In the inn where Yu Guo and his team stayed, Ding Ruoyu sat at the front desk with an abacus and asked them if they wanted to eat or sharpen, and his expression was extremely jerky.

"This little lady was born well!" Several guard-looking men laughed at her across the counter.

Ding Ruoyu coped with it with a smile, absentmindedly dialing the abacus beads, and his eyes wandered to a little maid waiting at the door.

She almost kowtowed to Lihong before she begged him to bring her to Qingtan Town.

But she couldn't make a move, so she could only act as a bystander, staring at Chen Lan to carry out the task that was supposed to be performed by her.

After preparing the food and drinks for the guests, she went to a wing room in the backyard. Li Hong was sitting in front of the desk, there were a bunch of bottles and cans on the desk, I don't know what he was fiddling with.

Ding Ruoyu stood at the door in a daze, not daring to enter.

Li Hong raised his eyes to look at her, and suddenly there was a clear and shallow smile in his originally indifferent eyes.

Ding Ruoyu finally moved into the door like a snail.

She was now dressed in the coarse white clothes of a commoner woman in Yuguo, and her hair was curled into the shape of a little woman. looks quite a bit of the gentle charm of a water town woman.

Looking at Li Hong, who was also dressed as a civilian scholar, his gentle face was only in his twenties. She sent the gods to say, "How old is my brother? ”

"Come here." Li Hong's expression did not change in the slightest, and he pointed to the futon beside him and asked her to sit next to her.

Ding Ruoyu lowered his head and knelt down, not daring to ask anything.

Li Hong stroked her hair in a bun lovingly, then got up and walked to the bed behind the curtain, her voice a little tired and weak: "I need to rest for an hour, you stay here, don't go anywhere." ”

As soon as he lifted the curtain, he didn't have time to take off his shoes, and he fell straight down on the couch as if he had suddenly died.

Ding Ruoyu was startled, his face turned pale, and he moved to his side for a while, shaking his hand on the tip of his nose, but there was no breath.

Unbelievingly, she pressed her hands on the side of his neck and chest, and his skin was so cold that he couldn't even feel his heartbeat.

"Li Yun......" Ding Ruoyu knelt beside the bed in a daze, clutching his lifeless palm, dazed and at a loss.

It was still light outside, and the dead men usually didn't act in broad daylight, at least at this hour, and the visitors wouldn't make any trouble.

Ding Ruoyu couldn't wake up Lihong, so he had to force himself to believe his words and wait for an hour.

"Don't die, don't die......" she said with words in her mouth, hating that time passed too slowly.

Finally, Li Hong opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly, just like when he fell, Ding Ruoyu hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed him.

"Let you wait at the desk, not at the bedside." When his face was expressionless, there was only indifference and arrogance in his eyes.

"I ......" Ding Ruoyu was originally very scared, but he didn't dare to explain anything at this time.

Lihong pulled her to sit down on the edge of the bed, and a smile gradually appeared on her face: "Every time I go to sleep, it's like death, the weakest time...... At this time, anyone can easily kill me. ”

Ding Ruoyu looked at him in astonishment, opened his mouth and said nothing.

"Keep it secret for me." Li Hong smiled and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and his indifferent appearance seemed to be joking.

He suddenly got up, took down an old book with a worn cover from the wooden shelf against the wall, handed it to her, and said, "Take it and see it." ”

Ding Ruoyu took it, turned a few pages, and said in a daze: "Witchcraft? ”

"Last time I told you, you didn't refuse." There was a little more bewilderment in the young scholar's smile, "Don't want to be a first-class master? ”

Ding Ruoyu was silent. She really wanted to become stronger, but she also knew that once she started practicing witchcraft, she would never be able to get out of witchcraft for the rest of her life.

Li Hong looked at her quietly, not urging, but after she noticed his gaze, he suddenly raised his arm, stretched out a slender finger, and pointed to the small gold cage hanging on the bronze decoration next to the shelf.

A faint tongue of fire swept by, and the caged mice instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

"Want to try it?"

Ding Ruoyu swallowed his saliva and nodded vigorously.

The man's peach eyes are crooked, gentle and affectionate. The index finger swiped at the center of her eyebrows, and her voice was soft and soft: "Practice hard, don't be discovered by others, I will personally check it in a month." ”

His gentle smile made Ding Ruoyu shudder. She was also puzzled by her own reaction, and lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him again.

The practice of witchcraft is different from martial arts, it does not require much physical exercise, but it tests one's willpower. The energy from the outside world is introduced into the body to amplify several times and then released, opening up a new space in the body.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and witchcraft is no exception. First of all, it is necessary to enter a mental state that is completely different from that of ordinary martial artists to enhance mental power. When the mental power is strong to a certain extent, it will expand its divine sense, and it will enter the first stage of witchcraft practice, shaping the gods.

The stage of shaping the gods is to consolidate the spiritual power, to integrate into the transformation of all things in the world and to become familiar with them, to get in touch with the most basic structures of objects, and to gradually be able to control them. The later stage of the god shaping is the second stage of refining the gods, creating things and transforming shapes, turning stones into gold, creating something out of nothing, and running all things. Eventually, he will be able to communicate with heaven and earth, and become the celestial beings described in ancient books. And the theory of heaven and man turning into gods only exists in legends, and it is impossible to know whether anyone has reached this realm.

After flipping through the books for an hour, it was not early, and Ding Ruoyu returned to the counter.

She was bored and picked up the ledger, and after a while, three or five teenagers dressed as local farmers came in.

