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"You … Why didn't you say so earlier! "

How could Feng Ningyan have thought of this earlier? Killing a tiger and stealing its skin? Now that he heard Shen Ling Jue's words, thinking back to the hole he dug in the tiger's body, he felt a heartache.

She hastily ran back to the tiger's side and looked at the bloody wound, only to discover that Shen Ling Jue's sword wound was fast, precise, and very small.

But the wound she left …

It was so big and messy and deep that it was hard to put into words.

"A nice piece of tiger skin …" She pouted and began to vent her anger at herself. "If I can find such a piece of tiger skin in my father's handsome tent, it will definitely be much more comfortable …"

Shen Ling Jue laughed, "The weather in Ningnan that's like spring all year round, with tiger skin, you don't have long of heat?"

Feng Ning Yan laughed. "No matter how bad the tiger's skin is, we'll still kill it first. This thing wants to eat us and horses, so there's no need to be courteous with it."

The two of them quickly cut off the entire piece of tiger skin and washed it by the stream before hanging it up.

By this time, the sky had already begun to brighten. It was about noon.

Shen Ling Jue whistled, and the two horses that were chased away by Feng Ning Yan ran back to their sides.

Feng Ning Yan stroked the necks of the two horses and consoled them, "Okay, we've already killed off this big tiger, so there's no need to be afraid now!"

Shen Ling Jue cut the tender meat off the tiger's body piece by piece, ignited the bonfire again, and sat there, roasting it slowly.

Feng Ningyan walked up to the tiger and looked. Suddenly, she discovered something protruding from the tiger's crotch …

"Mm …" She blushed and glanced at Shen Ling Jue. Seeing that he was focused on roasting meat, she did not even look at him. She quickly took out a dagger from her boot and cut that thing off.

Although Shen Lingjue didn't look at her, she was still in his line of sight.

When he saw what she had done in secret, he could not help but want to laugh, but in order to give her some face, he kept a straight face and roasted meat.

By daybreak, the tiger meat had already been roasted.

Early in the morning, there was a misty white mist, dewdrops on the leaves, and a fairyland by the stream.

The carcass of the tiger was dragged ashore and thrown into a pit, which attracted a lot of vultures, but since there were people around, they formed a group not far away on the treetops. Their eyes were all shining as they eagerly waited for this delicious nutritious breakfast.

Feng Ning Yan glared at them. "You bunch of greedy fellows! We killed the tiger with our life on the line, you guys are in for a ride."

Shen Ling Jue folded the half dried tiger skin that was left on the branch and tied it behind his back.

Feng Ning Yan kicked the embers from the bonfire into the stream. After tidying everything up, the two of them immediately mounted their horses and hurried on their way.

After they passed Xiang Nan City, they walked out of the mountain range. The terrain became flat and there were more towns to be seen.

The two continued to travel at full speed just like the day before. They tried their best not to stay in the crowded towns. After a few towns, they would change into new clothes and be extremely careful.

In the evening, they arrived at the Yangtze River Ferry. Unexpectedly, a section of the wooden bridge that crossed the river had collapsed and was in the process of being refurbished.

On the dock were three or five fishing boats, two medium-sized cargo ships, and a three-storey passenger ship.

The ship docked at the shore, but no one boarded, and none of the sailors were seen, nor did any of the men carry their luggage up or down.

Shen Ling Jue looked at the ship and frowned: "There's something strange about the passenger ship, you can't take it."

They dressed up to keep their whereabouts a secret.

This was because the reason why the south had been secretly preparing for battle was so that they could surprise and attack the Southern Yong Pass and the Dragon Fang.

This time, Shen Lingjue and Feng Ningyan returned to Ningnan County under the secret decree of the emperor, preparing to meet the enemy head-on.

If their whereabouts were exposed and spread to the southern border, it would make the southern border realize that the Southern Ning Army had already started preparing for war, then it would be possible for them to launch a war in advance and catch Feng Wei off guard.

