Lake Lausanne, towards the city of Lu.

"Diya, even if Sang Qing knows that you took me out of the royal city, as long as he doesn't have conclusive evidence, he can't attack you and Wuri's subordinates. But if you stay with me all the time, Sang Qing's people will find evidence one day. ”

In the temporary mansion, Garuda stopped Diya again, who was about to go out, and said in a serious tone.

He knows his current situation very well, he is a fugitive, a sinner who intends to kill his father and usurp the throne, as long as anyone who is with him, he may be dragged down.

They were in Bamur before, which was completely the territory of the lion tribe, and the people of Sangqing were everywhere.

So he acquiesced to Dia's help and asked her to keep him safe all the way.

But now that they have broken through the defense line of Lausanne Lake and successfully entered the Lausanne Lake Plain, where there are many small cities, his people got the news at the first time and came to Chaolu City to join him.

So he already has the ability to protect himself, and if he drags down Dia and Uribu, he will have a troubled conscience.

"Garuda, you're so naïve......"

Dia looked into Garuda's eyes and sighed for the first time in front of him.

"What do you mean......"

Garuda frowned, and looked at Dia's eyes a little deeper.

"Do you think that if I leave you now, Sang Qing will let me go?" Dia looked at the drizzle flying outside the window, her eyes were cold and empty: "You just don't want to owe me, for fear that you will use me with a word of love, so that your conscience will be disturbed." ”

Garuda was dumbfounded, he didn't know what he was thinking before, but when Dia said this, he seemed to understand it at once.

That's right, he didn't want to owe Dia ......

Even though he had come all the way from Wangcheng, he already owed her too much.

In fact, if Dia hadn't kissed him that day, if they had always been in the relationship between the third prince of the royal court and the holy daughter of the Wuri tribe, then he would not have resisted Diya's help so much......

Because there is no affection between the third prince and the holy woman, but there is between Garuda and Dia.

Dia likes him, no matter how dull and stupid he is, he can see the clues.

And what about him?

Does he have a clear conscience?

No, he had a guilty conscience......

It's just that his current situation and identity don't allow him to think about anything other than dealing with Sang Qing, saving his mother's clan, and saving his mother.

And if he can't do all of the above, what right does he have to stand in front of Deya?

Is it just his status as a fugitive and a loser?

Is he worthy of pulling the cloud-like Diya off the altar like this?

He didn't know what Dia thought, but he knew he wasn't worthy.

Only when he gets up from the mud and breaks out of his own world again will he be qualified to say love to Deya.

So he didn't want to continue to be protected by Diya, he didn't want to waste Diya's feelings for him in this kind of thing......

"Garuda, you didn't take advantage of me, you didn't let me down, you don't have to say sorry to me, because you will soon learn that I actually have other purposes for helping you besides feelings."

With grass and raindrops reflected in her eyes, Dia knew it was cruel for her to speak like this, but rather than wait for the truth to be revealed, it was better to prepare Garuda as soon as possible.

Garuda, who heard this, obviously wanted to say something to her, but the waiter who had been waiting for her on the side obviously couldn't wait.

Glancing sideways at Garuda, who was in a deep groan at her words, she finally left with the attendant.

There are many ways to choose from the word love, vigorous, mutually beneficial, and rebellious...... Or forget about each other.

The first three are very beautiful, even if they hate each other, they are proof of what they once were vigorous.

But she and Garuda are not all the way, and they are destined from the day they are born.

She didn't want to turn against him, so the best outcome was probably to forget about each other.

"Holy, Holy Son?"

Turning over the horse, Xiao Yi felt that his eyes were estimated to be as big as two copper bells at the moment.

No, aren't you the emperor of Dayan? Isn't it the Lord of the Red Dust? Isn't that some kind of extraterritorial killer?

How?

Do you have another identity?

According to his Xiao Yi's understanding of the thirty-six divisions of Beiyi, except for the prince and daughter of the Beiyi royal court, the other departments only have radicals, sons of radicals, and daughters of radicals.

And the one who can have the title of Holy Son and Holy Daughter is the only one who serves the god of Beiyi in Beiyi, known as the source of the thirty-six departments, and the status is even higher than that of the Wuri Department of the Lion Department.

There is a high priest in the Wuri Ministry, and there is a holy son and a holy woman under the high priest's seat, and now the talents of the Wuri Department are withering, and the position of the high priest has been vacant for a long time, and the actual person in power is the holy woman Dia, who can inherit the position of the high priest of the Wuri department at any time......

But is there a Son in the Uri Division?

How had he never heard of it?

If Feng Wuyan is really the holy son of the Wuri Ministry, then aren't he and that holy woman relatives?

Xiao Yi's mind was spinning in circles, not only today, he felt that he was going in circles every day after coming to Beiyi......

However, the road was not the time to ask, so he could only follow behind Feng Wuyan and Xiao Xiruo, and a group of five people went to the destination towards Lucheng together.

Chaolu City is not large, it is one of the dozen or so small cities adjacent to the Bamur grassland on Lake Lausanne.

It's just that Chaolu means stone, so it's actually a very simple stone city. Even in those dozen or so small cities, they are very inconspicuous existences.

Therefore, it is indeed a good choice for Garuda and others to hide here.

"Chaolu City is not far from the checkpoint you came out of, we only need to repair in Bayi City for one night, and we can meet Her Highness the Holy Maiden at noon tomorrow."

Wolf Fang said to Feng Wuyan excitedly.

Three years ago, this was the first time he had seen each other. Others don't know the situation of His Highness the Holy Son, but the core attendants of their Wuri Department do.

Because His Royal Highness the Holy Son is the only one who has succeeded in the secret arts, and he is a real genius of Tianzhong, I don't know how many streets he has thrown behind those first warriors of Beiyi.

It can be said that for the entire Wuri Division, the symbolism of His Highness the Holy Son is even greater than that of the Holy Maiden who leads them now.

Including the reason why they were able to successfully save the third prince this time and avoid the pursuers of the royal court, it was also the handiwork of the person in front of them.

In the face of the eagerness of the wolf fangs, Feng Wuyan seemed very calm.

He can remember everyone who has crossed paths with him, and naturally he can also remember the wolf fang who has been instructed by him twice.

Therefore, he quickly omitted the step of testing the other party, and poked at the point:

"What happened to Garuda? Is there a quiet place to stay? ”

"Holy Son, rest assured, there is a holy woman watching in person, and the third prince does not have any out-of-the-ordinary ...... except for contacting some of his old ministry."

Before the wolf's words were finished, Feng Wuyan and Xiao Xiruo's faces couldn't help but darken.

"You say, he contacted his old ministry?"