When Beiling caught up with Rousha and their group, the sky was already dark.

The east was a little white, and there was a lot of golden light wrapped between the clouds, and as time went by, two beams of golden light poured through the clouds on the earth.

Beiling approached the carriage lightly, but stopped three steps away from the carriage.

Appreciation flashed in his eyes.

I have to say that the vigilance of the soft yarn is still very good, and it is necessary to set up an enchantment to protect yourself by spending the night in this wilderness. It's just that this barrier seems to be too weak.

The little hand waved a lyre and appeared steadily in the hand, the fingertips were smart with a little starlight, and a piece of beautiful and pleasant music flowed out from the fingertips, not light or heavy, not slow, and the sound was very good.

Time passed slowly, and the people in the carriage never woke up.

Bei Ling smiled slightly, and didn't care.

After all, the music she was playing at the moment not only strengthened the defense of the enchantment, but also added a little hypnotic ability.

It's been a long time since they've had a good night's sleep.

When she left yesterday, she didn't miss the faint dark circles under the eyes of the veil, as well as the deep tiredness and sleepiness in those eyes. However, she has been holding on hard for her, should this guy treat herself like this?

When you're tired, sleepy, and tired, you can sleep well, why care so much about her?! Didn't she know that she would be distressed and worried? Damn it! What the hell does Mu Senyu eat? If she can't protect the yarn well, then she might as well come by herself!

Take a good rest, sand.

Among the three, the stupidest and stupidest stupid child......

If there is a mirror now, Beiling will definitely be able to see the full of pity, care, and satisfaction in his eyes in the mirror.

Time is still passing little by little, and the forest is still quiet and peaceful, which makes people can't help but indulge in it......

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In a flash, seven days have passed.

Beiling and his party hurried and hurried, and finally arrived under the capital of the Nanshu Dynasty before the eighth day.

The carriage stopped on the path not far from the city gate, and Bei Ling's eyes were like torches looking at the gate guard who was not far away, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Rou Sha looked at Bei Ling's gaze, and also frowned, "When did you enter and exit the city gate be so closely checked?" "Joula has a headache.

"I'll take a look." The person who spoke was Dongfang Aoqing.

When Rousha heard this, her eyes swept on his face, and she saw that he was always paralyzed, and smiled helplessly. Dark Lining: Why is this guy getting stricter and stricter? Tsk, the gentleness at the beginning has become indifferent now, it can really be described as a hot and cold world. But that's his true nature. Indifferent, ruthless, unscrupulous!

Dongfang Aoqing ignored Rousha's searching gaze, flew out of the hiding place, walked towards passers-by A, B, C, and D extremely casually, and then pretended to ask a few words casually.

Soon, Dongfang Aoqing returned.

"There was a death in the city, the murderer has not been caught, and in a few days, it will also be a once-in-30-year Dragon Conference in the Nanshu Dynasty, so Chu Shengyu ordered a strict investigation of everyone who entered and left the capital, and there was no room for slackness."

Dongfang Aoqing told the news he had gotten, and then looked at Bei Ling: "I'm afraid that this time, the people who died in the imperial city are not ordinary people. ”

Beiling raised his eyebrows, ignoring Dongfang Aoqing's gaze.

Someone died in the imperial city, what about her wool? See what she's doing?

"Dead in the Imperial City?" When the thousand demons heard this, their blood boiled, and he shouted excitedly, "Okay! It's finally dead, nothing interesting has happened in a long time, and I'm about to get moldy and grow grass! The murderer hasn't been caught yet? That's even better! Is there a bounty or something, I'll go find the murderer, hahaha, the bounty or something is all Master's! ”

The more the Thousand Demon spoke, the more excited they became, completely ignoring the faces of the other black ones present who couldn't be darker.

Beiling supports his forehead, I have never seen such a brain-dead person, and I have never seen a person who has taken off the line to such a point. Thousand demons, you are indeed a wonderful flower in the world.

"Enough!" Beiling stretched her head and rubbed her temples that were throbbing suddenly, exposing her green tendons.

The Thousand Demon smacked her lips, but she still kept her mouth shut obediently.

What, is it wrong to like money? That's right, so why shut him up? Woo woo, poor man, his little vault is going to grow wings and fly away, t_t......

"Girl, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? Let's go. We didn't kill people, so what are we afraid of? Scold! Beiling hooked her lips disdainfully.

Fear? Afraid of what? She, Mu Beiling's life dictionary has never been "afraid"!! What did she not experience? Joke! She hadn't been afraid of her first murder at the age of seven, her heart had always been iron, what would have scared her? Joke! Big joke!

Rousha looked at Bei Ling, who had always been so confident and arrogant, with complicated eyes, and her heart suddenly became clear.

Yes, what's so scary? They didn't kill people or set fires, so why didn't they dare to enter the city?

"Let's go." After Bei Ling said this lightly, he took the lead and walked towards the city gate.

After layers of investigation, Beiling and the others finally entered the imperial city.

"Let's go, the head of the Yu family should be in a hurry." After entering the imperial city, the first thing Beiling did was to go to the head of the Yu family, and the compass needle could not be delayed.

―Jade House―

A small courtyard in the Yu family

"Miss, Miss, Miss Nine is back!" A little maid rushed into a small courtyard in a panic, breaking the silence of the small courtyard.

There was a girl in a pink water-colored dress in the courtyard, and her indifferent appearance made people look at it without a few more glances, and compared with her maid, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud.

Don't they all say that what kind of master is what kind of servant? Why, the master is so calm and this personal maid is so flustered, and she is still screaming.

The girl frowned at the annoying call, but did not do anything too much to the maid. She just nodded flatly: "Well, I know, you go down." ”

"Miss...... Miss, aren't you in a hurry? The little maid stomped her foot, gritted her teeth and said what she wanted to ask, "You, haven't you always wanted Miss Nine to die in the Nether Mountain?!" Now that she's back, you, why aren't you in a hurry?! ”

The woman's eyes were cold, and she plucked a pink petal with her hand, and with a force on her fingertips, the petal was like a sharp blade, and the words sank into the throat of the poor little maid.

The woman wiped her hands in disgust, and there was no pity in her eyes: "It's too annoying." Biqing, solve it. He gave an indifferent command to the empty world, threw the wiped handkerchief on the ground casually, and turned back to the room.

A fresh breeze swept through the treetops, bringing peace and tranquility, as if nothing had happened in the previous scene......

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