The sick scholar said lightly: "Let us go, don't let someone chase you. Otherwise... I will kill him."

Le Jiang pondered for a moment and nodded, "Yes. But... I'll give me what you took from the underground palace!" He pointed at Ye Li and An San's eyes with a hint of murderous aura. Ye Li blinked and smiled innocently, "It's not a good thing, as for it. I'll give it to you. Who knows what you wrote in a crooked way?" Le Jiang stared at him suspiciously, "I don't understand why you took it away?" Ye Li smiled, "If it's an important thing, I suggest you don't decorate it so gorgeously in the future.

Isn't it clear that someone is going to take it? What I like most in my life are those gorgeous gadgets. Look, I'll give you this useless broken thing." After saying that, Ye Li took out something and threw it over. Le Jiang took it into his hand. There were a dark wooden box, but there were a few twisted things on the lid of the box. It was a piece of distorted things that I don't know if it was a word or a painting. It can be seen that some things should have been decorated on the box, but now there are all small bumps on it. The decoration on it was obviously taken away by someone.

Le Jiang checked the machine lock on the box and there was no trace of being triggered, and he felt relieved. The expression on his face was much better. Seeing Ye Li arrogantly holding a golden thing and playing with it in his hand, he smiled and said, "There are a few other things I have taken on the table. I believe that the leader of Le Jiang will not be so stingy and refuse to leave a souvenir, right?"

Le Jiang snorted, "You can leave." Of course he knew what the few items were missing in the underground palace were, and they were not important things. Now he was too lazy to pursue them. The sick scholar dragged Mr. Liang and finally warned: "Don't play tricks, otherwise I promise that he would die without even leaving a scum."

Ye Li and An San prepared the horses in advance. After leaving the village, the four of them got on their horses and ran wildly towards the northwest. It was not until the sky gradually dawned that they finally saw the road and all breathed a sigh of relief. Han Mingxi smiled and said, "I had a wonderful day yesterday, thanks to Jun Wei. Let's take a break here for a while. The next town is only more than ten miles away from here, so I can rest there for a day now. If the road goes smoothly, we will be able to reach the capital of Nanzhao in seven or eight days."

The sick scholar vetoed: "We bypass the market town and go directly to the capital of Nanzhao."

"We are tired if you don't get tired." Han Mingxi said dissatisfied.

The sick scholar said coldly: "We take him with you, do you think you can go to complain about staying in a hotel? Also, do you think Le Jiang really won't send anyone to chase us."

Han Mingxi sniffed, "Who and you, the person you are looking for has found, go and ask him where the thing is. Let's go our separate ways. We were not hurt by you yesterday? Jun Wei, right?" Ye Li smiled and said, "It's okay. But... if we leave separately, will the third leader give me the reward for my promise?" The sick scholar's eyes flashed, "So it's better to go all the way, right?" Otherwise, Mr. Chu wouldn't feel relieved." Ye Li smiled, "Anyway, I've gone through so many things, so it's nothing to do. If I give up halfway, wouldn't it mean that what I did yesterday was wasted?"

Seeing Ye Li say this, Han Mingxi had to nod helplessly, "I hope this young master will not be killed by you."

Ye Li smiled and said, "Actually, Brother Han can return to the Central Plains as soon as possible. Anyway, Brother Han is not interested in what the third leader is looking for, right?" Han Mingxi turned his head and refused flatly, "I think it's fun to follow Jun Wei. I'll go wherever Jun Wei goes. Let's go together! Who am I afraid of?"

The four decided to take a break. The sick scholar was too lazy to wait for a moment and pulled Mr. Liang to torture him to the side. Han Mingxi was also jealous of Mr. Liang and watched him. Ye Li said that he was not interested. Although An San was interested, he would never show it in front of outsiders. He also stayed beside Ye Li to protect his safety. Ye Li walked under the tree and sat down, looked at Han Mingxi and the sick scholar in the distance before taking out some fragments from his sleeves. There were two pieces of white paper. Ye Li took out a sharpened charcoal pen from the bag and wrote and painted on the paper.

An San stood aside, looking at the distorted and weird self on the paper, saying, "Didn't the young master say he doesn't know these words? Did the young master cheat them?"

Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "I don't know much, but others know it. But it's a bit difficult to remember things I don't know. I should have recorded them yesterday, but I was worried that it would be troublesome if I was discovered. Now... I should remember it correctly." After saying that, Ye Li lowered her head and continued to write and draw on the paper. She said to the San San: "Actually, I don't know much about what this is, but I know that box. The thing I knocked down on it seems to be the mark of the saint of Southern Xinjiang, so this thing should be very important." In fact, she saw some more interesting things, but she naturally remembered them carefully when she could understand them. She probably threw them back to the original position after reading them. Of course, there is no need to rush to write them out.

Ansan nodded, silently regretting the clan leader Luo Yi who thought the treasure was not damaged. He would never know that the young master had taken out the things inside when it was dark at the entrance of the Snake Valley cave and studied it for half an hour before he put it back. In his heart, Ansan was very impressed by his master's skill in unlocking the lock, and was thinking about when he would ask the young master for advice.

After a while, Ye Li slowly wrote a piece of paper and checked her memory twice with satisfaction before handing it to An San and said, "Someone send this home as soon as possible and see what it is."

Ansan nodded, thought for a while and looked at Ye Li and stopped. Ye Li looked at him with some amusement and said, "What do you mean by saying it." Ansansan looked at the paper in his hand and asked in a low voice: "We have been out for a lot of time. Since the young master is going to send a message home, should he write a letter to the family so that the family can know that the young master is safe."

Letter from home? I was stunned at night. Since I came out, I have never given Mo Xiuyao any information to prevent people from discovering my whereabouts. Even the secret guards distributed everywhere have never contacted him. Thinking of what Mo Xiuyao told her, Ye Li couldn't help feeling guilty. Look at the extra paper in her hand, since there are still some left, please write a letter.

Ye Li didn't care about what the sick scholar had tortured Mr. Liang into. When he saw Mr. Liang dying and being dragged behind by the sick scholar, he just told him to be careful not to kill him. Although the sick scholar was not a kind-hearted person, Mr. Liang was not a good guy. After hearing Ye Li's words, the sick scholar just snorted disdainfully and didn't say anything. If he didn't want to die alone, that person wouldn't die even if he wanted to die. However, Ye Li knew in his heart that he shouldn't have followed the gloomy face of the sick scholar.

Mr. Liang knew what he wanted. After all, if the old man's mouth was so easy to knock, he wouldn't have followed him all the way to Nanjiang. However, the sick scholar was not at all. At least he had waited for the so-called complete token. Ye Li took a look from a distance and found a jade ring with strange patterns. Because the sick scholar did not intend to share it with them, Ye Li did not go to care about it. The group carefully avoided the people sent by Luoyi's troops to follow him and ran to the capital of Nanzhao without stopping.
Chapter completed!