Yun Yan's big eyes blinked, innocently, "I have nothing to do with the Vulcan Cult a long time ago, Ying'er will understand."
They looked at each other and laughed a few times. Yuan Hong got goosebumps at the side. What plan are these two men planning?
It's a pity that Yuan Hong is no longer the reckless and frivolous young man he was back then. He thought he had no opponent in the world. After following Yan Rong for several months, he has completely curbed his arrogance and learned a set of good self-defense skills.
Brother Yan Ying, it's not that he has no loyalty and refuses to help, it's just that he can't afford to offend these two men, let alone dare not offend them. Forget it, he just thinks of himself as a stupid pillar with both ears and eyes, and continues to carry the big rock here.
It's better to practice endurance.
It's actually pretty good.[
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At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, covering the flower valley with a mysterious veil.
Holding the unconscious Ruoruo on his side, he boarded the carriage that Jiu Yao had prepared long ago. Yan Ying and his party fled through the waterway on the other side of the Valley of Flowers.
"Sir, have we succeeded?" Jiu Yao couldn't believe it after he came out of the secret passage. He was so lucky that he couldn't even imagine it.
"It's hard to say." He didn't know for sure. "Go north, make a circle and then go south. I'll be back in the capital within three months." The scenery along the way is beautiful, and you can walk and play without worrying about looking for it.
Not a good place to go.
Jiu Yao nodded in agreement, acted as the driver himself, drove the carriage, and disappeared at the end of the official road surrounded by dozens of shadows.
On the hillside, with the help of dim light, Yan Rong set up a pergola and looked far into the distance.
After Yan Ying left, he no longer had any worries. He didn't have to worry about getting into trouble and accidentally injuring his nephew.
"The little girl hasn't cooked for me yet." What Yun Yan couldn't forget was the home-cooked dishes Ruoruo had promised.
"When I return to Beijing, I will take you to the palace to ask for help." Anyway, the monk can escape but cannot escape from the temple.
Yun Yan immediately became happy and stopped talking.
"Fenggu!" A bloodthirsty cold light flashed through his eyes that were used to joking. In the dark night, it seemed like some kind of beast slowly opened its cruel eyes, which was very different from his usual self.
It's a pity that few people in the world are lucky enough to see him look like this.