C54

Inn

The oil lamps on the table flickered, and waiter poured some more oil into them.

Feng Ling Jue was holding a brush and drawing a picture.

Qing Yao lied on the table and looked. Looking at the handsome youth in the painting, she couldn't help but knit her brows, "This person … Why does it look so familiar? "

"Really?"

Hearing this, Feng Ling Jue immediately put down the brush in his hand and showed the portrait to Qing Yao: "Look, have you seen him before?"

"Oh."

Qing Yao looked carefully, and then suddenly realized something, "Ah, I remember now. A few days ago, I seemed to have seen him at an inn, he was together with a very good-looking young master, and I even grabbed onto one of his jade pendants."

Then, Qing Yao took out a jade pendant from his waist, a picture of a lotus was engraved on it, Feng Lingjue held his forehead, wasn't this the jade pendant that he had given to Yao Qing back then? He thought that if Yao Qing were to encounter any danger, he would be able to get that fellow Hua Liuyue to help.

"..." "How come I didn't know that you had such a vile habit?"

He had thought that he was already a scoundrel enough, but he hadn't thought that this Qing Yao was even more inhuman than him. No, to be exact, she was not human.

"Who asked them to ignore me? The two of them were whispering to each other, and every time they saw it, they would feel annoyed.

Qing Yao curled his lips and said unhappily.

So it was like that.

Feng Lingju asked, "Where did you see them?"

"It's near Riverside."

Qing Yao said indifferently, as he yawned, his eyes were full of tears.

"Lin Jiang?" It's very close to here. Maybe they're still here. "

Feng Ling Jue pondered for a moment, rolled up the portrait, and stood up.

"Eh? "It's already dark now. We can go tomorrow, is that not okay?"

Qing Yao said weakly.

"No, get up."

Feng Ling Jue pulled Qing Yao up and rushed outside.

The two of them used the Lightness Arts and flew towards the river bank.

Qing Yao's eyelids were heavy to the extreme as she looked at Feng Ling Jue at the side. She felt a little helpless, why does this person look so energetic? Aren't you tired at all?

"Hey, who the hell are you?"

Qing Yao asked.

"Why do you ask?"

Feng Ling Jue replied indifferently.

"Since you aren't a Daoist cultivator, and judging from your skills, you don't seem like a mortal. Could it be that you're also a demon?"

Qing Yao said excitedly.

"No."

Feng Ling Jue laughed.

"What's that?"

Qing Yao hardened his face.

"I'll tell you when the time comes."

Feng Ling Jue said in a faint voice. After he finished speaking, he quickened his pace.

Qing Yao was suddenly left behind, "Hey, Young Noble, wait for me!"

With the two of them chasing each other, they soon arrived at River Lin area. Qing Yao was already panting heavily, with his hands on his hips, he gasped heavily for breath.

"Where is the inn you were talking about?"

Feng Ling Jue remained calm and collected as he turned to look at Qing Yao.

Qing Yao's face flushed red and her throat felt hot. It took a long time for her to calm down, so she pointed at the unflustered Feng Lingjue and said, "You … Are you a monster? "

"That's because your cultivation is lacking, hurry up and say it."

"Over there …"

Qing Yao pointed to an inn not far away, and Feng Ling Jue walked over quickly.

"Running again?"

Qing Yao had nothing to live for, so he chased after her.

At this time in the inn, waiter had just rubbed his eyes and was about to open his shop when he suddenly saw a man and woman aggressively walking over. Do you want to stay in a shop? "

"I came to find out about someone."

Feng Ling Jue took out the portrait and spread it out in front of waiter, "Excuse me, is he still staying here?"

waiter rubbed his sleepy eyes, and after they clearly saw the person in the portrait, he said, "Oh, Young Noble, are you talking about the little gongzi that was with the doctor? They're gone. "

"Doctor?"

The corner of Feng Lingju's mouth twitched. Could he be referring to that person?

He rubbed his forehead and asked helplessly, "When did they leave?"

"Three days ago."

"…"

He came too late.

"Did they say where they were going?"

Qing Yao asked.

"It seems to be about going to the Mo City."

The waiter thought for a while and said.

"Isn't the Mo City too far away?"

Qing Yao complained.

"You can choose not to follow me."

Feng Ling Jue didn't say anything about it.

"This won't do. I am your demon in life, and death is also your ghost. Wherever you go, I will go."

Qing Yao walked to the side of Feng Ling Jue, stuck out his chest, and spoke with righteousness.

"..." "Then follow me."

Feng Ling Jue rolled his eyes, he had really never seen someone so persistent.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, on the clear blue water, a small boat was drifting on the water. The coachman was singing a song and paddling vigorously.

Moments later, a slender white hand lifted the curtain, and a handsome man stuck his head out, "Uncle Boatman, how long before we arrive at the shore?"

"A few more hours."

The boatman chuckled.

"Alright, sorry for the trouble."

The man smiled gently, closed the curtain, and turned to the seasick and powerful Yao Qing, "The boatman said that it will be a few more hours."

Yao Qing had already vomited seven to eight times, his face completely pale.

"How is it? "Are you feeling better?"

The man gave the medicine that he prepared beforehand to Yao Qing.

Yao Qing nodded, "Mn, much better now."

The man rubbed his hair, "That's good, it's all my fault. Even though I knew you were seasick, you still said you wanted to come to Mo City."

"It's alright, what's more, I heard that Mo City are very beautiful, I really want to take a look too!"

Yao Qing grinned, although his smile looked a little pale.

"Oh right, why are you in such a hurry to leave the town? All along the way, you didn't tell me what had happened. "

the man asked.

Yao Qing clenched his teeth, he naturally did not say that it was because he felt that there were people monitoring them, and when he thought about them, he could not help but tremble, which was why he immediately packed his things and left.

"Lan Shu, if someone wants to come, and bring you back, what should we do?"

He bit his lower lip. After a long moment of hesitation, he finally spoke.

Lan Shu laughed, "What happened to you today? What kind of nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden? "

He pulled Yao Qing into his embrace, "Don't worry, no matter who it is, I won't go with him. What I want, from the very beginning, is only a Yao Qing. "

"But, I'm a very selfish person. You can have me like this?"

Yao Qing was on the verge of tears.

"Yes, yes, all of them."

Lan Shu stroked his hair and comforted him.

Yao Qing felt his heart warm up, he suddenly realized that something was not right. He reached for his waist, and when he touched his waist, his face immediately turned pale: "Where did he go?"

"What?"

Lan Shu let go of Yao Qing.

"The jade that the young master gave me is gone …"

Yao Qing said blankly, anxious to the point that her tears were about to fall.

"Is it in the bag?"

Lan Shu took the bag.

Yao Qing searched through it for a long time, but still could not find the jade pendant.

"Or in an inn? Why don't we go back and look for it? "

"No need, it's fine. Forget it."

Yao Qing held his bag tightly. It would be too dangerous to turn around and return.

I'm sorry, sir.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]