Falling Moon Town is the closest place to Ghost Valley and is located at the foot of Ghost Valley Mountain.

When Wu Qingya came to Falling Moon Town, all the inns were already overcrowded, and there was no place to stay.

No, is it really just camping?

Just as Wu Qingya was thinking about this, a little boy came up to her and whispered beside her, "Sister, may I ask if your name is Wu Qingya?"

Wu Qingya raised her eyebrows, how did this child know that she was a woman in men's clothes?

"Is there something wrong with my brother?"

"One of my brothers told me to give this to you. After saying that, he stuffed the things into Wu Qingya's hand, turned around and ran away.

Belch......

When I opened the small bag in my hand, it turned out to be two inn keys.

You don't have to think about it to know who prepared it for her, no one but the man knows she's coming here.

However, after the incident with the child just now, she couldn't help but remind her that it was absolutely impossible to change into men's clothes, and she needed to change her appearance.

This place is all for the artifact to appear in the world, and it is inevitable that there will be people who know their faces.

This song is also magical, not only did he guess that he was going to come to the Ghost Valley, but he even prepared for such a thing as a room reservation, what is his intention?

Wu Qingya frowned, it stands to reason that he doesn't have anything he can covet.

Anyway, since someone gave her charcoal in the snow, others dared to take it if they dared to send her, and the others would see.

On the second day, the color of the blood changed to a red dress, and changed into plain clothes, and when Wu Qingya and the color of the blood reappeared in the hall of the inn, they were already two extremely ordinary faces.

"Xiao Er came to two plates of dumplings. ”

As soon as he sat down, he heard a soft voice float in, "Little Brother Wuxin, you are here." ”

Wu Qingya turned her head to look at the person at the door, Song Wushuang, this ghostly guy.

Faintly retracted her gaze and drank the tea, because she had changed her appearance with the blood, although she could not achieve the effect of complete disfigurement, she believed that it was impossible for Ge Wushuang to recognize herself at a glance.

But who is his little junior brother? Wuxin? is a name she quite likes, and it sounds much more comfortable than the stinky Wushuang.

Thinking about it, Wu Qingya looked around, and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on her, how could there be any unintentional little junior brother that Song Wushuang said?

"This gray boy turned out to be the little junior brother of the peerless son?"

"Huh, you say this extremely handsome man is a peerless son?"

"Oh! I really don't see it. But how can a peerless prince have a little junior brother? I haven't heard of it!" Obviously, among these people in the rivers and lakes, there are those who recognize Ge Wushuang, and there are also those who have seen Ge Wushuang for the first time.

"Poof......" A sip of tea squirted out, and after a long time, the little junior brother in his mouth was unintentionally himself?

Thinking of his dog-eyed sentence to himself in Miluo Mountain, 'You can't beat me', Wu Qingya suddenly felt angry. What the hell is going on with him? Playing with me?

The fire in his eyes flickered, and he pointed to his head and asked the blood next to him, "Is this person sick here?" Do you know him?"

Suddenly, Wu Qingya's words aroused public anger and public indignation, will this gray young man speak human words? Lao Tzu sees that you are sick......

The blood color looked at Song Wushuang and looked at the dance Qingya, and for the first time, there was no sound.

Otherwise, do you really answer: Yes, he is sick? That is looking for death......

Also, Xiao Ya'er, you should also give others a face, even if you turn a blind eye to the identity of others, but it is a fact that people have booked a room for you, shouldn't you know how to be polite and reciprocal......

The corners of his blood-colored mouth twitched, and he coughed unnaturally, and raised the teacup to drink his tea.