"Moon Servant?",

Luo Qiyue glanced at them with a smile, she hadn't heard of this title for a long time.

"What does this title say it does, do you really expect me to do another Holy Fire Sect Moon Envoy?"

"The proprietress ......",

The cook and the thin man glanced at each other, and they were puzzled, what was wrong with being a Moon Servant of the Holy Fire Sect? Although the talents of the Holy Fire Sect withered and could not be compared with its heyday, it was still a force to be reckoned with in the Western Regions, and it was better to be a Moon Envoy than to be a proprietress in this small inn.

Clinker Luo Qiyue shook her head and said, "From now on, you don't have to call me the boss lady again."

The two of them were stunned and asked, "What is that calling you?"

Luo Qiyue said: "Whatever, Luo Qiyue, or others, whatever you want, this inn will no longer belong to me",

"That's... To whom?",

"You two, the left protector or the ghost king, whoever wants it, take it, it's not a valuable thing",

With a sneer, he walked to the counter and opened the drawer to pack up the gold and silver.

The cook looked at her blankly and said, "Boss... Are you leaving?",

Luo Qiyue glanced at him and said, "It's still a memory that has been taught repeatedly, yes, I'm leaving, you... Take good care of yourself",

Although they are always murdered on weekdays, they are stupid and vulgar, beaten and scolded, but after decades, there are always some feelings.

The cook asked, "Where are you going?"

Luo Qiyue didn't look up at him again, just shook her head and said, "I don't know, it may be... Guanzhong",

"Guanzhong ......",

The cook and the thin man couldn't tell what was in their hearts, and they wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, and for so many years they had been accustomed to obeying orders and never asking questions, and today they were making an exception.

Du Hehuan said: "Have you thought about it? His heart is very hard now, it is difficult for him to forget the people he remembered before, but it is not easy for you to enter his heart."

He is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and her careful thinking naturally can't hide from him.

Everyone in the world knows that Du Hehuan is the left protector of the Holy Fire Sect, but few people know that he also serves as a guide, responsible for preaching doctrines and guiding and pointing out the followers in the sect. This position cannot be filled by someone who is experienced, knowledgeable and insightful.

It is precisely because of this that no matter whether he is an evil person or not, people are willing to call him Mr. Du, even when Yunshang first met him.

And he knows people like He Busi well.

One is a ruthless swordsman who has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world and has closed his heart, and the other is a foreign woman who has been stained for so long but suddenly moved her heart, and there are no flowers or fruits between them.

Luo Qiyue smiled softly and said, "If someone has walked into his heart, I can too",

Why don't you think about recuperating from your injuries for seven days, during which Du Hehuan also came to see him.

They should have been enemies, if it weren't for his alertness when he was worshipping the sword in the Red Mansion that day, it was very likely that he would have become the soul of Du Hehuan's hands, and there was a deep hatred between them, but when they met again, there was no trace of hatred in their hearts.

After all, in a sense, it was Du Hehuan who made him.

He can also understand Du Hehuan's attachment - Du Hehuan's attachment to Wei Qinghong and the Holy Fire Sect is the same as his current attachment to the sword.

Why don't you say anything when you leave, Luo Qiyue just made some pastries to see him off, and after he accepted it, he left the Crescent Inn, entered the desert, and returned to Guanzhong.

The desert is still the same desert when he came, the sun is like fire during the day, and the night is as cold as ice, ordinary people will definitely die if they enter it, and monks with slightly lower cultivation will not dare to enter rashly.

Based on He Busi's cultivation, there is naturally no danger to his life in this desert, but there is no doubt that it is an ascetic, and after a day of walking, hunger and thirst begin to burn him, and he still has food on him, and there is still anyone, but he is unwilling to move.

His food and water were allocated, he ate and drank once every two days, and if he exceeded that, it would affect his itinerary, so he endured despite hunger, despite thirst.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells",

At this moment, a camel bell came from behind him, and the footsteps of the camels in the sand were neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow.

There was no killing intent, no vigilance, only a faint hint of aroma.

He knew who it was, so he didn't look back.

But the camel quickly caught up, and the skirt of the plain Liuxian skirt gently brushed his body.

The woman sitting on the camel handed him a gourd of water, and smiled softly: "He Daxia, you are thirsty, drink some water",

This woman is naturally Luo Qiyue.

Who but her would come all the way to bring him water?

"Thank you",

Why don't you think about taking her water, but you don't look at her, and go forward alone.

Luo Qiyue sat on a camel and walked beside him, and said with a smile: "He Daxia, the little woman has been in the Western Regions for a long time, and she also wants to go to Guanzhong to have a look, I don't know if there is anything interesting about your Guanzhong?"

"Nope",

Why don't you think about it.

Of course, there are many interesting places in Guanzhong, such as Zhongzhou, where the stars are shining, Jiangnan, where the smoke and water are misty, and Heluo, where the flying immortals are prosperous...... There are countless beautiful scenery in Guanzhong, and there are countless romantic characters, but for He Busi, those are all painful memories; his childhood was in Jiangnan, where he suffered all the cold eyes and machine spirits; when he was a little older, he went to Heluo and went to worship the Sword Red Mansion to learn art, but the Sword Red Mansion brought him only more cold eyes and ridicule, as well as the love affair that ended before it began and the situation of the "Moro Wudian" that died for a lifetime; as for Zhongzhou, that was the place where he broke his arm......

There are many grand scenes and many interesting places in Guanzhong, but those are other people's, not his.

So he said no.

Luo Qiyue said with a smile: "How could it not be? I heard that the grand scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, the buildings of Zhongzhou, and the morning light of the mountain are known as the three best in the world, if you haven't been there, why don't I take you to play?"

He Busi shook his head and said, "No need",

Luo Qiyue blinked and said with a smile: "It's okay, anyway, the road to Guanzhong is still long, you think about it first",

"Since we are on the way, why don't you come up, I'll give you a ride, this camel will always go faster than you",

Why don't you think: "I like to walk alone",

The two of them walked out of the desert all the way, most of the time He Busi was cold, but Luo Qiyue always didn't care about his coldness, he was naturally aware of her affection, and she was even more indifferent to her, and she followed him more patiently.

In this way, until Guanzhong, they suddenly heard the news that the reincarnated holy child of the Northern Regions was about to be born.