Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Then what should I do, then I will take Su Zhaoxue to Nanhe County now?

But if you use your own sword, the fastest speed will take two or three days, and this time may not be in a hurry.

On the other hand, Mu Yanwan was too lazy to care about Song Hongli and continued.

"Anyway, junior brother, you'd better bring it here quickly, otherwise it will be uncertain whether you can survive these few days."

"I'm looking at it now and it should be about the same tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow. It's hard to say if there is gas in or out."

She didn't mean to scare people, after all, it has been delayed for two or three days, and if you drag it on, accidents may happen at any time.

The summoning talisman has a limited time, only about one stick of incense. Seeing that the time is coming soon, Mu Yanwan stopped talking nonsense and finally explained a few words.

"It's backlashing with its demonic power now, no matter how much Spirit Power you send, it's futile. If you don't have Spirit Stones, take one and put it on it, and slowly pass the gentle Spirit Power from the Spirit Stones to her, so that it can be slowed down. ."

"Also, if you get to Nanhe County soon, send a letter. When you come tomorrow, I will ask my disciple to pick you up at Zhenkou."

Song Hongli raised his eyes and looked at it. It just so happened that the time had come, and Mu Yanwan's figure turned into nothingness, and the primordial spirit returned to its place.

The white-haired ball on the bed was uncomfortably tight and curled up all over.

He quickly took out a piece of top-quality Spirit Stones from the storage ring and put it on Su Zhaoxue's belly, and poured a lot of Spirit Power into it.

Under the influence of Spirit Stones, Spirit Power, which could not be kept, was introduced into Su Zhaoxue's body one by one.

The chaotic demon power was restrained, and the white-haired ball suddenly felt better, and the curled body gradually relaxed.

However, it is only temporarily suppressed, and what will happen next is unpredictable.

The sky outside was gradually sloping westward, the sun was about to set in the mountains, and night was about to fall.

Song Hongli had his luggage ready and was thinking about leaving.

At this time, the white-haired dumpling moved suddenly, and weakly rubbed his head against the back of his hand, and grabbed his two front paws on his forearm.

At night, the top of the mountain was so cold that one tail was shivering from the cold. Yu Song Hongli snuggled together and kept digging into Song Hongli's arms.

"It's okay, Master is here."

Song Hongli said something in a low voice, then took out a piece of yellow paper with a crane on it and burned it with Spirit Power.

Then a handsome and upright white crane appeared. It held its head high and raised its wings, and then bowed down obediently.

"Go to Nanhe County, Qingcheng, Shen House."

The white crane snorted in return.

This is an extremely rare flying Noble Phantasm in Immortal World, even Song Hongli only has one, it is a one-time use, and it will be gone.

But looking at Su Zhaoxue who was feeling uncomfortable in his arms, Song Hongli didn't have time to feel sorry for these.

This flying Noble Phantasm is more than two to three times faster than Song Hongli Yujian, and it should be able to reach Nanhe County in less than a day.

"Hey, my heart is broken for this eventful apprentice."

Song Hongli sighed.

Qingcheng has a vast territory and is one of the most prosperous towns in the northern region.

The city wall of Qingcheng is flat and square, shaped like a turtle, with six city gates, one in the north and south, and two in the east and west.

The south gate of the city is headed, and the two wells outside the gate symbolize the eyes of the turtle. The north gate is the tail of the turtle, which is the lowest point in the city, through which all the accumulated water in the city flows out.

There are four urn cities in the east and west of the city, both facing each other. The urn city gates of the upper west gate, the lower west gate and the upper east gate all open to the south, like tortoise claws extending forward.

Only the outer city gate of Wengcheng under the east gate opens straight to the east. It is said that when the city was built, the tortoise was afraid that it would crawl away, and its left leg was straightened and tied to the foot platform twenty miles away from the city.

Among them, the bustling and prosperous, second only to the main city.

The East Street is brightly lit at night, the cups are changing, and the ferry boats not far away are constantly coming and going.

The restaurants on both sides of the river are opening their doors one after another and drinking, the hot soup is tumbling, and the aroma can be smelled from afar.

Qingcheng, the richest man in Nanhe County, the head of the Shen family, is very famous here.

This Shen Jiaxiao was also a farmer and had no great prospects, but for some reason over the years, he began to have a lot of luck, and it got out of hand.

First, some thousand-year-old ginseng was dug up in the mountains and sold for a high price.

Then he used the money to start a cloth business, and he made a steady profit all the way. After ten years, he became the richest man in Nanhe County.

The Shen family was at the end of the East Street, and in front of the door stood two majestic Shi Gandang with glaring eyes.

Song Hongli settled in a grove outside Henan County and walked slowly over.

The first month was a festive time, and shortly after the New Year, there were still two big red lanterns hanging in front of Shen's house.

At that time, it was just dawn, and when the cold wind blew, the red lanterns swayed with the wind, and the candles inside were almost blown out.

The hustle and bustle in the distance is in stark contrast to the cold silence here, and the gate of the huge mansion is closed.

There is no trace of anger, as if the dust has long since fallen into dust, which makes people feel that Ghost Qi is very cold and cold.

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