Several people walked out of the city gate.
Gone far.
Xiaolan turned around and saw that the magnificent city-state had disappeared, replaced by a dark wasteland.
"This should also be the power of the witch," the Taoist priest said. "The witch founded the Royal City. The reason why such a city can exist safely in this world must be this kind of magic."
"Then how did you find the royal city?" Xiaolan asked Xiang Er and March.
Er Yue lowered his head and smiled stiffly, "Yes...it's the method that big brother found. I can't remember the specific content. It seems that you follow a river to the end. Behind a tree, you can see the wall of the royal city." , at that time...that’s how we found it.”
When they were about to enter the nearest town, February and March said goodbye to them. March still looked sad and lost. February seemed to have stood up from the sadness and took care of his younger brother. The two supported each other and walked towards Another fork in the road.
The pain of losing a loved one can completely change a person.
However, some people have fallen, while others have grown up in grief.
"Let's find a place to stay at the edge of the town first." The Taoist priest supported Qin Yin, who was still sleeping, and pointed to the town not far away. "It's not convenient to enter the town directly now. Let's take a rest. Think of a way."
The innkeeper looked at them suspiciously, then at the two unconscious men.
The Taoist priest added a few bills, and the boss immediately looked away, pretending not to see anything, and threw them a bunch of keys.
"Three rooms, next to each other, on the second floor, turn left and turn to the innermost, okay?"
The boss seemed to regard them as a group of people engaged in illegal activities.
But this is good, it saves some unnecessary trouble.
The room was actually neat and clean. After Xiaolan helped the fool put Qin Yin on the bed in his room, the two locked the door and walked into the innermost Taoist's room together.
Maple Sugar's body lay quietly on the bed.
His wound had stopped bleeding long ago, and his body was as pale as a sculpture.
The Taoist priest used a spell to slow down the decay of the maple sugar.
"Let's take the maple sugar back." The fool's eyes were straight.
The Taoist priest shook his head, "I'm running out of talismans. Maple Sugar can't last that long. It's too far from Xinjing. We have to think of other ways."
"I think..." Baomu said suddenly, "We have to send the maple sugar home."
Several people turned their attention to Baomu.
Baomu sighed softly, "We have to send him back to his and Pineapple's hometown, that's where... where Pineapple was supposed to be buried."
The fool raised his head, "They always take the car back..."
"Wenjing," the Taoist priest said firmly, "pineapple and maple syrup are from Wenjing."
Bunkyo?
"Isn't Wenjing the city where Baliangshui is located?"
"Yes," the Taoist priest nodded, "Director Luo and Jiutian should also be in Wenjing."
"How far is Wenjing from here?" the fool asked.
Several people quickly took out their mobile phones whose signal and battery were restored.
"It's very close," the Taoist priest showed them the page he found. "It's a four- to five-hour drive. The Luo Family Mansion is a major landmark in Wenjing, so it's easy to find."
Xiaolan was staring at the large circle that showed the Luo family's mansion on the screen of the Taoist leader's phone, when her phone suddenly rang.
Xiaolan fiddled with it twice.
"It's Jiutian's call."
"Hurry up."
Xiaolan picked up, "Brother Jiutian, this is Xiaolan, are you... are you okay? Did you get out safely?"
"Xiao Lan!" The scream from the other side scared Xiao Lan and almost threw her phone away.
Then there was a burst of chaotic talking. Xiaolan recognized the voices of Lao Luo, Jiutian and Jasmine, and they sounded very excited.
There must have been a public viewing over there, and everyone was chattering so fiercely that Xiaolan couldn't hear a word clearly.
Finally, Lao Luo cleared his throat forcefully, and the noise in his ears stopped.
"So, Miss Xiaolan, you have left the royal city. That's great. How is the king?"
Xiaolan glanced at her companions who were lying in a circle around the phone, "Fitz is dead. There is a new queen in the royal city, and order has begun to be restored. Meng Fuling, Wenblo and Basil are also dead, ah , Basil is... Basil is the fourth battle captain of the Royal City, he is a fallen god, Fitz's killing behavior was all due to his instigation and deception, in short, the matter in the Royal City is over. "
"Very good, very good," Lao Luo's tone became more relaxed, "Little friends...are you not injured?"
Xiaolan was speechless.
She looked at Maple Sugar, not knowing what to say.
"Are you injured?" Lao Luo heard that Xiaolan fell into silence and asked quickly, "Is the injury serious? How is it? Which kid is it?"
The Taoist priest patted Xiaolan on the shoulder and moved closer to the phone.
"Director Luo, it's me."
"Brother Dao? Are you injured? How is your injury?"
Unexpectedly, Lao Luo became a little nagging when he was anxious.
"No, I'm not injured. Director Luo, don't worry." Taoist priest glanced at Maple Sugar, "We...one of our companions is gone. Director Luo, I wonder if we can ask the Luo family for a favor..."
Xiaolan didn't hear the next words very clearly.
All she knew was that before hanging up, the atmosphere on both ends of the phone became heavy.
She had been avoiding facing the fact itself.
While in the royal city, you can focus your attention elsewhere.
Now, all he could see was Maple Sugar's cold corpse.
"The Luo family will arrange for someone to come pick us up," the Taoist priest said softly, "We will probably arrive tomorrow afternoon. Let's clean up. Have a good rest tonight. There are still many things to be busy with tomorrow."
Several people got up and prepared to go see Qin Yin. The Taoist priest added, "Fengque Lei Bing has left, you don't have to worry."
wind?
Oh, this is talking to myself.
Xiaolan agreed vaguely, but she didn't quite hear what she said.
"Crash...squeak——"
Xiaolan opened the door and several people walked into the girl's room.
"Eh?"
When she turned around and closed the door, Xiaolan heard a familiar voice coming from the bed.
"You're awake!" the fool shouted in surprise.
"Holy crap, where is this?" Qin Yin hugged the quilt and looked around in surprise, "Where's Basel? Where's Sheget?"
"The matter is settled," the Taoist priest sat beside the bed, "Basel is dead."
"Wow..." Qin Yin's eyes suddenly lit up, "That's amazing. Where is King God? He's dead too? Wow, I didn't even see King God. You guys are too efficient..."
Several people looked at each other and hesitated for a long time before the Taoist priest opened his mouth.
"Xiaoyin, listen to me," the Taoist priest paused, "The pineapple and maple syrup...are gone."
Qin Yin's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Pineapple? Maple syrup? What is that? Is it a human?"
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