C120

In the afternoon, Mu Tu and Yue Shan, who had helped to drive away the numerous obscene monks of the Joy Sect, finally obtained their trust.

"Danzeng Taibai, I actually know about him. Back then, he came from the Central Plains and helped my Abba chase away a snow wolf attack, but my savior stayed at my house for two more days and handed me some punches and kicks over. It's a pity that I'm not very talented, so he finally sighed and said goodbye to us and left." Duo Ji drank a mouthful of tea, and looked at Xiong Zifeng who had a yellowish complexion with an embarrassed look in his eyes, and said.

"Black Tiger Cliff? "Where is this place?" Mu Tu asked as he took out the map that his master had drawn. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the mark of this place.

Hearing Ah Pa let out a sigh of relief, Wu Zhuoma, who was in Dun Zhu's embrace, stood up and stumbled towards her own small tent, saying that she was going to prepare some luggage.

"Slow down, don't fall," Dun Zhu carefully warned.

"Uncle Duoji, Zhuo Ma's leg is still injured, so it's not convenient for her to walk on the snowy road. How about you give me a direction and we'll go find her ourselves?" Although Mu Tu hoped to have someone to lead the way, that little girl wasn't even walking steadily, how could she do it?

"It's fine, it's normal for girls in the mountains to sprint to their feet. Besides, Duoji has pointed the way for you. If no one leads you all the way, you won't even be able to find a place to rest, it's cold in the mountains at night!" Let Zuma accompany you! " Dun Zhu tried her best to promote his daughter. If she really married and went to the Central Plains, then she wouldn't have to stay in this poor place to suffer.

Duo Ji helplessly looked at his wife, then took down two peeled and dried wolf skins from the outside and gave them to Mu Tu and Xiong Zifeng, "The night is very cold inside the mountain, even if Zhuo Ma brought you guys to the cave where we used to rest, he would need to cover you with some things to prevent you from catching a cold."

"He doesn't want it. I want it, I'll bring it for Xiao Zhuoma, thank you Uncle Duoji." Xiong Zifeng accepted it, then rushed out of the tent while carrying the small bag on his back, he looked at Mu Tu with hope.

White Cloud was lazily lying in mid air in a daze, the sunlight was perfect for a long journey. Wu Zhuoma waved at Duo Ji and Dun Zhu, then jumped to the front and led Mu Tu and towards the direction of Black Tiger Cliff.

Xiong Zifeng walked at the very back with the gifts that Duo Ji had prepared for Danzeng Taibai and Wu Zhuoma's luggage. Mu Tu, on the other hand, had to carefully protect Zhuo Ma under his orders, so that the little girl wouldn't fall and break from the impact.

After leaving the line of sight of Duoji and Dun Zhu, the three of them walked for quite a while longer before finally circling to the back of the Ku Mountain.

This was the path that separated the mountains from the other mountains. Both sides of the path were covered with pure white snow, and only a faint light illuminated the winding path.

If someone were to shout loudly at this time, what was over on the other side of the mountain, it was very likely that someone would hear the voice from the ancient times and return with a single word: mountain. It was very likely to be followed by a series of chain reactions, such as the most terrifying natural disaster, the avalanche.

He might have been sneering in the beginning, but the avalanche was no joke.

Zhuo Ma told Mu Tu and Xiong Zifeng in a low voice that they must not speak loudly here and must be careful when walking, in order to avoid falling down where they had stepped into the pit.

Seeing that it was getting late, and they were still quite a distance from the nearest resting place, Xiong Zifeng watched the bashful Wu Zhuoma from the back, and said to Mu Tu: "Brother Mu, carry Zhuo Ma and go! "It's getting dark and her legs are not agile. We need to find a place to rest and wait for tomorrow to continue our journey."

Xiao Zhuoma's cheeks instantly flushed red, she looked at Mu Tu shyly, her eyes filled with hope. Her small body was extremely thin, after walking for so long, she had long been exhausted.

Mu Tu looked at the trembling Zhuo Ma and then turned around to look at the big and big bags of Xiong Zifeng. He could only take a step forward and kneel down, "Alright".

A fragrant wind blew past, and Xiao Zhuoma obediently laid onto Mu Tu's body. A bit of jet-black hair slipped down from Mu Tu's shoulders, and smelling the faint smell of the soap and horns on his body, his small face flushed red from embarrassment. He stuttered: "Walk forward for an incense stick of time, and you will be able to see the resting cave."