Looking up at Qianye Feng, he nodded with a cold face, "Well, let's go."
With that said, he turned around and headed out the door.
His pace speeded up somewhat subconsciously.
Qianye Feng looked at his anxious back and lowered his eyes again.
After Lin Ran followed the girl towards Baili Yuncheng for a day, he settled in a small village not far away.
Because along the way, they took shortcuts.
This can not only shorten the distance, but also reduce the risk.
"Ling'er, let's stay here for one night!"
Lin Ran pointed to a small village not far away and said to the girl next to her.
Along the way, she learned that the girl's name was Nangong Ling, and that her grandfather was a military advisor of the previous dynasty and was well versed in the art of marching and forming troops.
In the Nangong family, from top to bottom, there is no one who can't break the formation, including Nangong Ling's deceased mother.
At first, she thought she could do martial arts, but she didn't expect that she could just break formations.
After the fall of the previous dynasty, her maternal grandfather also died for the country.
The Nangong family was in decline, so her mother married a bully in Fengluo City and was bullied since she was a child.
From the time Nangong Ling was very young, her father went around for prostitution and gambling, and what was even more outrageous was that he often brought prostitutes home with him.
Whenever something went wrong, she would punch and kick her mother and daughter.
Speaking of these things, Lin Ran could always see the familiar coldness and hatred on Nangong Ling's face.
She understands this hatred very well, because...
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They are both the same.
After hearing what Lin Ran said, Nangong Ling looked not far away.
This village is called Xiaoyi Village. The people here have never cared about foreign affairs. The men till the fields and the women weaving live their own peaceful life.
Such a village has always exuded harmony.
However, due to the recent start of the martial arts competition, more people from all walks of life have passed through this village, so there is always a hidden chilling atmosphere.
"good."
Nangong Ling nodded and followed Lin Ran towards the village gate.
There are no inns or anything like that in this village.
The people who come here to make top jobs all live in the homes of the villagers.