Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

"Xu~"

Several carriages stopped one after another, and the people inside jumped down because of the sudden stop.

Guan Xun and the others also lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the people on the ground.

"I have something to tell you." Teacher Fa was the teacher in charge of supervising the competition. He was not very old, around forty years old, with two tufts of black beard.

He glanced at the crowd, then pointed to the towering black stone gate behind them: "Beyond this is the City of Slaughter. You will all stay in the carriage. Don't come out or make any noise. Just go through quietly."

Coach Fa looked particularly solemn. In previous years, he had always traveled during the day for the competition, and this was the first time he had passed through this place at night. Although he had prepared the toll fee, he was still very uneasy and hoped that nothing would go wrong.

"You all know, right?" His voice became much sterner.

After everyone agreed, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, get on the carriage now, let's go into the city immediately."

With a wave of his hand, Teacher Fa's carriage began to move forward again.

Guan Xun slowly closed her eyes, and her divine sense immediately extended from inside the carriage to a distance of more than ten meters around her. Even without going out to see with her eyes, she could clearly see what was happening around her.

Teacher Fa sat in the carriage at the very front. He didn't get inside the carriage, but sat next to the coachman.

As soon as he reached the city gate, he leaped down from above, took out a black token from his waist, and handed it to the city guard.

The guard took the token and examined it carefully. His gaze swept over the vehicles behind Teacher Fa, and he exchanged a glance with his companion before letting them pass.

As soon as the city gate opened, an unbearable, chaotic atmosphere rushed out, occasionally mixed with a faint smell of blood. Guan Xun immediately frowned.

The entire city seemed to be dark except for two lamps at the city gate guard post. What surprised Guan Xun the most was that there were quite a few people wandering back and forth in the streets in such a place...

They didn't look like ordinary people, because you could sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from them, but they also didn't look like robbers or bandits. These people looked listless and dejected, dressed in tattered clothes, and walked unsteadily.

It's like... losing your soul.

The street was unusually quiet, with only the soft rustling of horse-drawn cart wheels crunching over the sand.

"Can you smell it? It smells like blood..." Qiu Chuan covered his nose, his voice extremely soft, not even as loud as the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings. Without any spiritual power, it would be impossible to hear him clearly.

Ling Moyan was startled and quickly covered his mouth with her hand, placing a finger on his lips to signal him to be quiet.

Guan Xun kept her eyes tightly closed, looking as if she were asleep, but no one knew that her divine sense had already spread throughout the entire town.

It didn't seem as terrible as they described; instead, it exuded an atmosphere of decadence, or simply put, a lifeless, stagnant atmosphere.

The murderous aura and the stench of blood, however, emanated from the other side of the city.

Guan Xun walked to the foot of a towering wall and looked up. It was nighttime, and the sky was dark, but the sky on the other side of the wall was noticeably darker, with dark, heavy clouds that gave one the creeps.

Thinking back to the prison city that Ling Moyan had mentioned before, could it be on the other side of the wall?

The carriage simply continued straight along the main road, not heading towards the wall, so it seemed the journey was safe and nothing would happen.

"Xu~"

They traveled for an unknown amount of time, until the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, before the carriage finally stopped again.

The sound of gold coins being poured out was accompanied by the clinking of coins being counted. After a while, the sound of the city gate being opened again rang out.

call……

Everyone inside the carriage breathed a sigh of relief.

The tense and solemn atmosphere completely disappeared.

"We've passed completely." Only then did Ling Moyan dare to lift the carriage curtain, stick his head out, and look back.

Perhaps because he hadn't spoken all night, his mouth was dry and his voice sounded hoarse.

"It doesn't seem like anything's wrong..." Qiu Chuan muttered somewhat discontentedly, because he had only said one sentence last night, and Ling Moyan had covered his mouth all night!

He raised his hand and touched the area around his mouth, which was a little numb. He could clearly feel the marks left by the mouth being covered with socks on his fingertips, and immediately wrinkled his face in even more grievance.

How can I face anyone now...?

"If I hadn't covered your mouth, something bad would have happened sooner or later." Ling Moyan snorted coldly and ignored him. Seeing that Guan Xun opposite him still had his eyes closed, he reached out and shook them.

"Junior Sister Guan Xun? Wake up?"

Seeing that the other person didn't react, he leaned closer and stared at her delicate little face, falling silent.

His gaze fell on her curled eyelashes, and he reached out to touch them, then lifted his hand slightly to brush away the strands of hair that fell across her forehead.

Guan Xun slightly raised his eyelids and saw a hand brushing against his hair. What was this person doing?

With a flick of his wrist, he slapped the large hand away: "Don't you want your hand anymore?"

Ling Moyan awkwardly withdrew his hand, twitching his lips in embarrassment as he touched the spot on his wrist where he had just been slapped: "We'll be at the Illusion Forest soon after leaving Tu'an City, in about half a day. Why don't you sleep a little longer, junior?"

"No, thank you." Guan Xun turned to the side and lifted the curtain of the carriage, letting in the soft morning sunlight, which fell right on the tip of her delicate nose.

Ling Moyan, who had been watching her intently, was slightly taken aback, a ripple spreading through his heart...

With such keen senses, how could Guan Xun not feel the other person's gaze? She turned her head slightly and glanced at Ling Moyan, who was staring at her.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips: "Young Master Ling, is there something etched on my face that makes you stare at me without blinking?"

"Cough...cough!"

Ling Moyan immediately snapped out of his daze, clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, pretending to cough as he turned his head: "Um... the sun is quite nice today, I think the monsters must be having a great time sunbathing."

"Who told you that monsters like to sunbathe? Senior... they don't like to sunbathe, that's common sense..." Qiu Chuan raised his face speechlessly.

Ling Moyan was even more embarrassed now. He was just making an excuse for himself, but this guy actually undermined him. Where was he supposed to put his face?

"Everyone knows that, you can shut up now!"

"You don't know? I heard it all just now," Qiu Chuan said sincerely, pointing at Ling Moyan.

Ling Moyan: ...

"Say one more word and I'm not done with you!" he said angrily.

Hey……

Guan Xun glanced helplessly out the car window again; those two hadn't been quiet at all...