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After resting, he had to continue on his way.

Due to their conversation just now, the two of them felt a little sad and didn't say anything along the way.

When dawn nearly arrived, they finally entered the Sirius Mountain's territory. Wen Yi slept for an hour in the carriage, but during the bumpy journey, she was unable to sleep soundly. When she was sleeping, Song Yunqian had studied her for a long time. When she was sleeping, her expression was calm, and looking at her in such a manner, she did not feel disgusted at all.

At the foot of Sirius Mountain, there used to be a village, and at the foot of the mountain, there was also a simple and crude inn for the passersby to rest. However, when the carriage stopped, the carriage driver made a sound of surprise.

Song Yunqian opened the curtain, and it was at the first glimmer of dawn. The grass by the side of the road was covered with dewdrops, and under the light rays of the sun, it seemed to be flowing with brilliance and color.

"Your Royal Highness, it's very strange. The inn has already been demolished." The coachman was surprised as he pointed to an empty space.

Song Yunqian looked over, he had been here before, or to be more accurate, he passed by an inn before.

"She might not be able to continue and failed." Wen Yi was obviously happy, but this way he wouldn't be able to place her at the foot of the mountain.

Song Yunqian knew that it was not that simple. It was probably because of the nearby bandits, and the inn was also being harassed. No one dared to stay, so there was naturally no way for them to continue living.

The coachman asked, "Should we continue forward?"

Song Yunqian frowned: "If we continue onwards, I'm afraid there will be no inns. This village has never accepted outsiders, so we probably won't be able to stay here, fine!"

Wen Yi continued: "I'm afraid it's the will of the heavens, let me follow you up the mountain."

His words were respectful, and did not contain a single trace of arrogance, saving Song Yunqian from his disgust. After thinking for a while, he said to the carriage driver, "Wait for me at the foot of the mountain. At noon, the Yuelin Army will arrive and wait with you at the foot of the mountain. If you do not see me return within two days, you will take the drawing paper and go up the mountain to look for the Spirit Grass."

Hearing that, Wen Yi knew that he had arranged everything properly, and could not help but have a whole new level of respect for him.

The path up the mountain was long and rugged. Carrying a big backpack, Wen Yi followed closely behind. Song Yunqian didn't have the heart to pity the fairer sex. He only walked his own path, and didn't even turn back to look at Wen Yi.

Fortunately, in the modern era, she also climbed a lot, so at the beginning, she didn't find the mountain path difficult to traverse.

There seemed to be a surge of power continuously growing out of her body. After walking for half an hour, she actually didn't even breathe. Song Yunqian was secretly surprised, but he maintained his composure.

Finally, he spoke up. "It's autumn, but the snake is not yet hibernating. You'd better take care of the walkway."

Wen Yi was slightly taken aback. When she understood that there was a trace of concern in his words, she smiled lightly and said: "Rest assured, your highness, I will be careful."

Song Yunqian harrumphed, "This king only asks that you do not cause me any trouble, I can't count on you for the rest." He was already regretting his decision of bringing this burden up the mountain. This was only the beginning, and reaching the peak of Sirius Mountain would take a long time. Who knew what kind of trouble this woman would cause?

Wen Yi carried the big backpack and seemed to be struggling. She herself was secretly surprised, although it was strenuous, but she was not tired at all, after walking for so long in the past, she would have to rest up. It seemed that after dying once, her body had really mutated. She smiled wryly to herself, hoping that she wouldn't become a spider, even though she really liked Spider-Man.

"Wait!" Wen Yi suddenly stopped and called out softly.

Song Yunqian frowned, and turned his head to look at her impatiently, "What's wrong? "I'll only rest after walking a bit longer." He thought she was tired and wanted to rest when he saw the big rock beside his.

Wen Yi listened carefully, then raised her head and asked: "Did the Duke hear any strange sounds?"

Song Yunqian listened for a while, and then said with slight annoyance, "Where's the sound? It's very quiet around here. "

Wen Yi was startled, "Is that so? It's just that I seem to hear some wild beasts calling out to me. "

Song Yunqian snorted: "You heard it? This King can hear you before he even hears you? "

The sky had already brightened up. The sun was heavy as it climbed. The morning glow on the horizon was exceptionally beautiful, like a brocade that had been spread out in all directions. Wen Yi raised her head and looked. She only felt the sunlight piercing his eyes, and it was no longer as warm as it was now. The surroundings were indeed quiet, but there were definitely strange sounds coming from his ears. Could it be that she was tired and had earsplitting sounds coming from his ears? No, she didn't feel tired.

However, none of the people with kung fu heard anything. She must have heard wrong.

She said, "I probably heard wrong!"

Song Yunqian revealed a look of despise, but just as he was about to take a step, his face suddenly froze. After listening carefully, he quickly pulled her and hid in the grass, his eyes having a sharp and cold glint.

The sound became louder and clearer. It was the sound of a dog barking.

Wen Yi was secretly curious, in this desolate mountain and wilderness, there would naturally not be a dog, could it be a wild dog?

Just as she was thinking this, she saw a few thick and strong dogs pouncing out from the mountain road. She looked over and saw that it was actually an exceptionally fierce Tibetan mastiff.

Heavens, how could there be a mastiff here? The Tibetan mastiffs were very aggressive, especially when they thought their territory had been invaded.

