Ye Siming came out of the main hall with Gu Nuoer in his arms.

At the moment when the old monk Zhijue and the young man looked at each other, Ye Siming frowned.

He subconsciously protected Gu Nuoer in his arms.

It's like being afraid that the old monk will let the little guy take away from him.

Zhijue just looked at him with an old and kindly plain look.

"Donor, both of you have blood on your body. To avoid being seen embarrassed, please leave through the back door."

Zhijue finished speaking and put his hands together.

Seeing blood in a temple is actually a sin of disrespect to gods and Buddhas.

But he didn't ask why, and he didn't ask Ye Siming to pay the price.

Just quietly, tell him to leave.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her watery Wuren eyes and said with pink lips: "Grandpa monk, I'm sorry. I've soiled your temple!"

Zhijue certainly knew the little princess.

At this moment, he smiled lovingly.

"Your Highness Princess, seeing that you are safe and sound is already a meritorious deed of a poor monk."

"The purpose of building this temple is to let the gods and Buddhas listen to everyone's wishes more closely, so saving people's lives is also what we cultivators should do."

"You don't have to say sorry, Princess Wanwang pays attention to the health of the phoenix."

The little guy was moved by the words, put his hands together obediently, and returned a simple salute.

Ye Siming took Gu Nuoer away from the back door.

The two people's war horses have been led by the old monk Zhijue.

Just as Gu Nuoer wanted to climb onto the horse, Ye Siming hugged him and put him on the saddle.

This time, he freed one right hand and put it under the little guy's butt.

"The road down the mountain is bumpy, you just sit like this." Ye Siming Meiyu said calmly.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her round eyes: "Sit on Brother Siming's hand?"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "What's the problem?"

The little guy had already bumped once when he entered Qingxi Village.

She suffered so much, and Ye Siming didn't want her to suffer any more.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her eyelashes, and there was a hint of confusion on Bai Nen's face.

Why does she feel weird?

However, Brother Siming must be doing it for her good!

Holding such trust, the little guy sat down.

Ye Siming's eyes narrowed.

His usual feeling of holding tofu at home seems to be exactly the same as now.

The young man regained his senses, drew the reins with his left hand, and slowly rode his horse down the mountain.

This way, spring is lively in the mountains, green trees and bright and beautiful wildflowers can be seen everywhere.

The little guy sat in front, his hair was flying, and his side face was delicate and rosy.

"Brother Siming, what are you going to do if I don't wake up just now?" she asked curiously.

Ye Siming frowned first when he heard this.

The boy's eyes immediately became dark and cold.

"Then I'll find you."

"Looking for me?" Gu Nuo'er blinked and looked back at him: "Jiuzhongtian is very high, if you want to come up, it will be a little difficult."

Ye Siming's thin lips twitched slightly, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Is it high?" It's not like he hasn't been there.

Gu Nuo'er told him in a soft voice, "But it doesn't matter Brother Siming, even if I can't come back just now, I will find a way to find you."

"Do you remember, I told you that if we get lost and separated, you can just stand there and wait for me! I won't leave you behind!"

Ye Siming looked down at the little man in his arms.

Her expression was serious, and her eyes were black and bright.

Gu Nuoer seemed to be trying to find a way to give him more comfort.

Ye Siming sensed the little guy's intention, he raised his eyebrows in a resolute manner, with a thin smile on his lips.

The boy leaned over and put his chin on Gu Nuo'er's small shoulder.

He turned his head in her ear and said with a low smile: "Remember what you said, no matter when you and I don't forget to run towards each other."