There was no one outside the tent, and the guards had withdrawn at some point. Feng Shuzhu slowly walked back to his tent.

The dancer came up early with her eyebrows and eyes, grabbed Feng Shuzhu's arm, and sat down next to the short side. Although she didn't understand Chinese, she still poured a glass of wine, knelt on the ground with her knees, and raised it high above her head.

Feng Shuzhu naturally understood that she was thanking her for saving her life. Without hesitation, she took the wine glass and picked it up and drank it. The dancer looked up and saw Feng Shuzhu drinking it. She was very happy. She kept her kneeling position, moved her knees, and came to the side of the shorter table, poured wine for the two of them, picked up the wine glasses, and clinked and drank it again.

Feng Shuzhu smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she still had no hesitation and drank it again.

The woman seemed to be still in high spirits, and immediately poured a cup and held it up. Her gentle gaze looked like flowing water, looking at the wind and sparse bamboo.

Feng Shuzhu paused, but she drank the glass of wine instead of him. However, this time Feng Shuzhu felt a little headache, and the appearance of the woman in front of her blurred. Then she shook her body twice before falling down.

The dancer held the wine glass and leaned over to his lips. After careful observation for a while, he saw Feng Shuzhu not moving, then gently lowered the wine glass and came to Feng Shuzhu. He reached out to fumble on him for a long time. Finally, he found the letter. He immediately showed joy on his face. He looked outside the tent and hid the letter quickly. He turned his head and looked at Feng Shuzhu again. A murderous aura appeared in his eyes. Then he pulled out a short dagger from his boots. The dagger was only more than an inch, but it was shining everywhere. He knew it was extremely sharp at first glance. The dancer held the dagger and stared at Feng Shuzhu for a long time. Finally, he stabbed the dagger hard on the short table, then stood up, walked quickly to the door, looked back, then opened the curtain and walked out.

The tent was quiet, and only a lamp was left like beans. Feng Shuzhu kept falling down, lying on his back on the side of the low table, motionless.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the top of the tent, blinked a few times, sat up suddenly, turned around and looked at the wine pot and wine glass on the short table, and slapped it slightly, reached out to take the wine pot over, opened the lid, looked inside through the light, and then put it to his nose and smelled it. After thinking for a while, he threw the wine pot on the short table. He stood up slowly, looked at the door of the tent, withdrew his gaze, then turned out the small lambskin roll from his palm, twisted it gently with his thumb, and looked through the light, there was nothing on it. At that moment, he turned the lambskin roll over, looked at him and looked again, but there was still nothing. After a moment of contemplation, he glanced at the top of the tent from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, coughed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are all here, why haven't you come yet?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a "sniff" sound, and the skylight on the roof of the tent was opened. As the figure flashed, a beautiful figure slowly fell down. It was Anarli in blue. She smiled at Feng Shuzhu and said, "Young Master Feng, don't you mind the little girl coming to visit this way, do you?" As she spoke, she looked at Feng Shuzhu with a pair of smart eyes.

Feng Shuzhu's mouth moved, she smiled, and said, "Feng is a newcomer and doesn't know much about the etiquette in the desert. The girl's way is indeed very novel."

Anarli rolled her eyes and said, "Fortunately, you are not bathing or changing clothes at this moment."

Feng Shuzhu naturally understood that she was implying that she was visiting the elder's tent every night, but she remained silent. She shook the small roll of sheepskin in front of her and smiled, "This is another test?" As she said that, she looked at the wine pot on the short table.

Anarli stepped forward, snatched the small sheepskin roll, walked two steps towards the shorter couple, and shook the small sheepskin roll in her hand, and said in a warm voice: "This is not a test, but in case of accidents, but this poisonous wine..." As she said that, she turned around, looked at Feng Shuzhu and said: "But it is really not what we did."

Feng Shuzhu blinked, nodded, and said nothing.

Anarli said again: "Now, Feng Shaoxia's wisdom and Taoist practice are enough to help us accomplish great things." As he said that, he reached out and handed over a blue gem, the size of his thumb, but it was shining brightly. At a glance, he knew it was a rare treasure.

Feng Shuzhu paused, reached out to take the gem, but didn't even look at it, held it in the palm of his hand, and sighed, "Tell me, where is the Demon Lord?"

Upon hearing this, Anarli glanced at Feng Shuzhu and said, "The Demon Lord is still in the Heavenly Prison."

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment and said, "Who goes with Feng?"

Anarli stared at Feng Shuzhu for a while before saying, "You can only go by yourself."

Feng Shuzhu didn't say anything, and saw Anna Erli and said, "When every morning, the first ray of sunshine shines on the star of the Heavenly Prison, you will know how to find the Heavenly Prison."

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "I believe you won't say anything about what happened to your education."

Anarli looked at Feng Shuzhu with emotion and said with a smile: "When you arrive at the Heavenly Prison, you will know naturally when you see the Demon Lord."

Feng Shuzhu thought for a while and said, "When will I go?"

Anarli said seriously: "Now."

Feng Shuzhu immediately said, "Where is my friend?"

Anarli hesitated for a moment, but immediately smiled and said, "Is that cheater who tells fortunes? I didn't expect that he was your friend, so we've let him go."

Feng Shuzhu nodded, looked at her for a few more times, and said, "Then I'll set off right away."

Anarli pondered for a moment and said, "Be careful, you can walk in any direction, just leave here for a hundred miles."

Feng Shuzhu thought for a while and said, "If my friend comes back..."

Anarli smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will entertain him."

Feng Shuzhu nodded.

Anarli looked at Feng Shuzhu, turned around and walked towards the door of the tent, with a light body, took two steps, and suddenly stopped, without turning his head, but said, "That night..., you and her here..."

Feng Shuzhu smiled and said, "Don't you want to find her? Then ask her."

Anarli suddenly smiled and said, "I've seen the Demon Lord, don't come back, I'd better leave the desert earlier." After that, he walked out of the tent without looking back.

Feng Shuzhu stood there in a daze, watching the blue shadows fluttering and gradually fading away.

He withdrew his gaze, looked up, and looked through the opened skylight, looking at the stars in the sky, his eyebrows slightly lowered, as if he saw the woman in white holding a fairy sword, and the playful and cute girl with watery eyes. He stood quietly for a long time before taking a step and walking out of the tent.
Chapter completed!