Chu Yi hurriedly returned to the General's Mansion, his eyelids fluttering, and his heart was extremely anxious.

The sun was shining, and after stepping into the courtyard, he saw no of her figure, his sword eyebrows frowned, and then he stepped into the room, which was empty, and his steps became vain, followed by an extreme uneasiness in his heart.

He turned around and hurriedly ran out, "Luoli, where are you?" Luo Li ......"

After looking for a circle inside and out, he still couldn't see anyone, and at this moment he was already a little unaware, panicked, remorseful, guilty, panicked, and all kinds of emotions were surging and intertwined in his heart.

She looked for him alone in the secluded woods late at night, and after finding him, she stepped forward to stand up for him, regardless of her own safety and Ling Mo's hard work, but what did she do?

Hearing Ling Mo's words, he was furious, and wanted to sprinkle his stomach full of anger on Ling Mo's head, and said softly to her that he didn't care about believing her, but in the end he didn't even have a comforting hug.

He wanted to kiss her so many times, but the emotion in his heart made him suppress it hard, his little tsundere was nothing, he was still waiting for her to be coquettish and show weakness.

even compared this matter with Yue Luo's matter, he also accepted Yue Luo bastardly, and once injured her all over her body, he was still too far from her mind after all.

He kept saying that he loved her and trusted her, but he was the most selfish person, his eyes gradually fogged, and his vision began to blur a little.

When he had mixed feelings in his heart, he ran over to meet a palace guard, knelt down and saluted, "Nine Princes, the little seventh prince beside you said that he and the Nine Princesses have gone to the North Underworld." ”

Chu Yi was taken aback, why did she suddenly go to the North Underworld? Why did Xiao Qi go together? He couldn't hide the panic in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly, "What else did Xiao Qi say?" ”

"Back to the Ninth Prince, I didn't say anything else, and left in a hurry after saying these few words."

"How long have they been gone?"

"About half an hour."

Chu Yi waved his hand, "Got it, you stand down!" ”

He turned back into the house, ready to wrap his baggage, he had to go to her, he really didn't want to bear this kind of parting anymore, and when he was about to walk out of the door, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a piece of rice paper under the window.

He frowned, walked over quickly, picked it up and took a look, his face instantly turned white, this word? So familiar.

It turned out to be Qiu Lu's accident, was she in a hurry to go to the North to save Qiu Lu? And what about her own safety?

He ignored the sourness in his heart, the paper in his hand was clenched into a ball by him, and he went out of the room like the wind, only bringing the wind with him, and hurried to the north of the earth.

The horse galloped on the official road, the wind galloped in his ears, and it was extremely cold on his face, hoping to catch up with her, no matter what happened, he wanted to face it with her.

Luo Li and Xiao Qi kept rushing the road, and in the evening they arrived at the junction of the North and the Southern Jin Dynasty, all the way over, they saw a lot of West Vietnamese soldiers on the road, scattered and scattered, and at a glance they knew that they were deserted last night and fled, and came to defect to the North Hell.

A hundred miles to the west, it is the place where Xiyue and the North Underworld meet, Yunzhou, which is already very close to here.

Luo Li and the others walked through the familiar road, detoured to Yunzhou, successfully crossed the checkpoint, and blended into Yecheng in the North Underworld before dark.

Xiao Qi followed her silently, watching and listening to all directions, his heart has gradually calmed down, and he just hopes that he can help a little.

The sky was getting dark, and the outskirts of the city were quiet, and occasionally the yellow sand was blown in, like a thin layer of yellow mist.