"Where are we now?" Xue Ren held a wine jug in his hand, and drank leisurely while riding a horse.

"We've just passed through Windy City, and we're still a few days away from the Cold Winter Valley. Xiangzuo followed behind Xue Ren, "What, Your Highness is bored?"

"There's no fun on the march, and I've been mentally prepared for it. Xue Ren turned his head to look at the long queue of tens of thousands of people behind him, "But when I thought that there were two days left before the Spring Festival Festival, and I couldn't stay in the capital, I always felt empty in my heart." ”

"Your Highness is like this, so are we, and the 80,000 soldiers behind you also hope to be able to participate in the grand ceremony in the capital. ”

Xue Ren looked at the white expanse on both sides, "In previous years, Marshal Wu led his troops out to guard the border and the cold valley, but this year, he encountered an accident on the northern battlefield. ”

Xue Ren was also very sad when he mentioned Wu Yong, after all, Wu Yong was not only the commander of Xinghua, but also the first marshal Xue Ren knew.

"I heard the news that although Marshal Wu Yong died in the northern battlefield, it was not the Long Hui Army who really killed him. ”

The contradictory words aroused Xue Ren's curiosity: "Wasn't he killed by the Long Hui Army?"

"I've just heard about it, besides, it wasn't just Marshal Wu Yong who died in that battle, but even the grandson of Longhui Kingdom also died on the battlefield. ”

"Interesting. Xue Ren took a sip of wine, "I always thought that Marshal Wu Yong was killed by Long Hui, but I didn't expect that even that grandson died." Besides, what else did you not inform me?" Xue Ren's eyes were a little reproachful

Xiangzuo lowered his head and smiled ashamedly, "I thought His Highness already knew." ”

"I've never paid much attention to the border war, how can you not know that you are my arm?" Xue Ren snorted

"Since Your Highness is not interested in the war, then I will not mention it more, but...... According to the intelligence of the watchers sent by the ministers to the outer lands, there is a team of people that His Royal Highness the Prince may be interested in. ”

"A team of people, who are qualified to interest me. ”

"The leader is one of the six lords of the Exorcism Guild, the human robbery. ”

"What does the exorcist Lord have to do with me?" Xue Ren shook his head, picked up the flask and began to drink.

Suddenly realizing something, he looked at Xiang Zō in surprise, "Could it be that he has something to do with Boro?"

"It is not known whether he has anything to do with Boro, but there is another person in his team who may have a relationship with Boro. That is Tang Qiang, the president of the lockdown. ”

Xiang Zuo told all the information he had gathered, and the monitors also went to Jucheng to ask Zang Xing for some information.

"Judging from the information he said, it is very likely that this Boro you know now is the deacon of the lockdown city. Maybe he'd been to the northern battlefields, and if he had, he'd been the only survivor to know the truth. ”

Xue Ren casually scattered all the information into the wilderness, "I don't dare to be interested in Boro's hidden identity, since he doesn't want to say it, then I won't snoop." In the future, don't go and collect information about Boro, I don't care whose order you are on, if you let me know that you are secretly investigating my friend, don't blame me for cutting off my arms. ”

"The minister knows his mistake. He bowed his head, he didn't understand why Bouro was just an exorcist and why His Royal Highness the Prince valued him so much.

"For the so-called truth of the northern battlefield, let's end here. I just want to finish this journey as soon as possible and get drunk when I return to the capital," Xue Ren looked up at those heavy clouds in the sky, "I don't know how long it will take me to take revenge." I'm still too weak......"

Boro came out of the house, but he was the only one outside.

The old man was lying on the stone table, and there was a hole in his chest that was transparent from front to back.

The oil lamp was still burning, but the flame seemed to be becoming a little erratic.

Boro had plans to release the group, but they had lost hope in life, and they preferred to die in such a place. But before that...... They want to break the demon that tormented them into pieces!

The flames in the oil lamps began to gradually amplify, clearly reflecting the crazy and bloody scene in the room, and black figures dancing on the walls.

Blood splattered all over the floor

Boro threw his bloodied clothes on the ground, glanced in the direction and quickly disappeared into the street.

The residents who had hidden behind the door stepped out, dead after looking to make sure that the terrifying figure was indeed gone.

A bold resident ran outside the iron gate and looked inside, "A lot of blood!"

As soon as he blurted out three words, a fireball suddenly popped out of the room in the room.

The bright red blood polluted the flames, and the red flames burst through the roof with a thud, squirting out higher and farther into the sky.

Boro had long since moved away from there, and the people around him looked at the red flames rising in the sky, and some people began to talk.

The city patrol team was also disturbed by this movement, and rushed towards the location of the southern city, and Boro leaned against the stall on the side of the street with an indifferent look.

"Boss, how much does this thing cost?" Boro picked up a mirror trimmed with a red cord in his hand, looked at it repeatedly, "Give it to Sister Xiaolan, maybe she will be very happy." ”

"Ten coins. ”

"Give ......" Boro held up the mirror and saw through the mirror the flames in the sky that had not yet dissipated.

On the way back to the Peony Pavilion, Boro bought some firecrackers by the way. Walking down the street with such a bunch of things in his hands, many people even forgot that he was an exorcist.

"Sister Xiaolan" came to the door of the Peony Pavilion, and Boro greeted the girl who happened to pass by inside.

"Boro, didn't Sister Peony say that you won't come back?" Xiaolan looked curious, as if there was really such a thing.

"Where am I going to live if I don't come back?"

"Then I don't know, I sold your room to someone else. What should I do?" Xiao Lan saw that the smile on Boro's face gradually began to solidify, and laughed knowingly, "Teasing you, how can I sell the room to someone else." ”

"Sister Lan, you're scared me to death," Bo Luo breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out the mirror from the pile of things at hand, "This is for you, New Year's gift." ”

"For me?" Xiaolan held the mirror, not quite believing that it was real, and reached out and pinched Boro

"It hurts, Sister Xiaolan, I'll give you a gift, why are you pinching me. ”

Boro took two steps back vigilantly and lit a firestick, "If you get closer, I'm welcome." ”

"You're welcome, you want to hit me?" Xiaolan put away the mirror, "I just didn't expect that such an idiot as you would know how to give gifts." ”

(End of chapter)