In Quandu.

Sweetened by mist.

The eagle came from the west, and after a few sounds of fog like a dragon's roar, it fell to a hall engraved with a dragon's head. A rough hand covered with sword cocoons suddenly appeared and took the letter from the eagle's claws. He just opened it and took the letter away, and then disappeared in the fog with people and letters.

It's like a scene, a mirror, a water and moon.

Qinglian Town.

A commoner was on the side of the carriage, feeding the horse with feed. He accidentally caught a glimpse of a woman in white in the water tank next to him. Until a ripples appeared on the water surface, the reflection spread and disappeared.

The coachman smiled and said, "Come out."

A man whose face was so concealed by a black cloak that he couldn't see clearly suddenly fell in front of him, holding a woman who fainted in his hand.

"Why did it come so late?" The coachman threw away the feed casually, but there was no blame in his words.

"I came when I first received that person's letter." The man in black showed the letter.

"She won't get out for a while." The coachman waved at him, "Get into the car."

The carriage began to run, and a scattered dust was shocked.

"Fake death medicine, are you ready?" The man in the carriage looked a little worried and asked again.

The coachman nodded, "Natural."

"Okay." The man lifted his cloak and revealed his thin face. If Luo Feiyu stood here, he would definitely scream and recognize the man who had repeatedly made things difficult for him.

This man should have died.

The former head of the Long Yin Sword Sect, Long Yuexi.

"Longyuexi" glanced outside the curtain, and after confirming that there was no one, he brushed his sleeves across his face, revealing his peerless face.

Mirror Flower, Fei Caiyun.

"The man in the city asked me to ask you something, what has happened to the recent achievements of the sword training of 'Nigong'?" the coachman asked maliciously.

Fei Caiyun replied expressionlessly: "Still known."

"But don't neglect it. That person is still counting on the 'Niu Jung' and join him in the desert." The coachman yawned.

Fei Caiyun said coldly: "You haven't given me the answer yet."

The coachman scratched his head, "The answer? Are you talking about the doll who claims to be a heroine with Xianyun? Don't worry, we won't touch a hair until things are done. After all, only in this way can the descendants of Jinghua have the motivation to act for us."

Fei Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"After all, you have already made a good show of getting rid of the cicada. Even if we want to move, we can't move. Isn't it?" The coachman turned his mind and smiled meaningfully.

Fei Caiyun was shocked, "You guys knew it long ago?"

"That person asked me to bring a word." The coachman said slowly.

Fei Caiyun sweated coldly, "What do you mean?"

"The young man in white is also in his hands at this moment." The coachman shook the whip and said, "Driving!"

The carriage quickly rushed to a forest full of dead trees. The carriageman put up the reins and smiled and said, "What does this mean by Miss Concubine?"

At this moment, Fei Caiyun's sleeves had condensed into a sharp sword, pressing against the coachman's throat, "What did you say just now?"

The coachman was not afraid, "Miss Concubine, please respect yourself."

Fei Caiyun frowned slightly and moved an inch forward with her sword.

"What? Does the concubine think that with the relationship between that person and your father, he will only make ruthless moves, rather than teach them carefully?" The coachman looked straight at Xiujian, "If the girl continues like this and attracts people, this matter will not end."

Fei Caiyun narrowed her eyes and took back the sneaker sword.

The coachman smiled faintly, put down the reins in his hand, turned over and into the carriage, and looked at the fainting woman.

"It's very similar in terms of both physical and physical expression." The coachman said calmly, but the words made Fei Caiyun get goose bumps. "It's almost exactly the same as what I've observed these days." After he finished speaking, he wanted to reach out to touch his face.

"Pick your hands away." Fei Caiyun raised her sleeve and hit his hand down.

The coachman looked at her sly, "Miss Concubine, what advice do you have?"

"You, I'm delaying me." Fei Caiyun waved her face with her long sleeves, and the woman's face suddenly turned into another look.

Cinnabar between the forehead, beautiful eyes and green eyebrows.

"Girl, I'm really impatient." said the coachman Youyou.

Fei Caiyun said in a deep voice: "Remember it to me. Although I have never met her, I brought her here after all. So, I will never allow her to suffer any harm. Give me the medicine quickly."

"What's the hurry? Just give it to you." The coachman took out a pill from his arms.

Fei Caiyun took it over and fed it to the woman.

But before she could take back her hand, the woman spit out a mouthful of blood, dyeing her white clothes red. The horse in front of the car also neighed uneasyly.

Fei Caiyun was shocked and reached out to find the woman's breath, and found that there were no vital signs.

"No need to explore." The coachman paused, "She is dead."

"What did you say?" Fei Caiyun's pupils shrank.

The coachman added: "And it's not the fake death you think, but - it's really dead."

Fei Caiyun suddenly stood up, "Didn't you say you brought the fake death medicine?"

The coachman smiled and took out another pill from his arms, "I did bring this Meisheng Pill that makes people fall into a false death, but I also brought Juefanghua, the poison that was blood-sealed. You asked me for the medicine, but didn't ask which kind of medicine it was."

Fei Caiyun felt cold in her heart, "You!"

"Fake death and live a life of silence is just a mirage." The coachman suddenly pinched the pill in his hand, "If you want to be perfect, dying is the best choice. The meaning of a substitute is nothing more than a puppet controlled by others."

"Including life and death."

After an hour.

A carriage was parked in front of the inn.

The coachman took a nap in the carriage.

The cinnabar woman holding the child walked out of the inn, looking around, as if looking for something.

The coachman woke up and waved, "Miss Lan, here!"

The dendra woman walked to the driver in confusion and looked at the carriage, "Why did you change a car?"

"The car before was a bit old." The coachman smiled.

"Okay. This car is wide, so Ah Hao can sleep better." The woman in Tansa walked into the car and hummed a song, wanting to coax the child in her arms to fall asleep.

"Miss, I'm going to sit firmly. Within two days, I'll take you back to Jiangtang!" The coachman shook the reins and headed towards Juechen to the south.

The Heart of the Tribulation.

The goshawk flew to the pond, picked up a carp from the fish basket and swallowed it into his stomach.
Chapter completed!