Feng Junran dismounted and whispered to the horse's ear. The white horse lowered his head and rubbed his arm. The next moment, he raised his hooves and ran away and disappeared soon.

Feng Junran looked into the distance. Three meters away, there was a circle of strangled marks on a willow tree, half deep and half shallow, most of which was caused by the horse being frightened and pulled the reins.

Feng Junran was silent for a moment and continued to move forward. The huge village was strangely quiet.

When passing through a forest, the smell seemed a little richer. Feng Junran frowned and walked a few steps forward. As expected, there were dozens of places on the ground, with a small area of ​​black. The black seemed to be deliberately covered by someone, and it was covered with thin layers of soil. Unfortunately, they did not clean up carefully, and there were still dry and unburned petals scattered on the edge.

Feng Junran squatted down, picked a little black soil with the leaves, placed it under her nose and smelled it. Then he twisted the remaining petals and observed for a while, and his expression became thoughtful.

It can almost be concluded that this thing is Manzhushahua, produced in Miluo Kingdom. After people inhaled its odor, it can cause coma. Manzhushahua's production is very low and is not commonly found on the market.

It is not normal for such extremely precious drugs to appear in Fengguo, not to mention that they appear in the unknown Changning Village. It is thought that the poison in Kangan'an was also produced in Miluo Kingdom. The two seem to have nothing to do with each other, but it is not a coincidence.

Just at this moment, the cry of a child and the scolding of a woman came from the direction of the mountains and forests. Feng Junran raised her eyes when she heard the sound. She could vaguely see a woman in front of her forcibly pulling a boy towards the village.

The boy looked about five or six years old. While wiping his tears, he moved his footsteps reluctantly, "Mom, why don't you let me see it? Xiaopeng and the others are all there. I want to see it, I want to see it!"

The woman cursed and her steps did not stop. When she heard her son's words, she slapped him in the head, "Young man! What's the point of killing people? What's so good about it? Go back with your mother!"

Feng Junran thought for a moment, then walked forward and bowed, "I dare to ask what the elder sister said about murder?"

His voice was clear, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his white clothes were better than snow, like a fairy banished person.

The woman seemed to have never seen such a stunning person before, and she couldn't help but be stunned. After a moment, she came to her senses. A suspicious blush appeared on her dark face. She spoke with a shy expression, "Young Master is not from the village, right?"

Feng Junran shook her head gently, her expression light.

As if dissatisfied with the different treatment of his mother, the boy interrupted angrily, "It's someone at the foot of Guanju Mountain that wants to soak a pig cage, but my mother doesn't let me see it!"

The son suddenly stole the words, and the woman glared at the boy, "Young man, shut up!"

The boy turned his head away angrily.

"Young Master, don't be surprised." The woman turned her eyes and immediately changed to a sweet smile. Feng Junran frowned. Such naked admiration was not enough. The woman actually left the child holding her tightly, like a girl in her arms. She walked up to Feng Junran shyly, pretending to be mysterious and lowered her voice, "I shouldn't have told you about this, since the young master wants to know--hey, I haven't finished talking yet!"

The woman was talking when she suddenly saw Feng Junran take a step back, lightly tapping her toes and flying several feet away. She was puzzled and couldn't help but shout at the white figure, "Young Master, where are you going?"

"Thank you, sister, I already know!" Feng Junran spoke, leaving a charming smile, and turned around and sank into the woods.

At the same time, Lian Xinchuan was also heading to Guanju Mountain. He was wearing the villagers' clothes and applied some mud on his face. He was dirty and could not see his original appearance. He did not encounter any obstacles along the way.

Changning Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The mountains are Guanju Mountain and the water is Guanju River.

Mountains and rivers are surrounded by each other, and the water flows continuously all year round. At this time, many villagers stand on both sides of the Guanju River, with some regrets, some indifferent, and some dull.

A girl knelt on a large stone in the middle of the Guanju River, with her head hanging down, unable to see her appearance, her hands were tied behind her, and there was a trace of mottled blood on her clothes. She must have been lynched, and even her mouth was tied with white cloth, so she could not say a word.

"Chang Wan'er, do you have something to say?" The person who spoke was the village chief. His question was more like a stylized one, and he didn't want Chang Wan'er to speak at all.

When Chang Wan'er heard this, she raised her head for a long time and looked at the long inside, with her watery eyes curled, as if she was laughing. The wind raised her long and revealed her sharp chin. Gradually, the white cloth in her mouth was stained with blood. The more she smiled, the more angry she became, and unconsciously bit her lips.

