After leaving Tianji Valley, she hurriedly packed her luggage and prepared the horses, and took the Q version of Xiaolongnan to officially embark on the journey to Fengzhou in the south......

However, she didn't learn the ability to disguise, and she thought that the ancient women's dresses were dragging and inconvenient to walk, in fact, she most often wore small men's robes, and she didn't comb her hair in a delicate bun like ordinary girls, and only used a hairband or hairpin to pull things casually, so she always looked a little nondescript when she appeared on the street along the way, but she also had a sassy and neat beauty.

After a few days of driving, Qianfeng Town, which he passed along the way, was the place where he and Xiaolongnan met for the first time - riding a horse on a mountain path covered with fallen leaves, and everywhere in sight were the large maple forests, as if a layer of gorgeous fiery red veil was draped in the mountains and fields.

Touching the scene, she couldn't help but think of the Dragon and Tiger Gang, Xiao Liu, Qi Gong, and the group of carefree little beggars all day long, although less than two years have passed, but there is always an illusion of being in a different world, and she always unconsciously thinks that those happy times in the past have passed a long, long time......

looked down at the little dragon man sitting in front of him with some melancholy, only to see that the other party was still looking ahead with a paralyzed face, and I don't know if this guy was the slightest moved when he saw this situation, remembering the bits and pieces of his life here?

With a sigh of relief in his heart, he tightened the reins and stopped in place without thinking about it, "Hey, I want to stay here for two more days, are you okay?" ”

“…… Whatever you want. Sitting on horseback, she was a lot shorter, Shumo didn't even raise her head, and her tone was cold and indifferent, and she couldn't hear any ups and downs at all.

In this way, he settled in the Qianfeng Town Inn, and was so angry by the indifferent attitude of this little dragon man that Chaolu threw the door out alone without even saying hello.

She had long made up her mind never to miss that guy again, but at the critical moment, she always couldn't help it, and there was a trace of expectation in her heart, and she would still be moved for a long time because of the other party's inadvertent care...... I think it's also my own mistake!

Walking aimlessly through the street and walking out of the town, he suddenly remembered that this road happened to lead to the broken temple in the western suburbs, and he almost forgot that he came out this time mainly to go to the Dragon and Tiger Gang to see the Seven Princes!

So he quickly sorted out his mood, stopped thinking about the hateful little dragon man, and strode on the road in the direction of the Dragon and Tiger Gang.

The scenery along the way is very familiar to her, from a distance to see the small ruined temple standing lonely at the end of the path, she couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth, and the appearance of Qigong's obscene and trivial feet came to mind, as well as the scene of a group of unpleasant bear children playing with ants in front of the courtyard, and the wild vegetable porridge that has not changed for dinner for thousands of years......

However, when she ran all the way to the door of the broken temple, she found that there were two dark red bloody handprints hanging on the door panel!

What's going on?!

I was stunned in disbelief for a long time, and then my heart tightened, and I ran into the gate in three steps and two steps.

"Seven Princes! Dog—" she cried out in a frenzy as she hurried through the messy courtyard.

However, there was only a dead silence that answered her, how could this be, how could it be......

Pushing the door slam into the house, what greeted him was Qigong sitting motionless in the shadow of the corner.

"Seven Princes!"

Regardless of the qiē, he rushed forward and picked up the old man's paper-thin body, "Seventh Gong? Wake up, wake up—"

"Ahem......" Qigong, who was slumped in her arms, opened his eyes sharply and spat out a mouthful of blood, "...... It turned out to be you stinky girl! ”

Listening to Qigong's angry voice, Chao Lu's heart throbbed, "Why is this happening?" Why? ”

"Ahem, cough, I hung on this last breath for a few days and nights, but I didn't expect to wait for you, this girl, and God treats me well! Haha......" Qigong's eyes were cloudy, but his face showed a relieved smile, and his rough hands held Chaolu tightly, "Child, you must listen to what I want to say next and remember it in your heart......"

I wanted to go to the doctor behind Qigong's back without saying anything, but seeing his determined expression, Chao Lu swallowed back when the words came to his mouth, and finally nodded solemnly, "You say, I must listen carefully!" ”

After receiving Chaolu's assurance, Qigong smiled with relief, and then suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the chest - "Qigong! What are you doing here?! He didn't expect the other party to behave like this at all, and before he could stop it, he saw the weak old man protrude a mouthful of blood again.

But when she looked closely, she found that a black object in the shape of a pill rolled out of the blood that Qigong had just spit out, Qigong picked up the pill with trembling hands, and as soon as his fingers were forced, he heard a "click", and then the black shell burst in response!

