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Xiao Zi Yan hurriedly picked up the slip of paper and opened it. Two lines of graceful words were written on it: "Brother Xiao, west side of the dried up well in Kai Feng Inn, thirty meters to the west, you Yue [1]." Xiao Ziyan was stunned, her mind blank as she held the slip of paper without moving an inch. Only now did she realize that Sima Xiaoyi had not betrayed her, because the [Wandering Dragon Technique] had always been with Xiao Ziyan. Her ruthlessness and her ruthlessness were all for her safety.

"The more. The more the better. " Xiao Ziyan couldn't help but shed tears. Only now did he understand that he wasn't the only one bearing the pain. Sima Xiao Yue's heart was definitely in more pain than him. What kind of pain was that. He saw his beloved being beaten to a pulp yet had to pretend that he didn't care.

Xiao Ziyan put away the slip of paper, put the pearl necklace back on her neck and didn't feel sleepy anymore. Right now, he only had one thought, which was to find Sima Xiaoyue and rescue her from Sima Ze's clutches. Xiao Ziyan had just taken two steps when she heard a sound coming from behind the forest. Judging from the sound, there were probably a lot of people there. It must be the bandits who found out that Wang Yan was killed and chased her here.

If she was caught again, it would be no different from a sheep entering a tiger's den. Coincidentally, there was a big tree not too far away, and the tree was very old, resulting in a large tree hole. The location was relatively hidden, so Xiao Ziyan didn't hesitate to hide inside the tree hole.

Xiao Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but to hesitate in her heart. He couldn't even deal with the bandits, how could he be a match for Sima Ze? She still clearly remembered how she was defeated by Sima Ze in one move, but the more Sima Ze defeated her, the more she wouldn't suffer.

Xiao Ziyan thought about it for a long time before suddenly relaxing, "That's right, that Sima Ze thought that the? Wandering Dragon Technique? was still in his hands and didn't dare to do anything to him. Moreover, the smarter he got, the more likely he would have already escaped." Xiao Ziyan thought of this and was no longer worried. She decided to first retrieve the ? Wandering Dragon Technique ? and then search for Sima Xiaoyue. Xiao Ziyan made up her mind. Seeing that the bandits had yet to return, the tree hole was safe, so she slept in the tree hole.

Xiao Ziyan was woken up in the middle of the night. Listening to the footsteps outside, she knew that the bandits had returned without any success, but just in case, she decided to wait until daybreak before continuing to sleep.

When the sky brightened, Xiao Zi Yan saw that there were no longer any bandits around. She then left the tree hole and ran forward. For Xiao Ziyan, any time was precious. All he needed to do was to quickly obtain the ? Wandering Dragon Cult ? and train in it. If he could cultivate one minute earlier, he would be able to leave Sima Xiao Yue's side one minute earlier.

Xiao Ziyan's mood was exceptionally good as she ran down the road without feeling tired. An hour later, she saw the official road at the edge of the forest and couldn't help but be happy. It seemed that they weren't too far away from the city, and she would be able to find the direction after asking about it on the public road.

After searching for a while on the official road, she met an old man who sold scones. She asked him a question and found out that Kai Feng City was more than ten li away from here, and Xiao Zi Yan was overjoyed and quickly got up to leave. When the old man selling scones saw that Xiao Zi Yan was giving him two scones, he remembered that she had given a piece of silver to the old man at Wang Yan's place. The old man saw that she had too much money and didn't even have time to look for it before Xiao Zi Yan ran back to feed him, "Little brother, I gave you more!"

"Keep the remaining flowers." Xiao Ziyan's voice reached the old man's ears, but he had already run far away.

In the afternoon, Xiao Ziyan finally arrived at Kaifeng and searched through his memories until she found the inn that he had stayed in. When the innkeeper saw her embarrassed appearance and body faintly stained with blood, he didn't dare to entertain her and said, "Objective, our room is full. I'm sorry." Xiao Ziyan threw out two pieces of silver. "I just want to stay here for two days. I'll be troubling you." He found someone to give Xiao Ziyan a room, and after the servants left, Xiao Ziyan laid on the bed for a while. When it was time for dinner, most of the people had already gone back to their rooms, after which, he impatiently went to the backyard and found a place thirty meters west of the dry well according to the message Sima Xiaoyue had left him. He carefully looked at the small 'Xiao' character on the floor, but after being exposed to the sun for a while, it had become extremely obvious that it was purple smoke, and when he looked around and no one was around him, he carefully dug out a box of rice.

The metal box was twenty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide, exactly the size of a book. When Xiao Ziyan tried to open the box, she found that the box was already locked, and there was no lock on the opening, only a round groove. After thinking for a moment, Xiao Ziyan quickly took out the pearl necklace and placed it in the groove, and sure enough, with a "ka" sound, the metal box automatically opened, looking inside the box, there were two secret books and a small golden pouch. He never would have thought that the number one external technique, the Dragon Travelling Method, that he had searched for so many years, would actually be in the hands of Xiao Ziyan at this moment. Xiao Ziyan took out the small golden pouch, and inside it was a golden pill, and for some unknown reason, Xiao Ziyan kept it in her bosom. At this moment, Xiao Ziyan's Dantian had already shattered, and she knew that only the ? Wandering Dragon Arts ? could save her; if she wanted to save him, she would have to properly practice the ? Dragon Traversing Art ?.