When the boy saw that there was no one in that direction, he did not chase it, but turned back to the hut. The woman named Nangong Yingluo was also shocked when she saw that the young man in front of her could dissolve the secret weapon that their group of people were not aware of, and she didn't dare to say anything, but just followed into the wooden house. Although this wooden house is simple, it is also clean and tidy, and when you enter the wooden door, you will be greeted by a table made of tree roots, and the front of the table is carved with this flowering girl, this woman is very beautiful, so beautiful that the lord of the fallen city feels inferior. Next to the woman, there was a young man holding a knife of different lengths in each hand, with his back to the woman, and he could see that this was an attempt to protect her.

Just as the city lord was entering the fantasy, he suddenly heard a voice in front of her saying, "Can you get in or not?" The young man saw that the city lord had been standing at the door for a long time, and he didn't come in or go out, so he asked. It was only then that the woman came to her senses, and was about to run out of the hut with great strides, but the young man didn't pay attention to this, and was about to sleep on his own. The woman's subordinates were also at a loss when they saw their city lord running out, and they were all wondering where the city lord was going? The woman ran for a while and arrived not far from the wooden house, only then did she remember where she was going? Hurriedly turned her head to return to the wooden house, and walked to the wooden house to find that the subordinates she brought looked at her with a different face, so she ordered: "It's all dispersed, he is the person we are looking for when we go out of the city this time, you go back to report to my Abba and Sister, I will go back in a few days." With that, she pushed the door open.

The young man woke up and saw that it was the city lord again, and he wondered in his heart, didn't this person leave? Why did you come back again?" Is there something wrong?" the young man asked suspiciously, and the woman pointed to the other wooden bed facing the young man without saying a word, "Can I sleep here?" The boy didn't speak, just nodded and lay down again to sleep. At night, the boy dreamed of a Mid-Autumn Festival temple fair that year, a girl with a panicked face pulled the collar of the teenager, the young man's face was calm, and his face was spoiled. Suddenly, the picture changed to the picture of the young man protecting the girl and being surrounded and suppressed by the pursuers, and the young man woke up. Now it was the time when the young man looked at the city lord who slept opposite him last night, and he didn't think about anything and walked out of the wooden house with a wooden sword, he usually woke up at this time to practice today, and after practicing for a while, he looked at it and saw that it was already a late time, and then looked at the city lord in the house without any intention of waking up, so he practiced by himself again.

The woman woke up, got up and stretched, and looked at the other bed, where the quilt had been folded up, and the boy did not know where he had gone. Just wondering, I heard the sound of a fight not far outside, the woman hurriedly put on her shoes and ran over there, and when she ran not far from that position, she looked at it, and it was the young man, with two long swords in his hand, waving in the bamboo forest, as if flying, shuttling back and forth. Looking at the young man, the woman couldn't help but think of the young man she saw on the wooden table last night, could it be him? The woman thought to herself, and she found that the young man carved on the wooden table was the one in front of her. The woman was thinking in her heart who the girl on the wooden table was, could it be that he didn't protect the girl's life in the story on the wooden table? Or did the girl sacrifice herself in order to get out of his body, and just thinking about it, the city lord was there in a daze for a while.

When the young man saw this strange woman, he stood there again in a daze, and then he stepped forward and came to the woman. The boy stood for a while, and found that the woman didn't realize that there was a person standing in front of her, and the boy didn't pay attention. She walked to the cabin, and the woman just reacted, and found that the boy had long since disappeared, and turned her head to find that the boy was already on the way back to the cabin. Hurriedly ran over and stopped the young man, "Are you really proficient in all kinds of knife techniques?" The woman questioned the boy. The boy didn't answer, but walked on his own. "What's your name?" the woman asked again, but the boy still didn't answer. "How long have you been living here?" the woman asked again, but the boy still didn't make a sound, which made the woman wonder if he had any language barriers? Of course, there is a reason why the woman thinks so, from being late to now, I have heard the boy say three sentences, the woman thought about it for a while, only to find out that the boy said three sentences! Yin and Yin are twelve words. That's right, since the woman came here, the boy has only said these twelve words in a concise manner.

After a while, they walked to the stone bench outside the wooden house, and the boy sat down, and the woman sat down one after another. At this time, the young man spoke, "The knife technique is still insufficient, I am still improving, my name is Pingchuan in the Northern Tang Dynasty, I have lived here for ten years" The woman unexpectedly did not expect this young man to be able to say so many words, and she was surprised and did not forget to introduce herself, "My surname is Nangong and my name is Sakura Luozi Landie." The boy just nodded, for he already knew the woman's name yesterday. The two of them were silent for a while, and after a while, the city lord suddenly said as if he remembered something: "The sword technique is still insufficient? But all you have now is a wooden knife in your hand. Is it difficult to be a beginner?" It's not surprising that this city lord will be so similar, because whether it's a sword or a sword or any other cold weapon, when you first learn it, you use a wooden knife or sword, and if you use a real sword at the beginning, it's too heavy, in order to prevent beginners from accidentally injuring themselves in the learning process, it also reduces the damage to the wrist. Of course, there are also those who are born with divine powers, and there are those who don't need to start practicing with wooden weapons.

Obviously, in the eyes of this city lord, this young man in front of him is just that kind of beginner, because he is now using a wooden knife, and this is just one reason, this city lord completely forgot that just last night, the young man had a real knife in his hand to hold her neck, and there was also that knife to block the assassination from a distance for her. The young man didn't answer when he heard the city lord say this, but just looked at the city lord with a strange face and thought, didn't she know that he used a real knife against the city lord's neck last night? And saved her. How could Bei Tang have thought that in front of him, the city lord had just forgotten the scene last night. The city lord looked at this young man with a strange expression, and he was also suddenly startled, thinking in his heart, could he have found the wrong person? Then he asked, "You live here alone?" The boy just nodded. Of course, the city lord would ask this because she thought that the person she was looking for should be the master of the young man in front of her, but she didn't expect the young man to nod. The city lord was just about to ask something more, but suddenly she remembered what had happened last night, and held back the words in her mouth. When the young man saw that the city lord wanted to say something, he didn't say anything and didn't pay attention to it, so he just drank the water that had been in front of him for a while.

End of chapter.