Since Ji Nuan had the experience of riding a horse when she caught a resentful spirit last time, she has been able to pick it up at all. At that time, she was in Song Wangchen's body, and even if she was timid, she would not dare to retreat. Later, she found that riding a horse was so easy for those who practiced, that she not only was not afraid of riding a horse, but she actually enjoyed the joy of galloping.

The few people talked and laughed all the way, but they didn't ride fast, but they were not boring. Of course, the one who talked the most was definitely Tang Siyan. He chatted all the way without stopping for a moment. Song Wangchen still responded one or two occasionally, but this is enough to prove that he has indeed changed a lot.

After two days of itinerary, several people had arrived in Zhangzhou. At sunset, they had already rested in an inn outside Zhangzhou City.

The wind was calm along the way, and several people hid their swords in Qiankun bags. In addition, they were not wearing Muxi school uniforms, so they only looked a little more noble than ordinary people, and no one could tell that they were from the immortal sect.

"I heard that this immortal master Song caught a man from the Demon Realm who specializes in dreaming in Yueyang. It seems to be called a nightmare. Do you remember that a month ago, many of us dreamed of the bizarre locust flowers blooming in Zhangzhou, and even we were infected with a plague. At that time, I dreamed about it for several days in a row, which made me unable to sleep at night. Now, I think about it, maybe it was the nightmare that was the one that caused the nightmare."

Two middle-aged men next to them were discussing what happened recently in Yueyang. At this time, a man happened to talk about the nightmare, which made Ji Nuan and others unknowingly prick up their ears and listen carefully to their conversation.

Another man also echoed: "This is true. At that time, my husband was afraid that his dream would come true, and he yelled to move out of Zhangzhou every day, which made me worry and exhausted. But it was strange that I never had that nightmare after a few days. Only in this day can I live in peace."

"You don't know this! It seemed like there was a guy named Zhu in Muxi Mountain at that time. He brought a few people to Zhangzhou. It was also from that day that I didn't have that nightmare anymore. I think it must be that he had conquered the nightmare!"

"As you say that, it is impossible for the nightmare to go to Yueyang again to cause disaster. What's wrong with Yueyang's nightmare?"

Another man kept it in a silence and deliberately lowered his voice, "You are ignorant again! Is there still little to do with people in the Immortal Sect framing their fellow disciples in the sake of power and status? I don't need to explain this mystery in detail!"

"Okay, I understand. I can't say these words anymore. If the people in the Immortal Sect want to kill us, it will be easier than killing an ant."

The two looked around again, fearing that others would hear these words, and then pretended to be nothing but talking about other things.

The surname Zhu? Apart from Zhizhu Zun and Zhu Yuanzhi, there is only Zhu Changqin. Zhizhu Zun is far away in Muxi, so it is impossible for him to come here at all, so there is only Zhu Changqin. Ji Nuan and others listened to their conversations, and they were even more sure that the person who instructed the nightmare to create dreams in Zhishuijian was Zhu Changqin. Zhu Changqin might have even colluded with Kano, and the purpose was obvious to frame Song Wangchen.

Cheng Xiaorou kept bowing her head and silent. Although she had never liked Zhu Changqin, she never thought that one day she would stand opposite Zhu Changqin. After all, everyone was a fellow disciple and felt a little disappointed. Several of them had their own thoughts, and no one spoke to break the silence.

When night fell, Ji Nuan quietly left the inn. She was a little confused about the words she heard during the day. Although she had long felt that Zhu Changqin was not a good person, she even hated her for a while. But when things came, she didn't know how to deal with these things. After all, she was still a little uncomfortable with these conspiracies and intrigues.

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The inn was originally on the edge of Zhangzhou City, and behind it was an unknown small forest. Ji Nuan was thinking about other things along the way, and accidentally walked into the woods. When she looked up, except for the black trees around, there were only the chirping of nightingales.

"Woooooo..., mother, woooooo..."

Just as Ji Nuan was about to turn around and leave, a cry of a child came into her ears. She was worried that she would be cheating and didn't want to pay attention, but the justice and curiosity in her heart still made her move forward. What if it was really just a child?

"Woooo..., mom, where are you? Mom..."

The more she walked forward, the more she cried, as if it was the voice of a little girl. The sad cry made Ji Nuan feel sympathy. She strode forward, and at this time she had long forgotten to be wary.

Under the moonlight, a little girl in a light yellow dress appeared in front of her. She was only about seven or eight years old, curled up there, crying and wiping tears with her hands.

The little girl seemed pitiful, but Ji Nuan noticed the evil aura on her body as soon as she arrived. She had not stopped, but her right hand had subconsciously touched Qiankun bag.

As if he felt someone approaching, the little girl stopped crying, raised her little face buried in her arms a little, and asked carefully: "Sister, have you ever seen my mother?"

Ji Nuan couldn't see her appearance clearly, but a small crescent mark on her forehead seemed particularly eye-catching under the moonlight. Her voice was extremely soft and pleasant, which also made Ji Nuan's originally vigilant heart relax a little further without realizing it.

Just as he approached, a cold light suddenly flashed in the air. Looking up, Song Wangchen suddenly fell from the sky. He held a sword in his right hand and stretched out his left hand, just protecting Ji Nuan behind him.

