Chapter 8: That's called Uncle
"Brother-in-law, where are we going?" After walking some distance out of the town gate, she began to stare at the people around her.
At this time, Ling Mohan paused, glanced at the little beggar, and said in a deep voice: "You have already come out, don't follow me anymore." ”
Feng Jiu was stunned, and then smiled sweetly: "Brother-in-law, what are you talking about?" "This uncle knew that she wanted to get out of town! Also, this person is not easy to look at, how could he not see this little trick of hers? But when she saw it, she was willing to help her, which surprised her.
Seeing him leave, Feng Jiu hurriedly followed: "Brother-in-law......" was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"I'm not your brother-in-law, don't scream." The deep voice is cold and hard, full of magnetism, showing the masculine charm of a man.
"Am I really mistaken? My sister said that my brother-in-law has a big beard and is very recognizable. She trotted over to his side and looked at him, grinning suddenly: "Well, maybe I'm really mistaken, my brother-in-law should be a little younger than you." ”
Ling Mohan walked his own way, completely ignoring the little beggar beside him, in his opinion, a beggar who had no cultivation and only a little bit of cleverness didn't need to be taken into account at all, so he quickened his pace, and his pace was several times faster than when he was in the city.
Feng Jiu was secretly surprised by his sudden acceleration of steps: looking at his steps seemed to be stepping on the ground, but it seemed that his feet were not touching the ground, and his body moved extremely fast, but it was not the same as her steps stepping on the snow without a trace.
"Uncle, uncle wait for me!" It's not that she really wants to rely on him, but it's just such a big road out of the town, besides, she doesn't have the heart to follow such a person around at the moment, and she has to find medicinal herbs to cure the poison in her body!
Speaking of which, Su Ruoyun is really not ordinary vicious, she was like her when she was treated, she robbed her of her identity and didn't say anything, she actually sold her to that kind of Qinglou place with the intention of letting her be abused and die, tsk, this woman! It's really poisonous like a snake and scorpion.
However, according to Feng Qingge's original memory, this Su Ruoyun seems to be from the twenty-first century, just like her? And she is very proficient in medicine, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to get such a mask exactly like her.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and what I thought was boring seemed to be becoming more and more interesting!
When Ling Mohan in front heard the uncle, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he subconsciously touched the beard on his face, and sped up his pace to get rid of the person behind him, however, two hours later, he stopped and glanced back, and when he saw that the thin figure was still more than ten meters behind him, he was secretly surprised.
How did he keep up with someone who didn't cultivate?
Feng Jiu panted and ran up, half-bent over with his hands on his knees and panting: "Whew! I'm tired to death, uncle, why are you walking so fast? ”
Ling Mohan twisted his brows and looked at this dirty little beggar carefully, half loudly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't follow me anymore, the place I'm going to is Jiu Fu Lin, that place is extremely dangerous, you can only die if you go in." ”
"No, uncle, I'm not following you, but I was originally going to go to Jiufulin, but since you are also going to Jiufulin, isn't it good for us to go together?"