Pei Ruhu, who was far away from the stall, saw that there was no one around, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced behind him with a heart.

Fortunately, he has traveled south and north before, and has quite a lot of experience in escaping and evading pursuit, and has encountered similar situations, so he has been prepared, otherwise the moment the other party deceived him just now, I am afraid that he will be exposed.

Just then a hint of gloom flashed in Pei Ruhu's eyes.

"Did you catch up so quickly? It seems that this place should not stay for a long time......"

I thought that he had escaped from Tianhai City early, and there were multiple means to disturb the other party's sight in the middle, thinking that the other party would not catch up so easily, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived in Moshi with his front foot, the other party's back foot followed, which was really unexpected by Pei Ruhu.

Thinking that the Zhao family's dart bureau where the good brother was located was slaughtered all over the house, and even he was hunted down and killed so far, he was embarrassed, and Pei Ruhu faintly showed anger on his face!

"The Murong family is really too deceitful!"

That Sun Han of the Longmen Realm is obviously a member of the Murong family, but that Murong Yunxiu is extremely hypocritical, and he even pretended to go to the Zhao Dart Bureau to bury and collect the corpses for everyone, and the thief shouted to catch the thief!

While saying that he must find out the truth and will never let the murderer go, he sent someone to kill him, the only survivor!

Hypocrisy! What a hypocrisy!

In the past, Pei Ruhu still thought that Murong Yunxiu was a character, but now that he looks at it, he is just a villain!

"Wait for me, I will definitely not let you go, I will definitely find an opportunity to expose your Murong family's criminal deeds to the Candle Dragon Division, and avenge the Zhao family brothers!" Pei Ruhu clenched his fists. "Zhao Laosan, it's not that my brother doesn't tell you the truth, it's just that if I stay in Tianhai City for a breath, then the Murong family is afraid that I will be able to disappear without realizing it, so now you can ask for more blessings, but you must not be deceived by Murong Yunxiu's hypocritical face."

Originally, Pei Ruhu was also happy when he knew that the third child of the Zhao family was still alive, at least the Zhao family's dart game was not completely wiped out, and Zhao Laosan could continue the inheritance.

But when he was about to secretly tell Zhao Laosan the truth, he found that Murong Yunxiu met Zhao Tiancheng at the city gate one step ahead of him, and he didn't know what he said, so Zhao Tiancheng seemed to believe what Murong Yunxiu said.

In desperation, Pei Ruhu could only take advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on Murong Yunxiu at that time, and quietly left Tianhai City.

With Pei Ruhu's experience and experience, I am afraid that Tianhai County will not be able to stay anymore, even the Candle Dragon Division of Tianhai County is difficult to trust, after all, everyone knows that the Murong Family of Tianhai County has a good relationship with the Candle Dragon Division of Tianhai City.

Although the Candle Dragon Division belonged to Emperor Qin of the Immortal Dynasty, Pei Ruhu did not dare to gamble.

Therefore, the only thing that can reveal the truth may be to go to the Heart Temple and ask the abbot to administer justice, or go straight to Chang'an and go directly to the headquarters of the Candle Dragon Division.

He didn't believe that the Candle Dragon Division at the feet of Emperor Qin would still have any collusion with the Murong family.

But whether it is Jianxin Temple or Chang'an, they are all east of Tianhai County, and Pei Ruhu, who had just left Tianhai City, was intercepted and killed, and finally escaped with his life, so he could only change his direction, planning to go all the way to the west first, first go to the mixed West Desert to hide, and then find an opportunity to detour to Jianxin Temple or Chang'an.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to move so fast, and now he has found that he is in this desert city.

Although Moshi nominally has the rule of "can't do it", and there is the Red Flame Army as a backer behind it, but the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce is the power of the Murong family, and several other chambers of commerce in Moshi are also more or less related to the Murong family, and if he waits like this, he is afraid that he will be the same as the turtle in the urn.

He didn't dare to bet on whether the Murong family would really make a move in the Mo City.

Therefore, if you want to be truly safe, you must leave Moshi and go straight to the West Desert.

In the Western Desert, the sky is vast, the yellow sand is all over the sky, there are countless relics and secret realms, poisonous scorpions and monsters are frequent, and the various tribes in the Western Desert are even more repulsive than the demon clan, and at that time, no one really wants to find him easily!

Thinking of this, Pei Ruhu couldn't care about the broken slate that he had seen before, which was obviously of extraordinary origin, lowered the brim of his hat, and hurriedly walked towards the outside of Moshi.

And behind Pei Ruhu, a pair of cold eyes were staring at him.

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On the other side, Huai Zhi'an and Murong Yunxiu came to the stall, and their eyes fell on the woman in the Western Desert.

Unlike other stalls full of antiquities, large and small, I don't know whether they are true or false, but they all look inexplicably bluffing, on this stall, only a stone slab lies there alone.

The slate is blue-gray, one palm long, two fingers thick, with uneven edges and corners, obviously falling from something broken, and it is impossible to tell how much this fragment occupies the total.