Ji Nuan asked, "Why did you come?"

Song Wangchen looked at him without squinting and said coldly: "Back back, she is a demon." He raised his right hand holding the sword, and his posture was to get rid of it quickly.

Ji Nuan immediately pressed his hand down and asked, "Wangchen, can you stop killing her? She is still a child!"

"But she is a demon." Song Wangchen's voice was still cold, and he raised Zhu Xie again.

The little girl shivered and took a few steps back, then curled up and squatted behind a big tree. She hugged her knees with her hands, and tears flashed in her big black and bright eyes, and she kept watching Ji Nuan's actions.

Although the little girl did not ask for help, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made Ji Nuan unable to help but want to protect her. Ji Nuan blocked Song Wangchen with a quick step and asked again: "Wangchen, what you said, I don't have to change because of anyone or anything. She is just a child, I don't want to hurt her, so please don't hurt her, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Song Wangchen finally reluctantly put Zhu Xie away. Since he promised Ji Nuan, he must keep his promise and follow her wishes, right?

"Thank you, Wangchen"! Ji Nuan immediately gave him a big hug, then immediately let go, turned around and walked towards the little girl.

The little girl trembled, her eyes full of alertness. Ji Nuan approached her while comforting: "Little sister, don't be afraid, sister will not hurt you."

The little girl was still trembling. Seeing that Ji Nuan had already squatted down, she turned her body to the side, and did not dare to look directly and never escape.

"Little sister, what's your name? You just asked me if I've seen your mother, have you? Are you lost?"

Ji Nuan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but touch the little girl's bun. Under the moonlight, Ji Nuan finally saw her appearance clearly. The little girl had two buns tied on her head.

The bun is tied very high, and it looks like two erect ears. The yellow hair is very conspicuous. A delicate face looks particularly small and exquisite against the hairstyle. Under the big watery eyes is a high nose bridge, a pretty face with a white and red face and a cherry mouth. The crescent mark on the forehead is not only not ugly, but it is like icing on the cake. It is the most natural embellishment, a standard high-end beauty face.

Ji Nuan thought she never judged people by her appearance, but she was still impressed by the little girl's beauty. A child of a few years old was so beautiful that he grew up.

The little girl looked at Ji Nuan timidly, looked up at Song Wangchen, who was "fearing" and immediately cried again: "Wow..., my mother was captured by the bad guy, wow..., my mother..."

The little girl cried with the rain, Ji Nuan couldn't bear it, and she forgot the fact that she was a demon. She held the little girl into her arms and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, sister protects you."

Song Wangchen wanted to stop him, but he still had no choice but to give up. Looking at Ji Nuan stroking the girl's back, there was a moment of illusion that made him feel that Ji Nuan's maternal love was bursting at this time and was as gentle as water. He knew that the little girl was a tiger demon, but he couldn't bear to kill her.

The little girl seemed to feel Ji Nuan's kindness, grabbed Ji Nuan's hand tightly, and begged in the cute voice of her breasts, "Sister, can you help Yueyaer find her mother?"

The little girl smiled at the corner of her mouth, but tears flashed in her eyes, and she looked like she was still pity for me.

Crescent Yaer, as her name suggests, is like the crescent moon mark on her forehead, fresh and refined, and beautiful. Ji Nuan's favorability for her even more, and she smiled and said, "Okay, my sister must help Crescent Yaer find her mother. Can Crescent Yaer stop crying?"

Yueyaer seemed a little disbelief and blinked her big eyes and repeatedly confirmed: "Really? Is my sister really willing to help me find my mother?"

Ji Nuan said seriously: "Well, then tell me first, how did your mother get caught? And what does the bad guy who captured your mother look like?"

Yueyaer thought for a while and replied, "This morning, a few vicious bad brothers holding swords suddenly came from the mountain." Yueyaer looked at Song Wangchen vigilantly, and saw that he had taken the sword behind him, then continued, "Mother hid me as fast as possible. Without saying a word, they captured my mother away. I kept hiding in the hole and didn't dare to make a sound, so I escaped. Until the night, I was so scared that I searched for my mother's whereabouts. I didn't expect to meet you."

The passage of the novelty is extremely fluent, so smooth that it is not like what a child of seven or eight years old can say. There are generally two explanations for this situation. Either she experienced it personally, and she could speak eloquently. Or, all of this was deliberately instigated by someone, so her purpose would not be simple.

Although Ji Nuan was confused, she was not afraid when she thought that she was just a child and Song Wangchen was there, and she smiled and said, "Let's do it! You go back to the inn with me first, and we will go to find your mother tomorrow?"

Yueyaer nodded, saw Song Wangchen's "evil and evil" look shook his head again, and moved two steps back again.

Ji Nuan shook her head to Song Wangchen, and then Song Wangchen turned around and said coldly: "Let's go!"

Looking at Ji Nuan's gentle smile and the delicate jade hand stretched in front of her, Qian Yaer hesitated for a while, and still timidly stretched out her little hand and put it on her, raised her face and smiled innocently.

Ji Nuan pulled her up, held her little hand, and followed Song Wangchen's footsteps all the way.
Chapter completed!