Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

When two people meet on a narrow road, there is nothing much to say. There is not much nonsense between the two sides at all.

One side wants to rob the escort, and the other side wants to protect the escort, so what else is there to say.

The battle broke out quickly. The escorts formed a defense line, each holding a shield and a knife, blocking the front of the convoy to prevent the other side from robbing the escort.

The other side divided more than a hundred people into many teams, which took turns to advance and fight with the escort agency.

It was obvious that the other side wanted to use a rotation battle to exhaust the escorts' physical strength.

After the escorts took action, they couldn't help but frown.

The other party was obviously not a mob. Several of them were very capable and seemed very difficult to deal with.

If this continues, they will be exhausted and the goods will be lost.

Just as the two sides were fighting back and forth and the escorts were in an extremely heavy mood, suddenly a masked man came flying from the back of the convoy, stepping on the cargo.

The masked man was unarmed and didn't even have a weapon in his hands.

But looking at his flying figure and speed, it was obvious that he had some ability.

The robbers didn't know his strength and involuntarily retreated a distance, leaving a gap in the middle for the masked man.

The masked man turned to look at the escorts, walked up to the girl, and took the knife from her hand.

Although he had his face covered, the girl still recognized him. After all, he was in such a hurry that he didn't change his clothes.

She quickly grabbed him: "Don't..."

Under the mask, Lu Xunhuan smiled: "Trust me."

After saying this, he broke free from the girl's hand, flew out, and went to meet the robber.

The steel knife in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea.

In the sky, a large number of knife flowers immediately danced.

Everyone was dazzled by the scene and couldn't even see the human figures clearly.

Lu Xunhuan pounced on the group of robbers like a tiger pouncing on sheep.

Screams immediately rang out in the canyon.

In a short moment, twenty or thirty robbers were killed on the spot.

The robbers behind saw that the masked man was highly skilled, as fast as the wind, and killed people quickly and efficiently.

Everyone was terrified and turned around and ran away as fast as they could.

Lu Xunhuan chased them and killed another twenty or thirty people.

He didn't stop until the robbers had scattered all over the mountains and plains and caught one of them.

He stepped on the man and shouted, "Which mountain are you from?"

The man begged for mercy, "Sir, we are desperate and have no choice but to try our luck here. Please have mercy on us."

Lu Xunhuan asked again, "Are you from the Hongtian Gang?"

The man replied, "Yes, hero, we can no longer stay in the city, so we have no choice but to come to this desolate mountain to make a living. We are really at our wit's end. I beg you to have mercy on us."

Lu Xunhuan raised his sword and killed him.

I didn't kill them all in Nanjun City, and now they come here to harm people. How can I forgive them? You're dreaming.

Then, he waved back, signaling the escort agency to move forward and pass through this narrow place first.

After an incense stick of time, everyone walked out of the canyon and the surroundings became open again.

Lu Xunhuan got on the carriage, closed his eyes, and continued to move forward as the carriage swayed.

The girl really wanted to talk to him, but seeing that he was resting with his eyes closed, she didn't want to disturb him.

At this moment, Lu Xunhuan's image in her mind was much taller than before.

This great writer is not only good at literature, but also good at martial arts.

There are such outstanding men in the world.

The carriage went on for another thirty miles, and when it got dark, it entered a small town to rest.

Lu Xunhuan was naturally treated as a member of the escort agency, staying in the same hotel and eating with the agency.

Everyone knows that he is a great writer, and everyone has witnessed how powerful he is in killing enemies.

At this time, he had become a savior in everyone's eyes. Everyone admired him and was extremely polite to him.

One of the escorts asked, "Great writer, I wonder what level of cultivation you have reached?"

Lu Xun Huan held up the wine bowl and said, "It's not worth mentioning. It's just the ninth level of the Phoenix Realm. Fortunately, they are a group of former Hongtian Gang members, otherwise..."

He called out to everyone, "No more talking, no more talking, let's drink..."

Another escort said, "No wonder a group of people suddenly appeared here. They are the ones who slipped through the net of the Hongtian Gang. Some of them are quite powerful."

The girl took over the conversation: "That's only relative to ordinary people. When you meet immortal cultivators, they are not worth mentioning."

She clinked her wine bowl with Lu Xunhuan and said, "Great writer, today is all thanks to you. I toast to you."

