90. Escape, pursuit

Last time Taoist Priest Tianxuan almost...

Ning Jia thought about the scene many times afterwards and was still frightened.

Although I had never witnessed the subsequent scene with my own eyes, the power of Taoist Tianxuan in subduing demons had already spread throughout the palace.

Fang Rong spoke vividly, and Ning Jia broke into a cold sweat as she listened.

Yu'er looked at her. The tears on her face were not dry, and her eyes were still red and swollen. She didn't know how many tears she had cried.

"Third Princess, I'm sorry..." Yu'er didn't know what to say, so she blurted out this sentence, but felt that it was too light and had no weight.

"No, no," Ning Jia walked up to her and said, "You worked thousands of miles and cured my second brother's illness, and I haven't been able to thank you yet."

"I should have brought him back safely, I shouldn't have left him in Lanwo Village..." Yu'er said with a sad expression.

"Perhaps there is a destiny." Ning Jia also looked sad, and her tears had already rolled down her face.

Yu'er didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she just looked at her silently.

Suddenly I remembered that I came here because I was entrusted by someone.

"Third Princess, Colonel Chi is waiting for you. Do you want to go see him?" Yu'er said.

"He?" Ning Jia was a little dazed after hearing this, and just looked at Yu'er with her eyes wide open.

"He came to the inn to find us in a hurry. He is very worried about you." Yu'er said.

"I, can't see him..." Ning Jia said, tears rolling down again.

"Why? If I take you out, no one will find you." Yu'er said.

"Father, he has promised me to someone else..." Ning Jia said.

"Sir Young Master Xiao? Do you know about his affairs?" Yu'er said.

Ning Jia wiped her tears and nodded.

Yu'er took her hand and said: "Not to mention that he is like this now, he is really acquitted. I will also find a way to make things happen for you and Captain Chi. Don't worry."

"My, my father..." Ning Jia was still full of hesitation.

Yu'er pulled her out, opened the pear blossom door, and walked out.

"Yu'er, no, no..." Ning Jia whispered, "I can't leave the palace..."

On one side, he broke free of his hand.

Yu'er turned around and looked at her, and said slowly: "How long can you live? What's the use of regretting it after you die?"

When Ning Jia heard this, she was stunned and speechless.

Yu'er picked her up and jumped onto the five-foot-high palace wall.

Yu'er galloped ahead.

A tall figure also followed behind, it was Kurihara.

Yu'er walked so fast that Ning Jia felt the wind in her ears like a chirping sound and could hardly breathe. She could only hold Yu'er's neck tightly.

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At this time, the door of the Meng family in Jingyue City was also quietly opened.

A woman and a fat man walked out of the door.

Both of them took large and small packages and got into a carriage waiting at the door.

The carriage pulled the two of them out of the alley.

After turning two streets, several men in black suddenly rushed out of the darkness and stopped the carriage.

The fat man opened the car curtain and shouted: "Who?"

But he was stabbed in the chest with a sword.

The sword was quickly drawn out again, and blood spurted out.

The fat body fell from the car.

The woman in the carriage screamed loudly in fright and rolled out of the carriage.

The sword struck her and cut her cheek.

The woman got stuck under someone's feet and stopped rolling.

Just as he was about to get up, the man stabbed him down with his sword.

At this moment, a big knife held the sword.

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Yu'er walked all the way out of the palace and ran straight into the woods where she was last time before stopping.

"We're here." Yu'er said softly.

Ning Jiafang noticed that she had stopped, raised his head and looked around, and saw a tall and familiar figure standing under a big tree.

Yu'er put her down.

Ning Jia's feet touched the ground, but she felt her legs were weak and dizzy, and she couldn't stand.

Yu'er hurriedly supported her.

Chi Lin had already stepped forward and was so close that he seemed to be able to hear his breathing.

Yu'er let go of Ning Jia, and Ning Jia barely stood still, but only lowered her head.

"You guys should talk nicely." Yu'er nodded to Chi Lin, turned around and grabbed Kurihara who was standing behind her, and walked away.

The two of them walked one behind the other, getting farther and farther away from Ning Jia and Chi Lin.

Yu'er turned around and said, "It's almost this far, right?"

But suddenly his view was blocked by a bright red flower.

"Does it look good?" Kurihara held up a blooming manjusara and smiled.

The flower is so bright and red that it is still bright and dazzling even in the dark.

The sparse shadows in the dark night do not diminish its beauty by half, but in fact make it even more beautiful.

"Well, why did you pick it?" Yu'er said angrily.

"Send it to you." Kurihara smiled charmingly.

"You are also a cultivator. Everything has spirituality. Aren't you destroying other people's cultivation?" Yu'er said.

"It's not like you can practice anything, okay? If you don't have spiritual roots, you don't even know what cultivation is, okay?" Kurihara said.

"How do you know it has no spiritual roots?" Yu'er said.

"How come spiritual roots grow in a populated place and are picked by others?" Kurihara said with a smile.

"Only you are right." Yu'er shook her head.

"Then why don't you take it quickly?" Kurihara said.

"I don't want any flowers." Yu'er said.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Kurihara said, "Then I'll hold it for you first, then I'll stick it in the room for you when I get back."

As he spoke, he picked up a grass root and held it in his mouth.

The moonlight is like a veil.

There are two or three looming and slightly cold stars hanging on the blue sky.

Ning Jia's eyes were red and swollen, and tears suddenly appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Chi Lin reached out his hand to wipe it off for her.

Ning Jia took two steps back and didn't look at him.

Chi Lin felt a pain in his heart and said hoarsely: "Are you okay?"

Ning Jia only nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save him..." Chi Lin said, feeling sad and guilty.

"No, no." Ning Jia said hurriedly, looking up at him.

Fu lowered his head again and said softly: "This has nothing to do with you..."

"You entrusted me with his affairs, but I failed to do it..." Chi Lin said.

"No, it's not..." Ning Jia shook her head hurriedly, but she didn't know what to say, so she just stared at him blankly.

Chi Lin took a step forward and wanted to take her into his arms, but she took two steps back.

His heels were touching a tree trunk, and he could no longer retreat, so he had to lower his head, pick up a strand of black hair with one finger, and twist it randomly.

Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a shadow coming towards him, and he fell into his arms.
To be continued...