Lin Sishen stayed in Shen Qingwan's house for a long time. Seeing the setting sun, Li Luo had not appeared in Pingliang City for a long time.

As planned, Li Luo should have arrived at Pingliang City before dark, and after a short rest, he followed Lin Sishen and Chen Qingwan to the old house of Chu, and entered Longling from the entrance of the secret passage they had accidentally discovered.

Although Li Luo was only half an hour late, Lin Sishen was so anxious that he kept paced back and forth in front of the door, frowned and looked worried.

Seeing Lin Sishen waving in front of her eyes, Chen Qingwan had to put down the teacup in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at her, opened her lips and comforted her softly: "You know Miss Li Luo's skills, you don't have to worry so much."

Lin Sishen shook her head, frowned and said worriedly: "She has always been punctual and sent news that she would definitely arrive before dark when she arrived in Pingliang. Since she was late, there must be something wrong on the road."

Compared with Lin Sishen's anxiety and worries, Chen Qingwan seemed particularly calm and composed. She picked up the pot and poured a cup of warm tea, slowly pushed it to the table, and opened her lips and said lightly: "Now, Sun Wenqian's eyeliner is all inside and outside of Pingliang City. If Miss Li Luo wants to sneak into the city quietly, it is normal to delay half an hour."

"With that being said, yes..."

Although Lin Sishen understood what Chen Qingwan said, she couldn't help but worry about Li Luo. She walked back absent-mindedly and hesitated. She sat next to Shen Qingwan, raised her hand and picked up the teacup and drank it all. Before she could even taste the tea in the cup, she swallowed it.

Seeing this, Chen Qingwan frowned slightly and glanced at her lightly, as if she was dissatisfied.

Lin Sishen held the teacup, and then he realized that the pot of tea on the table was brewed by Chen Qingwan just took a lot of effort to make it with his own hands. His original intention was to taste tea with Lin Sishen.

But Lin Sishen is fine. If he swallows it like this, he will naturally be dissatisfied with Chen Qingwan.

Thinking of this, Lin Sishen quickly smashed his mouth and praised it like a dog's legs: "Good tea, sweet and sweet aftertaste, is worthy of being the tea soup brewed by the princess himself."

As she said that, she wanted to lift the teapot and pour another cup, but the tea soup had just soaked half of the spout, Chen Qingwan stopped her and sighed: "You are so uneasy, so don't waste your resources."

Lin Sishen stared at Chen Qingwan, and was about to explain, but Chen Qingwan raised his hand to stop her, and opened his lips and said helplessly: "Calm down and wait for half a stick of incense, Miss Li Luo will appear."

Originally, Lin Sishen thought that Chen Qingwan said this just to persuade Lin Sishen to be patient and wait, but what she didn't expect was that Chen Qingwan actually lit an incense burner on the wooden table, and then placed the incense burner on the table, asking Lin Sishen to stare at it and wait.

And she herself tasted the remaining half pot of tea as if nothing had happened.

I don’t know if it was out of curiosity, whether Li Luo could appear in front of him as Chen Qingwan expected, as Chen Qingwan expected, when the incense was halfway through burning. Lin Sishen stared at the incense burner in front of him, suspicion and seriousness.

Not far outside Pingliang City, there is a dead wood forest. These originally dense and green trees have all died in the drought. The bark on the trees has long been stripped down by the victims to satisfy their hunger, leaving only the dead woods and cunning and cracked land.

There are many rotten corpses in the dead wood forest, and there are many crows and vultures hovering above them. Occasionally, you can see them falling to the ground and pecking at the rotten corpses.

Although there are many victims entrenched outside the city, few people are approaching this dead wood forest with many corpses. Therefore, this place seems particularly desolate and silent.

However, this is a good place to hide. Li Luo, who is running around day and night, is also hiding here.

Originally, Li Luo wanted to sneak into Pingliang City before dark, but she ran into an old acquaintance in this dead wood forest.

Just as Chen Qingwan expected, she was delayed by this person. This person was nothing but Meng Yange.

When Li Luo rushed to the Dead Wood Forest, he was about to approach the city wall. After investigation, he sneaked into Pingliang City, but he didn't expect to meet Meng Yange, who was dressed in rags and covered in ashes, disguised as a disaster victim. He was also about to sneak back into the city through the Dead Wood Forest.

After discovering Meng Yange approaching, Li Luo instinctively hid first. After Meng Yange appeared, he planned to attack the uniform secretly for the strong.

Of course, Meng Yange was also prepared for a long time. When Li Luo approached her quietly from the darkness and was about to take action, she quickly took out a few poison needles from her waist, turned her head but instantly recognized Li Luo, and immediately exclaimed.

Li Luo recognized her voice and immediately stopped her hand. The long sword in his hand slid across Meng Yange's neck. The sharp edge cut off a scattered black hair and landed gracefully.

After Meng Yange entered the city, he got involved in a group of victims, so he wore a shabby ragged clothes, his face, neck, arms, and all exposed skin were covered with smoke.

Therefore, Li Luo did not recognize her.

After all, they stopped and met face to face, but they seemed to be a little embarrassed that they could not speak.

Li Luo was better off. In addition to looking at Meng Yange's unfit outfit at first, he was stunned for such a short moment, and soon returned to his former desertion.

Meng Yange was embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to crawl into it. Li Luo didn't come early or late, but he came at this time and happened to run into her dressing like this.

