Chapter 373: Lying

That's big news. Yan Saburo and the cat glanced at each other: "Who was killed?"

"General Qian Ding, who was leading the army at the forefront of the battle, died suddenly and violently, and the official said that he was sick from hard work, but the people are rumored that he was killed by Youren, and the murderer has not been caught so far. ”

"And then?"

"General Qian is dead, and you people take the opportunity to push the battle line back forty miles to the west, and now the city of Suluo is about to become the front line. "How else would he escape?

So, Yan Saburo and others have only one question: "Where can I make a road guide?"

"Sora City. Lu Xian rested for a while before he continued, "Please send me back to Suo Luo City, and I will take you to find the way!"

"Deal. "Yan Saburo is also very happy.

Qu Yunhe looked at him: "I can enter Suo Luo City by picking a road here, what should you do?" Yan Sanlang is young, there is no dead person here who is the same age as him, how can he use to sneak into the city?

"Don't worry, I have this. Yan Saburo already had a belly case, took out the escape talisman from his arms, and shook it in front of him: "Let's meet in the city." ”

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The city gate of Suluo was heavily guarded, and three additional groups of city guards had to be sent more than usual.

Lu Xian was injured and was helped back by Qu Yunhe, and first reported the interception and murder case on the road to the city guard. The latter ordered him to stay at the nearest inn and ask a doctor to come and treat his wounds.

After another two or three hours, the men sent by Suo Luocheng came back from inspecting the scene of the interception and killing, and verified that what Lu Xian said was correct, so he no longer took care of the two. However, at this time, it was already dark, and the curfew was enforced in Suluo City, and civilians were not allowed to go out after nightfall, so he and Qu Yunhe did not leave the post house, but fell asleep.

Qu Yunhe spent money to ask for an upper room, with only two guest beds.

In the dead of night, Lu Xian was asleep, and a slight pecking sound suddenly came from the closed wooden window.

Qu Yunhe opened his eyes and turned over, and quietly opened the window.

Yan Saburo rolled in with a cold body, carrying a box behind him, followed by the girl in red.

This inn is the agreed meeting place for both parties.

Seeing that Lu Xian was asleep, a wisp of red smoke floated out of Chitose's fingertips and penetrated through his seven orifices. The man moved his nose and changed from lying on his side to sleeping flat, and his sound decreased.

The other two knew that she was working her soul magic.

Sure enough, Chitose asked the man in a harmonious voice: "The place you pointed out to those two people can really make a way?"

This is a trick to using Spiritualism. She didn't say "we", but used "they" instead, and Lu Xian subconsciously didn't feel that she was talking to the target, and her vigilance would be further reduced.

Lu Xian was confused: "Yes." ”

"Are you really reassuring of them and willing to help them?"

Half-asleep and half-awake, Lu Xian unloaded his heart: "No, it's not. I can't tell whether it's friend or foe, and I don't feel at ease. But if I have no value, they will throw me in the mountains and die, and they will not save me. ”

Hearing this, Yan Saburo and Qu Yunhe glanced at each other. Sure enough, the people who were casually rescued by the roadside were not necessarily good people.

"And what are you going to do?"

"Introduction, but the token is a manipulation. Lu Xian clicked his mouth twice, "The code on the token is wrong, Lord Kite will definitely find out, and then take down these two people for interrogation." ”

Qu Yunhe took out an object from his arms and handed it to Chitose.

She only glanced at it, then took it and stuffed it into Lu Xian's hand, her voice was so gentle that it could drip water: "If you really recommend it, what will you do?"

"And so and so and so ......"

Lu Xian opened his eyes, but his eyes were blank, and he showed her very obediently.

Chitose smiled, it turns out that there is still this kind of doorway. Thanks to them for keeping an eye on it, and thanks to Xiao San'er for noticing that this guy was seriously injured and asked for help, he was still organized, and he knew the key priorities. Ordinary civilians are frightened when they are attacked and injured, how can they be as calm as him?

So, there are only a few small questions left: "You're not from Qingle, are you?"

"It's not. Lu Xian overturned what he said in the afternoon, "I am from Youguo." ”

Youguo is at war with the Patriotic Nation.

"Who ambushed you?"

"Riding in the country. Lu Xian whispered, "There is a patriotic official hiding in the team, and they found out and killed him." But they also accidentally showed their faces, so they could only kill everyone else. Before I could reveal myself, I was knocked out by a carriage. ”

It turned out that the flood washed down the Dragon King Temple.

Chitose smiled: "It turns out that we still have to find a spy to guide the country, it's fun now." ”

Yan Saburo couldn't see where the fun was, and as a passerby, he didn't want to fall into the whirlpool of war between the two countries at all.

Chitose saw his face and couldn't help but hum softly: "Are you twelve years old or sixty-two years old, why aren't you curious at all, and don't like to take risks at all?"

Yan Saburo said lightly: "Those who love adventure have all died in Yicheng." ”

Chitose snorted and turned into red smoke and burrowed into the wooden bell.

Qu Yunhe gave up the bunk to Yan Sanlang, and then carried Lu Xian to the ground, taking his place himself. This guy was hit by a thousand years old, and he had to be in a coma for two or three days before he woke up. Even if the doctor came to see him, he would only say that he was seriously injured and recuperated.

Yan Saburo lay down with his clothes folded and quickly fell asleep.

This night, I didn't even have a dream.

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Soon, the East turned white.

Qu Yunhe rubbed his sleepy eyes and went out, first went to the market to kill three bowls of steaming spicy soup in one go, and then served it with a thick stack of cakes.

Almost all the freshly baked cakes in the store were given to him.

The taste of the cake was not very good, but Qu Yunhe still ate nothing, so he slowly stood up and paid the money and left.

This city was originally the territory of the Youguo, and it was only recently taken down by the guards. As he walked down the street, he could see the stubborn black stains on the walls. He could tell at a glance that it was dried blood.

Many of the merchants' houses and houses still bear the marks of knives and axes, and along the way, several houses are broken and still being repaired, and two houses have been burned down to the point of a few girders, and the roadside is deserted, and the owners are gone.

Obviously, the original battle for the defense of Suluo City was very fierce, and even after the city was broken, it entered the stage of street fighting, and the soldiers and civilians of Youguo did not surrender.

It's a pity that they were unable to return to heaven in the end, and the city of Suluo was captured by the Guardian State. As for what happened to the people who resisted to the end at the beginning, Qu Yunhe didn't need to think about it.

He led his troops to war, and knew that although war was cruel, the defeated were the most miserable.

The security of the city was as strict as he expected, and every quarter of an hour he would meet a team of guards. And the eyes of the inhabitants of the city of Sara looked at them with either numbness and fear, or forbearance and hatred.

After all, the patrol had been wielding a butcher's knife at them not long ago.

Quyunhe does not pick places with few people to walk.

The city of Sora is too close to the front line, and it is strictly controlled, from materials to personnel, under the nose of the patriotic army.

At three o'clock in the morning, he Shi Shiran walked into a mixed hall called "Perfume Hall".