This time, Chen Lan continued to be at the bottom, living her unmotivated and happy life as usual. Weak water and the others also gave up on her, never said anything about her, and let her come over every day to do some painless training.

Ding Ruoyu, who had been idle for many days, finally received an assignment from her superiors again, ordering her to go to Beiyu to escort one person back to Agni City. Qiu Ping, who had worked with her, brought a portrait of a man in his thirties with a bookish face.

"He is a Yue Guo soul dementor, and he is also good at medicine, his name is Lu Xianda, and he is Cang'er's junior brother." Qiu Ping introduced the person in the portrait, "But the two turned against each other early on and parted ways." This person has a lowly skill and a perverse personality, and he previously betrayed the original Nanyue Dementor Organization and was chased and killed everywhere, so he fled to Beiyu incognito, and this time he came to Yanguo for fear of exposing his whereabouts. ”

Qiu Ping said, took her to the hotel on the outskirts of the city, and asked her to act immediately, and had already prepared a horse coil and other items.

Picking up the package and stepping on the horse, Ding Ruoyu was about to leave, and a person walked out of the hotel. Nangong Yi, who was wearing a wooden mask, hurried over, threw her a thick leather cloak and said, "The master said that it is cold in the north. ”

Ding Ruoyu was stunned and looked inside the door. The corridor behind the door is so tortuous that you can't see anyone in the lobby at all. She hugged her cloak and smiled, soft and warm as the rising sun of spring.

The horses galloped along the route marked on the map, out of the city of fire and through two neighboring towns, and at dark came to the surrounding sparsely populated villages.

She saw that the villagers around her were all surrounded by walls, so she was embarrassed to disturb, so she came to the wasteland, dragged the cut branches as firewood, baked frozen pancakes, and spent the night outside. The horse walked back and forth, gnawing on the dead grass on the ground, she looked at the familiar red horse, and suddenly realized that it was Lihong's usual mount, no wonder it was a three-day journey in one day.

This cloak must have been prepared by him. Ding Ruoyu wrapped his whole body in it, only his head was exposed, and he slept on the wasteland with his baggage.

The next day, she had plenty of water, knowing that she would have to cross a vast desert of uninhabited desert throughout the day.

The yellow sand was flying, and the wind was howling, so that people could not open their eyes. Ding Ruoyu almost covered his entire face with a turban, revealing only a slit to make it easier to see, and drove the little red horse to rush forward as fast as possible, entering the territory of Yuguo at dawn.

The winding mountains of Duyun outlined a charming ultramarine outline in front of them, and the winter wind was a little more bitter, piercing through her thin turban and piercing her face.

Ding Ruoyu let go of the reins, paced forward by the little red horse himself, untied his turban, and wiped off the sand and gravel all over his body. The horse walked like a guide, and slowly led her to a collapsed courtyard not far ahead, and wandered around twice.

The broken bricks and tiles half-covered the plaque that fell to the ground, on which the word Mufu was written, and it was covered with dust. Ding Ruoyu glanced at it, then grabbed the horse's head and walked to the other side of the mountain road.

Passing through Yunshan, there were soon people in twos and threes. It was still early, Ding Ruoyu continued to hurry after feeding the horses, and came to a market after dusk.

This time, she didn't save money, she found a clean and bright inn, and the first thing she did after booking a room was to come to hot water to wash away the wind and sand on her body.

Ding Ruoyu changed into a narrow-sleeved tunic dress bought at a ready-to-wear store in a small town, with half-dried hair, and ordered the store to bring some hot food. After eating, I meditated for a while and laid out the soft quilt.

After three days of running, I can finally have a good night's rest, and just as I was about to lie down, there was a sound of people turning on their backs outside the inn. Ding Ruoyu hastily braided his hair into a braid, pushed the door out with a dagger, and saw a group of strangely dressed characters breaking into the door.

"Shop, stay in the store!" At first, he was a big man, wearing only a thin single coat on a cold day, with many silver rings hanging on his wrists and neck, and he looked like he was a member of some ethnic minorities in South Vietnam.

In his arms, he was still holding a pale woman, motionless, and it seemed that she would soon die.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper was also afraid of bad luck, and was about to persuade them to live in another house, when a woman with a graceful figure and a gorgeous appearance suddenly walked out behind the big man, slapped a piece of silver into the counter, and said arrogantly: "Didn't you hear? Don't hurry up and get ready! ”

Ding Ruoyu held on to the railing and watched silently, the bewitching woman raised her head and smiled at her, and the silver jewelry on her body made a crisp and pleasant sound with her steps, as if there was some kind of magic hidden in it.

The telekinesis in her body automatically flowed to help her resist the invasion of this demonic sound, and in a short time, the power in the bell sound was completely canceled out. She turned back to her room and closed the door tightly.

This trick is different from Lou Xue's magic qin phantom technique, and it is more like the "Gentle Township" played by Qin Niang Xueyan in the witch cult before.

It's not a decent move.

Her sleepiness disappeared all at once, and she walked back and forth in the house for a long time before she fell asleep.

It was too hard to run for days, and with the soft and warm quilt, I slept until noon the next day. After tidying up, I went to the lobby and planned to go back after lunch.

When there were many people, Ding Ruoyu had to huddle at a table with three women who looked like people in the rivers and lakes, quietly swallowing food one by one.

