"A Yu Clan woman!" Beside the bonfire, Yu Mu was holding an iron bowl that was even three times bigger than his head, gulping down the soup and swallowing over ten kilograms of fish slices. He then flicked the edge of the bowl with his finger, giving a secret signal that belonged only to him and Feng Xing.
Feng Xing glanced at Yu Mu's chubby finger, which was gently flicking on the edge of the bowl. He was holding an iron bowl, slowly tasting the delicious fish soup, and didn't react to Yu Mu's words at all.
Indeed, this was a Yu Clan woman. She was a non-humankind being with an unknown background. No matter where she came from, no matter whether those clans in the north of Pu Ban City or the armies on her way to Pu Ban City were as stupid as Jurassic beasts, as she was able to sneak into Pu Ban City without anyone noticing, this girl was definitely not as weak as she looked.
Who knew what she was doing in Pu Ban City?
Who knew what she was up to?
According to Yu Mu's idea, it would be best to capture her alive, then let Ji Hao do whatever he wanted.
However, Feng Xing's facial expression didn't change at all, neither did he seem to want to talk. He was just silently drinking the soup and eating the meat. The sparkling bonfire shone on Feng Xing's body, making his long, black shadow sway on the snowy ground, restless, yet as cold as the snow.
The girl was holding an exquisite small jade bowl with both of her hands, sitting very close to the bonfire, sipping the fish soup. From time to time, she raised her head, curiously and vigilantly, quickly glancing at Yu Mu and Feng Xing like a startled deer.
Gradually, she turned her eyes away from Yu Mu, who looked like a giant meatball and looked more and more like a monster. Instead, she fixed her eyes on Feng Xing.
Feng Xing was tall and slim, wearing an ordinary-looking dragon-skin armor that tightly wrapped his body. Through the thin armor, one could clearly see his well-proportioned muscles. He was sitting far away from the bonfire, in the border between the bonfire and the dark sky, like a proud wild wolf, his whole body was filled with a cold and fierce sense of killing.
The girl had seen countless outstanding young men among her peers, but those proud Yu Clan's young men were like tulips that had been living in comfort and comfort, luxurious, graceful, and incomparably beautiful. But, they were all the same, just like every other young man in the world.
The aura released from Feng Xing's body was completely different from those Yu Clan's young men, who came from powerful families. He was proud and independent, cold and powerful, and his scrawny body had been releasing a strong life-force all the time.
The girl even felt that even if Feng Xing only had a finger or a piece of flesh left, as long as he was buried in the fertile soil, a brand new Feng Xing would grow out.
This kind of powerful vitality, this kind of wild and proud aura, made the young girl feel very fresh, very curious.
The young lady's delicate nose twitched. She touched the huge black crystal pendant between her brows and placed it neatly between her brows, covering the pitch-black, deep, and all-devouring black line between her brows.
"The fish soup is delicious … Can I have another bowl?" The girl's face was a little red. She did not dare to raise her head as she muttered in a low voice, "I ate very little … one bowl is enough … but Jin Jiao is also injured, she is also very hungry."
Yu Mu, who had been wolfing down the fish soup, abruptly stopped swallowing. He unhappily put down the large iron bowl, popped out his beady eyes and said with a muffled voice, "I don't have much meat to begin with, and Feng Xing is fighting for my food. I am already pitiful. Little girl, you don't eat much, so I gave you a bowl of fish soup, that's a good thing of mine … But treating an animal to fish soup? "
Feng Xing narrowed his eyes, gulped up the fish soup in the iron bowl, then responded blandly and emotionlessly, "She eats grass. Although she has a horn, a horned horse is still a horse. Although it is so cold that there is no green grass, a few mouthfuls of dry grass can still fill her stomach. "
The unicorn, who stood beside the girl, popped out her eyes and mouth, staring at Feng Xing with a human-like look of disbelief.
A horned horse?
Did he just say she was a horned horse?
Did he want her to eat grass? Eat those black, dirty, withered grasses lying in the snow?
The unicorn's long fur stood straight up one after another. She uneasily swung her injured hoof, then snorted and let out a hot breath.
"Gold Horn!" The girl patted on the unicorn's neck, lowered her eyelids and said with a soft and gentle voice, "I'm sorry, Gold Horn is not a horse. She's a divine beast of light. Hm, I heard that you don't have a strong understanding of the power with the nature of 'light'. You can see her as a divine beast with the nature of the sun. "
Pausing for a second, the girl continued in a low voice, "Gold Horn never eats grass. At home, she only eats the freshest fruits. Occasionally, she will eat some fish and shrimps to change her taste, and she never eats raw food. She … she doesn't eat much either. "
Yu Mu knitted his eyebrows. This wasn't a matter of eating much or not, it was a matter of principle.
Feng Xing should have a half of the delicious food cooked by him with great efforts. After all, the two of them had grown up together and depended on each other for survival.
He couldn't do anything about letting this little girl take a little advantage of him. After all, this little girl was so pretty, and her temper wasn't as annoying as those non-humankind beings. Besides, Feng Xing's attitude towards this little girl was a bit weird, quite different from his usual behavior. Therefore, Yu Mu was generous and generous, and it wasn't a big deal to let this little girl eat and drink some.
But letting an animal share the delicious food cooked by him, Yu Mu!
This had even touched Yu Mu's bottom-line. He would never agree to this!
Yu Mu fiercely stood up, pointed at the unicorn beside the girl, and prepared to say something. But suddenly, both his and Feng Xing's expressions changed.
The enormous pot released a dim stream of light, then flew up along with the pot of soup, hovering around Yu Mu. Tens of fist-sized, dense and solid black spell symbols spurted out from the pot, interweaving into a zhang thick, iron-colored light screen around Yu Mu.
Feng Xing's body flashed across the air and instantly transformed into hundreds of shreds of afterimages, darting out in all directions, as if he had just exploded.
Fierce gusts of wind spurted out from Feng Xing's afterimages, raising the mud and melted the bonfire. Countless fire sparkles mixed with the mud and melted the fire, darting out in all directions. The sparkling fire sparkles shattered the darkness within miles in radius.
With the dim light of the fire sparkles, one could see numerous swiftly approaching dark silhouettes.
When Yu Mu and Feng Xing made their moves simultaneously, oddly shaped longbows appeared in the hands of these dark silhouettes. Gusts of wind spurted out from the bowstrings, releasing a heavy rain of arrows that didn't make even the slightest noise. Wrapped in the breeze, those arrows darted towards the vital body parts of Yu Mu and Feng Xing from all directions like the poisonous fangs of poisonous snakes.
The breeze blew across their faces, bringing along a bone-piercing intent of killing.
Arrows swished across the air, almost blocking all the blind spots within miles in radius.
Hundreds of shreds of Feng Xing's afterimages were hit by those arrows. Along with a slight snort, drops of blood fell from the air, but were shredded by the power of those arrows before falling on the ground.
Gong Gong Wuyou's voice abruptly came from a distance away.
"Eh? How can there be such a beautiful little girl? Be careful, don't hurt even a hair of hers! "
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