Chapter 575: Troubles in Loulan City
Although they were a little tired last night, fortunately, there was no danger and the two of them escaped smoothly. However, Yi Xifeng, who was good at reviewing things, still thought about it unconsciously.
That day at the Tower of Two Realms, he understood that all the movements of himself and Li Xintian were under the control of Han Sanli, which meant that their escape from Biyou Palace was tacitly approved by the other party, so they could run so smoothly, but he didn't know Why, he always felt that Old Mo Han's eyes were strange, as if he had robbed him of some big treasure that he had treasured for many years.
Another point is, why were the two of them in the newly added boudoir after leaving the secret realm? And Xintian happens to know the escape route? What’s even more ingenious is why they haven’t encountered any of the masters of the Divine Cult, and even if they have, it’s as if they haven’t seen them?
After thinking about it, the biggest doubt is, why is Han Sanli so good to Li Xintian?
Yi Xifeng raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman who was devouring food in front of him. He couldn't help but guess the origin and true identity of Xintian.
"Isn't Old Demon Han the father of Xintian?"
Thinking about it this way, all the mysteries seem to have been cleared away, but the truth inside is still not that clear.
Li Xintian blushed when she saw the people in front of her always staring at her. She put down the bun in her hand and asked:
"Brother Xifeng, you...eat quickly."
After the fair young man came to his senses, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently touched the woman's cheek, wiped off a drop of oil stain, and replied:
"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, let's go shopping after eating."
"Uh-huh."
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"Your Highness, Demon Son, the demons ahead have captured the gate of Loulan City."
In the curtain, Qianyuan crossed his legs and held a wine glass with his right hand. His left hand held the soft waist of a charming woman and groped up and down. After hearing this, he smiled contemptuously and was very stern.
"Loulan City, Loulan City, it won't be long before you will be in my pocket."
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Under Loulan City, the moment the gate was opened, countless demon sect disciples swarmed in. The faces of the soldiers in Loulan City were gloomy. Many of them seemed to have lost their souls and could not even escape. There were also some who had been living in the city all year round. The common people here also panicked and stumbled along with the crowd.
Above the attic, a young man let out a long sigh. How could these people be the opponents of the Demon Sect? They were thankful to God for being able to resist for the past few days. However, after fighting for so long, they still ended up defeated. It would have been impossible for anyone else. Somewhat unwillingly.
"Young Master, let's retreat first. It will be too late later."
Listening to the words of his subordinates, the young man fell into silence. He wanted to wait a little longer to see if anyone would come to rescue him. He didn't want to just abandon the city and flee.
"Young Master, now is not the time to show off, Young Master!"
The subordinate was extremely anxious. At the moment, the group of demons were already rushing here, and it was estimated that they would be able to surround this place in a quarter of an hour. If they wanted to escape then, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Just as the young man was hesitating, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves from the north, which shook the attic.
"kill!"
With a roar, a strong man wearing golden armor rose into the air and hit the battlefield hard. In an instant, dust flew up and all the demon sect disciples were thrown away on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, a large group of armored war horses swept over like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. Countless women and children who were fleeing stopped and retreated to both sides of the street to get out of the way.
The young man in the attic took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Brother Zhang!"
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After eating three buns, Yi Xifeng was not full. It was not that the buns were too small, but that he was too hungry. On the other hand, Li Xintian was the same. Even though he had eaten seven, he still had some unfinished food.
"Come on, let's go eat something else."
"Uh-huh."
The young man took her left hand and stood up and walked deeper into the town.
While walking, the fair-skinned woman touched her belly with her right hand. She had just eaten seven buns, and her belly was still flat. It seemed that she had eaten a lot more.
When she raised her head to look at the young man in front of her, she suddenly blurted out an incomprehensible question.
"Brother Xifeng, do you like fat girls?"
Yi Xifeng, who was walking side by side, was slightly stunned when he heard this. He turned his head and looked up and down at the beautiful woman in front of him, and replied:
"You're not fat."
"Hehe, brother Xifeng, you speak so nicely."
Yi Xifeng: "..."
The young man was about to speak when he suddenly smelled a pungent smell, as if chili peppers were being fried somewhere.
"Brother Xifeng, I smell something delicious."
Li Xintian's pink little nose sniffed around, as if looking for the source of the fragrance.
"over there!"
Immediately afterwards, the woman took the other person's hand and went straight to the fragrance. The originally dense flow of people flowed through her like a fish in water.
And Yi Xifeng, who was being led, kept shuttling among the crowd like the wind. The two soon came to a stall, where a thin black man was holding a big black pot and constantly stir-frying red things. Although because of The cause of the heat is not clear, but just by smelling it, you can tell that there must be chili peppers in the pot.
Looking in front of the stall, a huge oven stood on the ground like a big vat. There were also a few wisps of smoke flying out from the edge of the oven, but the smell of chili in front of them was too strong, so Yi Xifeng and Ben couldn't smell it. What is baked.
At this time, the thin black man had finished stir-frying and poured all the hot oil in the pot into a small vat. The hot smoke and the red hot oil flowed into the small vat like a waterfall. The man put the shovel Stretching the spoon in and stirring again, layers of chili peppers floated up, and the aroma suddenly hit the nose. People passing by stretched their necks as if to inhale all the aroma.
Then, the thin black man turned up the boiler, and instantly, the aroma of roasting fat hit his face. Yi Xifeng stretched his head and saw that inside was a roasted tender duck with incomparable brilliance.
The thin black man's hands were wrapped in several layers of gray cloth. He carefully lifted an iron hook, took off all the two ducks hanging on the hook, and placed them on the wooden board. Then the man straightened the ducks hanging on his head. The flag shouted loudly:
"Duck in spicy oil, seven cents a piece!"
Yi Xifeng was the first to bear the brunt and immediately handed over seven copper coins.
"Have some!"
"okay!"
Then, the thin black man picked up the kitchen knife at hand, chopped the roast duck into pieces, and then put the whole duck into a large bowl. Then, he lifted the spatula with his left hand, and he picked up a stream of hot oil. , and then pour it on the roast duck.
"Sir, please take a seat here for your roast duck!"
The fair young man carried the big bowl and carefully placed it on the table. The roast duck was poured with hot oil, and it immediately made a sizzling sound. Just hearing the sound, Li Xintian couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth.
“It smells so good!”
(End of chapter)
