"It's snow..."
Murong Yun was a child of the South in her previous life, and she was more than 20 years old but she had never seen such heavy snow.
The snow in the South melts before it even hits the ground...
Therefore, Murong Yun's face was full of fresh delight when she suddenly saw such heavy snow in this world.
"Master, it snowed last night and it is cold in Liao Province. Please wear this."
Luan Yi stepped on the snow covering his toes and handed the white fox fur cloak to Murong Yun. This was specially prepared by Li Yunjin thinking of the coldness before setting off.
In fact, Murong Yun had spiritual energy to protect her body, and she had already been protected from the cold and heat. Especially at this low temperature, the spiritual energy in her body would automatically circulate. However, she did not to disappoint the good intention, so she took it and put it on her body.
After the Luan Guards put away their cloaks and put anti-slip equipment on the hooves of the horned beasts, the group slowed down and continued towards Liao City.
Today was a little different. It was clearly snowing heavily. Murong Yun sat high on the double-horned beast and watched people carrying large and small parcels with their families on the road. They seemed to be fleeing.
"Madam, you are in a hurry, but what happened ahead?"
Murong Yun is curious, so she simply stopped an aunt with her hand and asked.
This lady seemed to be a nimble person. She was carrying a small package behind her, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Because of the cold weather, her lips were blue from the cold.
At this time, it was obvious that she had a good reason. She was riding the legendary two-horned horse only used by nobles, and she didn't dare to raise her head.
It wasn't until she was stopped by this nice female voice and she looked at the plain white jade hands lying in front of her that she dared to look at the person on the high horse.
The owner of this hand is surrounded by white fur that looks extremely precious at first glance. She is tightly wrapped from the top of the head to the body, revealing only a stunningly beautiful face, with a porcelain-white complexion and even the whole person is glowing slightly under the snowy light.
What's even more rare is that such a beautiful woman doesn't look at her with contempt, but with equality, as if she really just wants to ask for questions.
The panic in the aunt's heart because of suddenly being stopped disappeared.
"Here, this young lady, there are some weird people. They look... they don't look like South Chu people. Girl, you should turn around."
"You are so good-looking. Although you are followed by servants... but those people are not easy to deal with. They not only kill people if they disagree with you, and even caught a little girl."
Everyone has a love for beauty. Seeing Murong Yun's beauty and kindness, the aunt kindly reminded her.
She was one of the villagers who fled together, because recently those Pingyun country thieves had invaded, and several villages closer to the border had been looted, so the people in the village discussed it and fled collectively.
Unexpectedly, starting yesterday, she met a group of strange people on the road. They were all strong, and their eyes were fierce. The strong men in the village only took a few glances and were killed.
At this moment, everyone quickly packed up their things and ran away.
She also got separated from her family in the chaos. Now, she doesn't know if they can meet again.
Not like the people of South Chu?
The characteristics Murong Yun described are exactly the characteristics of the people of Pingyun country. Those who make a living by raising animals usually tie their hair in braids for convenience. Over time, their hair will naturally become curly.
"Yes, that's the one who looks like this." After listening to Murong Yun's description, the aunt nodded hurriedly, and then added: "It's really chaotic ahead. I heard that there are bandits, so you'd better not go there."
Seeing that this aunt who had met by chance tried to dissuade her, and her sad and weather-beaten face still showed kindness, Murong Yun also smiled kindly in return and reached out to take down a small pot of the warm liquor from the horse beast.
That small pot was decorated with gold and inlaid with jade. The jug alone was worth a lot. Murong Yun handed the pot of wine to the aunt who was shivering in the heavy snow. With this pot of wine to warm her body, she would not freeze to death.
"Luan Yi, give me some steamed buns."
Murong Yun stuffed the wine bottle into the shivering aunt's arms, and without looking back, gave instructions to Luan Yi behind her.
"Yes, Master."
As soon as Luan Yi got off his horse, he took some steamed buns for the lady and handed them over.
The aunt didn't expect that she would get this precious wine and food after just saying a few words, and she quickly prepared to kneel down and kowtow.
But as soon as her knees tried to bend, they were held by an invisible force, making her unable to kneel down.
"Auntie, you're welcome, hurry up and get on your way."
Murong Yun waved her hand, took back the spiritual energy, tightened the saddle tightly, and let the two-horned horse move its hooves.
"Oh, thank you, lady."
This time, the aunt finally understood that this extremely beautiful girl was actually doing spiritual cultivation. It seemed that she had been overly worried before.
How could anyone come to Liao province with such manpower and ride such a rare horse?
At this time, Murong Yun was thinking about what the aunt said about the few people from the Pingyun Kingdom entering the Liao province territory to capture a little girl.
Obviously, since this group of people would kill defenseless refugees, it would be impossible for them to capture a little girl and take her with them in such an inconvenient way, unless the little girl had some other use.
They even ventured deep into the Liao province area just for this little girl...
The more Murong Yun thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't ignore it, so she drove her horse beast and started running in the snow.
With the speed of the horned beast, which can travel thousands of miles a day, Murong Yun saw the group of people mentioned by the aunt in the tea shed in front of her not long after.
There are about twenty people, all of them are tall, about 1.9 meters tall. Although they are wearing South Chu clothes, their hair is curly, so they are definitely not South Chu people.
Among them, a little girl stood out very conspicuously. After all, among a group of tall and handsome people, this little girl, who was only 1.2 meters tall and was surrounded by people, was still very weird.
Not to mention, with Murong Yun's eyesight, he could clearly see that this little girl looked like a native of South Chu. Even the clothes she wore were not rough linen and coarse cloth, but rather very fine, with delicate embroidery on the cuffs.
This is very strange.
"Master, he is indeed from Pingyun country, and all of them are spiritual practitioners."
Luan Yi reined in his horse beside Murong Yun. There was no expression on his white masked face, but his voice was a little deep.
This made Murong Yun realize that these people from Pingyun Kingdom were not easy to mess with.
It's not easy to mess with. This little girl, at first glance, is probably related to the war at this time. The more the other party values her the more important she must be for the war. The more she wants to intervene and turn her passive stance into an active one.
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