Leaving the inn, An Chengluo and his group walked for a morning, and soon arrived at the border of Jiazhou, as long as they passed Jiazhou, and then crossed Ruizhou, they could reach Jiangnan.

It's just that the sky is not beautiful, and the group just set foot on the boundary of Ruizhou, and it snowed heavily.

The heavy snowfall was not conducive to hurrying, so the trip naturally slowed down, resulting in the end of dusk, and they failed to reach Ruizhou City.

The group had to find a dilapidated temple and rest for the time being.

Feng Shi commanded everyone to settle the carriage, this is the dowry of the eighteen carts that are about to be sent to the Hua family, and he cannot be careless, let alone miss half a point.

Xiao Qizi led everyone to put the broken temple in place again, and built a few fires, and the temperature in the entire broken temple instantly warmed up.

The conditions in the broken temple are naturally not as comfortable as at home, but when a prince travels, the prepared line will naturally not be bad.

In a place like a ruined temple, it would be nice to have a place to stay.

couldn't bear that An Chengluo's subordinates were not sloppy at all, and they cleaned up the broken temple, and even temporarily built three soft couches for a few masters to rest.

Two of the couches were also enclosed with curtains.

It can be described as thoughtful.

The entire ruined temple was guarded by strict guards, and not even a fly could fly in.

An Chengluo simply ate something to satisfy his stomach, and when he was bored, he picked up a wooden stick and poked it into the fire for a while, and the sparks splashed onto the back of Fei Ye's hand.

The pain made her brows furrow, and she snorted coldly: "A salted fish, your hands are so cheap, why don't you go and play with the sword, and chop off your cheap hands." ”

An Chengluo raised his eyebrows, glanced at a small red dot on the back of Fei Ye's hand, pursed his lips, and bowed his head silently.

Under normal circumstances, he should act distressed at this time, and then go up to shush the cold and ask for warmth.

But......

If he really did that, he would definitely not make Fei Ye happy, but would be disgusting her.

Fei Ye is not the kind of deep boudoir woman who twists and squirms, not to mention that this little spark splashed on her hand, even if she directly put a piece of red-hot iron on her hand, it is estimated that she will not frown.

Hua Xian'er covered her mouth and snickered on the side.

It's also very interesting to see the two of them fighting each other like this way, and there is no boredom of hurrying.

An Chengluo continued to pick up the small wooden stick, poked around in the fire, and said: "It's not early, let's rest early, I've got enough spirits, and I have to continue to rush tomorrow." ”

Hua Xian'er nodded, took the lead in getting up, stretched her waist, and said lazily: "After a day in the carriage, I am indeed a little tired, so I will go to rest first." ”

After speaking, he walked to the soft couch that Xiao Qizi had laid out in the broken temple.

Fei Ye didn't say a word, glanced at An Chengluo coldly, got up and walked to another soft couch.

In that look, the disgust was vividly expressed.

An Chengluo automatically ignored it.

Seeing that Feiye and Hua Xian'er went to rest, An Chengluo threw down the small wooden stick in his hand and got up and walked out of the broken temple.

The sky was glowing with inky light, and the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the ground was already covered with a layer of snow, and the slightest cold wind poured into the bones, like ants gnawing at it.

Outside the ruined temple, small tents were set up one after another, and there was a fire every five steps to keep warm.

Feng Shiben was patrolling around, and when he saw An Chengluo standing at the gate of the broken temple, he hurriedly trotted over.

Xiang An Chengluo bent down and saluted, and said, "Why did the prince come out, it's windy outside." ”

An Chengluo raised his hand and said, "It's okay, this king just wants to come out to breathe, how are the people below arranged?" ”

Feng Shi patted his chest, grinned, and said, "Don't worry, the prince is in order, everything is in order, and you can't freeze any of them." ”

An Chengluo smiled.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, he is full of luxury, but his eyebrows and eyes are pleasant, and his chuckle is cold, shallow and amazing.

Stunning should not be used on men, but I can't help but look better than women, and anyone will feel appropriate to describe An Chengluo.

After explaining a few words to Feng Shi, An Chengluo returned to the broken temple.

Sitting back by the fire, he didn't get tired for a long time, so he took out the [Thousand Worlds Collection] from his arms, and looked carefully at it word by word by the light of the fire.

Although he is not tired and can't sleep, reading a book can offset his sleep time, and he doesn't have to rush to sleep, not to mention, in this broken temple, the conditions are limited, and he who is pampered may not be comfortable.

Well, no one will say that they are pampered, but they can't bear that An Chengluo is not an ordinary person.

As the night deepened, there was no sound around except the crackling of burning firewood.

Suddenly, An Chengluo's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look outside the broken temple.

The wind outside seemed to be stronger, and the whistling sound seemed to be getting more and more rampant.

Outside the door is the dark sky and the endless snow curtain, as if the broken temple is the boundary, dividing the temple into two completely different worlds.

The inside of the ruined temple is filled with the warmth of firewood, and outside the ruined temple is unknown darkness.

An Chengluo put away the book, walked to the door, and did not walk out directly, but stood at the door, his eyes probing out.

Squinted slightly, only to feel that in the dark depths outside the broken temple, there seemed to be a flash of bright light, and before An Chengluo could think deeply about what that bright light was, he saw a cold light hit his head.

The arrows glowing with cold light, with the sound of whistling wind, aimed at An Chengluo's eyebrows, piercing the night with lightning speed.

An Chengluo's eyes shrank suddenly, his body leaned back, and with a little more force under his feet, he turned sideways and dodged the arrow that was shot.

The arrow almost grazed An Chengluo's ear, and shot down a piece of hair, and the arrow shot straight to the ground, making a few soft "ding" sounds, and then rolled to the side.

An Chengluo glanced at the broken hair on the ground, and suddenly felt in his heart that this situation seemed familiar.

A few months ago, Fei Ye had also shot off a small piece of his hair with an arrow.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, An Chengluo immediately collected his thoughts and frowned and looked outside the broken temple.

The movement of this arrow was enough to wake up Fei Ye, and almost at the same time as An Chengluo looked outside the broken temple, Fei Ye also came to his side with a sword.

As a killer, she was always vigilant, not to mention that in the wilderness like the broken temple, and all the way with An Chengluo, a salted fish, she didn't think that this way could reach Jiangnan so quietly.

After all, there are not a few people who want to kill him.

glanced at the arrows and broken hair on the ground, and frowned slightly.

Sure enough!

The killer hidden in the darkness came at An Cheng again.

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