"This—This is ......" Aaro was shocked to find Nanako taking out a small piece of folded cloth from there.

"Girl," Qigong coughed a few times in an uneven breath, and then looked up pleadingly, "Remember...... Don't let anyone take it away from ......"

Frightened by Qigong's rare expression, Chao Lu stretched out his hand in a daze and took the fragment of cloth stained with a few blood stains.

"Ahem, ahem...... If necessary, you go for it...... Look for ......" Qigong's voice became softer and softer, and his body continued to twitch because of the violent cough.

Finally, the hand that had lost its temperature slipped from Chaolu's palm and landed heavily on the ground, and the remaining half of the sentence was never had a chance to be spoken.

"Seven Princes ......"

Her vision gradually blurred, and she fell to her knees weakly, unable to tell whether the qiē in front of her was reality or illusion.

He collapsed beside the gradually cooling corpse until it was getting dark, and then suddenly remembered that he couldn't just leave Qigong's body alone, so he hurriedly got up and went to the backyard to dig a pit and bury him.

Standing in front of the tomb in a trance, her mind was full of scenes of Qigong lazily holding a big cigarette stick and forcing her to do all kinds of physical training, no matter what, I couldn't imagine how a comfortable and idle person like Qigong could provoke the enemy?

involuntarily clenched his fists, and once again hated his own incompetence, not even knowing who the murderer was, let alone helping the Seven Princes to take revenge.

suddenly remembered the fragment of cloth entrusted to him by Qigong, and quickly took it out and saw the handwriting on it clearly by the moonlight......

"Helian has no ...... United...... Intercept and kill ......" Because the cloth was incomplete, and the font on it was also broken, she muttered the incoherent sentences, and the doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper.

What is Helian Wu? Is Helian martyred?

Thinking of this, she was shocked, why did the Seventh Duke have a relationship with a Demon Sect Master? And although the content of the few words on the cloth is incoherent, it can still be seen that this should be a torn fragment of a complete letter, could it be that there is some great secret hidden in it? The mind was messy, but when she thought that Qigong had entrusted herself with what he valued so much before he died, she would have to protect it to the end no matter what!

With determination, he clenched the cloth in his hand, took one last look at the tomb of the Seventh Prince, and then turned away without looking back......

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Tired of returning to the inn, Shumo sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound of Chaolu pushing the door, Shumo, who seemed to have grown up a little more, slowly opened his eyes and looked over, the corners of his lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but when he saw Chaolu's pale and absent-minded appearance, the words came to his mouth and took them back.

As for Chaolu at this moment, she couldn't care about Shu Mo at all, and walked to the table with heavy steps and sat down, still holding the blood-stained cloth fragment in her hand. Suddenly, such a change of life and death happened, which made her a little indigestible, and she was not sure if she could bear the entrustment of Qigong, she had a terrible headache, but she was nervous in her heart, until she noticed that there was more person around her, and she turned her head blankly.

“…… The deceased is long gone, and the living are like Sifu, don't be too sad. Although he had grown up a little more than a few days ago, Shu Mo, who still looked like a four or five-year-old child, was only a few inches higher than the corner of the table, and his head was raised and his eyes fluttered over Chaolu's surprised face, he had never comforted anyone, so it was somewhat reluctant to say this.

But what Chaolu felt incredible was not that Shumo, who had always been cold, came over to comfort herself, but that the other party seemed to be familiar with what she was going through today!

As if seeing through the thoughts in her mind, Shu Mo calmly explained: "I said before, when your feelings fluctuate, I can sense it a little. ”

"So...... You can't peek into my heart, can you? She asked the doubts in her heart without thinking about it, if it was just like this, it would be okay, if whatever she wanted could be grasped by the other party, it would be terrible, she was like living under the surveillance of others, and there was no privacy at all!

Shu Mo looked at it noncommittally, and there was still no expression on the delicate and delicate little face, but the clear and beautiful pupils were not as cold as usual, but gradually softened like the ice and snow melted.

She stared blankly at this person who had missed countless days and nights, and the feelings that had finally been sealed up couldn't help but be a little impatient, but fortunately she came back to her senses in advance and pinched the skin and flesh on her legs under the table so that the pain stimulated her to wake up quickly - no, no! Absolutely not! You can't go back to this inconclusive emotional entanglement again, lose yourself, and fall deeper and deeper......

What has been decided, must be done!

He stood up abruptly, and turned away without saying anything to Shumodo.

After walking quickly out of the room and into the empty hallway, she couldn't help but smile bitterly - "Huh...... Long pain is better than short pain, what's the big deal? ”

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