"you are... ... ... "
The middle-aged woman was relieved, stopped crying, and looked at Qianmo Qingcheng with a very ordinary face, which did not arouse the middle-aged woman's surprise.
"passer."
Qian Mo Qingcheng said lightly.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly waved her hand to Qianmo Qingcheng, "I think the son should leave Feicheng as soon as possible. Feicheng has recently been lurking with a calamity, and now a third of the people in the city are scared crazy If you stay here, I'm afraid it will not be peaceful."
Qian Mo Qingcheng smiled lightly and said that he didn't care much, and continued to ask: "The scourge? What do you mean by the scourge..."
When the middle-aged women heard the word scourge, they gritted their teeth very much. That way, it is impossible to choke the so-called "scourge" to death in order to relieve the hatred.
"It's the Qianmo Qingcheng of Fire Feather Nation, the royal prince Qianmo."
Qianmo Qingcheng seemed to have known that middle-aged women would say this, and relatively indifferent, "Why is Qianmo Qingcheng?"
The middle-aged woman sighed, glanced at the little boy in the corner, and started crying again, "No one in the Huoyu Kingdom knows that only Qianmo Qingcheng can master the mind, relying on herself to understand. Mind will spy on other people's psychological world.
Let others get in touch with what they fear most.
That kind of person should have been cut by thousands of swords, the Fire Feather Nation is really a fleeting disadvantage, so that such a scourge would have occurred.
Now, that scourge has come to Feicheng.
The people of Feicheng were miserable, he really deserved to be destroyed. "
Qian Mo Qingcheng had no expression on his jade-like face, only a pair of eyes looked at the little boy in the corner and did not speak.
It turns out that he is such a person in the minds of the people... .. makes people hate so much, makes people want to kill so quickly.
"My son, we should go now."
Appropriately, Bing walked to Qianmo Qingcheng in three steps and two steps, reminding him that it was time to go.
In fact, at this point they didn't know what to do when they went back to the inn.
But considering Qian Mo Qingcheng's mood, Bing didn't want him to stay here anymore, so he made a sound.
Qian Mo Qingcheng stood up, did not speak, turned his head to look at the woman not far away.
The woman smiled slightly, and the eyes of Qian Mo Qingcheng were clear and bright, but there was also trust in it.
Suddenly, Qian Mo Qingcheng smiled relievedly.
Yun Luoxue raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the man who had already walked in front of her and asked, "Why are you smiling like this?"
Qianmo Qingcheng heard what the middle-aged woman said shouldn't be sad, why did she laugh instead.
And this smile looked so relaxed. "Why care about the opinions of others."
A voice that was as clear as Biquan, with seven points of charm, and three points of coolness passed into Yun Luoxue's ears.
Yun Luoxue's mind was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Qian Mo Qingcheng to say that, and she said it so lightly and indifferently.
In fact, she didn't know that the reason why Qian Mo Qingcheng treated this indifferently was because of her.
A woman who stays by his side all the time, a woman who is not moved by the outside world.
The three of them returned to the inn and discussed what they were going to investigate the person behind tonight.
Come quietly at night with a refreshing coolness.
In the evening, I spent dinner.
Seeing that there were no more people on the streets of Feicheng, the two quietly went to the north of Feicheng, where they went during the day.