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When Wei Xinglan bid farewell to the fat woman, Luo Quin retreated beyond the high wall expressionlessly, quietly waiting for the idler to come out from inside.

Someone Wei stepped out of the gate in a happy mood, and saw the people standing outside at a glance. They were really slim and graceful, just like what she just described, and she couldn't help sighing: "Why are you here?"

Luo Que couldn't believe that this person didn't notice that she had been standing inside for a long time just now, maybe she said those embarrassing words on purpose.

What a fox, Luo Que cast a sideways glance at her, and then added the word "fine" at the end, no wonder there are so many goofs.

"Where is that person?" she said.

Wei Xinglan said it easily: "I lost it."

Luo Que was speechless for a moment, and glanced at her indifferently. Ever since he knew that this person had a miserable childhood, his endurance had risen to a level, and he wanted to pamper her for no reason.

She convinced herself in her heart, no matter what, it's good that people are fine.

Wei Xinglan smiled, thinking that Miss Luo was so confused, how could she believe anything she said casually, and she continued: "I followed him into this dyeing workshop, and almost caught someone, but he took the dyed cloth He made a mess and disappeared when he stepped on the roof, so I had to help him clean up the aftermath."

"The aftermath is to help people pick up the dyed cloth?" Luo Qun said.

Wei Xinglan nodded: "I can't let someone lose a few bolts of cloth for nothing."

Luo Quin: ...

"See clearly?" She frowned.

"There is a half-inch wide scar from the bottom of the eye to the temple, wearing a bamboo hat, wearing a black cloth shirt, more than eight feet tall, carrying a long knife, the blade is wrapped in cloth, it doesn't look like it will strike suddenly." Wei Xinglan recalled. .

A swordsman does not hold the knife in his hand, but wraps it tightly and carries it on his back, which means that this person is either too conceited or has no malice.

Luo Que only listened to Wei Xinglan's one-sided words, and couldn't guess whether this person was conceited or had no intention of hurting others. She frowned. Since this person ran away, maybe...

"Go back!" Luo Que said coldly, seeing a lot of tricks to lure the tiger away from the mountain, her heart sank.

Even if City Lord Xue has the ability to reach the sky, his skill will have to be reduced a few times if he is blind, not to mention that he has a little boy with chubby hair by his side, and when he is taking care of himself, he is distracted to protect others.

Wei Xinglan smiled, and followed leisurely, like strolling in a garden, as if he was somewhat sure that the man would not hurt Xue Fengyi and Qifeng.

The two of them hadn't arrived at the west gate, but unexpectedly, it started to rain halfway. The rain was heavy, and it wouldn't stop for a while. If it kept falling, the city gate might not be able to get out.

When they rushed to the west gate, they saw an old man and a young man standing upright under the eaves. Their hair was disheveled, the old man was dressed in rags, and the young man was squatting on the ground. They really looked like beggars. I didn't hold a bowl anymore.

Qi Feng raised his head and looked at them, with joy on his face, his almond eyes seemed to be shining, and his voice was soft and waxy: "Sister Fairy!"

Luo Que breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the person who followed them along the road really had no malicious intentions, otherwise he would have taken advantage of this gap to attack.

Wei Xinglan on the side raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you call me kid."

Qifeng puffed up her cheeks in anger, kept her mouth tightly shut and said nothing, she didn't learn well at a young age, but she learned to hold grudges, and in her heart she blamed all the evil things that Second Miss Wei had done.

Firstly, this female fairy messed up her hair, secondly, pinched her cheeks, and thirdly, she failed to be grateful to the person who bought meat buns out of her purse.

Seeing this girl squatting on the ground and staring at her angrily, Wei Xinglan thought to himself that this is really a knot.

……

There was a temple at the gate of the city, and several people rode over there on horseback, sheltering from the rain for the time being.

Only then did Xue Fengyi ask: "Has anyone caught up with that follower?"

Luo Que looked at Wei Xinglan from the side, and saw that the person leaning against the wall was pale, and his lips were almost plain, but the whiter his face, the darker his eyebrows and eyes, and the darker his eyes were. Yeli didn't lose half of her points, on the contrary, she looked more like a mountain spirit and ghost.

She then thought, since she found out that Second Miss Wei hadn't had an attack for a long time except for the two times when she wanted to make a move. Could it be that the symptoms of her insanity have really healed for the most part?

Wei Xinglan said: "I didn't catch up to him, but I have written down his appearance. There is a long-term scar from the bottom of his eye to the temple, and he is tall and strong. He is a swordsman."

Xue Fengyi frowned and thought about it. Although he has encountered many swordsmen in his life for decades, he can count the scarred people on his face with one hand. There is not even a single person who can name it.

"I've never met such a person before."

"What kind of knife is he holding?" Xue Fengyi asked again.

Wei Xinglan sighed: "He walks with a knife behind his back, and the knife is wrapped in a cloth, I really can't see it." After she finished speaking, she smiled, "Don't worry, he will definitely come again."

Qifeng on the side was holding something tightly in his hand, and after looking closely, he realized that it was the handle of the knife left by the woman.The handle of the knife was pitch black, with patterns of flowing clouds engraved on it, and traces of being cut were clearly left on the bottom.

