Mu Xuehua only had the thought of survival, pretending to be charming, wrapping her arms around the twin peaks on her chest, and the snow-white color seemed to be congealed out of water.

"I know ......" tears flowed down her cheeks, pretending to be coquettish without crying, "Please hero give me a chance to mend my ways, I will definitely ......"

Fu Yunge looked at her coldly, and the angry fire was accumulating more and more.

After a while, he turned around silently.

When Mu Xuehua saw him turning his back to her, she thought she was going to spare her life. However, before she could be happy for half a second, a sword was slashed back, and the sharp blade ended her treacherous and insidious life in the blink of an eye.

Blood poured out, staining her proud snow-white skin. The temperature passed quickly, and no matter how many tricks and intrigues she had, she could only go to the underworld to perform them.

The wind is gloomy. The cicadas seemed to be far away, and the dark clouds of the mountains and moons faded, finally revealing their bright brilliance.

Poinsettia Mei walked over and met Fu Yunge's gaze.

"The sinner is punished, but it is finally a matter of heart. ”

After a long time, Fu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief. He returned the sword to Poinsettia Plum, his face full of relief and pleasure.

Poinsettia looked at him and tapped him on the shoulder twice: "Yes." You've grown too. ”

At the same time, the soldiers of the Wine Alliance not far away also caught up. Fu Yunge really didn't delay the trip at all.

"The sky has eyes, so that she can touch you here. Poinsettia Mei thought for a moment and smiled, "That's fine, your heart knot has been resolved, and there should be no demons hindering your practice in the future." ”

Fu Yunge also smiled and nodded. He took one last look at Mu Xuehua's corpse, and his clenched fist finally loosened.

There was no need to delay, and the two of them immediately accelerated again, sparse the forest in front of the endless, and continued to run.

............

At noon the next day, everyone arrived in the town where they could rest. Fortunately, there has not been a catastrophe of the Nine Shadows here, and everything is still plain and quiet in the past.

Although Fu Yunge and the others had no intention of resting, they still had so many troops behind them, they couldn't just decide according to their own situation.

After walking a short distance on the road of the town, Fu Yunge put his hand on the frame of his eyebrows to block the sun, and saw the trace of an inn in front of him.

They are all two-story inns, and they are not large. At first, the two were worried that they would not be able to accommodate so many people, but after discussing them with several shopkeepers, they reluctantly agreed to borrow their own house and that of their neighbors and share it with everyone.

The residents of the town were accustomed to a quiet and dull life, and suddenly so many people came, although Fu Yunge explained his identity to them and agreed to pay according to the price, but several shopkeepers were still a little unhappy, and their faces were gloomy.

The large army behind was already too tired under the scorching sun, and Fu Yunge had to smile and talk patiently to the shopkeeper, grinding his mouth to the fire.

At last they found a place to stay overnight, and the people immediately dispersed to the houses, and the innkeepers were busy going upstairs to open their houses.

Fu Yunge and Poinsettia Mei stood in place, feeling a little crying and laughing. But since this was the case, the two of them also entered the inn, found a table to sit on, and ordered a few side dishes.

Along the way, Fu Yunge could feel that the predecessors of Poinsettia Mei seemed to have some kind of vague feelings. In other words, since leaving the Blackwater Fortress, the seniors seem to have been thinking about something.

He didn't know what his predecessors were thinking, and he didn't want to guess casually.

He trusts poinsettia plums. If the seniors have any choice, he will fully support it.

The meal was quickly served, and the two were not too hungry and simply ate a few bites.

In a short time, they heard a rumbling sound from upstairs and outside the door, and knowing that the crowd was coming, they prepared to go upstairs.

Turning his face to find the store, Fu Yunge asked him to leave a vacant room for the two of them.

"Over there, find out for yourselves. ”

The shopkeeper pointed casually and looked careless.

Fu Yunge and the others knew the attitude of the store, and they had no way of knowing the specific room with his fingers. But anyway, the upstairs rooms are basically contracted by their own people, just take a look at them one by one.

And at this time, upstairs in a quiet room.

"What's going on, it's noisy outside. ”

The familiar figure covered the noisy window, and his face was very unpleasant.

"Is there any local festival to celebrate?" Not far from him, Tan Shenyue was lying on the table, looking lazy and lazy.

Xi Zishi sighed and turned back. He didn't care at all if there were any folk festivals, he only cared about how to make the noise outside quiet.

"Providing customers with a quiet rest environment is not what their inn should do. The customer is God. Xi Zishi muttered dissatisfiedly as he walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Tan Shenyue tilted her head at him.

Xi Zishi snorted: "Go with the boss to comment." ”

At the same time, Fu Yunge followed Poinsettia Plum and climbed to the second floor.

The doors of several rooms were close together, and the yellow-brown color of the tung oil logs was clear and shiny. The two of them remembered the direction of the shopkeeper and walked roughly to the front of the rooms.

"Probably ......"

Poinsettia Mei looked at the door in front of her, frowned and thought about it.

He walked to the door of one of the rooms, hesitated, and put his hand on the doorknob.

Coincidentally, Xi Zishi also grabbed the doorknob and pulled it at the same time.

And Poinsettia Mei noticed that the door was not locked, and thought that it should be no one. He also pushed in......

The door was gently opened.

"Squeak", flashing at the door, are two familiar and unfamiliar faces.