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"If you continue to slander my wife's reputation, then … If you continue to slander my reputation, this old man will definitely kill you! I will never break my promise! " The Martial Lord felt his hair stand on end. He had no idea how this simple question could have provoked him.

Her lover was not frightened. He only replied with a faint 'oh' before lowering his head, muttering to himself, "You really do like Madam Xi."

The Martial Lord was going crazy.

Smoke rose from his head.

Just as he was about to explode, Pei Ruochen, who had been observing from the back, suddenly said, "That thing, is it a map?"

Martial Lord looked at him doubtfully. "What map?"

"In the Lady's cemetery, what my father had been looking for, what Willow had been looking for, was it a picture?" Pei Ruochen asked quietly.

Martial Lord didn't answer him directly. Instead, he glared at him without a word.

Pei Ruochen did not mind, she continued to speak in a calm tone, "Everyone thought that the map is in my father's hands, because that year, he was able to obtain the He Lan's family's love by presenting the map. But, only my father knows that the map that Liu Yan and the others tried to find is fake. The real picture had been with Madam Xi the entire time. Later on, it had disappeared along with Madam Xi. Now what we're looking for is the real picture, right? "

Martial Lord still didn't answer directly. Instead, he asked doubtfully: "That Willow brat was also looking for the map?"

"I've seen that fake picture before. It's just a normal scenery without any invisible characters or secret martial arts manuals. What on earth made you all so nervous?" Pei Ruochen looked at the Martial Lord indifferently and asked with a light and sharp tone.

The Martial Lord frowned and said snappily: "You are about to die, why do you still meddle!" When we get to the Lady's Cemetery, I'll cremate you and use you as a sacrifice to the spirit of the Lady in Heaven! "

Pei Ruochen lowered her eyes and did not speak, but was not affected by his words. It was as if she was pondering over a question that she had not been able to figure out for a long time.

When Martial Lord saw his expression, he was angered. Why was he no longer afraid of the young man he met today?

Her lover was like this, He Lan Xue was like this, Pei Ruochen was the same.

Their performance had utterly defeated Martial Lord.

"Cough, cough …" Her lover, who had been neglected at the side, seemed to choke from the sand blown by the wind. She suddenly coughed a few times, breaking the deadlock between Pei Ruochen and the rest.

Then, she looked out into the distance and said something that didn't seem to make much sense, "Is it the new year?"

The time value is closed at the end of the year.

Ordinary people, every household, had already hung up their lanterns and hung up their decorations. They were brimming with joy, as if they were about to face the old and welcome the new.

What about them? They were still calculating and shouting.

Year after year, where was the rest?

The Martial Lord was startled when he heard this, and then he sighed emotionally, "Yes, it's been another year." Madame has been dead fifteen years and five months. "

Pei Ruochen regained her senses and looked at her lover with a gentle expression as if she was trying to melt him.

"Let's go." He quickly lowered his head and said lightly.

The Martial Lord took the lead and walked to the front. This time, his wife fell to the back and stood shoulder to shoulder with Pei Ruochen.

They didn't go fast, but the Martial Master had more experience than last time. He took them around the east and west, shortening their travel distance by a lot.

At dusk, they saw a stretch of desert formed by large stones.

From a distance, it looked like an abandoned castle, a Roman structure forgotten in the wilderness.

"We'll be here tonight." The Martial Lord led them into a natural cave. He turned around and placed his hand on Pei Ruochen's legs. After Pei Ruochen's legs softened and fell to the ground, he spoke roughly.

"This is fishing, isn't it?" Pei Ruochen asked calmly.

"It's good that you know this. This place is strange, if there's any mistake, you will never be able to leave. This old man would advise you to be less smart and follow this old man obediently. You can live for a few more days." Martial Lord said with a vicious voice.

Pei Ruochen did not say anything else. Her expression was tranquil, as if she had been scared stiff by the capture of Yu'er.

Martial Lord nodded in satisfaction and stood up. "I will go hunt a few wolves and roast them. You guys wait here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already walked far away. He was very decisive.

After Martial Lord's figure disappeared from her sight, her lover sneaked over to Pei Ruochen. She squatted down and looked at him evenly.

Pei Ruochen smiled and slightly moved her body — he had been hit by Martial Lord and could not move. He could only lean against the rock wall.

"He's really going to burn you." "You have to run."

"For the time being, nothing will happen. From here to the Lady's tomb, I still have at least two days. Moreover, I also wish to go there." Pei Ruochen comforted softly.

"As long as he doesn't hurt you, that's enough." After a pause, he added.

The woman said nothing, only looked at him smugly.

Pei Ruochen was initially calm, but after a long time, she became focused and clean.

It was as clean as if it had just been made.

Pei Ruochen suddenly felt that she could not bear this kind of gaze. Even if it was so light, so simple and without any impurities, she could not bear it.

