That night, Lu Xiaofeng sincerely apologized to Chu Qi. He said, "Chu Qi, I was wrong. You are not a monster. You are a thousand-year-old monster!"
Looking at his big, fluttering eyes, Chu Qi couldn't even lift his breath, and his fists clenched loudly. He still couldn't hold it back. The next second, Lu Xiaofeng let out a cry of pain, and he left and right. The dark blue spots on both sides of the eyes are finally symmetrical.
"It's a pity that Ximen Chuixue is not here. If he knew about your existence, he would probably fly into the desert overnight and invite you home in a big sedan chair to worship you. You don't know, but he likes to collect these ancient things. ——Ahem, an object with rich historical heritage.”
Lu Xiaofeng rubbed her eyes sadly while remembering another friend.
But at this time, Hua Manlou put forward the opposite opinion. He shook his head and said: "Zhu Ximen is good at swordsmanship and more sincere in swordsmanship. He and his own sword have become one. Under such circumstances, Even if he knew about the existence of Chu Qi... Chu Qi girl, at most he would only seek her out to learn the true meaning of swordsmanship instead of taking her back by force."
"Furthermore, when choosing a spirit sword master, the sword spirit is the most important thing, so Miss Chuqi may not necessarily recognize him as—"
The night wind howled, the bonfire swayed, and the sound of people suddenly disappeared in the open space. Huamanlou finally realized what he had just said, and suddenly suppressed his voice. After a while, he spoke again:
"In Hua's humble opinion, I would like to ask Miss Chu Qi not to worry about it. The night wind is cold and my lower body bones are weak, so I will go back first!"
Hua Manlou stood up and left, while Lu Xiaofeng pondered for a while, then leaned on Chu Qi like a boneless body, pointing at the back of his friend who was running away and said:
"Chu Qi, do you want to make a bet with me? I'll bet on when Huamanlou will start learning swordsmanship. I bet he will start learning swordsmanship when he returns from the desert this time! Hey, what, if I win, you agree Let me use your sword to dig up 100 earthworms!"
He said this excitedly, but he only received an angry glare from Chu Qi, telling her not to make a bet with Lu Xiaofeng, not to mention that the result of losing the bet would be so disgusting.
So Chu Qi forcefully poked Lu Xiaofeng's dark eye socket with a finger: "Then why don't you learn swordsmanship? Don't you like me? I'm a spiritual sword, it's very useful!"
She asked frankly, but Lu Xiaofeng did not answer directly. He retreated, covered his eyes and began to run out. As he ran, he begged for mercy: "Oh, little ancestor, please don't poke me, it hurts! I will definitely learn how to do it if I have the chance." !”
Seeing this, Chu Qi became playful. She got up and chased after her: "Don't run away, I can teach you now!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng ran faster.
The two of them ran around the camp several times until the campfire was extinguished. When Lu Xiaofeng got tired from running, he simply got into the tent and got ready to sleep. He never used the lightness kung fu he was proud of.
In the early hours of the morning, Chu Qi nestled in the rusty sword and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, she suddenly thought of a question, why is she always so easy to lose character in front of Lu Xiaofeng?
Miss Sword Spirit, who is obviously supposed to be aloof, becomes lively every time she meets this little chicken with four eyebrows.
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On the twelfth day after the seventh day of the lunar month, the caravan finally arrived at the capital of the Golden Eye Kingdom.
Obviously, the shadow of the previous palace coup still hangs over this city. There are patrolling sergeants everywhere in and outside the city. When the caravan enters the city, it takes a lot of effort, showing documents from the court, and It's about saying good things to money.
Old Bu carefully accompanied Smiley there, and it took him a long time to complete the formalities.
After entering the inn, Huamanlou stayed behind to mediate. Lu Xiaofeng first led a group of prisoners to the Prison Department of Jintong Kingdom and handed them over as "sand bandits".
Before leaving, he warned the people in the Prison Department that they must be keeping an eye on this group of people who were always looking for opportunities to seek death. Seeing that the prison officer who took over just nodded to them perfunctorily, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt a strong feeling in her heart. uneasiness.
But there is nothing we can do. We can't keep them in the caravan forever. This is really not conducive to their next actions.
On the way back to the inn, Lu Xiaofeng noticed that the sergeants patrolling the city all had falcons embroidered on their lapels, which were exactly the same as the falcons tattooed behind the ears of the dead soldiers he had just handed over.
He secretly thought that something was wrong. It seemed that it was necessary to visit the prison at night tonight.
After returning to the inn, when passing by the lobby, he discovered that there was also a falcon painted on the shelf behind the counter. It was just that they had been coming and going in a hurry, and the shopkeeper had been standing there all the time, so he was blocked.
At this time, the shopkeeper with a mustache was serving drinks to the guests, and then the falcon pattern was revealed.
Lu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and motioned for the others to go back first, then put on his smile again, stepped forward and asked the shopkeeper to give him two ounces of wine, and then asked as if casually:
"Shopkeeper, why is there an eagle painted on your shelf? It doesn't fit in with your store."
The shopkeeper finished pouring the wine, raised his head and looked around. After feeling that there was no suspicious person, he approached Lu Xiaofeng, curled his lips and whispered:
"The guests are out for business, right? You don't know, our new king's name means Falcon. After he took the throne, the prime minister ordered all the shops in the city to be painted with "Falcon" in order to please him. A falcon.”
"Fortunately, it has no impact on our lives, so we can just paint, but we don't like this. But it's not just the store, it also has to be embroidered on the clothes, you see."
As the shopkeeper spoke, he opened his collar a little. As expected, there was also a falcon embroidered on it.
"That's right, then your prime minister should be quite popular with the new king."
"Where is it? After the prime minister's son, General Chalagaru, escaped with Princess Jinling, the king kept looking down on the prime minister every day. I think he had no choice but to please the king like this."
Unexpectedly, the taciturn man next to Princess Jinling turned out to be the prime minister's son. Lu Xiaofeng silently took note of this, and calmly said a few more words to the shopkeeper before strolling upstairs with the wine flask.
