Chapter 361 The art master is bold

After some consideration, Qiao Xiaoxiao decided to go to the city.

Declining Fang Nian's invitation, the few stayed in an inn not far from the city gate.

The shopkeeper was very excited and very attentive.

After dinner, several people simply asked the shopkeeper for news.

"A few young masters and young ladies are highly skilled and bold, so the old man simply said a few more words."

"In fact, there have been similar deaths in the surrounding villages since two years ago."

"It's just that at that time people died less and were scattered, so they didn't attract attention at all."

"Occasionally, when someone babbles, everyone takes it as an accident."

"It's unimaginable. Starting this year, more people died suddenly."

"Our Dory City has eight third-class cities and 42 villages. It has been reported that eight villages have suffered disaster."

"The guards in the city are strict, but there are sporadic deaths, and several of them are carried out from the south gate every day."

"The corpse looks like it has been sucked dry by a ghost. It's very scary to die."

"The business in the city has naturally plummeted. If you guys don't come, the old man will also think about closing the shop~"

Xie Fei: "It's been so long, haven't you found any useful clues?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper shook his head and sighed.

"The city lord is a good one. The young city lord also patrols inside and outside the city every day. It's a pity."

Qiao Xiaoxiao: "Uncle, don't be sad, I heard from the Young City Master today that the disciples of Ziyun Sect will be coming soon."

The shopkeeper curled his lips.

His face looked disdainful.

"Our place is close to Ziyun Sect, and disciples of the sect often come here."

"At the beginning of this year, after the city lord reported the incident, there have been two waves of people. It's useless. It's useless at all."

Qiao Xiaoxiao was quite surprised.

There were similar expressions on the faces of Xie Fei and the others.

"Looking at it before, the young city lord is looking forward to the arrival of the Purple Cloud Sect this time."

The shopkeeper: "I guess there will be a few amazing ones this time!"

"Hey~ If this goes on like this, I really can't stay in this place."

The night passed peacefully.

Just after dawn, Qiao Xiaoxiao opened her eyes.

As soon as the little girl moved, Qing Li Nuo beside her also woke up.

Four eyes facing each other.

My heart is heavy.

When the two left the guest room, they found that Ye Lingsu, Huo Yu, Xie Fei, and Jin Wenqi were already waiting in the lobby.

The huge inn was empty, only their table.

The shopkeeper's breakfast is very rich.

There are four kinds of fillings in the buns alone.

After a warm breakfast, Qiao Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling better.

Just as he was about to go out for a walk, he saw Fang Nian riding a horse and appearing at the door of the inn.

"Young Master Wenren, thank you Young Master."

"I just received the news that Master Yan Hua of the Purple Cloud Sect will arrive around noon. How many of you want to go out of the city to meet me?"

Qiao Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her mouth.

meet?

pull it down~
However, Master Yan Hua...why does this name sound familiar?

Ye Lingsu: "Today we plan to walk around the city."

Fang Nian showed a look of disappointment on his face, mixed with a little bit of bewilderment.

"Reverend Yan Hua is a high-level Nascent Soul and an eighth-rank alchemist. Are you sure you won't be with me?"

Xie Fei smiled: "Thank you, Young City Master, for your kindness. We have no intention of joining the Purple Cloud Sect, so it doesn't make any sense to see or not to see."

Fang Nian had nothing to say, and his affection for them plummeted.

It seems that I was wrong.

Wenren's family, Xie's family, are indeed from Lancheng's rich family.

But which one doesn't have a few unmotivated juniors?
"In that case, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)

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