She listened silently for a while, and after several people were silent, she said timidly: "Mother told Feng'er before that Daddy also has a scar on his face."

Luo Que frowned, maybe it was Qi Feng's father who left home and found him.

Wei Xing raised his eyebrows, "Where is your father's scar?"

Qifeng said awkwardly, "I don't know."

Now there is no result.

Apart from them who were hiding from the rain in the temple, there were also a few beggars huddled in a corner, as if they were terrified of the four people who broke in suddenly.

Luo Que glanced at her and then withdrew her gaze. Instead, she looked at the hostile Miss Wei and said, "Don't worry, we just came in to hide from the rain, and we'll leave when the rain stops."

She couldn't help but looked at Wei Xinglan twice more, thinking that although this person is used to being lazy, he has always been good-natured, and on the contrary, he has a little more "chivalry" than ordinary people.

It was raining heavily outside the house, and when I turned around, the sky became as dark as midnight, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning rumbled.

The sound of the rain crackling the roof tiles on the roof almost covered up the imperceptible footsteps.

Luo Que was originally sitting cross-legged in meditation, but she turned her ears slightly, but heard the sound of someone passing by on the roof, she opened her eyes suddenly, and looked up.

Could it be that the person following behind came again?

However, when the tiles on the roof were pierced with a clang, it was a sword that stabbed in from above, not the "knife" Wei Xinglan said.

This murderous aura was not washed away by the heavy rain, but it became more intense.

After the tiles were punctured, the rain poured into the temple, making the group of beggars huddled in the corner even more frightened, trembling too dare not speak.

Luo Quin stretched out his hand and pushed Wei Xinglan, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

Wei Xinglan's whole body was cold, and the corners of her eyes and cheeks were slightly red, as if she had felt the wind chill. She raised her hand and clenched it violently, tearing off the sword-wielding man from the roof.

With a bang, the drenched man in coir raincoat fell from the top. He turned over and barely fell to the ground.

Luo Que frowned and said, "Who is it?"

The man stood up straight, dripping water from his drenched clothes on the ground, his thin and tall appearance suddenly looked like a water ghost, he sneered: "Pursuing order."

As soon as the three words were uttered, Luo Qun and Wei Xinglan immediately knew the purpose of this person's visit.

Wei Xinglan pulled out the white blade, swiped it with a twist of his wrist, several streaks of silver light were like lightning, and left several deep marks on the gray-white wall.

That person didn't come alone, after he fell into the house, several people broke into it immediately, squeezing the narrow temple to the brim.

Wei Xinglan's eyes were cloudy and cloudy, and her eyes were sometimes diffuse and sometimes cold, as if she had lost her soul. She frowned and said, "I'll lead the way, you guys go."

Luo Que immediately said, "Let's go together."

Wei Xinglan squeezed out a smile: "Although life cannot be at the same time, if death can be at the same point, it would be a beautiful thing."

Luo Quin: ...

I don't know if this person is trying to provoke her, she frowned and gritted her teeth and said, "Don't speak indiscriminately with the occasion."

The unsheathed silver sword drew a sword light, Wei Xinglan said in a leisurely tone, "I am running out of time, if there is another occasion, how can I have the time to say something to you that outsiders can't hear. "

Luo Que was so angry that she turned her head to Xue Fengyi and said, "Senior, let's go first."

Hearing this, Wei Xinglan really split a path.

Luo Que originally wanted to take Qifeng along with her, but the boy with long hair stood in a daze in the distance without moving, his eyes were so frightened that he didn't even turn his eyes.

The child who had been far away from the world and was protected innocently by the woman was once again smashed by the sword, light and sword, and was dragged into the sea of ​​swords and flames before he was ready.

"Qifeng, come here!" Luo Quin frowned and shouted.

Qifeng stared blankly at the big knife in the "water ghost"'s hand, as if it had turned into a stone, unable to move.

In desperation, Luo Que had no choice but to reach out to the girl, but was caught off guard, a palm without any internal force lightly patted her body, she staggered, and was pushed out of the temple gate together with Xue Fengyi.

The thin wooden door creaked shut, and Wei Xinglan who was inside said casually, "They're all here? Then I'm going to close the door and beat the dogs."

The few people were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that she would dare to face the enemy alone, they thought that this is good, their winning rate is also greater, so they sneered, and walked away without saying much.

Wei Xinglan turned sideways to avoid the sharp knife, pinched Qifeng's waist with both hands, picked up the child suddenly, and placed it on the high platform where the tribute was placed. She raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Are you afraid?"

Qi Feng was stunned and did not speak.

"It's right to be afraid. I saved you this time. You should learn to be more sensible. You won't be grateful if you are grateful. At least you must be able to talk when you meet people." Wei Xinglan said with a smile.

Qifeng: ...

This female goblin is really shameless, bad-tempered, and vengeful!

At the end, Wei Xinglan snipped off the blade that came from the sideways attack with his backhand, and added another sentence with a smile on his face: "Also, that fairy sister..."

Qifeng looked at her inexplicably, and looked at the swords that came under siege, and felt a chill all over her body.

With a clang sound, Wei Xinglan used the scabbard to hold the attacking sword blade, while raising the long sword and sweeping forward, he turned around and said, "Mine."

Qifeng is really afraid of her, this person is desperate.