Taoist Qingfeng looked angry and said, "You little thief, you are still quibbling."

Taoist Master Mingyue also said, "If you don't tell the truth, don't blame us for being merciless."

Tuoba Yu wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his hands, and a trace of stubbornness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

She looked at the two Taoist priests and said loudly: "I really didn't lie to you. I really don't know who I am and where I came from."

Taoist Qingfeng and Taoist Mingyue looked at each other, and they were still a little suspicious, but when they saw Tuoba Yu's embarrassed and serious appearance, they were also a little shaken.

Taoist Master Qingfeng frowned, his tone eased a little, and said, "Then why did you come to Kunlun Mountain? Why did you attack Taoist boy?"

Tuoba Yu leaned against the horse, panting, and replied, "I rode around on the horse and arrived here unknowingly. The Taoist boys asked me to leave without saying a word. I just made a few words of excuses, and they took action, and I fought back."

Taoist Master Mingyue stroked his beard, thought for a while and said, "No matter what, you hurt my Taoist boy in Kunlun Mountain, so you can't just forget it."

Tuoba Yu's heart tightened. She bit her lip and thought to herself: "Do they still want to make things difficult for me? But I am seriously injured now and I am powerless to resist."

Her face showed a look of pain and despair, and she said, "What do you want?"

Taoist Master Qingfeng pondered: "You follow us up the mountain and recover from the Taoist temple. At the same time, let us investigate your origin."

Tuoba Yu nodded helplessly. She knew that she had no other choice now, so she could only follow their arrangements temporarily.

After Tuoba Yu agreed to the request to go up the mountain, Master Qingfeng's brows frowned even tighter. He narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of suspicion.

"How did you promise so simply? Could it be that you have other intentions or that you have any unspeakable purpose to get close to Kunlun Mountain?"

Tuoba Yu said loudly: "You were just going to keep me, why do you say such things again now? I don't want to be wronged by you."

Angry light flashed in her eyes and continued, "I'm worried about having no money to eat. Wouldn't it be better for me to take me in the mountains? I just want to have a place to rest, which can help me recover from my wounds and eat a lot, and there are no traces of the winding things you think of."

Tuoba Yu dragged his tired and hurt body and walked straight up the mountain.

Her back seemed a little stubborn on the trail in the mountains.

Taoist Qingfeng and Taoist Mingyue stood there, quietly watching her back gradually fading away.

Master Qingfeng stroked his beard and his slightly frown gradually stretched out, thinking to himself: "With her appearance now, she really can't make any storms."

Taoist Master Mingyue also nodded slightly and said, "She is seriously injured. I don't dare to act rashly on this mountain. But I still have to pay more attention."

The two Taoist priests were talking in a low voice while walking slowly behind Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu walked in front and muttered: "It's really troublesome, but it's better than wandering outside."

Her eyes scanned the surrounding scenery, and she was also full of curiosity about Kunlun Mountain.

The night is as deep as thick ink.

Xi Yu sat quietly at the desk, and the candlelight cast swaying light and shadow on his face.

He rubbed his tired forehead and remembered those nightmares again. Those gloomy and terrifying and entangled nightmares made him exhausted.

He prayed silently in his heart: "Don't have nightmares again today, otherwise I really can't stand it."

His eyes were filled with a desire for peace, a kind of expectation from the bottom of his heart to get rid of the torture of nightmares.

However, in the deepest part of his heart, there was another voice. How he wished he could have a dream, a dream that could dream of Tuoba Yu.

He leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes gradually becoming softer and with a hint of sadness.

He whispered in his heart: "Tuoba Yu, where are you? How much I want to see you in my dream."

His fingers unconsciously tapped the tabletop, as if this could convey the longing in his heart.

He was deeply entangled. On the one hand, he was afraid of the nightmare's re-invasion, and on the other hand, he was full of expectations for the dream about Tuoba Yu.

These two emotions kept intertwining and colliding in his heart, making his heart feel like he was entangled in chaos.

In the simple inn, Zhao Yun and others and Cha Chatu temporarily live here. At this time, they are not far from Youzhou.

Along the way, Chachatu was unexpectedly honest and showed no sign of trying to escape.

However, Zhao Yun did not relax at all.

He paced back and forth in the inn room, thinking to himself: "Although this picture seems honest now, we must not take it lightly."

Zhao Yun ordered his subordinates with a serious expression: "Strengthen the guards and be sure to keep an eye on Chachatu. His current silence may be just a manifestation. Once we relax our vigilance, he will likely take the opportunity to escape."

The subordinates responded in unison: "Yes, General."

They quickly set up posts in various key locations of the inn, and their vigilant eyes stared at the room where Chachatu was located.

Chachatu was alone in the dim room, and there was silence around him.

During the first few days of the journey, his mind was filled with the idea of ​​running away.

He paced back and forth in the room, staring at the closed window and the door that seemed difficult to break through, thinking to himself: "I must find a chance to escape."

However, as time went by, I realized that under the strict guarding of Zhao Yun and others, I had no chance of escaping at all.

He sighed helplessly, collapsed on the simple bed, his eyes full of despair. He thought to himself, "Forget it, the road to escape is not easy."

He lay on the bed, looking at the somewhat mottled ceiling, and a new thought surged in his heart.

He murmured to himself, "I just hope that he can forgive me when I see Xi Yu."

The morning sun was covered by thick clouds, and the sky seemed a little gloomy. Zhao Yun walked out of the room, looked up at the lead-gray sky, and frowned.
Chapter completed!