Princess Against the World

Wang Ke lowered his jaw and said nothing more.

Ling Luoyu also lowered his eyes and smiled, turned around and left.

The eyes of the two people no longer met.

It wasn't until Ling Luoyu's back disappeared that he turned to look at the place where she disappeared.

"Good luck!"

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

Their sect leader gave them too many different perceptions.

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

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

"This damn weather is so cold..."

Ling Luoyu didn't even raise his head: "No matter where you are, you have to go all year round, but the winter here is colder!"

"Third Young Master, didn't you say you were going..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped speaking, glanced at Zhou Qi alertly, and came closer with a lowered voice.

"Didn't you tell me to go to the Miao Family Castle to find the Ding Temple? Why are you still dragging your feet? How about we just kill them?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

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

Feng Chenglin really couldn't understand Ling Luoyu.

They should have been in Miaojia Ancient City a month ago, but now, they don't even know where they have wandered.

"Third Young Master, can you talk to me?"

Feng Chenglin sat down next to Ling Luoyu and leaned close to his ear.

"Where are we going?"

"have no idea!"

"..."

"Yeah, I didn't ask!"

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

"Shopkeeper, where's your wine? Are you worried that we won't have enough money to drink?"

"I'm coming……"

A young man of fifteen or sixteen hurriedly came forward with a wine jar in his arms, chatting and laughing.

"I'm sorry, Sir, my father has gone out and is not at home. I am alone... If there is any lack of care..."

"Forget it, forget it, go about your business..." Feng Chenglin didn't want to embarrass a child, so he took the wine jar with one hand and started brewing directly.

Ling Luoyu collected the paper and pen on the table and returned the pen to the boy, but the paper was put away into the realm of chaos.

In the realm of chaos, nothingness is basking in the sun.

Sensing the piece of paper, he took it with a smile: "Master... you brought in one piece of paper this day, what do you mean? And the lines are still incomprehensible..."

For nearly a month, Ling Luoyu would bring a piece of paper in every day.

And on every piece of paper, there are confusing lines drawn on them.

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

The cold wind blew, Ling Luoyu raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky.

Fingertips turned, and the fan fell into his hand.

"Star Map..."

She held the fan high above her head, corresponding to the constellations in the sky, her eyes darkened slightly.

"Another one..."

In the distance, there was the sound of horse hooves trampling the ground.

Ling Luoyu put away his fan and stood calmly by the roadside.

The tavern they were in was a tavern that lived alone at the foot of the mountain. It had no village in front of it or town behind it. It was just this one.

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

But after a while, he turned back again.

The leader was wearing a bamboo hat that covered almost his entire upper body.

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

"Little brother, do you want to stay in your hotel?"

Ling Luoyu got out of the way: "Stay! As long as you have money!"