The two thought that there would definitely be a large search on the other side after leaving, causing a wave of storms, but in fact, it did not.

After bgd was taken back, he suppressed this matter.

When the news of a convoy in another city was completely destroyed and he immediately knew who did it.

He could not imagine that human strength could reach this level, but this was what he saw with his own eyes.

Therefore, after considering things, it will cause panic on the one hand, affect your position on the other hand, and fear of revenge on the other hand.

However, after experiencing this incident, his faith became even more pious. Since such a powerful human being is hidden in the world, the existence of the Lord is inevitable.

The two involved had no idea what would happen to BGD after they left, and they didn't bother to pay attention. They crossed the Turkish Q border before dawn, returned to Gaziantep, and found a rooftop to stay. The night here was not cold.

Although I don’t know the specifics, Ren Baqian felt that even the empress should be tired at this time.

Both bags were placed aside, and Ren Baqian leaned against the corner of the wall. Here you could see the empress standing on the rooftop, looking down at the city in the darkness and the occasional light. The night wind blew up her hair and the corner of her skirt.

Ren Baqian likes to look at the empress more and more like this. Even if she is on her back, even if she can’t move, she is happy in her heart.

Until dawn, the two went down to have breakfast and then got some soft films of packaging products and carefully wrapped the bottles. Although they got the antidote made from belladonacin and phosphorus, it was still dangerous if they were used after being poisoned. After all, it would take time for the antidote to produce effects.

Looking at the empress who was wrapping a bottle with soft film there, Ren Baqian felt that the empress might have done many things that she had never done in her life in the past few days.

For example, taking care of people, feeding people, and doing such chores, this is something that the empress cannot experience.

But now she is doing this, but she has no complaints. The coldness on her face is just that she is like this.

"The skirt is dirty." Ren Baqian suddenly said. The empress's skirt was indeed a bit dirty. She has been wearing the skirt he bought with her in Hainan these days. After so many days of running around, even though she was very careful, some dust fell on the red skirt, and there were stains in several places such as the skirt.

After hearing this, the empress ignored it and just brushed the dirty skirt backwards, but she couldn't see it, but there was still some dust on her body.

Ren Baqian laughed when he saw her actions, which made her somewhat angry.

"I'll buy a skirt with you when I'm done." Ren Baqian continued to say gently. No longer the gentleness and coldness of Nasha when he talked to Nasha, the empress was a little displeased, but was full of sincerity and closeness.

"Okay!" the empress said without raising her head.

After two and a half days, the two returned to another world directly. At this time, there were still three days to reach fifteen days. When the two arrived all the way to the Jiule Pavilion, the empress asked Qi Shui to stop at a mountain, put Ren Baqian aside, and flashed into the forest. After a while, she returned to her white underwear and red gauze skirt.

Her identity is there, so it can't be so dirty that people look down upon it.

"You wait for me here, I'll be back later." The empress carried the black bag in her hand. She also understood the power of this thing, and this bag should be enough.

"I want to see what the faces of those people will look like when they see you, and to see how you show your heroic posture when you are a master. I believe that it must be the most moving scene in this world, and the picture that will be remembered in your heart for a lifetime.

But I still don’t take it as a burden for you now.” Ren Baqian said with a smile.

A faint smile appeared on the empress's face, which was very light, but very beautiful, and that few people in this world could see such a picture.

"I'll be back in a while. Pray to protect him."

"If it really doesn't work, it's still important for your own safety. Don't be too arrogant. You are more important than me, or even a hundred times more important. I don't want to see you be hurt." Ren Baqian said the last solemnly what he had always wanted to say, even though he knew what would be waiting for him if that happened.

This sentence is the most sincere sentence he has ever had in his life.

"No one can stop me." The empress looked at him with bright eyes and said, slapped on Qishui's head, flashed and jumped down from the mountain.

The unyielding figure always stayed on Ren Baqian's retina, staying deeply in his mind, occupying everything.

...

Jiuchong Pavilion was already famous at the beginning of the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom, and has been around for at least four hundred years.

If you mention Jiule Pavilion, in addition to their mentally ill style, there are many masters.

To say a master is like a crucian carp in the river, this is not far from the point of view.

Jiuchong Pavilion is very famous. Over the past few hundred years, at least four people have ranked among the top ten masters in the world. This alone makes people dare not underestimate it at all.

However, Jiule Pavilion is so big, not many people really understand Jiule Pavilion. After all, most people don’t like to deal with those lunatics.

Jiuchong Pavilion is in a valley. It is more appropriate to say that it is a large village. There are thousands of households in the entire village, distributed in the entire valley. Everything in the entire village is in order. The disciples in Jiuchong Pavilion, who are regarded as snakes and scorpions by outsiders, are like ordinary people in this village, chatting and laughing.

There are meat, fruits, rice, flour, and salt and iron in the village. There are no different from other villages in the world. Only nine tall towers are located in the back of the village, which can attract some people's attention.

Many people subconsciously glance at the tower when walking, with respect.

If anyone outsiders see this situation, they will be surprised.

I really can't think of how the mentally ills who were calling you brothers and killing your whole family in the next moment lived like ordinary people in this village.

I couldn't imagine that the disciples of Jiuchong Pavilion who were afraid of everywhere they went, would live like a group of villagers.

There are no guards in the Nine-Level Pavilion. After all, many people here can be called masters when placed outside.

There are at least hundreds of earth wheel masters, and countless human wheel masters are there. A stone thrown out might even hit a ground wheel master like an old farmer.

In such a place, no one dares to act here, even the people in the Nine-Level Pavilion dare not.

But today, a person who dares to act wildly has ushered in here.

There is a gatehouse at the entrance of the village, about four or five meters high. After hundreds of years of wind and rain, the gatehouse has long been mottled.

On the door yard, there are three big characters written on Jiuchong Pavilion, with a stencil and silver hook, and a knife intent is revealed in the characters.

This word is said to be left by the owner of the Grand Pavilion who established the Jiuchun Pavilion back then, and the word contains his insights into swordsmanship.

Therefore, there are often people who observe and practice under this yard.

The same is true at this time. A total of twenty or thirty people sat ten meters away from the archway and looked up, with concentration on their faces.

At this moment, a woman in red with a strange backpack suddenly appeared on the door yard, stepping on it with her feet and looking down at the entire village.

"The wind dissipates and flows out!"
Chapter completed!