Chapter 25: Gossiping About Others Behind Their Backs Is Also a Form of Slander

  When the three words "Little Gray" were heard, the delicate sable was obviously taken aback. Its small head shook twice, and its eyes, which were not much larger than soybeans, rolled around in a blur. It seemed to be thinking, who was calling out its milk name?

  Thinking of the name "Rouming", Li Xian felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself, "Sorry, Ouyang Qingqing, although I know it wasn't you who raised it, but the name 'Xiao Huihui' was indeed given by you."

  "There's no time to take care of you now, if you know the way, run back by yourself."

  Li Xian said lazily to Snow Leopard: "Of course, if you're willing to follow me to find your mom... I won't go either."

  He spoke to Snow Sculpture with a sincere tone: "Your mom is lovely, if she's in trouble I'll definitely be worried, but you should know, if I were to go rescue her and something happened to me, it might be the greatest loss for the entire world or even the universe. In a few days, Atlas will come to Earth to help humans build their home and he's still counting on me to guide him through the way. Without me, they can't defeat Brutus. Do you know who I am? I'm the reincarnation of the True Dragon, that old witch said so, whether you believe it or not, many people already do."

  He kept talking, as if to comfort the snow sculpture, but in fact just wanting to ease his own conscience. He wasn't persuading a creature that couldn't understand human language, he was just consoling himself.

  "Don't look at me like that!"

  Li Xian said with some annoyance: "You can look at me with your pitiful eyes all you want, but it won't work. You're not a fairy who can transform into a beauty. Even if Daji herself came before me and did a pole dance to beg me to save her, I wouldn't go. I come from the bright and sunny 21st century, and my purpose is to bring benefits to all humanity."

  "He curled his lip: 'You dare look at me again! Look at me again and I'll dig out your eyes to make glass balls!'"

  Xue Xiao nodded his head, and his eyes made Li Xian feel very uncomfortable.

  Are you looking down on me?

  Fine, go ahead and despise me, I'll leave on my own, you can do whatever you want.

  Li Xian slid down from the big tree and walked forward without looking back.

  On the snowy slope, halfway up the mountain ridge, a majestic grassland Han used his curved knife to slash open the last enemy's neck, letting the blood gush out like a waterfall and splatter all over his front lapel. Releasing his hand, the enemy's corpse fell softly to the ground, prostrate on the white snow with its forehead facing his toes, just like a devout pilgrim kneeling down at the foot of the snowy mountain.

  A robust man puckered his lips and whistled, a red sorrel horse galloped over from afar, the red sorrel horse that had run over with its nose up, rubbed its head against the robust man's chest.

  The man was over two meters tall, and the two pieces of muscle connecting his neck to his shoulders were as majestic as a mountain ridge. Although he wore thick cotton clothes, the chest muscles under his chest armor still showed a strong outline.

  He pulled the reins of the red horse and turned to walk up the mountain slope, seemingly without seeing a Xianbei warrior who had been cut open in the chest struggling to get up tens of meters away. The Xianbei warrior took down the curved bow on his back with difficulty, then strung an arrow with wolf teeth, his mouth still overflowing with blood, and the blood stuck to his white teeth looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.

  With all his might, he drew the bowstring back and aimed at the broad back of a burly man tens of meters away.

  The trembling Xianbei warrior saw the two-meter-tall strong man suddenly kick his foot back while walking slowly, and a piece of snow-white flew up from the heel. In the flying residual snow, a stream of light suddenly flew out like lightning, and in the next second, it had already arrived in front of the Xianbei warrior. In the next second, the stream of light had penetrated the chest of the Xianbei warrior and was stuck on his back.

  The Xian warrior subconsciously lowered his head and found that a knife handle had grown on his chest.

  He couldn't see his own back, so he naturally couldn't see the knife tip that was still dripping with blood.

  The warrior's throat let out a hoarse, wordless sound, like the slow snapping of dry twigs.

  The curved bow fell to the ground, and the wolf-toothed arrow was stuck in the snow.

  The Xian people took one last look at the majestic figure that was gradually moving further and further away, and finally let out a reluctant roar before collapsing softly to the ground.

  In the distance, three grassland warriors urged their horses to catch up with the robust man. The man pointed ahead and said: "Go into the woods and set a few more fires to separate the Xianbei cavalry."

  Three warriors immediately chose a direction each and rushed into the mountain forest, horseshoes treading on white snow.

  A robust man, like a mountain, walked to the edge of the forest and looked at the beautiful girl sitting on a withered tree, propping up her chin and staring blankly. He smiled, revealing two rows of neat teeth: "Let's go, we have to arrive at the Weak Luo River before dark, Lord E Jin will meet us there tonight."

  "Answering Big Brother, will he be okay?"

  Ou Si sat on a withered tree, her head hung low, and two faint red clouds floated across her pale face.

  "Who?"

  Dalong Changhong stepped on the curved knife with his foot and slowly pulled it out, the blood-stained curved knife immediately became clean and still reflected the color of sunlight.

  Ou Si Qing didn't respond, and Lang Chang Hong raised his head to see Ou Si Qing lowering her eyelids, staring at the pair of boots on her feet that were obviously worn by a grown man.

  "Idiot!"

  Darong furrowed his brow.

  "Do you think he really wants to save you?"

