Chapter 190

Hearing Mu Xiaofan's words, the woman finally felt a little relieved. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little man on the side pulled the woman and whispered, "Mother, get up quickly, it's going to be dawn." ”

Hearing his words, the woman came to her senses.

She stood up, pushed the child in front of the two of them, and stood aside.

The villain stepped forward and naturally took Lan Jingrou's hand.

On the side, Mu Xiaofan's outstretched hand paused in the air like that, and after a while, he coughed awkwardly and said, "Let's go, junior brother, they should be in a hurry." ”

"Okay." Lan Jingrou couldn't help but laugh, and took the little man in her hand and followed Mu Xiaofan out of the yard.

The woman had been standing in the courtyard, looking at the three people who had gradually disappeared into the haze, and kept waving her hands.

Lan Jingrou glanced back inadvertently, and sighed again in her heart.

The ignorant little man beside him was waving his hand excitedly, full of longing for the outside world, but he didn't know how he would feel when he thought of it today after many years.

Outside the town, Lan Jingrou from a distance saw a group of people standing there, Mu Xiaofan greeted him with a smile, and after a few words, they began to walk outside the town.

The peasant family all got up early, and when they were talking, many of them were already standing in the town and looking out.

There were too many onlookers, but no one directly controlled the sky or the sword, but tacitly went up the mountain road and couldn't see the people behind him to sacrifice their own walking weapons or swords one by one.

Lan Jingrou did not sacrifice the flying boat, but on tiptoe, her body floating lightly in the air.

"Sister." The little man behind him called anxiously, obviously, he wanted Lan Jingrou to take him.

Lan Jingrou squinted and smiled and shook her head at him.

A monk beside Cao Haolin spoke up at this time: "Xiao Heng'er, it's too tired for your sister to hold you directly in the sky, how about we take you with the sword?" ”

Too tired? The villain hung his head, yes, usually his mother would say that he was tired if he hugged him for too long.

He thought for a moment and nodded.

Seeing this, Lan Jingrou looked at Mu Xiaofan with a smile: "Xiaofan, I should also go back, this cultivation realm is not big or small, if there is a fate for you and me, I will definitely be able to meet." ”

"Blue?!" Mu Xiaofan's eyes widened.

She's leaving? Then why didn't you talk to him yesterday?

Lan Jingrou didn't have to guess to know what Mu Xiaofan wanted to say.

Didn't they agree a long time ago that she would return his Sanyuan Dan and leave? He couldn't have opened the jade bottle yet, right?

Seeing that Mu Xiaofan obviously didn't want her to go, Lan Jingrou was glad that he didn't open the jade bottle to check the Sanyuan Dan yesterday.

How to say, she and Mu Xiaofan are also friends, after thinking for a while, Lan Jingju said: "I have to go back, I was seriously injured and disappeared, I'm afraid there are many people looking for me." ”

Mu Xiaofan was stunned, he had always thought that Lan Jingrou was just a lone casual cultivator, because she had never kept her mouth shut about everything about herself.

Taking advantage of Mu Xiaofan's stunned, Lan Jingrou raised her hand and hugged her fist, and her figure flashed and fled away.

Mu Xiaofan raised his head again, and there was no longer the red-clothed figure in front of him.

With a flash of loss in his eyes, he looked at Cao Haolin: "Let's go back." ”

Far away from Mu Xiaofan and his party, Lan Jingrou sacrificed the flying boat and continued to hurry.

Xu is used to stop-and-go for so many years, Lan Jingrou rarely didn't rush overnight, once it gets dark, as long as there is a nearby town, she will stay overnight and then leave.

Today, she seems to have had some bad luck, and she has been told that several inns are full.

After thinking about it, Lan Jingrou spread her sense and found an inn on a relatively remote street.

Since the location is in the middle of nowhere, there should be a room.

In order to maintain continuity and security in the city, it is generally not allowed to disperse the divine sense, so after Lan Jingrou saw the inn, she immediately noted down the location and withdrew her divine sense.

Raising her eyes and looking around, she saw that no one noticed her, and then she stepped towards the place she remembered.

As she thought, the inn had rooms, but there weren't as few guests as she thought.

At this time, the tables and chairs in the inn hall were almost full.

Hearing that Lan Jingrou lived in a hotel, the shopkeeper immediately arranged for Xiao Er to give her a room and pay for the spirit stone, but Lan Jingrou did not follow Xiao Er upstairs, but looked around.

The shopkeeper was very eye-catching, and immediately motioned to Xiao Er to find a seat for Lan Jingrou.

Xiao Er looked around, there was a seat, but there was not a person at the table.

Xiao Er pointed to Lan Jingrou, and was struggling with how to speak, but Lan Jingrou had already walked over by herself.

"This fellow Daoist, can you borrow the seat opposite you and sit next?"

"Huh?" The man with the flask turned his head, his eyes were slightly confused, and he was obviously drunk.

After a moment, it seemed that he understood what Lan Jingrou said, nodded and said, "Daoist friends are free." ”

"Thank you." Lan Jingrou replied and sat down directly across from him.

Ke Shurong didn't have any interest in Lan Jingrou sitting here, but he didn't want her to keep staring at herself after she sat down, and Ke Shurong couldn't help frowning slightly with some dissatisfaction for a while.

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't open my eyes again.

Just when he was about to take it back, Lan Jingrou suddenly turned her head to look at Xiao Er, and pointed to the person opposite: "Give me a pot of wine like him." ”

Ke Shurong was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted, she was not looking at others, but at the wine glass in his hand.

His face froze, and he didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed.

The wine in this house seems to be very mellow, and most importantly, with aura, it seems that this winemaker is not an ordinary person, so it is no wonder that this place is full.

Xiao Er quickly brought the wine, and Lan Jingrou touched the red light veil on her face, a little distressed.

After the solo journey, she put on the veil, and she wanted to taste the wine, but she did not want to remove the veil.

After thinking for a moment, she got up and held the flask in the palm of her hand, it was not convenient to drink here, so she went upstairs to drink.

I just wanted to leave, but my wrist was grabbed.

Lan Jingrou was stunned, Ke Shurong had already pulled her to sit down again.

This time it wasn't her across from him, but with him.

Because of Ke Shurong's pulling, the two were extremely close at this time.

Lan Jingrou's eyes sank, and her fingertips turned slightly to pinch it.

But I heard someone in my ear: "Fellow Daoist, if you do it here, you will be driven out of the city." ”

Lan Jingrou was stunned for a moment, and the movement of her fingertips subconsciously stopped.

Ke Shurong smiled slightly and continued: "Would it be good for Daoyou to do me a favor?" Is it considered to be a return to the favor of borrowing a seat? ”

He squinted slightly and smiled a little brightly, but Lan Jingrou didn't feel a trace of sunshine, but had the feeling that the person in front of him was a fox.

Favors for borrowing seats?

Lan Jingrou looked down at his tightly held hand, and scolded her mother in her heart, I will borrow your sister!! (To be continued.) )