The shadow went around in a circle, but it jumped lightly from the back wall of the General's Mansion, and it was familiar to touch back to the young lady's boudoir. The candle flame in the room flickered, and a fat figure flickered under the halo. Hearing that the door opened and closed, the man didn't look back, and said lightly: "Didn't do it?"

This question stunned the shadow who had just entered the door, and asked in surprise: "Father-in-law, how do you know that you don't succeed?" That person's spiritual sense is so terrifying, I have already sneaked in front of him through the secret technique of the shadow step. But just as he was about to strike the fatal blow, he suddenly jumped sideways. I knew that I would not have a chance to do anything at that time, so I came back and asked my father-in-law to punish me!"

"It's okay, I knew that this person was not simple, so I should just test it. The man said indifferently, and then asked, "Didn't leave any traces?"

"One touch and one go!" replied the phantom succinctly.

"Well... But what if he finds the clues, then he knows what I want, and it's up to him to choose. After the man finished speaking, he got up to leave, and when he left, he turned around and said, "Miao'er, you are also tired, rest early." ”

The words were divided into two ends, but after Xinchen was attacked, he hurried back to the inn and quickly closed the door. Then he wrapped the pillow in the shape of a human and lay quietly under the bed. The events of today flashed in my mind one by one, until the shadow of the squatting in the inner hall of the General's Mansion appeared, and the picture suddenly froze, as if a faint fragrance wafted out of the picture. Xinchen seemed to have grasped something crucial. Yes, it is this wisp of fragrance, only people who have been immersed in medicinal herbs for a long time will carry this unique fragrance, which is exactly the same as the wisp of fragrance on the long street tonight!

Xinchen lay down thinking while listening to the movements around him. It was nearly midnight, and the guests had long since stopped, except for the occasional snoring in the room, there was no sound in the whole inn. "It's another sleepless night!" Xinchen said secretly, "It must be her!

The world was so ethereal that he could hear the sound of time passing, and although Xinchen closed his eyes in the dark, the images around him gradually became clear in his perception. Could it be that this is spiritual consciousness? Xinchen tried to extend his mind farther away, and the whole inn was also manifested in perception, and then the long street outside the inn...

Suddenly, it seemed that a pair of ruthless eyes suddenly opened, and the whole picture collapsed, and Xinchen suddenly felt a tingling pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. After a moment of pranayama, he wiped the blood stains with the corner of his clothes, and sighed in his heart: "Hangu, Hangu, it is as deep as Han!" After this shock, Xinchen suppressed the curiosity of the first spiritual consciousness, and no longer dared to release the spiritual consciousness, and continued to start pranayama.

At the same time, in the general's mansion thousands of kilometers away, the fat figure suddenly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Interesting! Miao'er's sword actually stimulated him to open his spiritual sense, and things are getting more and more interesting." I really want to see what this kid will do tomorrow, haha!" Then, the figure slowly closed its eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, Si Chen's rooster finally broke through the night, and the night finally passed. Xinchen came out from under the bed, cleaned up the blood stains left by last night, and changed into clean clothes after freshening up. Opening the window, a breath of fresh air poured in, and Xinchen took a sharp breath and exhaled a long time. After a night of pranayama, my body is fine, but my chest occasionally has a dull pain with breathing.

The appointment to pass through the mansion was approaching, Xinchen went downstairs to eat a bowl of clear soup noodles, and went straight to the general's mansion. This time, when the doorman saw Xinchen, he immediately greeted him politely and took him to the general's room. I saw that the general was having breakfast, but it was very simple, a bowl of soy milk and a few fritters, and the fritters were directly caught in the fat hand, which was so oily that people couldn't help but think of the hooves of some animal.

Seeing Xinchen's arrival, the general smiled heartily and said, "I'm a rough man, don't laugh at the son." As he spoke, he put the remaining half-pulled fritters back on the plate, took a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and then asked, "Do you want to eat some too?"

Xinchen had indeed eaten it, and then thinking about the pair of oily fat hands just now, he couldn't raise his appetite, so he replied: "I have already eaten it, and the general has good intentions." ”

The general was no longer polite, smiled honestly, and said, "Okay." Then let's prepare. He was about to get up, but he frowned again, looked at Xinchen and said, "Childe, I see that your face is not good, but your health is not good?" I think it's better to let Miao'er help you take a look." ”

Hearing this, Xinchen somehow forcibly associated the honest eyes in front of him with the ruthless eyes in last night's spiritual consciousness in his mind, and gradually recombined into a pair, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. The consciousness wanted to refuse, but the body said in a ghostly way, "Okay." "It's just two words, but it's extremely difficult to say, as if two consciousnesses are fighting. The general then sent someone to invite the young lady.

After a while, a faint fragrance wafted in first, followed by the smoky willow shadow. If it weren't for that strange fragrance, I couldn't imagine that the person in front of me was the same as the person last night.

"Childe, later, the slave family will diagnose your pulse. Miss Miao sat down sideways, a jade hand on Xinchen's wrist. The jade hand is cold, like frost to the touch.

After a while, Miss Miao withdrew her jade hand and said, "Childe's qi and blood are stagnant, it should be a poor cultivation, and there is no big problem, just a little conditioning." ”

Xinchen got up, clenched his fists and bowed slightly, and said, "Xiaosheng thanked Miss." ”

"You are your father's benefactor, how can a family talk two words. "It's a simple sentence, but it's charming. After speaking, he retreated.

"Childe, don't rush into cultivation, the body is the most important thing. The general gave another command, then got up and said, "Let's go." ”

The two of them left the general's mansion and went to the barracks to order troops to go to the aid of the imperial capital.