Feng Yu walked to Su Yan's side, with a slight smile on his face
"Lord Hierarch"
Su Yan bit the apple and didn't speak yet.
Feng Yu had already covered Su Yan's body with a long gown she was holding.
He tugged at the corner of his gown to cover it up.
Even the small part of her exposed arm was covered.
After that, neither of them spoke again.
Feng Yu stood by the side, watching Su Yan eat the apple occasionally, and pulled the other fruits closer for her.
Until the sun sets, the afterglow of the sunset hangs down in the sky.
A trembling maid walked up to Su Yan and knelt down on the ground
"Master, all the parchments you want have been collected."
When Su Yan heard this, her eyes lit up.
"Go and make a fire, it's all burned."
The maid was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't dare to ask, so she hurriedly responded.
"It's the leader."
Su Yan thought for a while, and said
"Come here and burn it, and watch it under my nose."
"yes"
Soon, the maid answered, followed by more than a dozen maids, holding pots of parchment rolls in their hands.
Walked to the open space not far from the gazebo.
Then, the fire was raised, poured with oil, and the fire was burning vigorously.
A pot of parchment rolls was thrown into it.
There was an unpleasant, pungent smell.
She turned her head sideways, and Feng Yu behind her stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and nose.
A cold and elegant fragrance instantly covered up the pungent aura.
She looked up at Xiao Yu.
At this time, Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and leaned over to ask
"May the leader want to eat some more fruit?"
Su Yan looked at him and nodded silently.
After half a minute, Su Yan had already eaten the fourth apple.
But finally, the parchment scroll was almost burnt.
follow her
"Extinguish the fire and see what's left inside."
Then, more than a dozen subordinates came to put out the fire with buckets of water.
After a cup of tea.
One of the subordinates came forward with a tray and knelt on the ground
"Master, those parchment scrolls have been burned to ashes, but this parchment seems... not afraid of fire."
Feng Yu, who was next to him, walked up to the subordinate, and brought the tray with the parchment to Su Yan.
he yelled softly
"Master"
Su Yan reached out and held the parchment in her hand.
Nothing on it.
She tosses and turns.
If nothing else, this should be the map of the sword demon's tomb that Xiaohua said.
After all, Xiaohua said before that the map was intact after being burned by swords, guns and fire.
How can it show up
She held it in her hand and looked at it repeatedly for a while.
Didn't work out either.
As soon as she fell silent, the atmosphere around her became cold.
The subordinate who was kneeling on the ground was trembling in his legs, and he was not so much kneeling on the ground as he was about to collapse on the ground.
His face was pale, probably because he thought that his leader was angry and his life was about to end.
Feng Yu stepped forward and smiled slightly
"Master, it's getting dark."
Su Yan raised her head from the sheepskin map when she heard the sound.
Follow, just listen to Feng Yu and say
"Is the leader hungry?"
"kindness?"
"Xiao Yu ordered people to prepare dinner for the evening, all of which you like to eat, and there is also a stir-fried crane meat for you to try."
Su Yan blinked when she heard the word "Xianhe"
"Crane meat?"
"correct."
In the next second, Su Yan threw the parchment roll into Feng Yu's hand.
Stand up and look serious
"Let's go and eat."
Feng Yu suppressed the smile on his lips, nodded
"Yes, Master."