I don't know how long the slate has been washed by the wind and sand, but it is shining with surging golden light on the surface, and the source of the golden light is the word "swastika" engraved in the center of the slate.

Light and dark are uncertain, like breathing!

Sensing the arrival of Huai Zhi'an and the two, the woman from the West Desert raised her head and glanced at the two, then lowered her head again and stopped paying attention.

Since she walked out of the Western Desert and came here for more than half a month, her slate has already been seen by nearly ninety percent of the monks in the Desert City, even those business people, as well as the deputy general Qiu of the Red Flame Army.

But without exception, after listening to her conditions, everyone chose to give up the slate, even the deputy general who was Qiu Wu and Qiu, but he only hesitated again and again and had no choice but to give up.

The two people in front of him, eighty percent had just come to Moshi, and they happened to pass by, and they saw the illusion like everyone else, so they were just curious.

And for Huai Zhi'an and the others, the illusion just now was fleeting, but now that they were so close, the illusion did not appear again, and Murong Yunxiu was puzzled.

As the head of the Murong family, although Murong Yunxiu is only at the peak of the Shentai realm now, his visible knowledge is extraordinary, thinking of the picture he just saw in the illusion, Murong Yunxiu put away the paper fan, gently tapped his palm, looked at the stone slab carefully, and asked after a while.

"What do you call Your Excellency?"

The woman from the Western Desert raised her eyes and glanced at Murong Yunxiu, silent.

Murong Yunxiu, who had eaten the closed door, was not angry, thought about it, and spoke again, but this time it was in a language that Huai Zhi'an was quite unfamiliar with.

But this time, the woman from the Western Desert raised her eyebrows, looked at Murong Yunxiu in surprise, and looked up and down.

It is not uncommon for people from the Western Desert to speak the official dialect of the Immortal Dynasty, but there are very few people from the Immortal Dynasty who can speak the dialect of the Western Desert.

The person in front of him is obviously not the kind of chamber of commerce businessman who has been in the Western Desert all year round, so he can speak the Western Desert dialect.

After thinking about it, the woman in the Western Desert slowly spoke and said an extremely short sentence.

"What did she say?" Huai Zhian said curiously.

Although he could guess that it might be a name, Huai Zhian really couldn't understand it.

Murong Yunxiu explained: "She said her name is Lou Miaolan. ”

"Miss Lou, my name is Jiang Minghui, and the Immortal Dynasty is just a scattered cultivator, and I am quite interested in this slate of yours, so can I get started with this slate?"

"Whatever."

Lou Miaolan replied casually in the official dialect of the Immortal Dynasty, which she was not proficient in.

She didn't care if the name "Jiang Minghui" was true or not, and she didn't worry about whether the other party would roll things up and run away, because it wasn't that there was no such bold guy before, but that guy ...... Tsk, the old man died miserably, and he was directly slapped into meat by General Qiu's palm, and the barren wind mixed with yellow sand blew, and he didn't even have to bury it.

With the deputy general Qiu of the Jade Realm in charge, anyone who makes trouble in the desert city will already have the corpse of the wind and sand floating in the western desert.

Even if there are Vientiane Realm monks coming, behind Qiu Wu there is still the Red Flame Army guarding the Western Desert, which one who is not long-sighted dares to touch the Red Flame Army?

Murong Yunxiu carefully picked up the slate, and after a brief test, he found that there was nothing unusual or mysterious on the slate except for the word "swastika" that shimmered with golden light.

"Huh? This is...... Sanskrit for Buddhism? ”

Looking at the slate, Murong Yunxiu suddenly sighed, and found a line of Sanskrit on the back of the slab that only Buddhist monks would write.

"Do you know?"

Huai Zhi'an also saw this small line of Sanskrit and asked Murong Yunxiu.

Murong Yunxiu frowned and looked at it for a while, then shook his head helplessly: "I don't know ......."

"Even when the Sanskrit language has not collapsed, only a few Buddhist monks or Bodhisattva Arhats can write it in the spiritual mountain, let alone know it, even if they have seen it."

Huai Zhi'an nodded, indeed, when ordinary people see this line of words, they may even mistake it for a ghost drawing talisman, Murong Yunxiu can recognize it at a glance It is already very knowledgeable in Sanskrit, after all, how many years has the Buddhism collapsed.

"Today, those who can recognize this line of words may also see the abbot of the Heart Temple and the presiding officer of the Golden Cicada Sect." Murong Yunxiu sighed and handed the slate to Huai Zhi'an.

If you can read that line of Sanskrit, you may be able to explain the origin of this slate, and you will be able to follow the traces of where this slate came from.

But alas, she couldn't read it.

Huai Zhi'an, who was on the side, looked at the slate in his hand, and quietly, a wisp of sword intent probed into the slate.

Unfortunately, even he couldn't see the mystery of the slate.

"So the key point still falls on this line of Sanskrit?"

Touching his chin, Huai Zhi'an looked thoughtful.

There are not only those two people in the world who can read this line of Sanskrit, but he also knows a senior monk, and it just so happens that the other party is now in the Western Desert.

