Wang Ke's head was heavy and he didn't say anything more.

Ling Luoyu also lowered his eyes and chuckled, turning around and leaving.

The two people's eyes did not meet again.

It was not until Ling Luoyu's back disappeared that he turned around and looked at the place where she disappeared.

"Good luck!"

When getting off the boat, Bian Liangcheng and others did not find Ling Luoyu, but they were not surprised.

Their sect leader gave them too many different understandings.

The group packed their bags, said goodbye to Wang Ke, and went to Yaoshan Sect.

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In the dim and deserted tavern, Ling Luoyu painted something on the paper with the light of fire, while Feng Chenglin used an iron hook to pull the firewood and added two more.

"This haunting weather is really cold..."

Ling Luoyu didn't raise his head: "No matter where he is, he always has to leave all year round, but the winter here is colder!"

"San Master, you didn't say you wanted to go..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped the sound, looked at Zhou Yi alertly, and came up with a low voice.

"Didn't you say you went to Miaojia Ancient Castle to find a temple? Why are you still procrastinating? How good is it to kill us?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry for you..."

Feng Chenglin really couldn't understand Ling Luoyu.

They should have been in the Miao family ancient city a month ago, but now they are so good that they don’t know where they are wandering.

"San Master, can you tell me?"

Feng Chenglin sat down beside Ling Luoyu and leaned close to his ears.

"Where are we going?"

"have no idea!"

“…”

"Okay, I didn't ask!"

Feng Chenglin picked up the wine pot on the table in anger. When he was about to pour the wine, he realized that there was no wine and immediately slapped the table impatiently.

"Shopkeeper, where is your wine? Are you afraid that we won't have enough money?"

"Here, come..."

A young man in his fifteens and sixteen hurriedly walked forward with a jar of wine and smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, my father is out and not at home, I'm alone... If there is a place to take care of it..."

"Forget it, forget it, you're busy with yours..." Feng Chenglin didn't want to make things difficult for a child, so he took the wine jar with one hand and opened it directly.

Ling Luoyu took away the paper and pen on the table and returned the pen to the boy, but the paper was put into the chaotic secluded realm.

In the chaotic and secluded realm, nothingness is basking in the sun.

Sensing the paper, he smiled and took it: "I said, Master... What does it mean to send a piece of paper in this day? And it's a line that I can't understand..."

In the past month, Ling Luoyu would send in with him every day.

And on every piece of paper, there are puzzled lines.

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he stood up and walked out the door.

The cold wind blew, and Ling Luoyu looked at the starry sky in the sky with his head held high.

Flip the fingertips and the fan fell into your hand.

"Star Map..."

She raised the fan high to her head, corresponding to the constellations in the sky, and her eyes were slightly sunken.

"Another one..."

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves treading on the ground was heard.

Ling Luoyu put away the round fan and stood quietly to the side of the road.

The tavern they are in is a wine shop living alone at the foot of the mountain. There is no village in front or town behind, and this one is the only one.

Under the moonlight, three fast horses galloped past the tavern.

But after a moment, I turned back.

The leader brought a hat covering his body, almost covering his entire upper body.

But judging from the outline, she is a woman with a good figure.

"Little brother, do you stay in your tavern?"

Ling Luoyu made the way: "Live! As long as you have money!"
Chapter completed!