"Could it be that Xian'er was taken away?" Yang Nan secretly pondered to himself, Lin Miaoxian was now a mid-level cultivator of the second layer of Qi cultivation, and it was impossible for ordinary people to take her away.

Suddenly, Yang Nan thought of Li Sangyu who appeared last night, could it be her? Yang Nan's eyes were fixed on Xian'er's futon, and the futon was neatly folded, indicating that Xian'er was not taken away when she was sleeping, but before going to bed, and it was past ten o'clock when Li Sangyu came, it couldn't be her.

After looking for a day, all relatives and friends asked all the questions, and there was no news of Lin Miaoxian, Yang Nan couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Huh?" Yang Nan suddenly had an idea, could it be that Li Sangyu still has accomplices, while Li Sangyu was fighting with him, others took the opportunity to arrest Lin Miaoxian?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lin Miaoxian's disappearance was inseparable from Li Sangyu, and Yang Nan asked the Monroe sisters to continue to search for Lin Miaoxian's whereabouts, and decided to go to Luoyang Mountain by himself.

"Yang Nan, I'll go with you too!" Han Luoluo walked over and said.

"Luoluo, Luoyang Mountain is very dangerous, you better stay at home, I will tell you as soon as there is news of Xian'er." Yangnan Road.

"I don't, Xian'er is my best friend, I don't worry if I don't go!" Han Luoluo stepped forward and hugged his arm and coquettishly, "Husband, just let me go, I can do light kung fu now!" ”

Han Luoluo also twisted his body twice to show him his style.

A pure and lovely girl calls herself husband, Yang Nan's mind is also a little rippling, and the second layer of Qi training is already equivalent to the Xuanyang Realm of the Martial Artist, and the true qi of the cultivator is more refined, and the strength is even stronger, thinking that Han Luo will be worried about Lin Miaoxian at home, anyway, he is also an imperial sword, so he simply took her.

……

Yang Nan walked with a sword, and when the sky was dark, he came to the foot of the Sunset Mountain, and the hazy and long Yunling Mountains could be seen in the distance.

Baili Town is an isolated Li town in the Yunling Mountains, and it is said that it is a hundred miles away from the sky and a hundred miles away from the world, which is the only route for ordinary people in the world to go to Luoyang Mountain.

At this time, it was going to be dark, Yang Nan took Han Luoluo's sword and walked without resting for a moment, he was already a little tired when he arrived here, and he had never been to the Ethereal Peak, it was not easy to find it when it was dark, and there were many inconveniences to take Han Luoluo up the mountain, so the two decided to stay in the town for the night, and go to Luoyang Mountain early tomorrow morning, so that Han Luoluo would stay here and wait, and he could go up the mountain to investigate by himself.

"Hmmm! I agree to stay here. When he arrived here, Han Luoluo also realized that it was inconvenient to follow him up the mountain again, and took the initiative to agree to stay here.

Thinking that it was possible to live in the same bed with him tonight, Han Luoluo's face flushed, and his double ponytails swayed gently, feeling a little sweet and a little nervous.

So Yang Nan lowered his flying sword and followed the only north-south mountain road in the town to the town.

Under the banyan tree on the side of the stall, a boy looked at the two of them and said, "Big brother, sister, okay, it's hot, you can also buy a few plums to try!" ”

The two of them turned sideways to see a broken umbrella on the side of the road, and under the umbrella an old farmer, the old farmer had a white towel on his shoulder, and wore a pair of gray cloth trousers, but there were several patches stacked on the trousers, perhaps because of the wind and sun, working day and night, and the wrinkles on his bronzed face were as clear as a knife and axe.

The boy under the banyan tree has a plaster face, and his clothes are torn into strips, revealing clean and smooth skin, and it can be seen that if the boy washes his face and puts on a decent dress, he should be like a rich man, but the sky does not obey people's wishes, but such a child with fine skin and tender flesh was born in a poor family, and he can't even afford to go to school, and follows his grandfather to sell plums on the roadside.

Yang Nan turned around and saw that Han Luoluo's lips were a little dry, thinking that he was thirsty, so he said, "Luoluo, do you want to eat a few plums?" ”

"I don't want to eat plums, husband, it's getting dark, there are no street lights here, let's find a hotel."

"It's good!" The two were about to find a hotel to rest, and when the boy saw that they did not buy his plums, he ran back to the old farmer and cried, "Grandpa, no one buys our plums, it seems that we are going to use these plums for dinner again tonight, I have already eaten two plums, and I really want to go to the restaurant." ”

Looking at the only donkey meat restaurant in the town not far away, the boy licked his lips and swallowed foam.

The old man lamented: "Hey, there is no way, who made our lives in the mountains suffer, and no one wants to buy the plums on our own trees if they want to sell them for some food, but unfortunately there are still hundreds of miles away from the outside world, otherwise I will pick this plum to sell outside, and let my grandson have a decent meal next time in the restaurant." ”

The mountains here are high and the roads are far away, the road is inconvenient, and there are indeed many poor mountain people.

Looking at the down-and-down appearance of the two of them, Han Luoluo bit his lip, moved his heart of compassion, and suddenly looked at Yang Nandao: "Husband, I am indeed a little thirsty, why don't we buy a few plums to eat." ”

Yang Nan smiled, "In this case, Luoluo, let's buy the plums and take them to the inn to eat, so as not to be bored if you don't have anything to eat tomorrow." ”

"Hmm!" Han Luoluo nodded lightly, snuggled sweetly beside Yang Nan and smiled.

Yang Nan walked to the plum stall and said, "Children, you don't need to use plums for dinner tonight, we bought all your plums and packed them for me." ”

"Big brother, is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Yang Nan said with a smile.

"Oh!" The little boy was overjoyed when he heard this, looked at the old farmer and said excitedly: "Grandpa, we have something delicious tonight, and we can finally improve our meal." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" There were tears in the old peasant's excited yellow eyes.

"Hey!" Yang Nan sighed, in the prosperous world, who would have thought that there were still some poor people who could not eat in this big mountain.

The two immediately paid the money, packed the plums and went forward to find the hotel.

"Hand over the money you paid for selling your plums." As soon as the two of them left, the two angry men walked over to the two of them.

"Grandson, let's go!" The old farmer took the child and ran away, this is just a border town, there is not even a security policeman, and no one cares about them if something happens.

"Why don't you want to run!"

A scoundrel chased after him, took out a dagger from his waist, stabbed it out, and stabbed the old peasant in the heart.

"You ......" The old farmer turned around and pointed at the two of them unwillingly, opened his mouth to say something, but blood came out of his mouth, and he fell down.

"Dead man, go!" The two scoundrels took out the money from the old farmer to sell the plums, and ran away.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" The boy did not hesitate to change his mind, and threw himself on the old peasant and began to cry.

"Malegobi's, it's really looking for death!"

Yang Nan turned around and saw this scene, thinking of the tears in the corners of the old farmer's eyes just now, he was angry in his heart, and picked up two branches casually and raised his hand to hit them.

(End of chapter)