As soon as she arrived in Yiye Town, Ting Qingyu found an inn and settled her horse. Then she took Che Yue's portrait and asked one by one.
After working for a long time, there was still no trace of Che Yue. Ting Qingyu was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Looking for someone outside in the hot summer was simply adding insult to injury!
But that man was her husband. Cheyue, whom she had always trusted, suddenly disappeared. Besides searching, what else could she do?
After returning to the inn and resting for a while, Ting Qingyu set off again.
This time, Ting Qingyu found herself in the north of Yiye Calm, which is where houses meet the mountains. Although she didn’t hold out much hope, Ting Qingyu had to continue searching.[
With the sound of horse hooves clicking and the scorching sun like fire, Ting Qingyu stopped under a banyan tree and wiped her sweat. She felt that she was really about to collapse. She quickly took out her water bottle and drank some water to quench her hunger and thirst.
Suddenly, a chuckle made Ting Qingyu's nerves tense and she immediately headed towards the tree!
There was someone up there, but she didn't even notice it!
Or maybe I was too impatient and temporarily ignored the crisis around me.
You know, she will still be regarded as the biggest enemy by Xiao Ting, no, it should be a love rival, right?
There was a young man sitting on it, wearing a mask, but his cold eyes were horrifying! Ting Qingyu immediately smelled the dangerous atmosphere, reined in the horse, and the horse screamed. Just after taking a few steps, it suddenly stopped.
Seeing a piece of white silk falling from the sky, it suddenly wrapped around Ting Qingyu's neck!
Ting Qingyu was shocked. Fortunately, after returning here, she became more diligent in learning martial arts with Ye Qitian. The sword came out of its scabbard and cut off Bai Ling with a swish. She jumped to the ground steadily and raised her head coldly with a sharp gaze.
"Who are you?"
The man smiled again, and Ting Qingyu felt that this laughter was very familiar. When she thought about it carefully, wasn't this the same kind of laughter she had when Xiao Tingzhi walked to Hunyan Valley more than a year ago?
"Xiao Ting?"
Ting Qingyu frowned and was secretly shocked. Although she didn't scream, she knew that this person was Xiao Ting. She would always remember the laughter. Wasn't this man Xiao Ting who had a tendency to cut off his sleeves?