"How?" Murong Yunxiu asked curiously.

Putting the slate down, Huai Zhi'an chuckled: "It's not good, but it seems to have a lot of origin, what?" Are you interested? ”

Murong Yunxiu on the side nodded.

Her instincts told him that if he could dig a little deeper, there might be some amazing chance in this thing.

"Lou girl, how are you going to sell this slate?" Murong Yunxiu asked.

Lou Miaolan sighed, for most of the past half a month, she really listened to this question so much that her ears were calloused.

But no matter how many times others ask, she will answer over and over again.

"I don't want money! If you want a slate, you need to promise me one condition! ”

Huai Zhi'an and Murong Yunxiu were not surprised, the person who seemed to have said the same question before, but the answer they got seemed to be difficult to accept.

Murong Yunxiu nodded: "Let's talk about it." ”

It's not that Murong Yunxiu is confident, but with the strength of the Murong family, there are not many problems with Murong Yunxiu today!

Lou Miaolan glanced at the two people in front of the stall seriously for the first time, and said meaningfully: "It's very simple, if you want a slate, you need to help me kill someone." ”

"Murder?"

Huai Zhi'an and Murong Yunxiu were both quite surprised by this answer.

Because this question is not difficult to say, but it is easy to say...... It doesn't seem to be simple.

You must know that in this place of the Western Desert, there is no shortage of outlaws and powerful monks with mysterious origins, not to mention anything else, the deputy general of the Red Flame Army, Qiu Wu, even if he can't wield the entire Red Flame Army, but leading a small part of the Red Flame Army can be called terrifying.

But if even Qiu Wu can't agree, it means that the person Lou Miaolan wants to kill, even Qiu Wu can't solve it!

In the entire Western Desert, who can't be killed by the Red Flame Army?

Lou Miaolan took a deep breath, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time rose in her eyes, and her words were indelible hatred that could not be erased by a thousand knives: "Lord of the Western Desert, King Lou Mo!" ”

“！？”

Murong Yunxiu's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Lou Miaolan in front of her in disbelief.

"You're going to kill King Loumo!?"

The words were so outrageous that Murong Yunxiu wondered if the other party was teasing her!

Huai Zhi'an was also surprised, but he looked at Murong Yunxiu in surprise.

Because of Murong Yunxiu's words just now, in shock, it was no longer the usual neutral voice that could not distinguish between men and women, and some women's voices could already be clearly heard.

It's clear and beautiful, especially beautiful!

Murong Yunxiu also noticed his gaffe in the next second, and hurriedly coughed dryly, turning back into his usual voice, trying to use words to divert Huai Zhi'an's attention.

"Do you know who King Loumo is?"

"Of course!" Lou Miaolan had long been accustomed to Murong Yunxiu's reaction, after all, anyone who heard that she was going to kill the current Lord of the Ten Thousand Divisions of the Western Desert, and King Lou Mo, who was only half a step away from the Feather Transformation Realm, would react like this.

"If it weren't for this condition, do you think I could be here for so long?" Lou Miaolan sneered.

Hearing this, Murong Yunxiu also calmed down, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly: "No wonder, according to your conditions, even that Shangzhu Country may not agree to you." ”

King Loumo, now the lord of all the tribes of the Western Desert, the king of thousands of people of the Western Desert

Those who followed the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty to fight against Great Qin were all driven to the Western Desert after the war, and after so many years, they gradually became the people of the Western Desert today.

And because of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, it is difficult for the Wanjia tribes in the Western Desert to gather to establish the Immortal Dynasty, so they can only be in the form of a tribe, clustering one person as the king, and that person is the current King of Loumo!

After so many years, although there has been a lot of friction between the Western Desert Wanbu and the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, it is generally peaceful.

Now that Lou Miaolan actually said that she wanted to kill King Lou Mo, Murong Yunxiu only felt that the other party was whimsical!

"So, do you agree to this condition?" Lou Miaolan looked at the two.

Seeing Murong Yunxiu silent, Lou Miaolan sneered.

In her opinion, even if she waited for another year, two years, or even ten years, it was impossible for anyone to agree to her condition.

Even she herself felt how whimsical this condition was!

But the blood is deep and has to be avenged, which is also her only hope.

But when Lu Mianlan withdrew her gaze, she heard another young voice suddenly speak.

"It's not impossible to just kill someone."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Not only Lou Miaolan, but even Murong Yunxiu was stunned.

Lou Miaolan was stunned because she didn't expect that someone would really agree, and Murong Yunxiu was stunned because she ...... If it's Huai Dao Chang, maybe he really has this strength!

"But we have some things to deal with for the time being, please leave the slate first, and we'll come back to you later."

Huai Zhi'an said that he would no longer pay attention to Lou Miaolan and prepare to leave with Murong Yunxiu.

Seeing that Murong Yunxiu on the side was full of doubts, he couldn't help but ask, Huai Zhi'an threw out a sentence and directly blocked the other party's mouth.

"Pei Ruhu is dying, if you want to save people, follow me."