He Lingchuan strode out and found that he was on the edge of the village. The creek in front of the village was bubbling, hens were clucking at his feet, and a little yellow dog was running by the fence, its tail wagging as fast as it could fall off.
There were children playing not far away, and a few women were washing clothes, getting water and heading back.
Ceying Jun has disappeared, and this is not the farm where he was before.
Could it be?
He Lingchuan suppressed his mood and asked the woman in starched clothes by the river: "Sister, may I ask where this is?"
"Xingqian Village." The woman looked at him strangely.
"How did I get here?"
The woman was even more surprised: "How do I know?"
He Lingchuan pointed to the house behind him: "Then whose house is this?"
"Uncle Meng, aren't you the friend his son brought back?"
He Lingchuan knew something in his mind: "Then, how to get to Panlong City?"
Yes, he had wanted to enter Panlong City for more than a month but was unable to do so. Today, he got the Emperor's Liquid and worked hard to practice, but he was somehow involved again.
A broken knife or a large square pot is really unreliable.
As expected, the woman pointed eastward and said, "Follow the road, two miles away."
He Lingchuan thanked her and walked east.
The stream behind him was still flowing happily, and several washerwomen were whispering:
"Is this young man's skull broken?"
"After my cousin fell off his horse, he didn't recognize us and asked everyone where he lived."
"What a pity, he is so handsome!"
He Lingchuan: "..."
After a while, the spectacular Panlong City indeed appeared in the field of vision.
Along the main road, you will encounter many travelers.
He Lingchuan watched his face all the way, fearing that he would be identified and hunted down again the same way he did when he first entered the Panlong Dream.
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