"I think that since we are being targeted, they must have ambushed on every road back to the capital just in case. I don't know how Yu and the others are."
Luo Ling did not poke his head out, but leaned against the door of the carriage and whispered through the rolling curtain like a bamboo slip.
Zhang Shaoliang knew she was worried, but there were so many roads back to the capital, and it was really difficult to tell which Yuwen Haoyu and the others were walking.
"Don't worry, there will be no problem with the black tiger and the black panther around him." Zhang Shaoliang comforted. Although he said this, his eyes were unprecedentedly rigorous. Even if there were the black tiger and the black panther, there was only one in total.
Three people, what if the other party has a war of attrition, can they not suffer any losses?
Luo Ling didn't say anything. Even if she was worried, she was helpless now, right? She wished she could grow a pair of wings and fly to Yuwen Haoyu's side. She had to face dangers and disasters together.
However, when she thought of the note, Luo Ling looked sad. She needed to find a gap to leave Zhang Shaoliang. If she didn't speak, she would really leave the town. It would be even more difficult to find that Shili Pavilion at that time.
"Zhang Shaoliang!"
She suddenly shouted, and Zhang Shaoliang did not stop the carriage, but just responded: "What's wrong?"
"That...can you stop for a while?" Luo Ling asked.
"What's wrong?"
Although Zhang Shaoliang asked, he still grabbed the reins in his hand and stopped the carriage.
"I have three urgent needs, I'll go." Luo Ling said, and had already jumped out of the carriage and jumped down. Although Zhang Shaoliang wanted to say something, he came to his mouth and finally turned into a sentence: "Well, be careful, if it happens, it will happen.
You must call me any matter.”
"Yeah, I understand." Luo Ling smiled at him. Although she was not the original face, her eyes were still shiny and emitted a beautiful elf-like light.
When Zhang Shaoliang saw her walking into the bushes beside the road, he turned his head and waited quietly.
However, nearly half an hour passed and Luo Ling had not yet come back. Zhang Shaoliang was a little anxious and couldn't help shouting to the bushes: "Ling'er, are you doing well?"
It was still drizzling in the sky, and the air in the bushes was covered with mist. No one came out to answer his words except for the sound of water droplets.
Zhang Shaoliang couldn't help panic, as if thinking of something. He raised his hand and lifted the bamboo slip curtain. Seeing a note with black and white words lying in the carriage, Zhang Shaoliang suddenly jumped in his temple and reached out to take the note over. The words on it were
It was written on a carbon rod. There is this thing in your luggage for marking the distance. It may be because of the bumpy carriage, and the handwriting is a bit crooked.
Don’t worry about me, you go to Yuwen Haoyu and see you in the palace.
After reading it, Zhang Shaoliang felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly raised his sword and cut off the reins of the horse and the carriage, and then rode his horse towards the way back.
As he was afraid, the thing he was most worried about happened. How could that fool, how could the enemy believe the words!
It was also the first time Zhang Shaoliang came to this town. He didn't know where the so-called Shili Pavilion was, so he had to go to someone's place to inquire, and then ran wildly.
After about an hour, Zhang Shaoliang finally found the Shili Pavilion, just a thatched pavilion...