The next morning, the two had already packed up. Coming out of the Water Pavilion Building, Huangfu Yan and Liuli stood at the fork of the street, feeling a lot.

In the eyes of the glass water, there is a strong reluctance and nostalgia, this town is really of great significance to her.

Huangfu Yan sighed with emotion: "The outside world will definitely be more exciting!" After speaking, he shook off some of the melancholy in his heart, took Liuli's hand, and merged into the flow of people, gradually drifting away.

Grievances and hatreds, fighting the sword world. The eagle has grown, dancing in the air!

......

Fang Ling was a little restless today, with a slight frown and an unfocused gaze, anyone could know that she was absent-minded at this time.

"Cousin, come get some water. A soft man's voice suddenly sounded beside Fang Ling, and the person who came smiled and held a glass of water, looking handsome, it was Fang La's nephew Fang Jie.

Fang Ling glanced at her casually and shook her head: "No need, I heard that Daddy is going out today." ”

Fang Jie shrugged his shoulders, put away the water glass, and said with a smile: "I'm going to Mingzhou today, do you want to go with you?"

Fang Ling shook her head and said softly, "Brother, can you let me be quiet?"

The two have grown up together since childhood, Fang Jie has already guessed something from her absent-mindedness in the past few days, frowned, and wanted to come before saying: "If I have someone I like, I will definitely take the initiative to attack, instead of Gu Ying self-pity!"

"How can there be ......" Fang Ling was embarrassed by what he said, but there was a trace of firmness in her heart.

When Fang Jie saw it, he smiled and turned to leave.

In the morning, there was a report from the brother of the flood flag, and the traces of the Persians were found near Mingzhou.

Seeing that the sect was deserted, Fang Ling remembered his cousin's words in the morning, his face turned red, he clenched his fists, and finally walked towards Wannian Town.

"Miss, Miss, you wait for us!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe of Wannian Town, people came and went on the street, and two little girls chased a person, shouting while running, and it was not strange for the people in the town to see it.

That person was the eldest lady of Manichaeism, Fang Ling, and the person in the town didn't know that this eldest lady had a lively personality and liked to dance with knives and guns. On weekdays, he runs around in Wannian Town, causing trouble, and no one dares to offend, even the government can only turn a blind eye.

The two maids chased after each other slowly, but there was still no trace of Fang Ling. After looking for a while, the two little girls knew that they couldn't find it and went back by themselves.

Fang Ling was dressed in red, obviously dressed up carefully, with a pair of small hands white and jade, dangling with a whip, and feeling apprehensive. But when she arrived at the inn and inquired, she learned that the two of them had already left. I felt annoyed for a while, and secretly hurt myself for a long time, and suddenly thought that the time for Huangfu to leave was not too long, so I asked Xiao Er where the two of them were, and chased after him.

After walking for a while, she didn't get a drop of water in the morning, saw the steamed bun shop on the side of the street, pursed her lips and smiled, and stepped forward and said, "Boss, I want two steamed buns!"

"Ah, it's Miss Fang! Take as much as you want. The old man saw that she was charming today, and he was dizzy for a while, and after looking at her for a while, his old face turned red, and he hurriedly wrapped her steamed buns.

Fang Ling felt that she didn't know when she would be able to come back, and said to the old man: "Old man, if someone comes to me, they will say that I have gone to find the emperor's death, and tell them not to worry." After speaking, he didn't care whether he agreed or not, picked up the steamed bun and walked away in style.

The old man was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly cleaned up his stall and went to Mingxingyuan to report, otherwise he would hang up this time.

But he ran wildly all the way, and only after coming to Mingxing Garden did he know that Fang La was not in the house at all.

Zhuang Ding saw that the old man was the one who sold steamed buns on East Street, so he reported the matter to his wife. Fang La's wife was just an ordinary peasant girl, although she was anxious, but at this time, the masters in the sect were gone, and she was helpless for a while, so she had to ask the chief manager to reward the old man with some silver, and pass the matter to Fang La.

......

Liuli first walked in the rivers and lakes, all the scenery was never seen in his life, and there were sweet words on the side of Lang Jun, he was in a comfortable mood, but he didn't feel tired.

