ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

The genius was slightly bright, and after Xinglian left a letter for his little maid Ruoyan, he turned out of the wall with his bags on his back.

Now she is a well-known genius girl in Pingling Country, and she is a mortal alchemist of the treasure in Qiao's Mansion, even if someone criticizes it, she doesn't dare to say more than half a word.

Before the Phoenix Gate was opened, the ten-zhang high Xinglian turned over lightly, slid all the way down the wall, and landed safely.

After hiring a carriage, he bought the dry food he needed along the way, and with the direction he remembered, he headed for the location of the Dark Land.

It was still early in the morning, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, so Xinglian sped up his speed, just trying to reach that mysterious land in the shortest possible time.

Different from the blue-scaled horses of the Four Winds Beiling at the beginning, the speed of ordinary horses drove for three whole days before they finally arrived at Fenglin Town near the Mohe River.

Xinglian was tossed miserably this way, so anxious to hurry, changed horses six or seven times along the way, but even if she was an iron body, she couldn't withstand the bumps day and night, and when she finally arrived at the door of a hotel, she finally moved her legs and climbed out of the carriage, and hurriedly greeted Xiao Er at the door: "Little second brother, please help me prepare an upper room, hurry, the old lady is dying......"

"This ...... The guest officer ......" Xiao Er was startled, and hurriedly came up to help her, and when she saw Xinglian's face when she got closer, the expression on her face suddenly became colorful, and she opened her mouth for a long time before she spit out a sentence, "Hey, little lady, you're not dead?" ”

Xinglian slid down two lines of black lines on his forehead, and reluctantly glanced up at the person in front of him, only to realize that after a long time of emotional trouble, this restaurant was the one where she had eaten with Si Jingyan at the beginning.

"Yes, little second brother, I trust you Hongfu, I'm not dead yet......" nodded helplessly, moved her sore feet again, she pulled Xiao Er's arm, "Hurry up and prepare to go to the room and let me lie down, otherwise I will die soon......"

"Hey, Haola, you wait......" Xiao Er bowed his head and answered, seeing that she was still alive, he couldn't help but be happy, and immediately led Xinglian inside, and before he had taken two steps, he paused again.

"This minister, you are not dead, are you?"

Xinglian's heart jumped, and he looked up.

Sure enough, the slender and handsome figure in front of him is not who Sijing Yan is!

Si Jing Yan didn't react much to this greeting, and raised his eyes to look at Xinglian, who was half-hanging down and had a painful face.

By the way, her gaze was fixed on her hand hanging on Xiao Er's arm.

Miss Xiangfu, is it so casual when you go out?

Xing Lian stared at him for a long time, and when he saw Xiao Er strangely scanning back and forth between her and Si Jingyan, he could only grin and bring out a smile, "Xianggong, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence." ”

Si Jingyan didn't answer, as soon as his fingers moved, Xinglian's hand immediately slipped off Xiao Er's arm, and his figure flashed, standing beside her, blocking her crooked body.

"Let's go get the room ready." A cold voice spat out from thin lips without the slightest emotion.

"Yes...... Be. Xiao Er answered, and quickly slipped away.

Looking at the back of Xiao Er running away, Xinglian hooked his lips, pulled out a smile, and hung on Sijingyan's body without hesitation, "Lord Jing forgives me, the little woman really has a sore back and legs, so I will borrow your arm, anyway, the two of us played back last time as a husband and wife, how much do you bear with me......?"