Yu'er, who was "fallen" in Mo Hua's hands, was following the kind-hearted little brother who was passing by, and walked towards Qingzhou City step by step.

The sky is dark and the shadows around it are lonely.

The night is covered with the forest.

But after a moment, it became noisy again, and it seemed that there were always monks who were secretly communicating.

Mo Hua's spiritual sense clearly sensed the traces of these people, but he did not know the identities and origins of these monks, so he did not show any sound or expression.

These monks were going out, the closer they were to Qingzhou City, the quieter they became.

It is midnight, and it is twenty miles away from Qingzhou City.

Yu'er left for several hours, her face turned pale and she was very tired, her calf seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move her legs, but she seemed afraid of being abducted again, or she wanted to see her parents earlier, so she would not let them worry, so she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Mo Hua let go of his spiritual sense, looked around, and then touched Yuer's little head:

"Stay for one night nearby, and go to the city tomorrow morning..."

Yuer whispered: "Yuer is not tired..."

Mo Hua said: "It's too late, the city gate may not be opened. Let's have a good sleep first to nourish your spirits."

There are many immortal cities in the cultivation world.

Different state boundaries, different fairy cities, and access controls are somewhat different.

Judging from Mo Hua's previous experience of traveling out, some fairy cities have curfews at night.

Although some do not have one, if there are major changes, they will close the city gate at night, seal the gate with formations, and prohibit cultivators from entering and leaving.

If there is a curfew in Qingzhou City, then the two of them will have to spend the night outside the city gate.

There will be many monks outside the city gate, who will stop outside the city overnight and wait to enter the city early in the morning.

There are many people outside the city, and monks who spend the night are also mixed with fish and dragons. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. To be safe, it is better to avoid it.

It doesn’t matter if ink paintings are, but Yuer is different.

He is a "trafficked" child.

After all, Yu'er was a child and couldn't stand it, so she nodded obediently.

Outside Qingzhou City is a vast mountain forest.

Mo Hua was nearby and found a quiet and safe corner surrounded by mountains and rocks, covered by forests, and pointed his fingers to the ground and drew a warm fire array.

The warm and yellow light shone, dispelling the depression of the night and the coldness of the mountain wind, and also illuminating Yu'er's little face red.

Yu'er's eyes were bright, as if she had forgotten her fatigue. She looked at the ink painting and opened her mouth wide:

"Brother, the formation can still be drawn like this!"

There is no pen or paper. I just clicked my finger and drew the formation on the ground...

He is calm and handsome.

Looks like a master!

He has never seen anyone draw a formation like this.

Yuer looked admiring.

Mo Hua was a little proud and said, "When you grow up, I will teach you how to draw it like this!"

"Uh-huh!"

Yuer nodded repeatedly, looking forward to it.

The night is slightly cold and the mountain wind is flying.

Mo Hua took out a small blanket and put it on Yuer.

Yuer's whole body was wrapped in a blanket, and her small body was much warmer, but then she frowned and secretly looked at Mohua, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.

But Mo Hua saw through his thoughts and smiled and said, "Ele.me?"

Yuer's face turned slightly red and she said softly:

"Um……"

After being abducted and sold, he basically didn't eat anything. After being rescued by Mo Hua, he was busy rushing to the road. At this time, he rested for a while and became warm, and then he felt his stomach growling.

Mo Hua smiled and took out the jerky meat, mountain potatoes, and some mixed wild fruits and dried fruits, and roasted them on the warm fire formation.

The temperature of the fire is soaked in the ingredients.

The fragrance spreads with the warmth.

Yuer seemed to have seen a little cat dried with fish, and couldn't move her eyes.

The two of them were baking on fire while eating barbecue, roasted potatoes, and some dried fruits with wild game.

Yuer had a lot of fun eating.

After eating, Mo Hua took out the fruit brew for Yuer to drink.

The fruit is sweet, mellow and sweet, with a little wine, which dispels the fatigue and hard work that goes along the way.

“Good!”

After Yu'er finished drinking, she also learned to lick her lips by licking her lips.

After the two of them had enough food and drink, they fell asleep around the warm fire array and wrapped themselves in blankets.

Although Mo Hua is "sleeping", it is actually drawing formations in the sea of ​​consciousness, and at the same time, the spiritual consciousness is vigilant to prevent encountering monsters or other monks with ill intentions.

After a moment, Mo Hua was stunned.

He found Yuer's small body curled up.

Mo Hua opened her eyes and saw Yu'er's eyes closed and her little face was pale. She seemed to have seen something terrible in her dream. She was frightened and scared. Two tears were flowing out of her cheeks, pitiful and helpless, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Mo Hua sighed.

"Yuer..."

Mo Hua called out softly, and this sound brought some divine power and reached Yu'er's ears.

Yuer slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were blurred with tears.

Mo Hua waved to him and said warmly: "It's cold, come here."

Yu'er hesitated for a while, wiped her tears, wrapped her blanket, and ran to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua divided part of her blanket, wrapped Yu'er around, and then touched his head, "Don't think too much, you can see your parents at dawn..."

"Yeah." Yuer pointed her little head.

"Go to sleep..."

The sound of ink painting is very light, but gentle and firm.

Yuer's heart, which was only worried and scared, gradually calmed down, and her body no longer shivered from fear.

The blanket is much warmer too.

Yuer secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He secretly looked up and looked at Mo Hua. Seeing Mo Hua closed his eyes and rested, he didn't notice him, so he secretly approached Mo Hua.

There is a clear and peaceful atmosphere on the ink painting.

Yuer was satisfied and gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This time he slept soundly.

There are no memories of fear and fear in the dream.

There is no greedy and ugly face of adults.

The heart is not stinged by the malice of the world.

No fear and despair.

No...

Those that appear occasionally in dreams since they remember...

In the wilderness, living people are sacrificed, flesh and blood are used as bait, and straw dogs are filled with pure evil thoughts, bloody and cruel, bizarre, and nightmare that nourishes the evils in the world...

...

A quiet night.

Yuer had a good night's sleep.

As soon as the next day dawn, Mo Hua took Yuer to Qingzhou City.

Outside Qingzhou City, there is a commander of the Daoting Office inspector.

Mo Hua was about to enter the city, but she was stopped.

The main reason is that he is too young, with a child, even younger than him, and among the crowd of monks, it looks very strange.
To be continued...