"What are you looking at?" he asked quietly, turning his head and avoiding her gaze as if nothing had happened.

"I'm looking, what are you thinking?" Her lover said lightly.

Pei Ruochen smiled and turned her head to the side, yet she still avoided her gaze and asked, "Did you see that?"

She shook her head and twisted her butt, then sat down beside Pei Ruochen.

Her shoulder caught his arm.

Pei Ruochen was stunned. She wanted to move away, but when she saw her lover's calm expression, she laughed at herself and leaned her head against the rock. Her previous panic had disappeared, and her heart was clear.

"You don't even know what you're thinking, how can I see it?" When her lover was seated, she spoke slowly in a very casual tone, which was, in a very simple way, the answer.

Pei Ruochen was dazed for a while and wanted to retort, but after hesitating for a long time, she was unable to say a word.

Why couldn't he refute it?

He always knew what he wanted.

However, at this very moment, in such a barren land, everything turned into a mirage that couldn't be touched. He didn't know what he wanted.

Pei Ruochen's gaze shifted further into the distance. In the distance, there was a dance of yellow sand. The sky was covered by a desert, and the sky was covered by a blood-red sunset.

He wanted to say something, something irrelevant, like the songs he had heard when he was a child.

But his arm sank.

Pei Ruochen lowered her head, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. A smile rose from the vast wasteland in front of her eyes, reflecting the brilliance of the setting sun.

At some point, she had fallen asleep, her head resting on his arm, sleeping peacefully.

Before the sun set, Martial Lord returned.

He dragged a wolf with a long tail and came back.

When he got closer to take a look, he saw that the Martial Lord was infuriated.

— His grandfather had gone to so much trouble to hunt, yet these two prisoners were still sleeping so soundly!

However, just as he was about to knock them out, his hand suddenly stopped in midair.

This was an extremely beautiful scene.

The sun had already set.

There was a red light in the sky and a yellow sand grain in the sky. Pei Ruochen's face was half lit up and half shadowed, yet her lines were surprisingly gentle. His relaxed posture was leisurely, his legs stretched forward slightly bent, and his clothes fluttered in the air. As for her, she was slightly worse. She slept in a completely indecent manner and had two bubbles on her nose. It was just a comic-book scene. However, this sleeping posture was even more beautiful than Pei Ruochen's. She was as beautiful as the air, flowing water, gentle breeze, yellow sand, and the setting sun.

Naturally, it infected everyone who saw this scene.

Therefore, his hand paused for a moment.

However, it was only for an instant.

Then, the Martial Master smacked Pei Ruochen's head with his palm and shouted: "Kid! Don't you know that you don't respect the elderly and love the young? It's fine if you don't go hunting, but you still dare to laze around! "

Pei Ruochen woke up from her stupor and sat up straight while rubbing her eyes.

When she saw Martial Lord for the first time, she didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. Instead, she put on a sweet smile that seemed as if she didn't want to lose her life and greeted him happily, "Martial Lord."

Martial Lord raised his beard and 'humphed' heavily. Seeing her smiling face, he didn't pursue the matter.

Pei Ruochen touched her forehead, which was still faintly aching, and understood the actions of the Martial Lord, but did not say anything.

However, he hadn't thought that he would fall asleep as well.

It was inconceivable for Pei Ruochen to be able to fall asleep so easily under such circumstances and in such a situation.

However, such an unbelievable matter had become so natural when he was with his lover.

"Little girl, what are you doing?" While Pei Ruochen was lost in her thoughts, the Martial Lord let out another loud shout.

He turned his head and saw his wife squatting on the ground, touching the wolf's nose with her fingers.

His eyes were filled with deep pity.

"Is it dead?" When she heard the voice, she raised her head and looked at Martial Lord.

"How can I eat if I don't die?" Martial Lord looked at his wife as if he was looking at an idiot. After waiting for a while, he added unhappily, "Don't tell me you pity that wolf?"

"Ugh …" The woman did not answer, but touched the wolf's silhouette with her fingers, gentle and quiet.

At first, Martial Lord didn't want to bother with her anymore, but the rays of the setting sun shined on her face, reflecting the sparse light of the wolf's hair. Inexplicably, fear of life.

"A wolf deserves to die. If you don't kill it, it will eat people, and even eat sheep from the nearby residents." Martial Lord didn't know why he would explain such nonsense, but he felt uncomfortable.

He could not bear the peace and compassion of his people.

Who knew that her lover didn't listen to her. Perhaps, didn't listen at all.

She stood up clapping her hands, looking down at the wolf, and mumbled, "I wonder if the wolf meat is good to eat?" Not too old, is it? "

Martial Lord vomited blood and fainted.

Could that indescribable solemness have been an illusion?