Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Feng Xili laughed unceremoniously. This method was only suitable for bullying newbies. It was not easy to deceive an old fox like Ding Shijiao.

Seeing the troublemaker run away, Ding Shijiao curled his lips in boredom, turned around, and threw a bag of things at the shopkeeper.

"Here! That man compensated you for the table."

Feng Xili "tsk tsk" twice. How come she didn't notice when this person touched that person's purse?

Hearing her teasing voice, Ding Shijiao ignored her and turned around to see an acquaintance.

"Hey~ girl, you're here?"

When Zhong Yan heard that there was a small disturbance here, she immediately led people over. Seeing Feng Xili sitting comfortably drinking tea, she felt a lot more at ease.

She didn't notice the person walking towards her.

"Miss, are you okay?" Zhong Yan held her hand, the worry in her eyes was sincere and warm.

Ding Shijiao was stunned. What did Zhong Yan call her?

"It's okay, it's okay, I just watched a show."

"Sister, who is this girl?" He stood in front of the two of them. Zhong Yan was rarely so respectful to others.

Zhong Yan had just breathed a sigh of relief when someone stood beside her. "Huh? Brother Ding is here too?"

He nodded and asked again: "Who is this girl?"

Zhong Yan raised her eyebrows in confusion. He doesn’t know the lady?

Oh! No wonder Brother Ding didn't recognize her. If the young lady hadn't pointed it out to me, I wouldn't have recognized her either.

She looked at Feng Xili with an inquiring look. Whether or not to reveal her identity depended on the young lady's opinion.

"Sister Zhong, do you know him?"

"Well, Brother Ding is our hot pot restaurant's permanent free guest and also our patron saint." Zhong Yan gave a brief introduction.

"Oh...VIP, but what is a patron saint..."

Before she could finish her teasing words, she was interrupted by Ding Shijiao's exclamation.

"Little fellow??!"

Zhong Yan immediately rolled her eyes and said, "Keep your voice down!"

Scary!

Ding Shijiao was really shocked. Others might not know, but he knew it very clearly. When he met Feng Xili that year, they both knew each other's origins.

As "fellow villagers" who had both traveled through time, they had experienced life and death together. After parting in Zechun City, they never met again and communicated through letters.

I didn’t expect to meet you again... How come all these magical things always happen to this girl?

"By the way, Brother Ding, when will you take away those sheep?" Zhong Yan asked casually.

Hmm? Those sheep?

Feng Xili was stunned for a moment, and Ding Shijiao also reacted. So, it was really "this girl" who took the sheep he temporarily stored...

She shook her head. Was this person's mouth blessed? Did he hit the nail on the head?

Ding Shijiao saw Feng Xili seemed embarrassed for a moment, then his mood brightened up and he smiled, "Don't take it away. It was originally given to you. After all, you've been eating free lunches for so many years. It's understandable that I'll give you some raw materials."

He was willing to go along with the situation, and Feng Xili did not refuse and generously accepted his sheep.

"Since it's Brother Ding's food expenses, Sister Zhong, you don't have to be polite." Seeing that the young lady had spoken, Zhong Yan nodded, then got up and left.

The two people already knew each other, and now they meet again after a long separation, they probably have something to talk about.

"There's a private room upstairs. Let's go up and chat." Ding Shijiao pointed his thumb back generously.

As the sun set in the west, the two of them ate and drank and chatted for more than an hour. Before leaving, Feng Xili told him that she would visit the other ten cities and asked him to help keep an eye on the nearest border defenses.

Border defense? What did this girl see?

Ding Shijiao travels around the eleven cities in the northwest all year round. He has been a bit lazy recently and has not paid much attention to his intelligence network.

As expected, Feng Xili rode in a comfortable carriage to Xilin City the next day, in a mood for enjoying the spring.

Ding Shijiao here didn't know anything until he checked, and was shocked when he did!

Emperor Xihui of the Chu State suddenly changed his usual behavior and killed many different voices in the country, all of whom were forces that opposed him.

That guy suddenly became ruthless, and with one move, hundreds of heads fell to the ground, which made Emperor Chu seem much more merciful when he sent troops to fight.

Now the people of Chu are in a state of panic. It is said that Emperor Xihui has already led his troops out of the country...

Now the only country left in the world is Shangli. Emperor Xihui leads his troops to fight in person again... It goes without saying where he will attack.

What happened back then?

Does it have anything to do with the sudden disappearance and reappearance of my fellow villager?

"Sixteen, go investigate! Call everyone back and find out what the young Emperor Chu is up to?" He frowned and ordered. "He's just been slacking off for a few days. Why does it feel like the world is about to change?"

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Ever since Mu Lanxun remembered everything, there hadn't been a single moment where he hadn't hated himself, Emperor Qi Zhao and the late emperor, and even the heavens themselves...

His Xier was so good, so outstanding, and so loving, so why did she pay the price of her life in the end?

"Forget"... hehe... he hated himself for actually forgetting like that. Xier had been lying alone in that gloomy cave for so long. Would she be scared?

He leaned sideways on a chair in the camp, his hands resting feebly on his knees, his head hanging, motionless. It was so quiet… It was so quiet around him…

The boiling blood in his body was like magma, flowing through his limbs and bones, bringing heart-wrenching pain. He panted and groaned, and Feng Xili's gentle smile waving at him kept flashing through his mind.

Then the next moment, she was holding her bleeding chest... As soon as he closed his eyes, blood gushed out of her empty heart, staining his eyes red and his mouth bloody.

Just when his murderous intent was concentrated to the extreme, the blood in his head suddenly turned into those smiling eyes. He looked greedily at the smiling face that he could never touch again, and was almost self-abuse and unable to extricate himself from it.

Hearing the hoarse breathing sounds inside the tent, General Fang Guang hesitated for a moment but still did not dare to go in.

In fact, he was reluctant to go to war with Shangli. It was really not a good time now, but their wise majesty seemed to have suddenly turned into a killer. From the moment he set foot in Shangli Kingdom, he began a bloody massacre.

Although the city has not been massacred yet, given Your Majesty's condition, it may not be far away.

"How long has your Majesty not slept?" he whispered to the soldier guarding outside the tent.

"General, His Majesty has not slept for five days."

Fang Guang's dark eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back. Five days! !