Hujin glanced up at Wan Qiyan, waiting for his answer.

"Hurry first." Wan Qianyan agreed with Shen Yinqiu's words.

Shen Yinqiu refused Wan Qianyan's help, and carefully climbed onto the horse, with Wan Qiyan holding the horse rope, without danger. She sat on the back of the horse and looked at the ground beneath her feet, and she also had the urge to ride a horse alone. But it's not realistic, she still won't ride.

Guardian Jin chased in the direction that Aoba had left, and after a while, the two of them came back together, so fast.

The group began to rush frantically according to the way they came before, Shen Yinqiu stopped taking medicine yesterday and was not so easy to get sleepy, she leaned on Wan Qiyan's arms, listening to the sound of everyone's hurried horses' hooves, the momentum was so violent, the people on the street along the way began to get out of the way of the middle avenue.

Shen Yinqiu saw that on the open window on the second floor, Luo Sanchuan was lying on it, waving at them, and Luo Dashao was also standing beside him.

Shen Yinqiu naturally couldn't stretch out his hand to greet them, his hands and feet were wrapped in a big coat. And the horses, who had been recuperating for a day and a night, were like madness, and soon took them out of sight.

In addition to Luoshui Town, the gold guard began to walk in the front of the left and right, and the green bamboo and green leaves were also behind, leaving Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan alone in the middle, maintaining this formation and moving forward without any chaos at all. The official road is spacious, and even if there are carriages passing by, they do not collide with each other.

After two hours of riding, the sky began to darken, the cycle of winter was very long, the more cold it became at the end of winter, just like when it was close to night, the cold wind whistled in the ears, and the exposed skin was like being cut by a knife, and they all brought thick velvet face towels to withstand some cold currents.

Shen Yinqiu had already been stuffed into Wan Yanyan's arms and was not allowed to take his head.

The gold guard stopped in front of a debrised shed, which was terrible. They turned to Wan Qiyan and said, "Master, the teahouse where we rested in the middle of this road has been demolished, and I'm afraid there is no place to rest in front of me." ”

It's so cold that it's not realistic to spend a night out in the open.

Wan Qiyan opened his mouth and a string of white gas came out, and his face was pale and he couldn't see his emotions, "How far is it from Luoyang." ”

"Hurry at this speed, and you can reach Luoyang in time."

Wan Qiyan, "When will Luoyang close the city gate?" ”

"Master, it's only closed when it's too late." Protecting the Golden Road.

Wan Qiyan immediately decided: "Continue to hurry,"

"Yes!" The gold guard obeyed the order, tightened the reins, and with a roar, the sound of horses' hooves that had just stopped immediately sounded on the official road that was already uninhabited.

Aoba sat behind Wan Bai and seemed to sense something, and his frozen red fingers slightly clenched the sword under the outer big sword.

Qingzhu's vigilance is not as sensitive as hers, and her internal strength is not as deep as hers, only Wan Qiyan glanced back, and Qingye seemed to have received some kind of order. Leaping lightly, he stood on horseback, his back to them, and looked behind, the cold wind stirring the surrounding grass and trees, swaying from side to side, bringing hidden benefits to the trackers in the shadows.

The dark sky also made the surrounding scenery hazy, Wan Bai felt colder behind him, and when he looked back, he just saw the figure of Aoba leaving like a bat.

He opened his mouth and poured a breath of cold air, and considering the silent team, he didn't say anything, only to clench the reins hard. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Qingzhu beside her, why didn't she go to help?!

Wanbai believes that Aoba dares to go alone because he is confident to solve the little tail, but isn't it faster to solve it by going alone? After a long while, he thought that they were in the rear of the young master, his martial arts were not high, and it was indeed inappropriate to give his back to the enemy.

And Qingzhu didn't look at Wan Bai, she was even more vigilant after learning that Aoba left.

Half an hour has passed, and Aoba still hasn't come back, Wan Bai looks back from time to time, and the sky that has completely darkened can't see anything at all, but it is very oppressive to give people a sense of danger, as if something is secretly spying on them.

After a long while, Aoba returned to the horse in a cold air, and Wanbai keenly smelled blood. Turning his head and frowning, he whispered, "Injured?" ”

Aoba shook his head, there were more people, and he couldn't get rid of the blood when he got it. She took out the dry food in the package on the side of the horse, and gnawed on it without saying a word, obviously hungry, and the physical exertion of killing so many people was terrible.

Wan Bai took the kettle heated at her waist and gave it to her, she took a sip of it and continued to eat.

She looked like this, Qingzhu didn't dare to ask if she wanted to. After Aoba had finished nibbling on the three flatbreads, she drew her saber and slowly wiped it with a cloth.

The blade of the sword was no longer bloodstained, but it could still emit a strong smell of blood when it was closer. Wan Bai felt this way.

This blood-tracing sword was taken from her master's waist on the day Aoba left the school, and if she wants to leave the school, she has to kill the teacher. This sword has been passed down for a long time, with one master and one dynasty, carrying thousands of lives. Iron-forged, and still blown.