It is the man of the camp of the dead.

She still dealt with the weak appearance of the officers and soldiers of Yuguo, and asked them whether they would stay in the hotel.

"All of them!" This big voice is Tian Bei when I hear it.

Ding Ruoyu didn't even look at him, her gaze stayed on the face of one of the handsome young men.

Relatively silent, but there are a thousand words.

Yu Feiqiong's gaze gradually changed from the joy and excitement of seeing her at the beginning, to indifference and distantness. Ding Ruoyu frowned slightly, wanting to explain to him, but found that it was not the right time now.

They still have a task to accomplish.

Yu Feiqiong snorted coldly, and the other teenagers picked up an empty table and turned to sit down.

Ding Ruoyu went over to serve them food with a plate, and secretly stuffed a note into his palm.

When she was squatting outside the kitchen to wash the dishes, Yu Feiqiong appeared in front of her.

"Tell me the truth." He opened his mouth coldly, only five words spitting out.

Ding Ruoyu wiped his hands and looked up at him: "What do you want to know?" ”

"I didn't fall asleep the night you left." Yu Feiqiong's expression became more and more gloomy, and she suddenly stepped forward and pulled her up from the ground.

"What do you see?" She didn't have the slightest displeasure, and calmly made him angry.

"I'm asking you!" He growled.

"I went to see my distant cousin, and I mentioned to you before that he is also a witchcraftman, and he arranged for me here." Ding Ruoyu sighed softly.

Yu Feiqiong froze completely.

"Your cousin?" He was incredulous, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and his hands held her tightly and trembled uncontrollably, almost breaking her wrists.

"I also found out in the past two days that he is Lihong." Ding Ruoyu took a breath of pain, but there was still a gentle smile on his face, "What I said is true." ”

Yu Feiqiong's eyes looked directly at her.

"It's ridiculous." He let go of his hand, picked up the rag and wiped his fingers carefully for a long time, as if she was dirty.

"Because he's my cousin, you've become disgusted with me?" Ding Ruoyu's face turned pale, and his slender body trembled slightly, which made people feel distressed.

"You have to choose between us...... Sooner or later, I'm going to seek revenge on him! Yu Feiqiong was unmoved. His eyes were already showing pain and suffering, but his face was tightly controlled, looking excited and forbearing.

Ding Ruoyu stepped forward and carefully grabbed his sleeve.

"That's my choice." She let go again, smiling slightly at his gloomy and depressed gaze.

Yu Feiqiong couldn't control it anymore, and the blood in her heart suddenly surged to her face. He stretched out his hand and held her face excitedly, as if holding a rare treasure, and slowly lowered his head.

Ding Ruoyu panicked inexplicably, raised his hand and gently pressed his index finger to his lips.

Seeing that he was also so panicked that his face turned red, he apologized to her in a whisper, and begged her to forgive Fang Cai's abruptness.

"Stay alive and leave the Xiyan Kingdom together!" Her eyes were gentle and calm.

In the middle of the night, there were a few birds chirping.

Ventriloquism is Chen Lan's forte. The sound of birdsong means that she has succeeded in controlling the Jingshan princess sent by Yuguo.

She was holding Jingshan at the moment, kneeling in a side room. Lihong sat cross-legged behind the screen, and Ding Ruoyu stood by the screen, waiting for him to give instructions.

"Qiao'er, you brought the princess to me." He spoke slowly.

Princess Jingshan stuffed strips of cloth in her mouth and was tied up like a zongzi. Ding Ruoyu has been training in the Underground Net Palace for a long time, and her strength has already surpassed that of ordinary people, so she was easily lifted up and walked around behind the screen and in front of the soft couch.

Li Hong took off the mask and gently removed the hairpin from his hair. The black hair was like water and forging, spreading down, and he immediately felt a little more feminine and demonic, and Ding Ruoyu was red in the face.

The princess of Jingshan was even more stupid, staring at him in a daze, originally struggling hard, but instantly paralyzed into soft mud.

"Will you do what I say?" The corners of Lihong's mouth hooked up his casual smile.

The more inadvertent, the more harmful it is.

Princess Jingshan nodded desperately, but she didn't know where she got the strength, but she knocked Ding Ruoyu who was holding her away a foot away, fell on the ground and moved to the side of Lihong's feet.

Li Hong smiled like a demagogic demon, he leaned down, picked up Princess Jingshan's jaw, and pressed her ear to explain something.

After that, he asked Ding Ruoyu to untie her and asked Chen Lan to send her back to the room.

The night was long, and the lights were like beans.

When there were only two people left in the room, Ding Ruoyu finally showed a puzzled expression.

"Bei Yu sent Jiang Chenghua this time." Lihong tore off a corner of his clothes, hastily tied his hair, and half-leaned on the soft couch and said lazily.

Ding Ruoyu stepped forward and knelt next to him to listen quietly.

"Let's not go to Mozhou City first, wait for the people of Yanlong to receive Jingshan and return to Agni City."

"Why?" Ding Ruoyu vaguely remembered that Jiang Chenghua seemed to have a secret relationship with the Xiyan National Master in front of him, and he also had a lot of friendship.

Li Hong laughed. He stretched out his arm and took the teacup, blew it for a long time before taking a sip, then sat up and said, "I'll let Jingshan Xing stab Yan Longxing." ”

Ding Ruoyu froze on the ground in shock.

"When the time comes, it will not cost a single soldier...... Mozhou, they have to cede to Yanguo no matter what. He explained.