Feng Ning Yan looked at the broken bridge, and said softly: "You can't take the passenger ship, do you think we should take the two cargo ships? Not to mention that the cargo ship was going down the road, just these two BMWs weren't that unusual on the road, but they would definitely attract the attention of others on the cargo ship. The fishing boat is too small, and even more so. "

Time was tight, and they had to hurry to the dragon's teeth.

"Let's go to the next ferry." Shen Lingjue decisively made a decision.

Just as the two were about to lead their horses away, they heard someone call out from behind them: "Young Master, head storekeeper, I've been waiting for you!"

Young Master? Head storekeeper?

Hearing this familiar name, Feng Ning Yan was stunned. She turned her head in shock, but what she saw wasn't Jing Chanzi and the rest, but a stranger.

She could not help but be doubtful. She exchanged glances with Shen Ling and stopped in her tracks.

The newcomer was in his early thirties, with small eyes that looked exceptionally shrewd. He was tall and slender, with a pair of eye-catching ears and a pointed goatee. He looked particularly comical, but he gave off a very intimate feeling.

He was dressed in a mouse gray brocade gown with a silver crown on his head and a ink fan in his hand. He looked like an Elementary Scholar, but when paired with his city looks, he looked like a Master.

Feng Ningyan vigilantly walked up, cupping her hands and asking, "May I ask who your esteemed self is …"

That person respectfully bowed towards Shen Lingjue and Feng Ningyan and said in a low voice, "Greetings head storekeeper. I, Lin Zhong, am here on behalf of the southern branch storekeeper to meet the young master and head storekeeper. I will be in charge of escorting you on this journey."

With that, he pointed his finger at the fan and it opened with a "huala" sound. A red diamond pattern could be seen at the bottom of the ink painting.

Someone from the Speaker Pavilion!

Since he could already determine that they were his own people by the way of calling them by the name that Feng Ningyan and Shen Lingjue used last time they went to the Southern Wilderness, not to mention that there was also the emblem of this Pavilion of Interpretation.

Shen Ling Jue's eyes were still cold as he asked, "Is the Jiangnan branch manager surnamed?"

"My surname is Nangong." Lin Zhong replied without hesitation.

The chief of the Jiang Nan branch of the Pavilion of Interpretation was called Nangong Lang. This was a top secret within the Pavilion of Interpretation, so it was impossible for outsiders to know of it.

"Get on board."

After confirming Lin Zhong's identity, Shen Ling Jue's brows relaxed as he said to Feng Ning Yan.

Lin Zhong took the reins in Shen Ling Jue's hands and bowed, "Young Master, Head storekeeper, this way please."

After boarding the passenger ship, Feng Ning Yan couldn't help but recall the last time they went back to Ningnan. It was from Hundred Miles Town that they changed their ship and left by water.

Along the way, the scenery was very familiar. Needless to say, many of the items that Shen Lingjue and her were used to had been stored on the boat.

When she reached the deck, she stretched her arms and embraced the warm early winter sun.

Shen Ling Jue had already ordered some people to take off the tiger skin and fix the holes that were punctured by Feng Ning Yan.

He came up behind her and slipped his arm around her waist.

Feng Ningyan's body shrunk, but there was nowhere to hide.

He whispered in her ear, "What were you doing squatting next to the carcass of the tiger at the creek when I roasted in the morning?"

Feng Ning Yan's eyelids twitched. She thought to herself, This guy clearly wasn't watching, but he still noticed that she did something shameful while squatting beside the tiger's corpse.

She licked her dry lips and blushed.

"Ugh …" Nothing, I'm... Say the Rebirth Spell to that tiger once, and transcend it. "

"Is that so?" Shen Ling Jue smirked evilly, locking her waist with one hand, his lips touching her earlobes, his fingertips picking up her chin, causing her to look up at him from the side, "How come I saw what you cut off?"