Chapter Ninety-Five: Take the Initiative

"Where?" Li Fu asked worriedly, isn't it going to take revenge on a whim!

"Let's go!" Bai Qingyan picked up the sword and walked forward without looking back, and when he walked to the door, Wen Ruqing suddenly ran over from the outside, bursting into tears.

"Master, these days, you are really going to scare me to death!" Wen Ruqing pulled her sleeve tightly, and her tone of voice trembled a little! He knew that his master would not have any accidents so easily, and this little injury would not be difficult for the master at all! His little head was pleasantly surprised and excited.

His admiration and admiration for the master is getting more and more, he knows that it is not easy for a girl to walk the rivers and lakes, but although the master has gone through so many hardships, he has not been able to be defeated by hardships, and it is really worth learning from himself. He hugged the master, and was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while.

Bai Qingyan touched his hair and looked at his dark eyes, she felt that it was very good to have an apprentice, but this was not the time to fall in love, she asked Wen Ruqing to be obedient, "Ruqing, master go do something, and come back later." ”

Wen Ruqing didn't follow, although Bai Qingyan pulled him out of his arms, he still grabbed Bai Qingyan's clothes tightly when Bai Qingyan turned around to leave. "Master, but you're going on an adventure again? Ruqing didn't want to see Master take any more risks and let herself suffer! ”

Bai Qingyan shook her head helplessly, now she is no longer the same person she used to be, and she can't make up her mind indecisively. She reached out and tugged at her sleeve, "Ruqing, Master won't take any more risks, Master promises you." Wen Ruqing still didn't dare to let go, he was a teenager, he didn't understand. He only knew that there were times when he was really about to lose his master, and he didn't want to, he didn't want to have another time like this.

"Your master is right, she won't go on an adventure, with me with her, you can rest assured!" Qiao Changfeng walked over and said to Wen Ruqing. Qiao Changfeng's skills Wen Ruqing had seen it, so he believed it.

He nodded, looked at Qiao Changfeng, and seemed to be in his eyes, I handed over the master to you like this! You must take good care of her, and if Master is a little injured when she comes back, she will ask you.

Qiao Changfeng repeated again, don't worry! hurriedly followed behind Bai Qingyan. He guessed that Bai Qingyan seemed to have something important to do, but along the way, Bai Qingyan didn't reveal half a point to him. Instead, ask something inconsequential.

"How many days have I been in a coma?" Bai Qingyan asked. Her eyes were firm, and her tone of voice became firm.

"It's been four or five days!" Qiao Changfeng replied. If she is always in a coma for a day or four or five days, it is not a solution, it is not good for her health.

"How many hotels are there on this street?" Bai Qingyan continued to ask.

"There are probably four or five!" Qiao Changfeng didn't inquire about these things carefully, these days he has devoted himself to Bai Qingyan.

"Where are they all about?" Bai Qingyan asked, she wanted to take the initiative to find those disciples of the white-clothed sect by herself, she didn't want to sit still like this anymore and be controlled by others.

"I don't usually pay attention to it." Qiao Changfeng guessed what Bai Qingyan was going to do when he heard these words, he supported it, he didn't want to hide and hide because someone was chasing and killing, the soldiers would block the water and cover the earth, he would not be afraid of a group of disciples of the white-clothed sect.

"It seems that I have to go and ask one by one." Bai Qingyan sighed slightly, this is the most inefficient way, but now there is no other way. As she walked forward, there was an inn in front of her that hadn't yet closed.

"Boss, may I ask if there is a group of teenagers in white here who stay here? Probably seventeen or eighteen years old. Bai Qingyan walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, she didn't hide the scars on her face, and the white clothes that were exactly the same as those people.

The boss immediately had an impression of her, a handsome young woman dressed in white with a scar on her face, wasn't that what the group was looking for, and now she turned around to find them, why the boss didn't ask much. He has lived in this small town for many years, and knows that there are some things that should not be talked about, and if he is not careful, his life may be lost.

Over the years, he has seen too many things, which makes him feel that this is not a big deal, and he is no longer surprised by the things of sect disputes and revenge and annihilation. He lowered his head, a pair of calm eyes, it seemed that he had gone through the vicissitudes of the years, and it was difficult for anything to make waves again.

"I've seen this group of people you said." The boss looked at Bai Qingyan, and was also surprised that the young woman was carrying a long sword and had a scar on her face, but soon, this surprise was quietly withdrawn, and almost no one would find out. "It's just that when I met them, it was a few days ago, and they also came here to inquire about the girl's whereabouts.

