A bad premonition suddenly surged into Ling Han's heart, and he quickly condensed his sword qi and broke the door open with a bang.

Looking at the empty room in front of him, his face was extremely ugly, and he said to the people around him in a cold voice, "Go to the city gate!" ”

……

The morning light is faint, and the eastern sky is gradually white.

Because it was still early in the morning, and because of the previous vision, the streets of Kyoto were deserted.

At this moment, two sneaky figures suddenly appeared on the streets of Kyoto.

"Ah Li, they are guarding the city gate, how are we going to get out of the city after opening the city gate?" Jun Zihuang looked at Feng Jiuli with a tangled expression.

After she was sent out of the palace by the guard named Monsoon before, the guard was knocked unconscious by Feng Jiuli, who had been waiting outside, and the two of them converged together.

But when they went to the city gate just now, they found that the city gate was surrounded by the people of the palace.

"Don't be afraid, just follow me."

Feng Jiuli looked confident, and after pulling out his sleeves, he suddenly paused, turned his head to look at Jun Zihuang and smiled: "That...... Purple Phoenix, do you have any silver taels? ”

"Ahh My baggage! As soon as Feng Jiuli asked, Jun Zihuang's eyes suddenly widened, and he said very sadly: "My burden was actually forgotten in the palace, and it is all my belongings!" ”

"What? You didn't even have any money with you? Feng Jiuli was speechless for a moment, the habit she had developed in her previous life, as long as she used money, she would draw cards, and she was in a bit of a hurry when she came out this time, so she only brought some necessities.

Who would have thought that Jun Zihuang didn't even bring silver!

What a tragedy!

The palace will definitely not be able to go back, it seems that she has to find a way to get some silver to spend!

*

Half an hour later, the sky was bright, and there were some pedestrians on the street one after another.

A young man in white with a fan in his hand, followed by a young man in Tsing Yi, sneaked out of a shop selling rouge gouache.

"Smack-"

After walking to the street, Feng Jiuli opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it in a dashing manner.

And Jun Zihuang behind her looked herself up and down, then raised her head and looked at Feng Jiuli with adoring eyes, "Master, you are too powerful, I almost can't recognize myself." ”

Feng Jiuli stopped, raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Zihuang and smiled: "Hey, the response is good, you have entered the role so quickly." ”

"That's it." Jun Zihuang raised his head proudly, "I just want to try the taste of being a little girl." ”

Feng Jiuli was speechless, a black line crossed the back of her head, when she changed her appearance, she originally wanted to disguise herself as a little girl, but she didn't expect Zihuang to recommend herself, rushing to be a little girl, and she also played it with relish.

The two walked for about a quarter of an hour before arriving at the Kyoto market.

If you want to go to the junction of the three countries, you must purchase transportation tools, and now that you have plenty of time, the two plan to use the money they just got from the shop to hire a carriage.

Just as he was about to turn the corner, a tall horse suddenly drove slowly from the opposite side of the street in a luxurious carriage.

The figure of the woman loomed through the window of the car swaying in the wind.

The vague shadow looks slender and colorful, revealing a hazy beauty, and the people who look at it are itching, and they can't wait to step forward directly and lift the curtain to find out.

"It's a white girl!" In the surrounding crowd, there were sounds of surprise one after another.

"Cut! Ahri, let's go! Jun Zihuang glanced at the carriage disdainfully, stepped forward, and pulled Feng Jiuli to leave here.