"How can she speak when she is blocked?" When Lian Xinchuan arrived, he saw this scene. The small, thin girl seemed to be abandoned by the world, and her pretended strength made him feel ache in his heart, and he walked up to question him without hesitation.

The village chief saw a young man with a mud-faced face walking out of the crowd, dressed in an ordinary villager, his eyes were ignited with anger and bright spirit. He frowned and could not think of where he had seen it for a while.

Chang Wan'er almost immediately recognized Lian Xinchuan. She was originally fearless, but suddenly she looked like crazy, staring at the young man, shaking her head and tears falling like rain.

"Go away!" These two words can be vaguely distinguished in the whispering voice.

Lian Xinchuan gave Chang Wan'er a calm look, raised her chin slightly, raised her steps, and had a graceful and noble posture. Under the gaze of everyone, she walked to the Miluo River and carefully washed her face. Her face was firm and handsome, completely different from the moment she had just looked at her. He looked at her again, with a cold smile and mocking, "I can't recognize her after only one night. Is she dizzy in her eyes?"

As soon as the sarcastic words were spoken, the face suddenly became embarrassing. He spoke, no longer as calm as before, like an annoyed jackal, grinning and showing his true face. "Looking at the handsome young master, I must be from a wealthy family. Today is my Changning Village. If the young master insists on interfering, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, dozens of villagers gathered around him.

Lian Xinchuan sneered coldly, punched, raised his legs, knocked down one with one punch, kicked one with one kick, pressed his feet, fainted one with one with one elbow, and pushed one with one with one with one knee. These villagers were all brave and lacked martial arts skills. Lian Xinchuan lacked the interest to deal with it. Soon, a piece of lying down on the ground in front of him, covering his chest and lower abdomen with his hands, wailing and moaning.

Lian Xinchuan looked at the scene and was full of impatientness, "How dare you fight me even if you are such a person?"

Suddenly, someone ran to the inner dragon's ear and said something. The latter raised his eyes and looked at Lian Xinchuan again, and there was a little more inside, "It turned out to be the son of Lianfu!"

Lian Xinchuan became more arrogant when he heard this. Finally, someone recognized the old man. He looked down on the village head and said that he was born with a noble alms. "It's good to know, it's not good for you to anger me!"

The village chief smiled and his attitude was not better because of Lian Xinchuan's words. He opened his lips and even had a hint of contempt. "It is said that the master Lian is upright and does not oppress the people. Is it a slander for the Lian family if he is so indiscriminate, is he smearing the Lian family?"

The implication of this made Lian Xinchuan stop.

Lian Xinchuan could hear it clearly, but there was no way out. He raised his head and said without caring, "My father is my father, I am me!"

"I wonder how Master Lian would feel when he heard this?" The village chief said with a wink, and dozens of villagers surrounded him.

Although Lian Xinchuan's tone was hard, he was influenced by the words of the village chief and his punching movements were no longer determined. He fought for a long time before he fell down one-third.

The inner chief looked up at the sky, turned his gaze to the woman on the rock, and raised his five palms high, as if making some hint. He saw two thick men carrying a cage made of bamboo strips and walking towards Chang Wan'er.

Chang Wan'er's heart was placed on Lian Xinchuan, but she didn't realize it was strange. When she realized it, it was too late. She struggled, but she could not resist the strength of a strong man and was forced into a pig cage.

"Um--" Chang Wan'er cried out in tragic times. She was not afraid of death. Especially after seeing Lian Xinchuan coming to save her despite the danger of her life, she felt that she could get so much care for a man in the world. This life was enough. However, she still had regrets in her heart. She did not express her feelings to Lian Xinchuan earlier. This regret might have been brought to the underworld.

Lian Xinchuan heard Chang Wan'er's voice and turned his head. With just one glance, he opened his eyes wide, and fought back the blocker and ran towards Chang Wan'er.

He was quick, those two strong men were faster. After all, those two strong men were close to Chang Wan'er, and he and her were far away from him.

Lian Xinchuan watched Chang Wan'er being pushed into the Miluo River by a strong man, sinking with the brown pig cage, without struggling or shouting. He only saw the clear eyes slowly closing, and a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if she was walking peacefully and willingly. When the last wisp of black disappeared, she was like a wisp of smoke that disappeared, and she couldn't catch it no matter how hard she grabbed it.

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