A sip of strong wine penetrated his throat, and Robu still looked calm.

Looking at his figure, Chen Changsheng felt a little reluctant.

"Then...we'll leave?" he said to Rob.

Rob picked up the small wine pot and shook it, saying that he knew, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Changsheng was a little unhappy and thought that even if he was unwilling to speak in order to keep Feng Yi, shouldn’t he let himself drink a drink when he was leaving?

In fact, he has always felt a little strange these days. Since the drunken night chat by the mountain stream that day, Rob's attitude towards him has undergone some subtle changes.

It was obvious that he was not willing to talk to Chen Changsheng again, let alone get close to him, but he had no hostility. He seemed to deliberately keep a distance and want to be a stranger.

But he was not completely stranger, because he could always feel Rob watching him in the distance, whether he was taking medicine or feeding horses on the meadow.

That kind of viewing is more like observing.

Why is this?

Chen Changsheng shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. He had to classify Robu as a weirdo and lead Nanke to the mountain path ahead.

From beginning to end, until he and Nanke disappeared into the cold pine forest in the mountains, Robu did not look back.

He drank silently at Songshan Town at the foot of the mountain. It was better to say that he was farewell to himself than to say that he was farewell to Chen Changsheng.

After the spirits in the pot finally drank, Rob finally stood up and walked down the mountain.

He did not go directly to Songshan Military Mansion to report, so he picked a very inconspicuous wine shop and walked in.

He asked the shop to fill the empty wine pot, then sat on the table behind the window, ordered a plate of fried soybeans, and looked out the window.

Three fingers fell on the plate without looking. Every time, I pinched two fried soybeans and put them into my mouth, and chewed them slowly.

It was noon, and the sun shone through the thick clouds and fell on the streets of Songshan Town, illuminating people's faces very clearly.

Chen Hui, the new general of the Songshan Military Mansion, came out of the gate of the military mansion under the escort of his subordinates, turned over his horse and began his first inspection.

Looking at the old friend's obviously tall figure, Rob smiled, raised his wine glass to celebrate, wishing him not to die early.

When time comes to dusk, the sun becomes much dimmed, and the setting sun burns the buildings on the street and people's thoughts like flames.

I had eaten three plates of fried soybeans and four pots of wine. Rob's eyes narrowed more and more, but not because he was drunk, but because he saw the person he wanted to see.

Of course, the reason he wanted to see those people was because he didn't want to see those people.

Those people came from his family, some from the Tang family in Wenshui, as well as the Wu family and Mutuo family.

Except for him, no one could distinguish these people from pedestrians on the street, and naturally no one noticed that those people left Songshan Town and headed towards the West.

Rob continued to drink, but after a long time, his eyes were not drunk, but instead became brighter and brighter. Until a long time later, he finally sighed, stood up, sought a basin of water from the shopkeeper, carefully washed his face and beard all over his face, and then sang a song that no one in the north had ever heard of, leaving Songshan Town and heading west.

Chen Changsheng's injuries were far from healed, but he was able to walk normally. He refused the Dragon Horse provided by Banya Horse Farm. With the help of Nanke, the speed was not slow, and it was many times faster than that of ordinary business travelers. After leaving Songshan Town, he walked among the mountains and quickly left the mountains behind.

At dusk the next day, he and Nanke came outside Hanqiu City.

Walking along the official road towards the city ahead, he noticed some broken marks of trees beside the road, especially the mountains and forests on the left seemed a little messy. If you look closely, you can see many new shrubs and new willows. It is obvious that they were extremely tragic damage a few years ago.

He was stunned for a moment, remembering that he and Cheshui had many people a few years ago, and they were Zhouyuan who entered through this forest.

At that time, a rainbow fell from the south of the sky thousands of miles away, and the entrance to Zhouyuan was in the courtyard behind the forest that seemed real and illusory.

Now the entrance of Zhouyuan is on his wrist, which is the black stone, and Zhouyuan's key is no longer at the top of the Lishan Sword Sect, and has become his divine thought.

He remembered many scenes from years ago.

At that time, Zhu Luo sat in the pavilion with a leather shawl, full of ancient charm, unparalleled and arrogant, and no one dared to approach him.

At that time, the plum sand was in the car, silent and calm, without saying a word, like an old plum, with its own breath.

Now Meilisha and Zhuluo are dead, but many of those people back then are still alive.

Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at Nanke.

It was the first time he met Nanke in Zhouyuan. At that time, Nanke was the indifferent and cold little princess of the demon clan. Under the order of the black robe, he provoked internal struggles among human practitioners in Zhouyuan. At the same time, he looked for an opportunity to kill Xu Yourong, and the Qijian were his most terrifying enemy.

Now she is just a foolish little girl who knows nothing, only knows to follow him, guard him, and wait for him.

"I don't know if you will remember these days after you wake up." He looked at Nanke and sighed.

Nanke's hand grabbed a corner of his sleeve, his eyes were still dull. Looking at Hanqiu City in front of the road, he didn't realize what he was talking about.

It is obvious that she has forgotten all the experiences she had in Zhouyuan back then.

Seeing her like this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh.

That night in Xueling, she saved his life regardless of the risk of her soul breaking her body. Of course he had to make a promise. But now he didn't know whether she could cure her. And as he had sighed before, if he really cured her, if she still remembered the days on this road after she woke up, would she kill him?

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The closer it is to Hanqiu City, the denser the forests on both sides of the official road, and more and more willow trees, which well illustrates the atmosphere of this city.

Yes, each city has its own unique atmosphere. The atmosphere of Kyoto lies in the green meaning of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, the atmosphere of Luoyang lies in the city walls, and the atmosphere of Hanqiu City lies in the willows.

Zhu Luo liked willow trees back then, so there was a Wanliu Garden outside Hanqiu City, and there were also thousands of willow trees planted in the city.

Now Zhu Luo has long become a fragment of stars under the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, turning into blue smoke without a trace, but Han Qiu City is still like in previous years, with many traces left by him.

To a certain extent, Hanqiu City is surnamed Zhu. The Zhu family and the Peerless Sect have supreme status and unimaginable power in this city. But Chen Changsheng was not worried about what to encounter here, because no one should know his whereabouts. More importantly, Zhu Ye is also dead, and there are no great people in the Zhu family now.
Chapter completed!