The two of them traveled for a day, came to a ruined temple, and when they saw that the sky was dark, they planned to stay here for a while.

Huangfu caught two hares, skillfully opened their intestines, and roasted them, and after a while, they were already full of fragrance. Tear off a rabbit leg, hand it to Ruri, and quickly eat it.

"Well, it tastes good, it's much better than the barbecue in the valley!" Liuli complimented coquettishly, and continued to gobble it up.

"That's it, I picked up some spices from the store yesterday......" Huang Fu Yan took out a bottle, gestured, and told with great interest about the incarnation of a gentleman on the beam last night.

"It's too bad for you, why don't you buy some, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er in the store are all good people!"

"Don't worry, I also made a temporary decision, and I didn't take it in vain, I left a silver ingot, and they still earned it!"

As he was explaining, all of a sudden, there was a slamming of the wooden door.

A man crept in from the door, he looked like a ball of flesh, his legs were cut off by the roots, his belly was as large as a bulge, his whole body was stained with mud, his hair and beard were a mess, and he could smell the sour smell of blood from afar.

Huangfu Yan frowned and said, "If a friend comes to ask for food, it's really the wrong time." ”

The man didn't seem to hear at all, and though he was bloated and crippled, he was not stupid in his actions, and he was obviously very skilled. I saw him press his hands on the ground, roll his body, and when he arrived at the fire, he took a roast rabbit for himself and ate it.

"Hey, you're so unreasonable, how can you ......" Seeing him so rude, Liuli couldn't help but say. In the middle of the words, the man suddenly raised his head, and Liuli was startled when he saw his blue eyes and high nose.

Huangfu Yan's eyes shrank, and he found that he was actually a Persian, and he looked a little familiar. Look at the octagonal copper hammer inserted in his back, there are two copper chains tied to the ground near the hammer head with the handle of the hammer, and two copper balls are attached to each.

"King Baoshu?" said Huang Fu Yan in confusion.

"You...... The Emperor ...... "The King of the Treasure Tree also recognized him at this time, but he couldn't name him.

Seeing that he was covered in injuries, Huangfu knew that if it weren't for his profound skills, he took a breath of relief, and was afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

When Liuli heard that this person was the Persians in the mouth of the emperor, she felt that the world was so big, and it was strange that there were people who looked like this, and she didn't know how it was different from the Song people. Curious, he stepped forward to check his pulse.

Although the King of the Righteous Treasure Tree didn't know what Ruri was going to do, he didn't struggle.

After a long time, Liuli sighed and said, "The meridians are broken, I have lost too much blood, and I am powerless." Seeing that the pulse is weakening, it will only be an hour at most. As he spoke, he said strangely: "He has so many hidden weapons on his body, obviously it is not the hand of one person." ”

Huang Fu Yan didn't speak, and when he saw the change in King Baoshu's face, he already understood one or two in his heart, and said: "King Baoshu seems to have something unfinished, can you tell me and see if you can help one or two in the future." ”

Seeing that he was sincere, the King of the Righteous Treasure Tree sighed, and immediately thought: "There may be a glimmer of hope when you say it, but there is no hope at all." ”

Leaning back, he said slowly: "It's the hand of the people who split the sect, take pity on my holy sect foundation, and it will be ruined from now on! If it is possible, I hope you can save my family's pope, and the plague has nothing to do with her...... Cough...... Cough...... Today...... You should have been entertained...... Feel...... Thanksgiving, don't dare to cause trouble to Childe, if you don't save the Pope, I implore Childe to send this letter to Hui ......"

As the King of Baoshu spoke, another mouthful of blood gushed out, and the emperor only vaguely heard the words "in the hand of the moon envoy", he had already lost his breath, holding a golden envelope in his hand.

There are a few words and a flame inscription written on it in Sanskrit, and it is so powerful that it burns like a raging flame.

The emperor took it into his arms, looked up to the sky and sighed, and said in his heart: "It seems that it will be involved in disputes again." Thinking of that stubborn alien woman, he suddenly felt a little worried, wondering if Fang La's poisonous plan had succeeded.