Because of the bumpy carriage, Xia Houran fell in the car and was unable to read properly. He could only chat with Yu Wen Xunli who liked to close his eyes and fall asleep. But I don't know if it was because Gongguo no longer had the protection of Xia Hou Yazuo.
, there actually seemed to be some depression along the way.
Suddenly a woman's cry broke the silence like the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the sky.
Yuwen Xunli just slowly opened his eyes, but Xia Houranluo jumped up from the soft couch.
"This scream..."
Seeing Xia Houranluo about to open the curtain of the carriage and get out of the carriage, Yuwen Xunli quickly reached out to hold her: "Madam, this is very close to the official road. If anything happens, someone will naturally take care of it.
If we waste time here, I'm afraid it will take a little longer to get back to Feng's imperial capital. What's more... this is the border, where heavy troops are stationed, so what else will happen there? Palace
The guy inside will watch closely."
"But I am Xia Houranluo, this is Gongguo, and the people who are screaming are my people. I did not go to Fengguo for glory and wealth, I went to Fengguo to prevent Datong from falling into the hands of thieves."
He gently shook off Yuwen Xunli's hand, "But I know what you are worried about, so I will approach you very carefully. If I am sure that someone else can help, I will come back and won't take action."
"Since the madam insists, then the husband will naturally not refuse." Yuwen Xunli pulled the lapel of his clothes, then reached out to lift the curtain and told the coachman, "Stay where you are and wait for me."
"Yes, master." The coachman responded and stopped the carriage.
Yuwen Xunli jumped off the carriage, turned around and helped Xia Hou Ranluo down. Although Xia Hou Ranluo's body had basically recovered, he was a person who had died after all. He could not use martial arts and internal strength in a short period of time. As for his general physical strength,
He watched the exercise carefully to prevent any problems with Xia Houranluo's body.
In fact, Xia Hou Ranluo is far from as fragile as Yu Wen Xunli imagined. Her strength comes from Xia Hou Yazuo. She is in good health, but she is wearing layers of Confucian skirts, which is a bit inconvenient.
She just looks a little delicate, and...she just plays her role very well.
"The sound came from here just now." Yuwen Xunli picked up Xia Houranluo, and in a flash he went towards the direction where the sound came from.
Maybe it’s going to rain soon, and the sky is so gloomy that it seems like it’s going to fall, but there’s a strong smell of blood floating in the air. If I hadn’t known that it wouldn’t rain blood that day, it would have really made me feel like
Horrible association.
Not far from the destination, Yuwen Xunli stopped: "There may be something bad ahead."
"Bad things?" Xia Houranluo raised her head and looked at Yuwen Xunli. She could only feel some uncomfortable feelings, but there was nothing else, but here she could vaguely feel
He heard the sound of a woman crying, but saw no sign of attracting anyone else.
"There is a barrier here. We are all warlocks, so we can hear those sounds. I'm afraid no one else can hear them except us." Yuwen Xunli put Xia Houran down and read.