Qingzhu finally found a chance to talk, and whispered: "How many people?" ”

"Thirty-three." Aoba calmed down, bowing his head and wiping the Blood Tracer Sword, as if to say that he had trampled on thirty-three ants.

Qingzhu gasped, don't look over and stare at the road ahead, thirty-three, one pick thirty-three! It's not unreasonable for outsiders to be in awe of Aoba, like the killer sent by the outside world, he may not be a top master, but it definitely won't be unpopular, and the worst is also the middle and upper class.

What is Aoba's skill?

There were no words all the way, and they arrived safely in Luoyang.

The streets of Luoyang at this point of the inn have gradually deserted, and the long streets are empty, and occasionally there are one or two for supper, and they are still holding stalls to serve customers.

It was late at night, and they didn't have anything to pick, so they found a nearby inn and knocked on the door to stay.

Rich is the uncle, even if the inn is about to close, when he sees the silver, he greets them warmly. They booked a room, Shen Yinqiu and Wan Qiyan went back to the room for dinner, and the rest of the people gathered a table downstairs.

Because they have been in a hurry, all of them are almost stiff in their hands and feet, and as soon as the shopkeeper approached them, he was confused by the cold air that came to his face, and quickly asked Xiao Er to bring a stove to warm them.

Mo Shaogong shook his body to roast the fire, because he didn't have a horse, so he came by the path, but his path was a little frightened in the middle. So much so that he has been peeking at Aoba since he arrived at the Luoyang Inn.

Aoba didn't pay attention to him, she didn't even look at him, she was busy ordering, and the three flatbreads didn't satisfy her appetite.

Mo Shaogong was next to Wan Bai, how could Wan Bai not find his abnormality, he glanced at Aoba twice, and pushed Mo Shaogong unkindly and asked in a low voice: "What do you always look at Aoba for?" ”

The so-called whispering is naturally not small in the ears of these martial arts practitioners, and the gold guards and green bamboos all looked at Mo Shaogong, but the parties were still immersed in their own world.

Mo Shaogong was looked at by them, and swallowed his saliva nervously, and his expression was a little hot and adoring, "I accidentally saw Sister Aoba, killing people, there are so many people!" Dozens of people are besieging her! I wanted to help, but I was entangled for a long time when I met one, and in the end, it was Sister Aoba who took the time to save me. "He was enthusiastic at first, and then a little depressed in the end.

At that time, he saw that so many people were besieging Aoba, although he knew that his ability was not strong, but he was a partner on the same road, and Aoba was a woman, so it was rare that he didn't stand by and watch, and went in to help with enthusiasm, but he was rescued and pushed away and said don't make trouble!

Don't mess with it...... He felt very hurt, so he hid in the shadows and secretly watched Aoba reduce the number of opponents step by step.

He was worried about her being in danger, seeing that she turned around to resolve and harvest a few names by the way, he couldn't help but want to clap his hands, his eyes moved with her figure without blinking, and he learned a lot of things.

So he hid from watching the whole process, and he only had two feelings, Aoba was so powerful that he wanted to go to heaven! And he was a little cowardly when he saw her. I can't imagine that people who are usually silent can kill people so terrifyingly! Thinking of being beaten by her usually, at a level like him, I'm afraid that if I send a hundred, she will be like cutting cabbage.

When everyone heard what he said, they all turned their heads without interest and went their own way.

Mo Shaogong: What about the "......" reaction?

Wanbai is also focused on the fire, and the weather is really cold.

Instead of glancing at Aoba with a smile, he asked, "Or the same group of people from before?" How many are coming this time? ”

"Well, thirty-three." Aoba looked at the fire light road, and the light in her eyes reflected the fire shadow without any other emotions, she who had killed people and was in a hurry, at this time, she was only cold.

The handguard put his hands on the back of his head and sighed: "You have been busy all the way, and you have worked hard." ”

Aoba didn't speak.

Qingzhu felt suspicious and said: "They always attack at night, and they don't stop after so many people die, and they won't focus on Aoba?" ”

"Aoba doesn't show the Blood Tracing Sword, no one knows her identity, and she doesn't go back alive every time, even if she sees it, it's useless." The tone of the protector was full of affirmation of Aoba, their secret guard and Aoba were not from the same training camp, but the place where Aoba came out was much more dangerous than them.

"Stayed." In silence, Aoba suddenly said.

Qingzhu thought of that night and said worriedly, "The last time you kept a vigil, did you feel like they recognized you?" ”

"I don't know." Aoba frowned and didn't say.

She naturally felt the other party's determination to kill her regardless of everything. Thirty-three people, do you really think she can stop it with one person? If you want to kill the master, you can leave a few people to pester her, but no, they are all trying to kill her.

Therefore, it is not so much to chase and kill the master, but to seek revenge on her.

But when she leaves the master's side, the other party will give priority to the master, and if she is there, they will find a way to get rid of her, and she is the master's shield.

Wan Bai obviously thought about this layer too, he was a little impatient, this feeling had not appeared for many years, but recently after he went on the road with Aoba again, he was a little uncontrollable.

Because it's thirty-three! I survived this time, and what about next time? He always thought that Aoba was on an assassination mission.

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