Chapter 850: The Emperor Loves to Listen to Stories from the Palace (61)
Xiang Xing thought for a while, stared back at the GPS map, and took a look at the surrounding divisions of the southern Xinjiang troops.
Fortunately, the location where she and the first resignation are located is still some distance away from the base camp where the warriors of southern Xinjiang are stationed.
The mother and daughter didn't even live with those soldiers.
Or maybe you feel that the bottom of the canyon is safe and you don't need to protect it.
Thinking about it, the little guy shifted his body.
Suddenly, he turned his little head and looked towards the first resignation.
While blinking his soft eyes, he suppressed his voice and asked quietly in a volume close to breathing, "What should we do now?" ”
“……”
The first word was silent.
But he chuckled faintly, and immediately picked her up again, and with another light effort, she retreated silently and quickly.
In Xiang Xing's face with a question mark, the two of them retreated, but they retreated to a stone wall crawling with glow-in-the-dark vines.
She only felt that the man suddenly let go of herself, and then slowly turned around, raised her hand directly towards the glow-in-the-dark creeper, and flicked it gently.
I saw that a small stone cave that was covered by these vines before, which was not very inconspicuous, but was so dark that it was bottomless, suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
At first glance, he didn't care if there would be any unknown dangers inside, he simply cleaned up the surroundings, then took Xiang Xing's little hand and took her in.
The two of them walked through the darkness.
The man, on the other hand, seemed to be familiar with the place, and even though he couldn't see his fingers around, he could walk smoothly along the path in the cave.
Thinking of this, the little guy couldn't help but blink his soft eyes in the dark.
It seems that this hole, like those springboards going down the canyon, must have been made by his shadow guards......
The two of them walked for about a quarter of an hour.
At that time, Xiang Xing suddenly realized that in the seemingly endless darkness in front of him, there was actually a faint light.
And as the two of them advanced, the light suddenly opened up, and gradually turned into another hole......
The little guy couldn't help but be shocked.
This...... It's time to go outside!
As she expected, it didn't take long for the two of them to come out of this stone tunnel and come to a verdant mountain basin landform.
Xiang Xing couldn't help but sneak a look at the map again.
According to the location of the map, it seems that they have returned to this end of the canyon, back to the territory of Haiqi.
Not far ahead, as far as the eye can see, there is a large-scale, but extremely simple and peaceful village.
The village was populated by a large number of people, but almost all of them were young men and women, and there were no old people or children.
Seeing that she inexplicably put a few question marks in her heart.
At that time, the first word had already taken her to the entrance of the village.
A young man who was sitting on a big rock at the entrance of the village, playing with the little pastoral dog at his feet, was even more surprised and almost rolled off the stone after seeing the two people who came rashly.
“…… Holy Heaven!? ”
The young man screamed, and hurriedly jumped off the big rock, and hurried to the first resignation.
Then he immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed, "The last will see the saint!" ”
…… Weekend!
Hearing this title, Xiang Xing's eyes couldn't help but widen.
Is this young man a little general......
But then again, she also seemed to feel inexplicably that this little general was a little familiar.