"By the way, we are in a hurry, is it because Lao Song has already escaped from Kyoto first?"

Since the last time Jiazi Zhan escaped from Chen Daxian's men in the martial arts arena, Su Muhan has been wandering around Kyoto in disguise, but the absolute boundary of Kyoto has never been broken, because Chen Daxian's search barrier has been narrowing step by step.

If you are not careful, you will directly attract Chen Daxian.

Su Muhan has been talking to himself, and he has been asking Xia Lan questions, but Xia Lan has not answered.

"Xia Lan, what do you see in the exploding skylight behind you? Has the earth fallen? ”

Looking at the huge pillar of light that soared into the sky, Su Muhan felt a little strange......

Unfortunately, Xia Lan still didn't answer.

"Xia Lan, what's wrong with you? It's covered in blood, why don't you speak? Who beat you like this? Did it hurt your throat? If someone bullies you, go, I'll help you get revenge! ”

Su Muhan patted Xia Lan on the shoulder, but Xia Lan was like being stunned, she only knew how to drive the carriage and run wildly all the way.

"What the hell is wrong with you? If you don't talk again, I'm really going to be angry! ”

Su Muhan's patience was gradually exhausted, and her face gradually became serious, but Xia Lan was still silent, but this time, she took out a stack of drawing paper from her pocket......

Su Muhan felt strange, but he still took the stack of drawing paper that was already stained with blood from his hand.

Looking at the first one, Su Muhan couldn't understand it.

Looking at the second one, Su Muhan felt as if it was still a little interesting.

Looking at the third photo, Su Muhan found that the little girl and the little girl in the painting were quite loving.

Looking at the fourth one, Su Muhan began to gradually become silent.

Look at the fifth, sixth, and seventh sheets...... Until the last piece of drawing paper with only words, all the expressions on Su Muhan's face disappeared, leaving only the most primitive expression, silence and seriousness.

At this moment, Xia Lan handed over a small note that seemed to be stuffed to Xia Lan by Song Sizhe in the crisis, and after reading it, Su Muhan only asked:

"The pillar of light that soared to the sky just now was made by Song Sizhe?"

……

After a moment of silence, Xia Lan nodded......

"Stop."

Su Muhan's voice was steady, steady and calm, calm to the point of frightening and terrifying.

It's a pity that Xia Lan didn't stop, because Song Sizhe's note said, to the south, you can't stop.

"Xia Lan, I'll say this last time, stop."

Su Muhan's gaze kept staring at the place where the pillar of light behind him rose and the earth shook from him, firm, divine, and full of murderous aura.

But, undoubtedly, Charan will not stop.

Because this is the only chance to escape from Fengxuetang and Chen Daxian in exchange for Song Sizhe's life, once it is missed, there is no hope of life.

Su Muhan seemed to have known Xia Lan's answer, so he didn't ask again, and jumped straight out of the carriage, preparing to return to the direction of the hunting ground.

"Su Muhan! Don't you understand! Our opponent is Fengxuetang! It's Chan Tai Sin! An immortal who has lived for hundreds of years! With our current strength, where can we compete with them! ”

Su Muhan got out of the carriage, and Xia Lan also hurriedly stopped the carriage and caught up with Su Muhan.

"I don't understand! I am not related to Song Sizhe, why did he die for me?! He doesn't have the qualifications! ”

For some reason, Su Muhan's voice trembled a little, and the tip of his nose and the corners of his eyes were so sour.

"He may be the only person in the world who truly loves you!"