"That's the case, thank you boss." After listening to this, Bai Qingyan only felt a slight affection for the boss, "It's just that the boss knows where this group of people have gone now, or how many inns are there in this town?" Bai Qingyan continued to ask, hoping to get some important clues, which would be better than such a busy and aimless search.

"I don't know where they went. As for how many inns there are in this town, I know, but there are not many, seven, some of which are distributed on this street. Others are more remote. The boss said.

"Thank you boss, then we'll take our leave." Bai Qingyan felt like she had got some important clues, and hurriedly wanted to leave, but the boss stopped her behind her, "Girl, except for this store, only the inn on the street has good housing, and it can accommodate such a large group of people." ”

Bai Qingyan looked at the boss and threw a grateful smile at him. The boss waved his hand and went to sit on the chair to settle the account, I don't know why Bai Qingyan felt that this boss was very kind, and it felt like he was secretly helping her, did this boss also know that she was a good person? Or is it because Bai Qingyan can't figure it out, so he simply doesn't think about him. But Qiao Changfeng was also puzzled, in the darkness of the long street, Qiao Changfeng wanted to ask softly in his heart, but he didn't ask after all.

"The boss seems to be a nice person. He told us where they were, and luckily we came to ask him the first time. Bai Qingyan said happily.

Qiao Changfeng frowned, and he didn't want to believe in his heart how anyone could help him so much. What's more, he has always had little trust in strangers. He was not as excited as Bai Qingyan, but he was a little calm, and he seemed to have thought that Bai Qingyan had met him before, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"It's just that those who know the times are handsome, and they are afraid when they see us carrying swords, so they tell the truth." Qiao Changfeng had already walked quickly to the position next to Bai Qingyan. One in black and one in white, the two of them walked together like this. It's so good, Qiao Changfeng's heart is a little warm.

It would be great if this black cloth could work side by side with white clothes for the rest of his life. There are some things that I know are impossible, but I still have some hope in my heart. Always thinking that there is no one in everything! Where is this, he is at a loss. After all, he hates those who are a little kind, so he is jealous of some kind people, but this boss will not lie for no reason.

"Maybe it's because we have good intentions!" Bai Qingyan's heart always has hope, like the sun that will never dry up, although it is dazzling, it is always in his heart. That's all because she grew up living in the light, although now she is temporarily succumbing to the night.

And Qiao Changfeng is diametrically opposed. Forever diametrically opposite, he has seen too much sadness, and the little light in his heart comes from Bai Qingyan at this moment.

The two of them walked briskly, as if they were rushing to a very anxious date for fear of being late. Mingyue is calm, calm and can't tolerate the slightest impatience and sword, but the killing is about to happen.

Bai Qingyan still went to ask the shopkeeper, but just when she said something and asked a question, a disciple happened to go downstairs and happened to see Bai Qingyan standing next to the shopkeeper, Bai Qingyan naturally noticed him, and his eyes were facing each other, and his eyes were full of indescribable surprise. The man reacted quickly and rushed upstairs.

Bai Qingyan pulled out his sword, the disciple came down quickly, followed by a large group of disciples, Bai Qingyan was not afraid that he was ready to fight, Qiao Changfeng also drew his sword, he was naturally not afraid. After so many days of not killing anyone, it's time to use a sword. Qiao Changfeng looked at Bai Qingyan, she was not as self-confident as before, and now she seemed to be like a different person, with murderous aura in her eyes.

Did she even kill the people in white? Qiao Changfeng was faintly worried in his heart that she would be difficult to do because she was also a disciple of the White Cloth Sect? But now, they have no choice. The group rushed down almost as if they had seen a target they had been chasing for a long time, each raising their swords.

You really don't deserve this white dress. Bai Qingyan thought in his heart. There was also a little more hatred in his eyes. But hatred is just hatred after all, so that they don't confuse right and wrong and kill them.

Both sides were already aggressive, seeing that a big battle was about to break out, the sword in Bai Qingyan's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and Qiao Changfeng was also on standby at any time. But at this time, the shopkeeper ran over, is he really not afraid of the real knife and gun? Did he spare his life?

But at the moment, what he was thinking about was his own money, the small shop he had saved up for a long time. He rushed to the middle of the crowd, a little shrunken, and trembling all over, he must have been afraid, but why did he rush in at this time? Bai Qingyan couldn't figure it out.