Because before Yanmen Pass, Yin Xuan had left a subordinate waiting for them.
"Miss, our master asked his subordinate to wait, and when night falls, we will bypass these soldiers and pass over the high wall from another side. That is the weak point of Yanmen Pass."
Qingyao raised an eyebrow, looked up at the sky, the sunset hung at the horizon, the sky was about to darken, the fiery sunset clouds covered the entire sky, like blood, enchanting, beautiful and hot.
This Yin Xuan, not only was he handsome and capable, but he was also so good to her. She really couldn't figure out why he kept helping her.
And listening to his tone, it was because she resembled a woman he had known before. Could this be possible?
Qingyao spoke in an unhurried tone.
"Alright, how many years has your master been in this business?"
She wanted to know how long Yin Xuan had been running a brothel to guess the clues, but the subordinate was not a fool. He would not fall for the trap, and only said in a deep voice: "The master's affairs, we subordinates do not know."
After speaking, he retreated to the side.
On the horizon, the last trace of red glow receded, and darkness arrived.
Yin Xuan's subordinate led the way, leading them around the city gate to a relatively secluded place. This was the weakest point of Yanmen Pass. Few people came here usually because there was a wide river dozens of zhang wide outside. On the empty river surface, even the most capable person could not reach the other side in one go without any foothold.
"Let's go, there is a boat waiting outside, now is the time."
The subordinate spoke softly. Qingyao and the others abandoned their horses and flew up, soaring directly onto the majestic and magnificent city wall. Indeed, there was a boat below the wall. In the dark night, there was not even a trace of light, but because these people were all martial arts practitioners, their eyesight was astonishing, and they knew that the boat was very large.
Qingyao waved her hand and commanded.
"Hurry up."
Everyone leaped onto the city wall, flew down rapidly, and landed on the boat.
The boat swayed lightly on the water from time to time, rippling gently. By the time everyone had settled, the boat shot out like an arrow from a bow, leaving the moat in the blink of an eye. The group breathed a sigh of relief.
Although they were not afraid of those soldiers, who would want to truly conflict with them?
Now they had finally left Yanmen Pass, and this was the territory of the Huang Yuan Kingdom.
The boat quickly docked. Qingyao and Wu Qing led the people ashore. When they looked back, Yin Xuan's subordinate was standing at the bow of the boat, directing the boatman to leave. On the shore, Qingyao cupped her fists and slowly said, "Please thank your master for me."
"You are too kind, Miss."
As soon as the subordinate finished speaking, the boat had already departed.
On the shore, a few people watched the boat slowly leave, and finally turned to look at Qingyao. They saw a smile appear on her lips, her eyes bright, and she turned to look at Wu Qing beside her.
"Let's go."
Seeing her in good spirits, Wu Qing inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. His heart, which had been tense all night, relaxed. He nodded, "Let's go..."
Since there were no horses and they were walking aimlessly, the group was not in a hurry. They walked slowly. Anyway, after leaving Yanmen Pass, they didn't have to worry about being recognized, so they were leisurely and at ease. The evening breeze blew on everyone's cheeks, which was extremely pleasant.
As dawn broke, they arrived at a small town. The town was not large, with only about a hundred households, surrounded by mountains. The environment was beautiful and the air was fresh.
Wu Qing ordered Qing Feng to find an inn. The group had traveled all night and were tired, so they should find an inn to rest.
Qingyao stopped Qing Feng and spoke slowly.
"Although we have left the Qing Luo Kingdom, as long as they cannot find us, they will definitely expand the search area. And this place is not too far from the Qing Luo Kingdom, so we should still be careful."
As soon as she spoke, everyone looked at her, expecting her to have a good suggestion.
Qingyao pursed her lips and smiled, "Qing Feng, go and inquire if there are any families selling houses nearby. Those simple small courtyard houses. I'm afraid we won't be leaving this place for a short time. To avoid revealing any clues, it's better to have our own courtyard."
After Qingyao finished speaking, Qing Feng was stunned. A sharp glint flashed in his dark eyes, and he turned to look at his master.
He saw a hint of joy in his master's eyes, which was not surprising, but his heart inexplicably became heavy.
Had his master really given up on everything?
Did he forget his own health and continue like this? Did he forget his mission?
"Go, do as Qingyao says."
Wu Qing's voice was filled with joy. He had always wanted to interact with people intimately like a family, but he had never had such an interaction. Since Qingyao entered the valley, the valley had been lively. He had come to like the feeling of being together as a family, and for that feeling, he would be willing to give up even more...
Qing Feng said nothing more, turned and quickly walked away, but his dark eyes were strangely covered with a layer of mist, blurred.
Qingyao walked behind Wu Qing, pushed him to a corner, and found a clean place to sit.
It was still dimly lit in the morning. There were not many people in this small town yet. Mo Chou walked over and said respectfully, "Miss, shall I go to the intersection ahead to buy some food?"
Qingyao nodded. When Mo Chou left, she also pulled Mo You along, leaving only Qingyao and Wu Qing.
"Thank you for rushing over in time this time."
Qingyao looked at Wu Qing, her big eyes sparkling, like two dazzling black gems, blinking at Wu Qing. Wu Qing looked at her and felt flustered, as if something was filling his chest, trembling, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. After a long time, he spoke softly.
"It's nothing, don't say thank you to me, it sounds too distant. In my heart, you are like my family."
This was the first time Wu Qing had spoken his heart out like this. His attitude was awkward, and he lowered his head after speaking.
In the morning mist, he lowered his head slightly. His skin, as crystal clear as snow, was tinged with a blush. The hair on his head hung smoothly like silk, softly falling on both sides of his face. He looked even more like an exquisite porcelain doll. Qingyao looked at him like this, and her heart skipped a beat.
A strange feeling, indescribable, was like seeing a beloved toy or a favorite doll and wanting to bully it fiercely.
This feeling was as strange as it could be. Wu Qing was clearly a cold-blooded and heartless assassin, yet why did she have this feeling towards him? Did she like Wu Qing? But when she thought about it carefully, she didn't have such a strong feeling of liking.
It seemed that many feelings were fused in her heart, making her confused.
Wu Qing was her teacher and friend, and now she also felt affection and kinship. In short, many feelings were intertwined.