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Most of the time this word means bad luck.

Winnie didn't know whether to regret her crow's beak, and after that night's rest in town, they never had a safe and comfortable rest.

Days and nights of travel had drained almost all of her and Pandelia's energy, and even the potions of refreshment could no longer stimulate their spirits in the slightest.

She was confused.

Why did Xia Lan make such a crazy decision.

Could it be that there is a hidden existence in the pursuers behind them that makes him feel jealous?

No.

She dismissed this speculation, because in her impression, Xia Lan was never a man who would cower lightly.

He must have had some idea, and he wouldn't tell them about it.

Perhaps she and Pandelia were used to it, so they seldom pursued it.

During the journey from Atenk to Bolehan, Serala finally woke up from a fainting, but the torment of the bumps and exertion on the escape was like another nightmare, which made Winnie worry about how she could survive the other party's poor physical condition.

Indeed, as Winnie expected, the weak Serrala really fell ill.

With sickly rosy cheeks, a hot body, and even breathing, according to Winnie's diagnosis, if Serrala does not get proper rest and treatment, I am afraid that it will not be long before she really dies.

When they arrived at the Ulsen realm, Xia Lan and his party finally stopped their non-stop escape.

Both Earson and Diorda are within the border with the Earl of Heather, but Diorda has an extremely important strategic position in the terrain, so whenever the Earl of Heather starts a war, he will consider Diorda instead of Earson.

Although Earl Heather would often send an army to attack Ulson, intending to attract Diorda's garrison to disperse and rescue, so that each could be defeated, the experienced Baixizer could easily fall into the other party's strategy, so many times, the area around Ulson was often much more chaotic and barren.

After all, without the rescue and defense of the army, it is only ordinary civilians and villages and towns who suffer.

When Xia Lan and the others came to a nameless town, they were all deserted, and the sandy streets that had not been repaired for many years were full of potholes, and when the wind blew, countless layers of dust and ash suddenly swept the sky.

There were few pedestrians on the streets, most of the shops were closed, and the occasional townsfolk were numb in their faces.

The devastation of war makes them desperate for the future, desperate for life, some choose to leave, some choose to stick to it, but the latter are often a few people who are nostalgic for their hometown and reluctant to leave, and they are mainly old people.

In front of a dilapidated inn with its doors open, Charan and the others stopped because it was the only hotel they had seen that was open so far.

The door is crooked, as if it may fall at any time, and there is a lot of garbage and debris piled up outside the door, if it is a normal person, they will not choose such a hotel at all, but Xia Lan and others have no choice, it is much better to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain than to sleep in the wild dining wind.

Leaving the horses outside, Charan walked into the inn.

In the lobby of the hotel, tables and chairs were placed in a haphazard manner, and he wiped the top of a table next to him, and a conspicuous trace of gray appeared in front of him.

He frowned and looked around for the innkeeper.

No one?

"Anyone?"

He spoke.

Walking back and forth in the hotel, Xia Lan didn't even notice a single figure.

"It looks like it's a deserted hotel."

Pandelia, who followed behind him, covered her nose with her small hands, as if she was a little disgusted with the environment in the hotel.

"We'll rest here tonight, and you bring the horses into the hotel, and I'll need to search this place."

With that, Xia Lan began to walk towards the inner room of the hotel.

"Winnie, I'll bring the horse in now, and you will take care of Miss Salala."

After hearing Xialan's words, Pandelia walked to the door of the hotel and said to Winnie, who was taking care of Serala.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

At this time, Winnie held the weak Serrala in her arms and struggled.

After a long time, Xia Lan finally appeared in the hotel lobby.

"It was safe and there were a few clean rooms inside."

"What about the beds?"

Placing a wet handkerchief on Serara's hot forehead, Winnie asked Shalan......

"If you don't mind the filth and bugs of the bedding, maybe you can use it."

Winnie shuddered, as if something disgusting had been attached to her body.

"We don't need a futon, but Serala does, and I remember you should have a clean futon in your ring."

"There should be."

Xia Lanmo rubbed the void ring in his hand, and nodded after a while.

"Very well, now we will carry Serala to the guest room, the weather is getting colder and colder, and I am worried that Serala's condition will become more serious." Winnie said, picking her arms up and pulling her up.

"Let me do it."

Charan stepped forward and reached out to lean Serala against her.

"Pandelia, go see if you can boil a pot of clean water in the kitchen."

Winnie sighed lightly and said to Pandelia.

"Okay!" Pandelia said dryly.

"Later, after I finish cleaning the guest room, I need to make some potions to heal Serala's body, Mr. Xia Lan don't forget to take out my things."

Following behind Xia Lan, Winnie did not forget to remind.

……

Late at night, Pandelia was carefully tending to Serra on the bed in a simple and airy room, and she couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the red cheeks of the other party's uncomfortably breathing.

She felt a little guilty that they had to involve this innocent girl because they had fled.

If she died.

Pandelia didn't know how to face her heart.

Another part of the room.

In front of several tables and chairs that had been cleaned and put together, Winnie poured the turbid liquid from the small flask into another green cup with a focused expression, only to see the moment the turbid liquid dripped into the green liquid, a puff of smoke suddenly came out.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with the ratio."

She muttered to herself, pouring the remaining cloudy liquid into the cup that carried the light blue reaction.

When she was all done, she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.

"Done?"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly startled Winnie.

"When did you end up here?"

Turning her head to look in the direction where the voice came from, Winnie said to Xia Lan with a stern face: "Do you know the danger of disturbing a pharmacist?" ”

"I know." Xia Lan said calmly: "I came here and need you to make some more potions." ”

"What potion?" Winnie said solemnly in an instant.

"Poison!"

(To be continued)