Chapter 254 253: Autumn Wind

"It's a pity that the past cannot be traced, and the truth will always be buried in the past."

Gu Changsheng sighed lightly.

Isn't it somewhat similar to the immortals who came to the world in the past?

The famous heroes of the past went to sea to search for immortals, but no one knew which immortal they were looking for.

I only know that an immortal once came by the moonlight, defeated the most invincible swordsman in the world at the top of the Forbidden City, and then drifted away.

The peerless swordsman searched hard for the immortal and asked for another fight, but failed, and finally followed the immortal's path to sea.

Sun Xiaohong rested her elbow on the window and supported her chin with one hand. She looked away from the scenery outside and looked at the two masters.

There is no intention of making a comeback.

She watched quietly, watching the injured Second Master's sickly body feel uncomfortable from the jolts of the carriage, and slowly fell sideways on the Grand Master's lap. He did not look as lively as when he was fighting with the Grand Master.

Then he watched her bend her legs and curl up on the seat.

Since they exposed these two people, they stopped hiding it. Sun Xiaohong suddenly wanted to find someone to lie down like this, it must be very comfortable.

Gu Changsheng looked at Sun Xiaohong with a calm face.

"Master, how did you and Second Master..." Sun Xiaohong asked in a low voice.

"Don't be so curious." Gu Changsheng said.

"I want to prevent anyone from approaching me in this way with ulterior motives." Sun Xiaohong said.

"really?"

"Really!" Sun Xiaohong looked serious.

Gu Changsheng stared at her expressionlessly.

Sun Xiaohong sighed: "Okay, okay, I just want to know why... this is happening."

Gu Changsheng rubbed Jiang Yuyan's face with his fingers, yes, why did it become like this?

Since when... was it a murder together?

Or was it when it was very cold in Qingyijiang and she put her hands into her arms to keep warm?
  Maybe it's just getting used to it.

From being defenseless and disguising herself to changing her appearance step by step, no one but herself was pampering her.

Jiang Yuyan can only be the leader and blood Rakshasa outside, but here she can have many identities. What she likes most is being a younger sister and not having to worry about everything.

The same goes for Gu Changsheng. If she were alone in the world, she didn't dare to think about how lonely it would be.

After thinking about it, Gu Changsheng suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "Your second master's feet are very white."

Sun Xiaohong looked at the master in surprise, and after a moment she whispered: "Is it because of this?"

Gu Changsheng whispered: "She used to take off her shoes and swing in the river to seduce me."

Sun Xiaohong looked at Jiang Yuyan even more surprised.

"You fart." Jiang Yuyan said.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

Jiang Yuyan curled her lips and did not open her eyes.

Gu Changsheng spread his hands towards Sun Xiaohong, then placed his palms on Jiang Yuyan's head, stroking her hair.

"Do you know the Qinglong Society?" She suddenly said.

Sun Xiaohong was still dazed. After hearing this, she came back to her senses, thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have some impression... I don't know who I heard it from."

"Just a little impression?"

"A very mysterious organization." Sun Xiaohong frowned and thought hard.

She is still young. If Sun Baifa were to answer this question, he should know.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I found that some things seem not to be simple, but they also seem to be very simple."

Gu Changsheng turned his head and looked out the window through the gauze curtain, quietly not knowing what he was thinking.

The wheels rolled and the carriage creaked on the road.

Sun Xiaohong leaned against the chariot behind her, closing her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The strong horse neighs and gallops forward. The master and the apprentice, one large and one young, were resting. Gu Changsheng had nothing to do and took out his throwing knife, took out the wooden carving, and started carving quietly.

Her hand was very steady and the carriage would not affect her at all.

On the way from Chang'an to Jinling, Sun Xiaohong felt more and more that the second master's decision was right. Shangguan Jinhong once controlled thirteen provinces. If he visited them all, he might not be able to see them all in half a year.

No wonder he has to deal with more than five hours of affairs every day, but his only real confidant is Jing Wuming.

Now there are only three branches, and Sun Xiaohong already feels troublesome. The two masters are not impetuous at all. They seem to have been accustomed to this kind of life on the road. It is no different from when they were in Baoding Mansion. They are even more relaxed. Occasionally taking a rest in the wild is like playing. generally.

Sun Xiaohong felt relieved when she thought that they had been in a bitter cold place outside the Pass. There were completely different things inside and outside the Pass.

A Fei, who is as strong as the flying swordsman, also comes from outside the pass.

The hardships of life in the wilderness are beyond the imagination of people in Guan Nei. Sometimes they can't find water or food for several days. All they can do is endure. The battle with nature is endless.

That's why the Demon Cult has been deliberately plotting against the Central Plains, leaving a place that is covered in ice and snow most of the time.

When Guo Songyang arrived outside the customs, he realized that what Li Xunhuan said was still conservative.

Amid the desolation, he wore a hood and carried an iron sword on his back, trying to maintain his strength as much as possible.

Walking is also a kind of rest. A Fei has already mastered the skills, but he is still honing them.

He didn't know that a swordsman named Ye Gucheng once came to the border.

Yellow sand is flying on the earth, and the grass is as golden as color.

The sunshine is brilliant and brilliant, but also has a chilling meaning.

Outside the customs is a good place for training, because there are not as many inexplicable rules as in the Central Plains, and there are not so many inexplicable people. The only thing recognized here is strength.

To kill, and to be killed.

In a place with few resources, it is always simple and direct.

Autumn.

autumn wind.

The chill in the autumn wind is getting heavier and heavier. As long as the north wind blows, the yellow leaves of the trees will flutter and fall, leaving bare branches.

After seeing the money gang's helm with Sun Xiaohong, the carriage headed outside the pass.

Sun Xiaohong also needs training. Since she has not chosen to give up being the gang leader, strength is a must.

The further north you go, the colder the climate becomes.

Autumn comes earlier outside the customs. You don’t even know which day you will open the window and you will find the ground covered with ice and snow.

Sun Xiaohong put on a sheepskin jacket, holding up her sleeves like a roe deer, but her eyes were extremely sharp.

"Master, is that... that... you mentioned... really outside the customs?"

"The Soul-Captivating Technique."

"Oh, yes, the soul-stirring magic is really outside the customs?"

"Not sure, let's take a look. If not, just go outside the Great Wall." Gu Changsheng said.

You can always find it outside the Great Wall without going to Miao territory.

Sun Xiaohong opened her mouth to say something, but finally closed it.

She has never seen such an arrogant person. Even Sun Baifa, who is number one in the weapons spectrum, is not so crazy that he wants something, so he goes directly to the Demon Cult to look for it...if he can't find it, look for him somewhere else.

The master chose it himself and had no choice.

"I think we can ask the Money Gang to help find Master." Sun Xiaohong thought for a while and said.

"What about you?" Gu Changsheng asked calmly.

"You can just say you want me to train you."

Sun Xiaohong picked up the firewood and piled it into a small cluster. She looked up and then lowered her head.

She didn't know what happened. The two masters seemed flawless and not dirty even in such an environment.

"I heard that the Demon Cult has four princesses, can Master help me get one back?" Sun Xiaohong said.

What she responded to was a branch that hit her hard on the head.

Sun Xiaohong covered her head and rubbed it, while Jiang Yuyan sat aside wrapped in a fox fur coat and snickered.

(End of this chapter)

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