the golden barbecue on the barbecue rack, which aroused her appetite again.

It didn't make her wait long. The barbecue slices were soon presented by the silent bodyguard. Along with the barbecue, there were all kinds of fresh fruits. They were sweet and sour, which could be used to touch the taste of the barbecue.

Such a delicate and intimate arrangement, all the way.

The flavor of spices and barbecue blend harmoniously. Murong Ling's mouth and teeth are fragrant. She doesn't know whether it's the illusion of satiety or the strength of the food to supplement her body. Every time she eats the barbecue, she can feel a slight improvement in her body, because she doesn't refuse to be fed by the guards, and even the same barbecue is not tired, After all, it's delicious enough.

Every time when she was full, Murong Ling was in the best mood. At this time, she leaned lazily against the tree and asked softly, "I always forgot to ask, what's your name?"

The black bodyguard cut the meat slightly. Her dark and gloomy eyes reflected her figure with a complicated look. "Madam, you can call her subordinate Bai Wen."

Bai Wen?

Murong Ling felt that the name was strange, but she didn't care too much. She focused on his barbecue again. "Do you people in the Jianghu have to sleep in the open frequently?"

This is the reason why she can think that the other party will have excellent barbecue technology.

She said only half of what she said, but the other side magically understood what she meant. His plain face suddenly showed a look of tender nostalgia, "I didn't know how to barbecue, but my wife likes to eat. In order to make her eat delicious barbecue, I practiced in private, and now I'm finally skilled, but... "

The tenderness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by the pain and guilt of forbearance. The whole person seemed to be covered by sadness, and the breath of deep depression slowly spread. Just watching it made people feel heavy.

Nothing pleasant would have happened between him and his wife.

The smile on Murong Ling's face gradually disappeared, and she couldn't help thinking of Li cangmin. His barbecue technique is really rotten. Even the best roasted rabbit, the final result is just a piece of coke. At the beginning, he went deep into the forest to find her and ate the roasted rabbit for seven days! Later, he ate Mingxiu's barbecue in Yunwu Mountain, and took away the barbecue seasoning

She just showed a smile, and seemed to think of something to restrain the smile clean, dark and clear black eyes involuntarily infected with indifference and irony, like a hedgehog with thorns.

"Your barbecue, ma'am."

Bai Wen didn't know when to restrain his emotion. He put a plate of barbecue on the ground again. Murong Ling mechanically put the barbecue into her mouth. Later, she realized that the taste of barbecue was very familiar.

She couldn't help but ask, "what kind of perfume do you use?"

Bai Wen's thick and slender eyelashes blinked quickly. "It's the perfume from Yunqing country. It's said that it's the exclusive formula of the royal family. Madam, what's wrong?"

No wonder.

Murong Ling faintly smile, "once before."

Bai Wen took a look at her, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly fell silent. Murong Ling had no desire to speak, and began to close her eyes to the tree trunk. But the next moment, she immediately opened her eyes, summoned the wood spirit whip in her hand, and looked alertly in a certain direction.

Bai Wen seemed to find the danger earlier than she did. Seeing her vigilance, she quickly comforted her, "madam, you don't have to panic. You're just an ordinary martial arts person in the Jianghu."

With the approaching of the footsteps, the people in the dark finally show their true faces. If they are, as Bai Wen said, they are a group of ordinary martial arts. Ten of them are about the strength of the ninth floor after tomorrow. Each of them is a sword on his waist. They are elegant and elegant. They don't look like rough and reckless people in the Jianghu, but they look like the children of an extraordinary family.

When they saw Murong Ling and Bai Wen, their faces were full of subtle surprise, especially the eyes that fell on Murong Ling. With examination and textual research, they didn't know what they saw.

Remembering the sword marks in ye Zhentian's palace, Murong lingcai's relaxed heart is on guard again. Are these people spies of the hidden world forces sneaking into Dazhou?

When the two sides looked at each other, Bai Wen quickly stepped in front of Murong Ling, frowned unhappily, and obviously showed an unwelcome attitude.

The man in white, the leader, came forward to apologize, "I'm going to disturb the purity of the two elders with my younger martial brothers. Please forgive me."

Bai Wen did not accept each other's apology, coldly said, "please leave immediately."