The shopkeeper sitting on the bench chatted with two or three old regulars leaning against the counter.

"Just last night, two waves of people came, and they all looked like they were from out of town." The shopkeeper picked his teeth with a bamboo stick, crossed one leg and said with great interest, "First of all, it was a teenage girl, although her face was tightly wrapped, but that dress, that body of yellow sand, was a golden bean, and it was right to come from the Yanguo Desert." ”

"What about the second wave?" There were quite a few people cheering on the side.

"The second wave is a group of South Vietnamese barbarians, wearing gold and silver, and they are even more generous!" It took the bull shopkeeper half a day to pick out the silver on the counter at night, and he still carries it in his arms until now.

"It's worthy of Brother Niu, only do big business! I don't know how much I earned? A middle-aged businessman with a shiny face stretched out his big fat hand and patted the shopkeeper's body. The squinted bean eyes reveal the cunning in the bones.

The cow shopkeeper has a big mouth and obviously makes a lot of money. But then he shook his head, showing his usual suspicion: "It's not that I'm too talkative, except for Zhang Yuan, although the second group of people is also generous, they are very strange...... First of all, a tall man with a ghost-white woman in his arms, presumably his wife. There is also a little concubine in the back, and her eyes are as charming as a vixen! followed by a few followers, dragging the family with them. When they got up early this morning, they had dinner in the hall, and Lao Zhao, who was passing by the rice shop at the back, just glanced at the beautiful lady a few more times, and guess what? The mother-in-law's temper was bursting, and the two fingers fell like this, and Lao Zhao flew to the Wang Ji coffin shop opposite! ”

"Hahahaha......" laughed at the counter.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, don't change until you are old!" Next to Zhang Yuanwai, a thin old man with a goatee said.

The shopkeeper laughed for a while, and the ledger turned to a certain page and raised, "Everyone knows that my house is the most well-behaved inn, and you have to register before you go to and from the hotel." You see, that's what the gang is registered for. I said what was written here, but the fierce beautiful mother-in-law glared at Lao Tzu and told me to be nosy! I don't want to be thrown into the coffin shop like Lao Zhao, so I have to let those barbarians mess around. ”

The goatee took the account and looked at it, but saw that there were several black square marks on the whole page, which seemed to be stamped with seals, and the few margins below were crowded with the five rooms and the amount of money paid.

"This seal is a chic ......," the goatee muttered, and the ledger was snatched away.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was a rough man in his thirties. The man was dressed in a short dress, and was followed by six or seven young men in white who were slightly younger than him, both men and women. A young man crossed the crowd and debuted: "Senior Brother Wen, what's wrong?" ”

After a glance at the account book, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Nanyue Soul Dementor!" ”

The rough man surnamed Wen glared at the young man fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Lu is cautious!" ”

Before the words fell, a cold snort came from the corridor. Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a woman in a thin shirt with a bright face fluttering down the stairs like her feet on the ground, her clothes were windy, her black hair was scattered to her waist, the silver bells and silver rings on her body were jingling, and her face was naturally bewitching and seductive.

"It's—that's her!" The cow's tongue trembled, and he didn't know whether he was amazed by the woman's beauty or frightened by her terrifying skills.

The bewitching woman walked straight to the counter without squinting, glared at the shopkeeper and said, "Go and call the best doctor in the city, and limit you to one hour, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ”

As he spoke, he slapped his right hand on the counter, and once again slapped a huge gold bead into the counter, and with a flick of his hand, he wanted to fly away.

However, the figure in front of him flickered, and the man surnamed Wen had already stopped in front of him, and arched his hand and said, "The girl is so handsome and kung fu, can you leave her name?" ”

The bewitching woman squinted and squinted, and said coldly: "You and I are neither friends nor enemies, and we may not see each other again in the future, why do you want to inquire about my identity and origin?" ”

"I met the girl Pingshui below, and I saw the girl show such a hand, so I have to learn and learn the tricks." The man surnamed Wen said, "Down there is Wen Shou, the eldest disciple of Qinglong Pavilion, and I hope the girl will give me some advice!" ”

The woman in the thin shirt smiled indifferently, shook her toes to the left, and when Wen Shou attacked, she rose from the ground, flew into the three-zhang high staircase corridor, pushed the door into a room, and her cold and seductive voice passed through most of the hall to Wen Shou's ears: "Do it with me, you are not qualified enough." ”

The rough man's voice changed, and the senior brothers sat around an empty table for a week, and Wen Shou drank alone. A short time later, a doctor with a medicine box came into the store. Upstairs, two men in equally thin clothes drove down and went straight to the house with the doctor.

But not long after, with a loud bang, the old doctor was thrown out of the door and rolled down the stairs.

Accompanied by the doctor's screams, a man's scolding came from inside the house: "The quack doctor has lost his life!" ”

Everyone in the hall looked at each other and hurried over to help the old doctor.

Seeing this scene, Ding Ruoyu, who had been silent beside him, withdrew the wind shield that the old doctor had placed under him when he rolled down.

It seems that the group of South Vietnamese people are going to deal with Lu Xianda. She glanced sideways at the disciples of the Blue Dragon Pavilion again, none of them were familiar, I don't know why this group of people suddenly came here?