"ended?"

The drunk Taoist watched the strange bride disappear in the courtyard, and tentatively asked Chu Ci.

Chuci collected the scrolls and walked into the hall.

"already dead."

"Unexpectedly, her body turned out to be a scroll!"

The drunk Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of wine and said, "It's fine if you die, whatever her body is!"

Chu Ci shook his head slightly, and did not continue to say anything.

The strength of a mere scroll has reached Tier 5. How strong should the owner of this scroll be?

It is very likely to be a ninth-order powerhouse comparable to the female emperor!

"Well···"

"The head hurts!"

In the corner of the hall, Ye Chenzhou groaned and woke up from his coma.

Shaking his head, Ye Chenzhou stood up from the ground.

After regaining his senses, Ye Chenzhou hurriedly looked around.

Finding that he hadn't seen the shadow of the weird bride, Ye Chenzhou let out a sigh of relief.

"Scholar, are you okay?"

The drunk Taoist stroked his beard lightly and asked Ye Chenzhou aloud.

Ye Chenzhou looked at the drunk Taoist and hurriedly approached and asked, "Daoist, where is she?"

The drunk Taoist glanced at Ye Chenzhou and said, "It's dead!"

"Dead?!" Ye Chenzhou's face gradually showed surprise, "Great!"

"Thank you for his life-saving grace, the little life has nothing to do with it, but the next life..."

Before Ye Chenzhou finished speaking, the drunk Taoist waved his hand and said impatiently, "Okay!"

"Pan Dao saves you, it's not trying to give you anything in return."

Ye Chenzhou smirked when he heard the words, and said, "No matter what, I still have to thank the chief."

"Oh, right!"

Ye Chenzhou turned to look at Chuci, and added, "Thank you too for this big brother."

"Yeah." Chu Ci nodded in response, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, picking up the dim bonfire with a dead branch.

"It's getting late, take the time to rest."

The drunk Taoist took a sip of wine, found a clean place and lay down in the main hall, and soon snored.

Ye Chenzhou looked a little cautious. He squatted in the corner of the hall, folded his knees and closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

Chuci added some dry wood to the bonfire, and lay down with his clothes.

There was silence in the temple hall.

hack! Snapped!

The dry wood was licked by the flames, and there were bursts of crackling noises from time to time.

At three quarters, the night was drooping, and everyone had already fallen asleep.

Cang!

There seemed to be very subtle sounds of swords reverberating in the wilderness.

Chu Ci was slightly awake in his deep sleep, closed his eyes and listened for a moment, but there was no sound.

The bonfire had already been extinguished, and the temperature at night was slightly cold.

Chu Ci tightened his shirt and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning.

Sunlight is scattered in the main hall of Taoist temple.

Chu Ci opened his eyes and sat up on the ground, stretching his waist.

"Well···"

"Master, it's time to get up!"

Chu Ci greeted, and the drunk Taoist who was lying on the ground moved his eyelids.

"Stop shouting!"

The drunk Taoist sat up, rubbed the feces around his eyes, and yawned.

Looking at Chu Ci, the drunk Taoist said aloud, "Boy, get some broth for breakfast, let's go after eating."

Chuci nodded slightly, re-ignited the bonfire in the hall, and set up a small pot to stew some minced meat.

Taking advantage of the stew, Chu Ci woke up Ye Chenzhou, who was shrinking in the corner.

"Student wake up!"

Chu Ci pushed Ye Chenzhou's shoulder.

"what!"

Ye Chenzhou exclaimed and woke up from his sleep.

"Do not kill me!"

Ye Chenzhou seemed to have had a nightmare, and opened his mouth to exclaim.

"Heh!" Chu Ci chuckled when he saw this, "Don't worry, it's all right!"

Ye Chenzhou came back to his senses and stood up with his hands on his knees.

"Its daybreak?"

Ye Chenzhou turned his head and looked out.

Chu Ci nodded and greeted, "Come over and eat something."

Ye Chenzhou opened his mouth and said, "Thank you!"

clatter!

As soon as Ye Chenzhou took a step, he shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

Chu Ci looked at Ye Chenzhou and asked aloud, "What's the matter?"

Ye Chenzhou looked bitter, and said helplessly, "My legs are numb."

A small pot of minced meat porridge was cleaned by a few people from Chuci.

The drunk Taoist found a dead branch, broke it with his hands, and tore off a wooden thorn from the fracture.

"Tsk!"

"Pooh!"

The drunk Taoist picked his teeth with a wooden thorn, then grabbed the wine gourd, poured his head up and took a sip of wine, and rinsed his mouth.

"Scholar!"

The drunk Taoist put down the wine gourd and looked at Ye Chenzhou, "We are leaving now, you can go home by yourself!"

Ye Chenzhou nodded, and bowed his hands to the Songs of Chu and the drunk Taoist.

"Xiaosheng, thank you for your life-saving grace!"

"The two benefactors walk slowly, and the little student says goodbye!"

Chuci and the drunk Taoist stood at the door of the Taoist Temple, watching Ye Chenzhou's back go further and further.

"Let's go too."

Chuci took the Linjiao horse, turned over and stepped on the horse's back.

"drive!"

Knocking the horse's belly lightly with both legs, the rare horse galloped on all four hooves, sprinting towards the distance.

After speeding for only a few miles, Chu Ci suddenly reined in the rare horse's reins.

"Call!"

The rare horse under the crotch of Chuci suddenly stood up.

The drunk Taoist didn't check it for a while, and rushed out a few meters before reining the reins to stop the rare horse.

"Boy, why aren't you leaving?"

Chu Ci didn't answer the drunk Taoist, but sat on the back of a rare horse, closing his eyes and feeling intently.

The drunk Taoist looked at Chu Ci in doubt, frowned and asked, "Boy, what's the matter with you?"

Chu Ci suddenly raised his palm to signal the drunk Taoist to be quiet.

After a while, Chu Ci suddenly opened his eyes and raised his finger in a direction.

"over there!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chu Ci urged the rare horses to rush in this direction.

The drunk Taoist's head was a little dazed, and he came back to his senses when Chu Ci walked far away.

"What are you doing, brat?"

"Wait for the poor!"

The drunk Taoist slammed his horse's belly hard and drove the Linjiao horse to chase Chuci.