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When Zhao Wujiang heard the name Lanzhou before, what he thought of was Lanzhou Ramen.

The thin slices of beef were still fresh in his memory.

Only this time, this Lanzhou is the Lanzhou of Daxia, not the Lanzhou of China where the Blue Star that haunts him is located.

Lanzhou, one of the fourteen states of Great Xia, is located to the west of Kyoto, only 700 miles away. If you let your horses gallop, you can reach it in less than a day.

Lanlin City, where Lanruo Temple is located, is located in the south of Lanzhou.

Lanlin has many mountains, trees and ancient temples.

Unlike the lush forests of Lingnan, Lanlin City is mostly barren mountains and wild ridges, with drier vegetation and fewer people.

Zhao Wujiang had the reins wrapped around his hands and kept steering the horse in the direction it was running. On either side of him were two old servants, Jia 23 and Jia 19.

They have already left Kyoto for hundreds of miles and are now heading towards Lanzhou.

They did not wear Wuya Pavilion's bronze masks during this trip.

Because this trip is not to Putuo Temple in Wangzhou, there are not so many people from all walks of life gathered, so wearing a mask would be too eye-catching.

With the sound of horse hooves, Zhao Wujiang chased the setting sun, and his long slanting shadow rolled in the dust.

His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the golden light in his eyes was quietly gathering.

Behind Zhao Wujiang and the others, two parties followed quietly.

On one side were two sturdy men wearing dark blue robes and azure masks, and on the other side was an old man in black robes and a silk hat.

The man in the dark blue robe is the Long Yin Guards sent by Xuanyuan Jing to protect the two great masters of Zhao Wujiang, Jia Liu Jia Qi.

The old man in black robe is from Jianzhong.

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Under the starlight, there is a mountain range three hundred miles away from Lanzhou.

The three of Zhao Wujiang rested around the campfire.

The firewood crackled and the firelight reflected on the faces of the three people.

The horse's reins were tied to the tree trunk, and it was eating its feed without stepping or snorting.

The sound of insects in the forest is faint and quiet.

Zhao Wujiang held a dead branch and fiddled with the red wood and flint, and said calmly:

"Didn't follow."

Jia 23 and Jia 19 looked at each other and then moved away. They both saw vigilance in each other's eyes. The mountains and forests were quiet, and if there was any disturbance, it would be easier for them to hear it clearly.

When they were on their way in the daytime, Mr. Zhao told them that someone was following them. When they felt it carefully, they did feel the gaze, as if someone was staring at them in the dark.

Zhao Wujiang, who originally planned to travel all night, suddenly decided to escape into the mountains and forests, using the power of the mountains and forests to prevent those behind him from daring to act rashly.

Who could it be? Zhao Wujiang's eyes trembled, and he considered everything in his mind, but still couldn't find the answer. There were too many possibilities.

But he will never take it lightly.

The firewood continued to crackle, and Jiajiu picked up another pile of firewood and placed them on the fire. The flames burned brightly, becoming a very conspicuous light in the dark forest.

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The old man in black robe stood on the top of a tall cedar tree in the distance, silently, his figure seemed to blend into the night.

He did not approach Zhao Wujiang and the others, because in the silent mountain forest, every step closer to them made their breath more conspicuous than in the daytime.

The firelight was swaying, and he looked around. Zhao Wujiang was leaning on the tree trunk, wrapped in a small blanket, and seemed to be sleeping.

Immediately afterwards, the old man with nearly white beard and hair also sat next to the fire and took a nap.

But the next moment, the fire suddenly went out, and the light in the forest disappeared in an instant.

The black-robed old man's eyes were stunned. The moment the light disappeared, he directly lost the specific position of Zhao Wujiang and the others. The sky and the earth were pitch black, with only the little bits of light from the stars and the moon barely allowing people to see around them.

He stepped on the branches and flew towards the place where the fire was burning based on his memory.

"Snapped."

He landed gently on the ground and stepped on the piled leaves. The tip of his nose could smell the pungent smell of the burning wood after it was forcibly extinguished. There was no movement around him.

He sighed and thought to himself that he had made a mistake.
Chapter completed!