The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 60 Chase

Especially the owner of the killer building, he was very angry about this.

Ying Xiaojiu is the best killer he has carefully trained over the years, and his betrayal is undoubtedly a provocation to him.

All killers are instilled with a concept:

That means you can't betray in your life.

This concept has been deeply engraved in their bones.

However, Ying Xiaojiu's betrayal shocked everyone.

As a result, a large-scale manhunt was launched immediately. Hongye Valley used all its power and vowed to capture the two traitors.

This also includes Mo Lingqiu.

When he learned the news, he was disappointed and angry.

Why did Fengling do this? What about the commitment between them?

Liar, she lied to him from beginning to end.

The only person she cared about was Ying Xiaojiu, and for him, she even gave up the chance to be a young lady.

She never really cared about him.

She said it clearly, but...

Mo Lingqiu clenched her fingers tightly, and her finger bones had turned pale.

At this moment, a trace of resentment actually arose in my heart.

He wondered, if she was leaving, why couldn't she take him with her?

Didn't even tell him in advance.

This liar!

He would find her, and he would find her with his own hands.

On the other hand, the two had no idea what would happen next.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't care. The two of them successfully left the city gate before the curfew.

The carriage avoided the official road and after driving on the small road for a day and night, it completely left the bustling Luomo City and left all the hustle and bustle behind.

They also stayed away from the former Red Leaf Valley, and finally passed through a lush field, finally arriving at a small village with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

That was where they were going to live in seclusion.

Feng Ling couldn't help but get out of the car. She happily lay on the shoulders of her little killer and admired all the surrounding scenery.

Feel fresh about everything, touch here, look there, and even smell the wild flowers on the roadside.

Then, Feng Ling pointed to the most beautiful one and asked Ying Xiaojiu to pick it.

Ying Xiaojiu immediately jumped up, easily picked the most beautiful wild flower in bloom, and thoughtfully inserted it into her bun.

Feng Ling subconsciously looked at the bronze mirror Xiaojiu prepared for her and smiled with great satisfaction.

"Xiaojiu, we are free from now on. We don't have to worry about anyone separating us."

Feng Ling said happily, then she leaned over and kissed Ying Xiaojiu affectionately, threw herself into his arms passionately, and buried her head deeply in his chest.

Feeling Feng Ling's joy, Ying Xiaojiu hugged her tightly, with a shy blush on the tips of her ears.

Respond in a low voice:

"Well, no one will be able to separate us in the future. I will always protect you."

"This is our home."

Feng Ling jumped out of the carriage excitedly and turned back to smile brightly at him.

Ying Xiaojiu also laughed. Although her smile was not ostentatious, the star-like light in her eyes only reflected her.

Walked into this quiet village. People here live a simple life and are hospitable. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The simple folk customs make their lives full of peace and warmth.

They made up the image of an unmarried couple who were forced to come here to avoid trouble when their families were in trouble.

The villagers did not doubt their story and enthusiastically accepted the young refugees.

After the empty house at the head of the village was bought by two people, they carefully transformed and repaired it and now it has become a bamboo house that is warm in winter and cool in summer. In front of the bamboo house is a yard surrounded by wooden fences. The villagers enthusiastically helped clear away the weeds, leaving only a few clusters of small yellow flowers.

These flowers sway gently in the breeze, as if showing their shyness and beauty to people.

Now that there were only two of them here, Ying Xiaojiu cleaned up all the weeds around him, for fear that they would hurt his master's hands.

He found that his master became more and more lively and smiled more and more since he left Red Leaf Valley.

Feng Ling looked at the yard with joy, picked a small yellow flower and put it in Xiao Jiu's ears and hair.

Watching the butterflies and bees surrounding Ying Xiaojiu, she finally kissed him helplessly and dotingly, then happily threw herself into his arms and said:

"Xiaojiu, I like you so much!"

Ying Xiaojiu also responded to her affectionately:

"The subordinates also like the master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Ling immediately retorted,

"Absolutely not."

She held Xiaojiu's face with both hands, her bright and moving eyes curved into two crescents, and said with a smile,

"You can't call me master anymore. This will expose your flaws. You have to change your name."

Ying Xiaojiu thought about it carefully, and it made sense. His gaze stayed in Feng Ling's eyes, looking at her expectant expression, so he tentatively said,

"Then... is it okay, Miss?"

Feng Ling was instantly amused and laughed so hard that her whole body fell on Ying Xiaojiu's chest.

"Is there any difference between a young lady and a master?"

Ying Xiaojiu blinked twice, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his originally calm face. It seemed that this was not an easy task for him.

"What's it going to be called?"

Feng Ling smiled and pinched his face.

"Call sister."

Xiaojiu:

"..."

He is not stupid. As a man, how can he call the girl he likes sister? This is too inappropriate.

Ying Xiaojiu pursed her lips and simply turned her head away from Feng Ling.

He knew this man was teasing him again.

Feng Ling didn't give up yet, she smiled extraordinarily arrogantly. She pressed her body hard and pushed him against the desk. As she spoke, she went to tickle him.

"Call sister, hurry up, call me sister and let me hear it. Who told you to be younger than me?"

Ying Xiaojiu really felt a little helpless about his master's constant harassment. If he had known this, he would not have told Feng Ling his age.

He tried to turn his head to avoid Feng Ling's touch, but found that he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

So Ying Xiaojiu simply gave up her resistance, since she didn't feel anything special anyway.

However, seeing Feng Ling looking so proud, Ying Xiaojiu felt a little itchy in her heart. He grabbed Feng Ling's wrist, twisted it a little harder, turned her body over, and successfully pinned her down before Feng Ling could react.

He approached Feng Ling's face, kissed her lips gently, and whispered:

"Lingling, you can call me Brother Xiaojiu."

At this time, Feng Ling looked very arrogant, completely unaware that the situation had changed.

"No, you have to call me sister!"

she insisted.

Ying Xiaojiu smiled when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He leaned close to Feng Ling's ear and whispered:

"Then Master, please call me Brother Xiaojiu first and listen?"

(End of this chapter)