Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Go back first and see if Yunran has gone back. Send me a letter whether there is one or not." Beitang night said.

There may be dongjinlin here. He can't leave.

If he doesn't sit here, with that guy's cunning, he is likely to play around the people here and get away smoothly..

He doesn't want to see that happen.

"Eh? Didn't you just say you wanted me to stay and confront Prince Mutu?" beitangxi doesn't want to go now.

She still remembers Luo Yunran's entrustment to her.

Luo Yun dyed it outside, but if the dongjinlin people are still in the camp, the only person who can help him get away is himself.

Beitang interrupted expressionless at night, "no need."

"Let me stay, or I'm afraid that the wooden map will talk nonsense and damage my reputation!" Bei Tangxi tried desperately to find a reason for himself.

Beitangye sneered and slightly raised one eyebrow. This expression made his originally overly demonic face show a sharp coolness like a demon, "with me, if he had the courage, he would try."

Beitangxi swallowed his saliva nervously.

She still hates that bastard Mutu very much, but somehow she sympathizes with the possible future experience of that guy.

"Somebody, escort the princess back to broken night city."

Beitang night gave an order. Beitang Xi had no other room to hover, so he had to be sent out of the camp step by step.

While praying secretly in her heart, I hope sister Yun must find a talent. She really can't do anything on her side.

……

Luo Yunran hurried back to the broken night city all the way. She also paid attention to the road from the camp to the broken night city, but the road was too flat and there was almost no shelter. On the contrary, there was no place to hide.

If you stay in such a place, you're looking for death.

She didn't find anyone to, not surprisingly.

Back to the broken night city, the city is still lively, the lights are on all over the city, people come and go in the streets, and there is no tension on the other side of the camp.

Luo Yunran handed his horse to the guard at the gate of the city and walked on the street on foot.

Pick the place with the most people and the most crowded.

There are a lot of men and women on the street, especially on Central Avenue, which can be described as one after another.

If you want to walk from one end of the street to the other, even if it's only a short distance of less than 200 meters, it's enough to walk for a long time.

Dongjinlin casually took a ghost mask on his face and followed Shuofeng.

The master and servant fully integrated into the crowd and hid in the city.

Shuofeng is obviously not used to such a crowded scene. He is as tight as a wood, holds the handle of the sword tightly, and is ready to fight with people at any time.

Dongjinlin had time to turn around and pat him on the shoulder, "relax."

"Master." Shuofeng chased two steps faster, "it's too unsafe here. We'd better leave as soon as possible."

"I also want to go, but how to go?" dongjinlin smiled and asked softly.

They both saw the situation on the road just now, and neither of the left and right roads was closed. They had no choice but to go to the most bustling place of broken night city.

Shuofeng bit his teeth and said, "rush out! My subordinates will stay here today and escort the master safely!"

"It's not that life and death, and even if you leave your life here, I may not be able to rush out," dongjinlin said.

Shuofeng seemed to be hit in an instant, lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and even burst green tendons on the back of his hands.

He never felt so useless.

I knew he shouldn't have let the master come. He's the only one. It's no use at the critical moment.

"Don't think too much. If you stay here now, the opportunity is not without." dongjinlin said.

The new wind looked up impressively, like a man who had come to a dead end, and suddenly saw the light of hope, "what can the master do?"

Dongjinlin stretched out his hand and pointed to a brightly lit high-rise building in front of him, "find a place to live first."

Shuofeng looked in the direction of his master, and almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

The face with no big expression for ten thousand years was miraculously embarrassed and tangled up, and pulled his master's sleeve nervously, "... Master, that place... That place... Not an inn..."

The building is three stories high. It can be called a towering sign with a red background and gold characters - Chunfeng building.

You may not see anything wrong with the name alone.

But look at the girls who lie on the side of the fence from top to bottom and wave colored handkerchiefs down. You know, this place, cough! It's definitely not a serious place.

Dongjinlin didn't change his face, "I know."

You know?

What else does Shuofeng want to say? Dongjinlin has directly raised his legs to go there.

The new wind hurried to keep up, thinking in his heart, do you know you're still going?

But his mouth opened and closed. I don't know how many times, he tangled with this sentence for a long time and didn't think about what kind of statement to say. It's more euphemistic and can clearly express his meaning.

In the time of Shuofeng's hesitation, they have reached the door of Chunfeng building.

As soon as the girl at the door saw a guest coming, she immediately sprang up like a butterfly with a willow waist.

"Oh, you two are here ~"

"Come inside, please!"

Shuofeng didn't understand what was going on. He had two more women on his two arms, one on the left and one on the right. He subconsciously wanted to shoot them off. A warning line of sight suddenly shot over silently.

As soon as the spirit of Shuofeng was cold, he bit his teeth and pressed his instinctive impulse.

Like prisoners dragged to the execution ground by officers and soldiers, they were dragged into the building by girls from the door, with loveless faces all the way.

On the contrary, dongjinlin was much more relaxed. When the girl was coming, he lost a ingot of silver alone.

The two girls got ingots of silver. They are busy and happy. Dongjinlin people have taken the lead in.

When they finally catch up, dongjinlin has directly asked the procuress inside for the most expensive elegant room and asked them to be the number one flower leader.

The procuress touched the silver spindle in her hand, covered her face with a thick layer of powder, smiled like an old chrysanthemum, and glanced at dongjinlin with small eyes, "I want to see the Huakui here. Oh, it's not easy to do ~ the number of people running to my Chunfeng building every day can't be counted. Eight out of ten say they want to see Huakui, but I have only one Huakui. How can I greet so many guests? Do you think so?"

Dongjinlin smiled, "silver is easy to say."