Everyone ate and drank for a while, and one of the escorts said, "When the great writer rushed out, I thought it was the masked hero, haha."

Lu Xun Huan also laughed: "I just covered my face on purpose to scare those people first, to make them afraid before the battle, so that I can take advantage of it."

He raised the bowl again: "No more talking, no more talking, let's drink..."

Everyone ate and drank happily, and the party lasted for two hours before it ended.

It was already late at night.

Lu Xunhuan drank a little too much, and staggered back to his room. He closed the door, fell down, and fell asleep without even taking off his shoes.

After a while, the girl opened his door with hot water in her hand: "Great writer..."

When she walked to the bed, she found that the great writer was already asleep.

She quickly turned on the hot water and went to take off Lu Xunhuan's shoes.

Just after taking off her shoes, Lu Xunhuan's feet smelled so sour, which made her turn her head away quickly.

She quickly stood up again, wrung out the towel, and carefully washed Lu Xunhuan's face.

Lu Xunhuan was exhausted from the journey, and there was a lot of dust on his face and neck.

The girl washed Lu Xunhuan's face and neck carefully, and even washed his hands carefully. Then she squatted down and washed Lu Xunhuan's feet.

If the great writer had not intervened today, the goods worth tens of thousands of gold would have been robbed, and the escort agency would have suffered heavy losses.

Needless to say, she was grateful and admired Lu Xunhuan.

It's even normal to say that she still has feelings of admiration for him.

After washing Lu Xunhuan's feet and drying them, she hugged Lu Xunhuan tightly and tried to put him straight on the bed.

After putting Lu Xunhuan straight, she went to help Lu Xunhuan take off his coat.

After undressing Lu Xunhuan, she discovered that he was carrying a large amount of banknotes.

She immediately felt offended and hurriedly helped Lu Xunhuan put on his clothes.

However, the great writer was so drunk, with so many banknotes in his arms, and he didn't even lock the door.

What if a thief comes and steals all the money? When the great writer returns home, what will he give to his fellow villagers?

She quickly went to pour the water, and then quickly returned.

I won't leave tonight and will stay with the great writer.

After sitting for a while, I found the rough chairs in the inn really uncomfortable and my waist and buttocks ached.

The girl was actually very tired and sleepy.

She bravely got up, went to the bed, and lay down next to Lu Xunhuan.

Smelling the masculine scent on Lu Xunhuan, her face turned red and her heart was filled with passion.

But she only dared to think about it and didn't dare to do anything rash.

She didn't know how long it had been before she lay down beside Lu Xunhuan and fell asleep in a daze.

In the small town, the dew is heavier during the night.

Lu Xunhuan slept for two hours and woke up in a daze.

There was a short circuit in his brain, and he actually forgot that he was sleeping in an inn, and habitually thought he was in Nanjun City.

He turned over and felt the soft woman's body beside him.

He thought dazedly.

Oh, you didn’t sleep at Lord Sun’s house tonight. Did you sleep at Lord’s house in the provincial government?

Who's next to you, madam?

He pushed the woman's waist: "Madam..."

The girl woke up when he turned over just now.

But then, Lu Xunhuan reached out and touched her chest.

Her face suddenly turned red with shame.

Fortunately, Lu Xunhuan only touched her for a moment and then moved his hand away. He pushed her waist and called her "Madam" vaguely.

When the girl heard him call her Madam, she wondered if the great writer was married.

She didn't know why, but she knew Lu Xunhuan had made a mistake, but she went along with it and replied vaguely: "Hmm..."

In his daze, Lu Xunhuan actually thought that it was his wife sleeping next to him.

He reached out and hugged the girl, kissed her on the mouth a few times, and fell asleep again while holding her.

The girl was hugged tightly by him and kissed several times by him, and her heart was beating wildly.

But after the great writer hugged her, he did not make any other movements. After a moment, he seemed to fall asleep again.

She had endless expectations in her heart. Even if the great writer made a mistake tonight and really treated her as his wife and something happened to her, she would be willing.

There is even a special desire.

But the great writer did not move, so she did not dare to act rashly.

I had no choice but to lie in her arms, listening to his breathing, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when the roosters started crowing in the town, she finally fell into a deep sleep.