More than half of the people in white were offended and even disdained for Bai Wen's words. It seems that the person standing in front of them is not a rare congenital expert in the world, but an ordinary person. It can be seen from this that these people in white are not small. They can at least distinguish her from Bai Wen - at least in the eyes of ordinary people, they can't distinguish her from Bai Wen at all.Now the situation is that the group of people in white did not take Bai Wen seriously. They just happened to look at Murong Ling with the same caution and respect.

"Master, we have no malice. We just want to ask you for some information. We'll leave after asking. We won't disturb your rest."

Murong Ling was intrigued and gave up her plan to drive people away. She waved Bai Wen back. Then she looked at the man in white with great interest and asked in a determined voice, "do you know I'm a monk?"

Because she was worried about the enemy hiding in the dark, Murong Ling changed into Huo Feng's appearance and cultivation after she came out of Weicheng. She didn't look different from the congenital experts.

The man in white looked down slightly. "Yes, we have a lot of friars and inborn warriors who can recognize the difference."

Murong Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and she flashed the color of vigilance and vigilance. But she managed her emotions very well. She had a gentle smile on her face, and she didn't see any abnormality. Even her voice was just right curious. "So, come on, what do you want to know?"

Seeing that she was so talkative, the man in white relaxed a little. He quickly took out a picture from his sleeve, unfolded it carefully, and asked expectantly, "have you ever seen this man? Her surname is Murong, and she is a young monk of Zhuyuan. "

Bonfire in the dark clouds of the night, flashing yellow light, white hands of the painting in the reflection of the fire, Yingying light, no, it should be said that the beauty of the painting in bloom in the light of coquettish arrogance, such a beautiful face, see people will never forget.

The people in white thought that they were amazed by the beauty in the painting, but they were not surprised. Instead, they asked patiently, "excuse me, have you ever seen this man?"

How can I not?

Every day she looked in the mirror and saw the picture on the scroll! Although fine brushwork painting is not as realistic as oil painting, who is it?

These people are really spies from the hidden world!

Murong Ling took her eyes back from the painting, and her long eyelashes covered her killing and disgust. She said faintly, "No."

The man in white didn't notice the change of her attitude. He sighed with regret. He carefully put the picture into his sleeve and then said, "what a nuisance, please don't blame me. A little respect. I'd like to invite you to join me. "

With that, he took out a porcelain vase from his pocket and handed it to Murong Ling. Murong Ling smelled the familiar smell. She couldn't help picking her eyebrows. It was actually a bottle of inferior tonic pill. Although she is not short of buyuandan, but for them, it has been a rare generous hand.

Murong Ling naturally did not look at a bottle of Xiapin Buyuan pill. She looked away faintly. "You can't get paid for your reactive power. Let's go."

The man in white, who was reluctant to give up because of his generous hand, was surprised to hear Murong Ling's refusal. Is there anyone who doesn't want to make up Yuandan these days? If it's a famous monk, it's just that. In the mortal world where yuan power is scarce, a piece of inferior tonic yuan Dan is worth months of hard work. How could anyone refuse such a great benefit?

This monk, don't you know Buyuan pill?

The man in white, the leader, obviously thought the same. He added, "master, this is buyuandan. You can..."

"I know." Murong Ling impatiently interrupted him, "I don't need to, you go."

Bai Wen stood up very dutifully and looked at them coldly. There was a kind of posture that they would pull out their swords when they were noisy. He was cold and frightening. Although the people in white think highly of themselves, the gap between their strength is in front of them, so they have to be filled with surprise and discontent and leave with each other.

"Why not kill them?" Bai Wen looks at her and asks.

Murong Ling stood up with the tree trunk. "It's no use killing them. After they die, there will be a steady stream of spies coming back to Dazhou. I'm not in the mood to spend time with them."

Although she would like to leave Dazhou immediately, if there is no accident, she will have to stay here for a while. After all, the spirit of an Xiaoyu is still in ye Zhentian's magic flag. She will save her spirit and let her escape.

She had been tortured before she died and should not be restless after she died.

Looking at the sadness on her face, Bai Wen suddenly lowered his eyelashes, and his thin lip was bitten with a bloodstain.

Murong Ling didn't pay attention to his abnormality. After suppressing the untimely sadness, she quietly caught up with the group of people in white who left, and unconsciously set up a psychedelic array. If nothing happens, these people will have to turn around for a month.

When they came out, she must have arranged everything. Without Murong Ling's big Zhou, what else could they bring out?