Not only did she advance to the seventh level of Great Perfection, but her physical fitness was also much stronger than before.
This time, Su Luo can be said to have turned a disaster into a blessing.
For three days, Su Luo sat by the fire, consolidating her existing realm while protecting the young boy.
Her agreement with Xiaoyang was to send him to the imperial capital. Once there, her mission would be completed, and that inexplicable sense of guilt would probably disappear.
Su Luo had two things to do when she went to the imperial capital. One was to meet up with Nangong Liuyun, and the other was to go to Gongxi Mansion and ask Gong Xining for the Jiuyi Chi.
The night is silent and time passes by little by little.
Suddenly, Su Luo saw some movement in the tent, and a small black head popped out like a weasel.
"Sister." The little boy ran to Su Luo and sat down.
The surroundings are covered with green leaves that block out the sun, but the moonlight pours down between the leaves, scattering bits of light.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Su Luo glanced sideways at the little boy beside her.
"I have always been a light sleeper. One hour of sleep a day is enough." A cute smile appeared on Xiaoyang's pale face.
"How can only one hour of sleep a day be enough?" Su Luo looked at him unhappily.
"It's been like this since I was a kid. I'm used to it." Xiaoyang curled up his thin body against the tree stump, hugged his knees with his slender arms, and looked up at the starry sky.
Three words, "used to it," reveal so much bitterness and helplessness. Is it because I've been hunted since birth that I've never even had a peaceful night's sleep?
Thinking of this, Su Luo felt even more guilty.
"Why do I have to hunt you down?" Su Luo asked in confusion, "Gong Xiyu is not such a fool."
Xiao Yang tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Actually, they're not after anyone else, but me. According to Gong Xiyu's prophecy, the one who will bring ruin to Gong Xiyu's lineage is a member of our lineage, one adorned with a dragon."
Xiaoyang looked at Su Luo seriously with his big, clear eyes, and then revealed his little back.
In the bright moonlight, Su Luo saw a small dragon on Xiaoyang's slender back, or to be more precise, half a dragon.
"Is this a tattoo or a birthmark?" Su Luo asked with a little curiosity.
"It's not a tattoo or a birthmark." Xiao Yang paused, searching his mind for the right word, but ultimately couldn't find it. He said, "Because this dragon is slowly growing. Uncle Biao told me that when I was born, this dragon only had a tiny head."
As time goes by, Xiaoyang has grown a little bit, and the little dragon is showing more and more on his back.
"My family members also firmly believe it. So every time when I am about to be killed, there will always be someone who rushes to stand in front of me regardless of their own safety. My father, mother, brother, sister, nanny, maid..." The little boy's eyes looked particularly big and pure on his pale and thin face. As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened.
Su Luo patted his little head: "Show me the map."
Because they were afraid of being tracked, Xiaoyang and Uncle Biao had already discarded their communicators. What Xiaoyang took out was a paper map.
"Leave Tupa City, go straight out of the Western Regions, go east along the Xijiang River, and then go straight north." Su Luo took a picture of the map in her mind.
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