She was as dirty as a beggar rolling around the mud, and there was no trace of her usual charming and charming charm.

After a while of speechlessness, Li Luo saw Meng Yange's awkwardness and embarrassment. She did not continue to look at Meng Yange, but turned her eyes away and looked at the city gate not far away, and asked, "You..."

But unexpectedly, Meng Yange was shocked and said in a panic: "I..."

The two of them collided in unison. Seeing Li Luo looking at him in confusion, Meng Yange was even more embarrassed. She stared at her toes, coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and said, "You talk first."

Li Luo nodded, and was not polite, and asked directly: "Are you going to the city?"

It seemed as if she knew Li Luo would ask this. As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Yange replied without thinking: "There are many masters hiding in the dark in the city in the past two days. If you want to sneak into the city quietly and not disturb them, you should wait until it gets dark before finding an opportunity to enter the city."

Li Luo slowly raised his eyes and looked at the sky, then pondered: "When will the guards above the city wall change their defense?"

Meng Yange stared at Li Luo's side face without blinking: "Half an hour later, it was dark, and it was the best time to get into the city."

Li Luo nodded, turned his head and looked at her faintly, and said decisively: "Okay, then wait for half an hour."

Just like that, Li Luo and Meng Yange stayed here with many corpses hidden, and they were stinking and smelling dead woods, and planned to wait until dark before entering the city.

After that, Li Luo didn't say anything. She leaned against a tree and waited for the night without saying a word. She hugged the long sword in her arms, and her slender fingertips kept rubbing the scabbard. Only this action could vaguely see that she seemed less peaceful than she looked.

Meng Yange was next to another tree two steps away on her left. He took out a clean veil from somewhere, frowned and carefully wiped away the ashes from his face.

Although it seems serious, it is actually looking at Li Luo from time to time.

From her direction, you can see Li Luo's cold and perfect side face, and her cold and warm eyes.

Compared to others, Li Luo's eyes seemed to be lighter in color, especially when she looked up at the sky, there would be a few traces of gold in the depths of her amber eyes.

She is as thin and cold as she is.

Meng Yange stared at her for a long time until Li Luo seemed to frown slightly with dissatisfaction, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze. In order to break the embarrassment, she asked casually: "Is Mr. Lin who called you?"

After asking, she felt that she was too stupid. Of course, Lin Sishen asked her to come, otherwise how could she appear here?

Li Luo closed his eyes and thought for a while, suddenly said softly: "That's right."

Meng Yange didn't expect Li Luo to answer her. She blinked and walked closer: "That's it?"

This time Li Luo did not answer again. She turned her head and glanced at Meng Yange, and then was slightly stunned but did not retract her gaze.

Meng Yange's face was not wiped cleanly. The wiped area revealed its white and translucent skin. The unwired area was still dirty and looked as funny as a cat.

Li Luo's thin lips were slightly curled, and then he quickly returned to his coldness. She turned her eyes and kindly reminded her: "Your face."

When Meng Yange heard this, half of her face turned red. She quickly wiped her face with a veil and asked again: "Is it okay to step on the snow? I haven't been there for a long time. Does it miss me?"

Li Luo thought about it seriously: "It is no different from usual."

I ate and slept day after day after day when I slept, and ate when I was free, I caught fallen leaves in the yard to play with it. But it was just a lazy cat, and it seemed that I would not feel confused and reluctant to leave anyone because of the departure of anyone.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the cat raised by Li Luo. Meng Yange skimmed the corners of his lips: "Who will take care of it for you if you leave Beijing?"

Li Luo seemed a little tired. She slowly closed her eyes, opened her lips and said briefly from her mouth: "Miss Yun Liu does it for her."

Meng Yange was stunned when she heard this. She thought about this name that was a little strange and seemed to have heard of. Then she thought of something and curled her lips and smiled jokingly: "Miss Yun Liu? That old lover of Mr. Lin? Aren't you afraid of strangers when you step on the snow?"

When she heard Meng Yange calling Yun Liu Lin Sishen's old lover, Li Luo frowned slightly and said lightly: "Although he is afraid of strangers, he likes Miss Yun Liu quite a lot."

Meng Yange felt a soreness in her heart for no reason, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. I don’t know if it was anger in the snow. She smiled bitterly and lowered her eyes and muttered softly: “It’s true that I have no conscience…”

Just like its owner, he has no conscience.

She added silently in her heart, but she didn't say it.

Li Luo stopped talking to her, closed his eyes and rested for a while, and waited until the sky gradually became late, until the last ray of afterglow completely disappeared into the darkness, then stood up straight and glanced at it: "Let's go."

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In the official post, Lin Sishen was staring at the incense that was almost burning halfway, and suddenly heard a knock on the door outside. Lin Sishen got up and opened the door, and saw Mo Zhu standing outside the door.

Mo Zhu whispered a few times beside her, then stepped down.

Lin Sishen took a breath when he heard this, turned around and looked at the incense in the incense burner on the table. The incense that was exactly half burned.

It's really half a stick of incense.

Her eyes moved to Chen Qingwan, who was standing aside, and she could not hide her shock.

But Chen Qingwan closed the book calmly, raised her eyes and glanced at her, curled her lips and smiled: "It seems that my fortune is quite good. I guessed it by chance, not more or less."

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