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Chapter 66: On the pirate ship

Hu's eyelashes are very long, with a melon-shaped face and slightly curled eyes, giving people a delicate feeling, while the wheat-colored shiny skin gives people the impression of vitality and heroic posture, frowning and cold eyes when speaking, which makes them unique.

"It's okay to let you go, but you have to tell us your origin and the reason why the horse bandits attacked the escort team." Chen Qian said directly as he listened to the other party's slightly exotic accent.

"Don't think about it!" Hu replied sternly, his eyelashes trembled.

"I understand." Chen Qian nodded, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

"You!" Obviously, I didn't expect Chen Qian to be so straightforward. Hu Nu was stunned for a moment, and then furious, feeling that she had been fooled.

While struggling, the hem of Hu's somewhat damaged dress fluttered.

Her outfit is obviously not like that of Middle-earth people. She is wearing tight five-point pants similar to Chen Qian's previous life. She is wearing riding boots on her feet. When she struggles, she reveals a small piece of smooth calves, and her skin on her legs is tight.

Chen Qian looked back and looked at it, his eyes moved, thinking of his previous attempt, followed his nose and tried to concentrate on his sense of smell.

After a moment, a strange look appeared on his face.

"This Hu girl also has a similar strange aura, which is much stronger than what she feels on Bai Nan, and it also seems more solid. What does this aura represent? Unfortunately, I can't detect her, otherwise I can feel it myself."

As she sighed, Chen Qian stopped looking at Hu Nu and walked out, which made the woman's face in the room even more angry, and Chen Qian ignored it.

The man guarding the gate had already changed. Chen Qian sniffed a while the greetings when he passed by.

"The aura on Uncle Jiang's body is even thinner, even worse than Bai Nan." Uncle Jiang refers to the gatekeeper.

Thinking about it, he walked all the way to the open space in the yard.

"When I think about it carefully, the gap between them seems to be comparable to that of cultivation. When I captured Hu, I found that her cultivation level was probably close to the peak of Tongjin, while Bai Nan's cultivation level was at the level of the locking breath. As for Uncle Jiang, his cultivation level was the lowest, and he was only at the peak of the pure body."

Chen Qian narrowed his eyes.

"Could it be that this breath represents the level of personal cultivation? Well, it needs further confirmation. I have a feeling that once I understand the meaning of this breath, I can find an opportunity to step onto the third level."

Chen Qian thought, breathed a sigh of relief, threw all kinds of distracting thoughts aside, spread his legs, sank his hips, and straightened his waist, and even stood up on the open space.

Several yard mates and Bai Nan in the yard were not surprised to see this scene, and they were still doing their own work, which seemed to be accustomed to it.

Chen Qian stood for a long time and then started boxing, which was a normal boxing technique.

One punch, one punch, hit hard, slowly.

In this way, the day passed quickly. Except for lunch and a nap after dinner, Chen Qian spent almost all his time on boxing. From beginning to end, he only had a set of broken formation boxing techniques.

Practice strength by boxing and understanding the changes in one's own strength. At the same time, use the beating of large tendons and the sound of the mouth to trigger the resonance in the body, constantly shake the Dantian, and firm the sea of ​​qi, and prepare for the next step of the arrival of true qi.

It was getting late and the lights were just on.

Chen Qian stopped his fists, washed up again, and followed him to have supper, and then took a walk in the yard.

His day seemed simple, but it was really boring. I might not be able to stand it if I had someone else, but Chen Qian felt quite happy, feeling the rhythm of the strength in his body, and a kind of fulfillment and satisfaction came to his heart.

While walking and savoring, his heart gradually calmed down and the spiritual platform became clear.

The surroundings are calm and a faint smell fills it. Some come from outside the courtyard, some come from inside the courtyard, some come from weeds in the corners of the wall, and some come from tables and chairs in the house.

These flavors are distributed everywhere, constantly diluting, mixed with each other, which is quite chaotic, but at this time, Chen Qian's sense of smell is clearly divided, and a faint sense of connection is hidden in it.

Chen Qian vaguely realized that this connection seemed to be the connection between the taste and the source, the smell of grass and weeds, the smell of desks and wooden chairs was connected with tables and chairs, and the taste of humans was connected with Bai Nan, several bodyguards and Hu Nu in the woodshed room.

"Is this kind of interconnected feeling and breath, right..."

As he felt the insight, a trace of inspiration passed through Chen Qian's mind, and he seemed to have grabbed something in an instant.

Just as Chen Qian stopped, held his breath, and was about to dig deep into the meaning, a crisp shout interrupted his thoughts.

"Brother Qian, how are you preparing?"

Ma Qian'er walked out of the yard. She changed into a dark tight outfit, tied her waist, held a sword, and her graceful figure appeared and appeared.

Chen Qian was not upset when he was interrupted. He couldn't hurry up. If he didn't have the opportunity to explore it alone for a while, he might not have any results. After all, what a person knows is limited, and he is troubled by his knowledge. Sometimes he may have found a breakthrough or answer, or he may miss it because of his ignorance.

"Well, you're ready, you can leave now." Chen Qian went back to the house and took a long knife on the back, "Didn't you say there are other people? Why aren't you seen?"

Ma Qian'er smiled and said, "They are waiting at the gate of the ruins. Only you need me to lead you to get there."

"So that's it, let's lead the way." Chen Qian nodded and didn't ask much. He was helping, so he would not have overwhelmed the leader.

"Okay, don't have to ride a horse, come with me directly." Seeing Chen Qian going to the stable to lead a horse, Ma Qianer waved her hand, "The place is a bit special, and the horse riding target is too big."

In this way, Chen Qian followed Ma Qian'er all the way.

They mostly walked a path of slut intestines. In the darkness of the night, the path also seemed a little gloomy, but neither of them felt any fear.

"I don't know where the ruins are, so how could I find Sister Qian? However, Xizhou is the old capital of Gumolan. It is possible that the ruins appear anywhere in the city. Maybe Sister Qian encountered them."

Chen Qian thought to himself and walked with Ma Qian'er.

As if afraid that he was impatient, Ma Qian'er emphasized from time to time: "It will be very soon after waiting. The helpers I hired are already waiting by the ruins."

After about a meal, the two of them walked through alleys in a twist, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

Looking at the tall wall in front and a small door beside the wall, Chen Qian suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship.

"Isn't this the palace of the Northwest King?"

Ma Qian'er smiled awkwardly: "Brother Qian is really a memory. He hasn't been here for so long. I still remember what our family looks like."

"You know I'm not asking about this." Chen Qian frowned. If the ruins Ma Qian'er mentioned were really in the palace, then there was no reason why the Northwest King Ma Su would not be able to discover them.

"Okay, I've come here, so don't worry about it too much. If something happens, I'll take it!" Ma Qian'er patted her raised chest, and her pretty face was full of pride.

Chen Qian was still asking again, and Ma Qianer trotted all the way, opened the small door, and then two figures came into Chen Qian's eyes, and one of them was actually known to him.

"Young Master Chen, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Fang Xiaoran smiled like a flower.

ps: The second update, the third update is at night.

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