Mu Xuehua's only thought was to survive, and she pretended to be charming. She hugged her breasts with her arms, and the white color looked like condensed fat.
"I know..." Tears were streaming down her cheeks, pretending to be sobbing sweetly, "Please give me a chance to change my ways, hero. I will definitely..."
Fu Yunge looked at her coldly, the fire of anger building up more and more intensely.
After a while, he turned around silently.
When Mu Xuehua saw that his back was turned to her, she thought he wanted to spare her life. However, before she could be happy for half a second, she struck back with a sword, and the sharp blade ended her treacherous and sinister life in the blink of an eye.
Blood gushed out, staining her proud white skin red. The temperature passed quickly, and no matter how many tricks and plots she had, she could only go to the underworld to carry them out.
The wind is bleak. The chirping of the cicadas seemed to have gone away, and the dark clouds of the mountain moon faded away, finally revealing its bright brilliance.
Poinsettia came over and met Fu Yunge's eyes.
"The sinner is put to death, and finally it's a matter of worry."
After a long time, Fu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief. He handed the sword back to Poinsettia, with relief and joy on his face.
Poinsettia looked at him and patted his shoulders twice: "Yes. You have grown up too."
At the same time, all the soldiers from the Wine League not far away also caught up. As expected, Fu Yunge didn't delay his journey at all.
"The sky has eyes, so she can meet you here." Poinsettia thought for a while and smiled, "That's good, your knot has been resolved, and there will be no inner demons that hinder your practice from now on."
Fu Yunge also smiled and nodded. He took one last look at Mu Xuehua's body, and finally released his clenched fists.
Not wanting to delay, the two of them immediately accelerated again and continued running towards the endless sparse forest ahead.
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At noon the next day, everyone arrived at the small town where they could rest. Fortunately, we haven't experienced the disaster of Jiuche Xiaoying yet, and everything is still as peaceful and peaceful as before.
Although Fu Yunge had no intention of resting, they still had so many troops behind them, so they couldn't make a decision based solely on their own situation.
After walking on the road in the town for a while, Fu Yunge put his hands on his eyebrows to block the scorching sun, and saw an inn in front of him.
They are all small inns on the second floor, and they are not of a large scale. The two were worried at first that they wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people, but after discussing with several shop owners one by one, they reluctantly agreed to borrow their own and their neighbors' houses for everyone to live in.
The residents of the small town were used to a leisurely life, and suddenly so many people came in. Although Fu Yunge explained his identity to them and agreed to pay according to the price, several shopkeepers were still a little unhappy and looked gloomy. of.
The large troops behind him were already exhausted from the scorching sun, so Fu Yunge had no choice but to put on a smile and patiently talk to the store owner until he got angry.
Finally, they found a place to stay for one night. Everyone immediately dispersed to private houses, and those staying at the inn also hurriedly went upstairs to get rooms.
Fu Yunge and Poinsettia stood there, feeling a bit dumbfounded. But since that was the case, the two of them entered the inn, found a table to sit at, and ordered a few plates of side dishes.
Along the way, Fu Yunge could feel that Senior Poinsettia seemed to have some vague feelings hidden inside. In other words, the senior seemed to have something on his mind ever since he left the Blackwater Sky Barrier.
He didn't know what his senior was thinking, and he didn't want to make casual guesses.
He trusted the poinsettia. If senior makes any decision, he will fully support it.
The food was served quickly. The two of them were not too hungry and took a few simple bites.
Not long after, they heard rumbling sounds from upstairs and outside the door. Knowing that everyone was coming, they prepared to go upstairs.
Turning around and finding the store, Fu Yunge asked him to leave an empty room for the two of them.
"Over there, you can find it yourself."
The shopkeeper pointed casually, looking nonchalant.
Fu Yunge and the other two knew the store's attitude, and they had no way of knowing the specific room just by looking at him. But anyway, the rooms upstairs are basically contracted by my own people, so you can just check them out one by one.
At this time, in a quiet room upstairs.
"What's going on? It's so noisy outside."
The all-too-familiar figure covered the noisy window, with a very unhappy look on his face.
"Is there any local festival celebrated?" Not far from him, Tan Chenyue was lying on the table, looking lazy.
Xi Zishi sighed and turned back. He didn't care at all whether there were any folk festivals. He only cared about how to quiet the noisy sounds outside.
"Providing customers with a quiet resting environment is not what their inn should do. Customers are God." Xi Zishi muttered dissatisfiedly and walked out the door.
"Where are you going?" Tan Chenyue tilted her head towards him.
Xi Zishi snorted: "Let's discuss it with the boss."
At the same time, Fu Yunge followed Poinsettia and climbed to the second floor.
The doors of several rooms are close together, and the tung oil logs are bright and yellow-brown. The two of them remembered the direction pointed by the store owner and walked roughly to those rooms.
"Probably……"
Poinsettia looked at the door in front of her, frowned and thought for a while.
He walked to the door of one of the rooms, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and put it on the door handle.
By coincidence, Xi Zishi also grabbed the doorknob and pulled it at the same time.
Poinsettia noticed that the door was not locked, so she expected that no one was there. He also pushed inward at the same time...
The door was opened slightly.
With a "squeak" sound, two familiar yet unfamiliar faces flashed at the door.