Song Yunqian held onto the treasure sword at his waist, his posture was like a nimble leopard, ready to attack at any time.

He subconsciously pushed Wen Yi behind him, and Wen Yi hid behind him, exposing her two eyes to stare at the Tibetan Mastiffs through the bushes. The Tibetan Mastiff was originally walking down the mountain, but it stopped and paced around nearby, and she whispered into his ear, "The dog's nose is very sensitive, it has probably discovered us."

"If anything happens, you're not allowed to go out. Just hide here." Song Yunqian warned in a low voice.

Wen Yi nodded silently. Both of her hands grabbed his back, and she did not dare to move.

Sure enough, the mastiffs had spotted them. They let out a loud cry and pounced towards the bush where they were hiding.

Song Yunqian rose up with his sword, and with a swoosh, he only saw the sword blade under the sunlight give off a cold glow, and then a Tibetan Mastiff's head was stabbed by him, and blood splashed out, dying his entire body. The Tibetan mastiff that he stabbed fell to the ground dead on the spot. His actions did not intimidate the other mastiffs, but instead aroused their cruel personalities. They roared and pounced towards Song Yunqian.

Song Yunqian could have leapt up into the air, but he knew that if he leapt upwards, the mastiff would turn around and attack him, so he did not dare act rashly. He pulled Wen Yi and spun around, thrusting his sword towards one of the mastiffs, but the mastiff's movements were extremely quick and violent, after dodging the attack, it turned around and pounced on him.

Wen Yi was panicking in her heart, she was a doctor that lived in peace, when had she ever seen such a bloodthirsty scene? She was so frightened that her face turned white, and allowed Song Yunqian to drag him. She endured the pain and didn't dare to cry out in alarm. She forced herself to focus.

The Hidden Mastiff's attack had no other moves. It could not be compared to exchanging blows with an expert and could be disregarded. Using such brute force and speed, Song Yunqian did not have the confidence to win.

Seeing their movements, Wen Yi's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he shouted: "Kill the left one, it is a king!"

Capturing the thief and capturing the king, the Tibetan mastiff on the left attacked the most ferociously while the other Tibetan mastiffs coordinated with it.

Song Yunqian had also realized this, and pushed Wen Yi into the grass, both of her feet flying high up into the air, her body shooting out like an arrow released from a bow, with a swoosh, the sword pierced right through the mastiff king eye, his treasured sword was extremely sharp, and the mastiff king died on the spot.

The remaining three Tibetan Mastiffs all stopped their attacks at this moment, and looked at Song Yunqian with their cruel and suspicious gazes. Taking advantage of the moment when the three of them were distracted and fearful, Song Yunqian unleashed his sword techniques and struck towards the remaining Tibetan Mastiffs like an inescapable net.

In a moment, all of the mastiffs were dead.

Although this battle was not considered soul-stirring, it still made Wen Yi tremble in fear.

Song Yunqian wiped off the blood on his sword and sheathed the sword back into its sheath. He turned around and looked at Wen Yi, his gray eyes carrying a trace of astonishment.

Although his tone was full of ridicule, he stretched out his hand, "Get up!"

Wen Yi placed her hands on his palms and when he pulled hard, she stood up and couldn't help but groan due to the pain coming from her left leg.

Song Yunqian looked at her with a frown, "What's wrong? Whipping your ankle? "

Wen Yi moved her ankle and said: "If there's nothing else, you can continue walking."

Song Yunqian looked at her intently, then said indifferently: "We need to leave this place immediately. These fierce mastiffs are not wild, they are raised by humans, if their masters find out that we killed them, it would be very troublesome!"

"Why would anyone raise a dog in such a desolate place?" Wen Yi asked.

"There are bandits nearby!" Song Yunqian took her package, and said coldly: "Let's hurry up, we have to leave this place immediately. You, what are you doing bringing so many things up the mountain?"

"These are all useful things. They can be useful." Although Wen Yi saw that although he spoke coldly, her movements were much gentler. She could not help but feel warmth in her heart and explained in a friendly manner.

Song Yunqian did not speak anymore, and reached out to help her walk. The two of them stood very close to each other, and Song Yunqian could clearly smell the faint fragrance in her clothes and hair. Although his surface was calm, his heart was filled with suspicions. Although the Yang Luoyi he was familiar with was not timid, but he was extremely afraid of blood. He might even faint from blood, but the Yang Luoyi that he was familiar with, although he was a bit panicked, he could still see that it was the Hidden Mastiff King while he was fighting. If he hadn't observed everything in detail, if he wasn't abnormally calm, if he wasn't experienced and knowledgeable, it would be absolutely impossible to tell. Even he needed her to remind him.

Wen Yi was also extremely terrified in her heart. Just now, when she saw his profound gaze, she already knew that he was suspicious. However, if she was allowed to pretend to be a girl from a noble family at this time, then she really wouldn't be able to do so. However, if some inklings were found out, then there would be endless trouble in the future.

His brain once again automatically played the meditation scene from before: That demon was burned to death … Her scalp tingled.

No, he had to think of a way. Just what method did he think of? What happened yesterday to this day, was definitely something that completely overturned Yang Luoyi's past image. No matter what she did, she could not hide what she had done these past two days.