ice lady

Chapter 269
After Bingqian walked for a while, many people came to bring her things and breakfast. Everyone in the whole town knew her, and she had never seen her before.

She felt a little flattered, even the glutinous cake seller brought her freshly baked glutinous cake.

Bingqian really couldn't accept it, everyone spoke coldly to her, she was used to it, and being so enthusiastic suddenly made her uncomfortable.

She ran back to the inn in a hurry, shutting herself in the room and not daring to go out.

Bingxue watched Bingqian's every move in the next room, a little bit dumbfounded, and then started to practice.

During the time of Bing Qian's competition, she has been practicing. Occasionally, she used her spiritual sense to spy on what Bing Qian was doing, and then continued to practice.

With such a great achievement of her own sister, there will definitely be more hostile people in the future. She must protect her sister's safety.

This is what she should do.

Bing Qian was in the room looking at the messy breakfast and small pendants on the table with a bit of depression, feeling a little complicated.

"Master, you are too weak, how can you scare these people, do they have any hostility towards you?" A certain radish said helplessly, his master is really strange, those people only have a little spiritual power, they don't even have ice power He couldn't hurt a single hair of his body, so he ran back in fright.

"What do you know about rotten carrots? The master is just maintaining her usual style." Xiaohua explained for Bingqian.

"Consistent style? Poker-faced? The master is clearly embarrassed, but what's the point of being embarrassed?" Bloodthirsty beasts really don't understand human emotions. Bing Qian has refined such a powerful elixir. People should be grateful to Dade.

"Shut up, you don't understand the master's thoughts, don't guess!" Xiaohua's Xiaoye said like an arrogant and unreasonable shrew with her hips on her hips.

"Okay, stop arguing, let me calm down, okay?" Bing Qian stopped helplessly, she was almost annoyed by the two arguing.

One flower and one beast are like two little devils, arguing back and forth in her mind, it's really not clean.

Lying on the bed and looking at the roof, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In fact, what the bloodthirsty beast said was right, she was just afraid.

In the past, she was used to being alone, and the place where she lived was also isolated from the world. She would only go down the mountain unless she had a mission. Not to mention being greeted so enthusiastically, even at home was cold.

Now that she has returned to Norin Continent, she no longer has to live the life she used to. She is free and unrestrained. It seems that it is not bad to enjoy being admired occasionally.

She looked at the breakfast on the table and suddenly remembered something.

She didn't seem to pay at all!
The appearance just now was like fleeing in despair, how could I remember to pay.

She rushed out in a hurry, and went to the house of the aunt who sold steamed buns first.

It's just that the aunt in that small shop is no longer there, and only the old man in the booth next door helps the aunt look at the buns.

"Grandpa, where's the aunt who sells buns?" Bing Qian asked proactively.

"She went back because she had something to do at home. I heard that his son was sick, so he just handed over the booth to me and left. What's the matter with you, little girl." The grandfather said kindly.

"I took auntie's buns in the morning but didn't give gold coins, so I'll bring them to her." Bing Qian said apologetically.

"Then you can put it here, and I'll send it to her later." The old man said while serving breakfast.

The people who ate breakfast next to the old man discussed.

"I don't know what disease my aunt's son has. When I passed by tonight, I smelled a particularly strong smell of blood. It must be difficult."

"That's right, despite the fact that there are so many alchemists in the city, it would cost a lot of gold to hire one, alas."

"I heard it was a plague."

"Don't talk nonsense, how could it be a plague."

"I'm not talking nonsense. It's not only the situation in Da Niang's family, but also some other people's families. They all live in that area."

Bing Qian's eyes froze, could it be an infectious disease?
"Where do those people live?" Bing Qian looked at the person who was talking and asked.

"I live in a mortal village in the west of the city." The man looked at Bingqian after he finished speaking, and suddenly became a little sober, "Bing, Miss Bingqian?"

When the old man heard that it was Bing Qian, he was so frightened that he dropped all his hands earlier.Bing Qian doesn't give money for eating steamed buns?Such a big alchemist doesn't give money for eating steamed stuffed buns!
"When did the plague you mentioned happen?" Bing Qian asked hastily, ignoring others.

"It happened a few days before the start of the alchemy competition. In order to hold it as scheduled, the mayor didn't spread the news. He just let people watch." The man said truthfully.

"Take me there." Bing Qian tugged at the man's collar and started running the shadowless step belt.

The man was completely bewildered, those who didn't know thought that Bingqian was going to kill him, but he reached the west of the city in the blink of an eye.

The other person was also stunned, didn't eat the rest of the breakfast, left the gold coins and left in a hurry.

Bing Qian and the man soon arrived at Mortal Village in the west of the city.

There are many people in every country who can't practice or can't be promoted for a lifetime. They can only live in the mortal village and do some small business in the city to make ends meet. Their life is very simple.

The mortal village here is the same, some of them are red-ranked, and many of the rest are ordinary people.

There are also many people who are not qualified to practice at all because of the dantian to break the blockage of the meridian, and are thrown to the mortal village by the family members.

There are some soldiers guarding the gate to prevent those who are already sick from going out to infect people in the city.

"Stop, you are not from Mortal Village, you should leave quickly." The soldiers at the door blocked Bing Qian from the door.

"Bold, this is Bing Qian's alchemist, how dare you stop him?" The man stood in front of Bing Qian and said righteously.

He was very scared at first, after all, besides the reputation of alchemist, Bingqian also has the reputation of evil god.

Later, I thought that after all, Bingqian brought him here because he accidentally talked about the plague, so she should be more caring.

"In this case, those two should leave earlier, after all, this place is not very good." The soldier still discouraged.

Bingqian is the most popular and famous alchemist now, if they are infected, it will not be good for them to blame them.

"Get out of the way, I will take responsibility for what happened." Bingqian said coldly.

The wia released from her body is not something these soldiers can bear.

"Help! Someone is sick again!" Some people's screams came from the mortal village.

Without saying a word, Bingqian tapped his toes, crossed the soldiers' line of defense, and went straight to the direction of the voice.

I saw a boy lying in the middle of the road, only eleven or twelve years old, with sunken eye sockets, blue face, and half of one eye was weakly opened.

The aunt was pulled by someone, and begged bitterly, "Let me go, my son is fine, he didn't get the plague, he just wasn't feeling well."

(End of this chapter)