  He ignored the anger on Ousiqing's face and the questioning in her eyes. He picked up Ousiqing from the withered tree and placed her on the saddle of the red sorrel horse, and Ousiqing, who was about 1.6 meters tall and weighed around 73-74 kilograms, seemed as light as a straw in his hands. He led the reins and walked slowly forward, seemingly not minding Ousiqing's protesting eyes.

  "Don't be silly, you've just been cheated by him, foolish child."

  Darong broke off a pine branch from the tree and put it in his mouth, chewing on it. His mouth was immediately filled with a bitter taste.

  "You're talking nonsense! He gave me his boots and went barefoot to lure away those Khitans!"

  Ou Si Qing was shouting loudly, perhaps because of excitement or perhaps because she hadn't calmed down from running back, her face's flush gradually deepened, and her substantial chest rose and fell. The thick woolen dress couldn't hide her good figure, especially when her chest rose and fell, making her waist look even more slender and beautiful.

  "He gave you the boots, that's true. But have you thought about it, did he really run away from you to lead the pursuers astray? The Xianbei had a thousand-man squad, wouldn't they split their forces to chase two people? You wore his boots, and from the footprints, the Xianbei would think you're an adult. Think about it, when they split their forces, were there more people chasing you or him? Although you are Ejin's daughter, compared to catching one of Ejin's guards, it would be clearer where Ejin went if they caught you. What Anqi was thinking, you should know, he came to kill Ejin."

  Before Ou Si could finish speaking, Fang Lang raised his voice a little and said: "He's not doing it for you, but for himself. If they run separately, he'll have a better chance of survival."

  "If he's as skilled and calm as you say, then think about it, abandoning you would be wiser for him than protecting you. Protecting you would require him to divide his attention, and you'd just be a burden to him."

  Ou Si's eyebrows furrowed as she turned her head to look in the opposite direction from which she had run.

  "No matter what you say, I know he's not what you think he is."

  Darong burst out laughing: "Your voice has become smaller, actually you know in your heart that it was the most correct choice for you to separate and escape at that time. There is no need to feel grateful to him, nor will he be grateful to you."

  "If it wasn't for me sticking with him to find Xiao Hui, he wouldn't have been chased and killed by the bad guys!"

  Ou Si's green and strong persistence.

  "Let's just say you're a little fool," Dalang said, shaking his head. "You think you've implicated him, but he's probably laughing in his heart. If you hadn't reminded him first, would he have known that Xi Ren had arrived? To hide their tracks, the Xi people will kill anyone they meet, regardless of whether they're old or young. Without you, he might have been shot dead by Xi Ren's random arrows long ago."

  Darong spat out the pine twig in his mouth and gestured with his hand: "He should be grateful to you instead."

  "That's what you think, why must you say it's what he thinks?"

  Ou Si Qing's face was no longer as excited, she knew that Ou Lang Xiang had just said the right thing, if she hadn't met him, he might have been shot in the back by the Xi people without even realizing it. In that case, she really didn't bring him bad luck. Ou Si Qing's heart felt a little better, because she found out that she still did something good.

  So I also helped him.

  Ou Si's mouth corners rose slightly, with a hint of pride.

  "Ou Si Qing, you..."

  "Your heart is as pure as the snow on the mountain, you don't know how sinister people's hearts can be. You always think everyone is kind, that's good, but it makes you easy to take advantage of. I'm not denying what you said about the young man being a clever kid, but I don't think he gave you his boots out of kindness."

  "But in any case, the Xian people are following us."

  "Think about it, if he was killed by the Xianbei people, after Ejin lord contacts the Suihuo tribe and kills his way back, killing all those Xianbei people would also count as avenging him. He is a Han person, I can build a grave for him at the foot of the mountain, you burn his boots in front of the grave, he will receive it."

  "Really?"

  Ou Si Qing Qing Wen.

  "But I don't want to believe he's dead! I still have to return his boots with my own hands!"

  "I'd rather he was dead, otherwise I would be curious how a teenager managed to survive under the hooves of hundreds of Xianbei cavalry horses. If he really had such skills, why didn't he protect you? Even if it was to lure away the pursuers, if he was as good as you said, he should have come back for you. Otherwise, he's just a hypocrite, all Han people are hypocrites, that's what Ejin says."

  "He's not hypocritical! He said that if I return his boots in person, he'll also return mine to me!"

  Ou Si's face was firm as she waved her small fist.

  "Alright, alright, you say he's not hypocritical then he's not hypocritical!"

  Darong didn't feel like saying anything more.

  "I'm not sure if I'm hypocritical or not, but at least I won't talk about others behind their backs, that's the most shameless thing a gossipmonger would do. After all, I'm still a man."

  Darong Longhong's feet stopped abruptly, his hand resting on the hilt of the curved knife at his waist as he looked to one side.

  The young man sitting on the tree branch, holding a snow sculpture in his arms and swinging his two feet, looked at Dalang Changhong's eyes with no fear, but rather some disdain.

  Xue Yang jumped out of his arms and hopped towards the white-haired girl on the back of the red-brown horse, lightly leaping into the girl's warm embrace.

  Li Xian's two feet were dangling without boots, and the pair of small leather boots that had been cut open was held in his hand.

  "I've come to take back my boots and return yours at the same time."

  He held up the two deerskin boots, which were completely worn out, and smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Of course, if you think they can't be worn anymore, I don't mind leaving them behind as a memento."

  "But you must return my boots to me, because my feet are very cold now."

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