Chapter 8
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"Brother-in-law, where are we going?" After walking out of the town gate for some distance, she began to stare at the people around her.
At this time, Ling Mohan stopped in his tracks and glanced at the little beggar, saying in a deep voice: "You've already come out, don't follow me anymore."
Fengjiu was startled, then smiled sweetly: "Brother-in-law, what are you saying?" This uncle already knew that she wanted to leave the town! That's right, this person didn't look simple. How could he not see through her little tricks? But she was surprised that he was still willing to help her after seeing through her tricks.
Seeing him walk away, Fengjiu quickly followed: "Brother-in-law …" Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted.
"I'm not your brother-in-law, don't call me that." The deep voice was cold and full of magnetism, showing the masculine charm of a man.
"Did I really recognize you wrongly? My sister said that brother-in-law has a big beard and is easy to recognize. " She trotted to his side and looked at him, then suddenly grinned: "Yes, yes, maybe I really recognized you wrongly, my brother-in-law should be a little younger than you."
Ling Mohan walked on his own path, completely ignoring the little beggar beside him. In his view, a beggar with no cultivation and only a little bit of cleverness was not worth his attention. So, he quickened his pace, his pace was several times faster than when he was in the city.
Fengjiu was secretly surprised by his sudden increase in pace: Looking at his steps, it seemed as if he was stepping on the ground, but also as if his feet were not touching the ground. His movement was extremely fast, but it was not the same as her Cloud Track Steps.
"Uncle, uncle, wait for me!" It was not that she really wanted to rely on him, but this was the only road out of the town gate. Besides, she didn't have the mood to follow this person around, she still had to find medicine to cure the poison in her body!
Speaking of which, Su Ruoyun was really not an ordinary vicious person. Her original body treated her so badly, not only did she steal her identity, she even sold her to that kind of brothel, intending to torture her to death. Tsk tsk, this woman! She was really as poisonous as a snake.
However, according to Feng Qingge's original memories, this Su Ruoyun seemed to be the same as her, from the 21st century? She was also very proficient in medicine. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to make a mask that looked exactly like her.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Things that he originally thought were boring seemed to be getting more and more interesting!
When Ling Mohan, who was in front of her, heard the word 'uncle', the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He subconsciously touched the beard on his face and quickened his pace, intending to shake off the person behind him. However, after two hours, he stopped and glanced back. When he saw that the thin figure was still following him more than ten meters away, he was secretly surprised.
How did a person without any cultivation like him manage to keep up?
Fengjiu ran up, gasping for breath. He bent over and held his knees with both hands, gasping for air. "Phew! I'm so tired. Uncle, why are you walking so fast? "
Ling Mohan frowned and looked at the dirty beggar carefully. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Don't follow me anymore. I'm going to the Jiufu Forest. It's a dangerous place. You'll only die if you go in."
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