Half a year later.

Ten miles outside the city of Toyoshu.

The green pine forests are reckless and endless. The summer is verdant, the sun is scorching, and the sky is blue, as if it has just been washed away.

In this reckless greenery, a four-wheeled carriage is hurrying on a winding white sand road.

One of the people in the carriage looked panicked, raised the whip in his hand, and struck the red horse in front of him with all his might, and couldn't help but look back at where he came.

The man was dressed in coarse gray cloth, with patches at his elbows and a few toes peeking out of the holes in his shoes. He had a fat head and big ears, and his eyes were full of fear when he was squeezed by the fat on his face.

Where the curtain of the carriage fluttered, several exquisite treasure chests could be faintly seen, flashing under the clear sky......

Chapter 42 of "The Lonely Girl in Troubled Times" Sijun didn't realize that it was too late to hit in his hand, please wait a while,

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