仙不是这么修的 第234章 禅儿没说错，极乐道果真无一是

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官道上，车马喧嚣，商队忙碌。

两匹快马停于路边。

萧何咬牙切齿看向四方：“该死的秃驴，跑得可真快，一眨眼驴就没了。”

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向远皱了皱眉不语，没追上也...

官道上，车马喧嚣，商队忙碌。人群denselikeathicklayeroffog,difficulttoseemorethanafewfeetinfrontofyou.Thesoundofmerchantshawkingtheirwaresandtheclip-clopofhorses‘hoovesonthedustyroadfilledtheair.

Twofiguresstoodoutamidstthechaos.Apairoffasthorses,theircoatsgleaminginthesunlight,cametoastopatthesideoftheroad.Leaohé,hisfacetwistedinfrustration,gazedoutatthesurroundinglandscapewithascowl.“Thatcursedmangyhorse,it‘sfastindeed!Oneblinkofaneyeandit‘sgone!“hespat.

Hisgazelingeredonthespotwherethehorsehadvanished,hisjawclenchedinanger.Hemutteredunderhisbreath,“Youhavespirit,youthinkyoucanoutrunme?Well,let‘sseehowyoufareagainstsomeonewithactualskill!“

Meanwhile,Wèngyuánstoodataslightdistanceaway,hereyesnarrowedincontemplation.Shewatchedthecommotionwithinterest,herbrowfurrowedinthought.WhenLeaohé‘soutburstreachedherears,shedidn‘trespond,simplyraisedaneyebrowandturnedtoleave.

Withoutmakinganyefforttopursuethefleeinghorse,Wèngyuánvanishedintothecrowdlikeaghost,leavingLeaohéseethingwithfrustration.Hestompedhisfoot,causingthegroundbeneathhimtotremble.“What‘stheretochase?Can‘tevenkeepup!Youthinkyoucanjustmockmeandrunoff?“

Ashestoodthere,fuming,Wèngyuánappearedbesidehim,ahintofamusementdancinginhereyes.Shewhispered,“Itwasn‘tmewhoranaway.“

Leaohéspunaround,hisfaceredwithanger.“Whatareyouinsinuating?ThatI‘mtooslowtocatchup?“hegrowled,hisfistsclenchedathissides.

Wèngyuánshookherhead,agentlesmileonherlips.“No,it‘snotthatatall.“Shepausedforamomentbeforecontinuing,“It‘sjustthatthehorsewasn‘tthefastestonehere.Therealspeedsterwas...thatmanoverthere.“

Leaohéfollowedhergaze,andhiseyeslandedonamysteriousfigurestandingbyanearbystall,carefullyobservingthescenewithanairofdetachment.

“Whatareyoutalkingabout?“LeaohéaskedWèngyuán,histonestilllacedwithskepticism.“Who‘sthatguy?“

Wèngyuángestureddiscreetlytowardsthestranger,hervoicebarelyaboveawhisper.“Theonestandingbythefoodstall.Watchhimclosely.“

Leaohéturnedtogazeatthefigureoncemore,thistimenoticingthepeculiaraurasurroundinghim.Hecouldn‘tquiteputhisfingeronit,butsomethingabouttheman‘sdemeanorseemed...off.

Withoutwarning,Wèngyuánvanishedintothecrowdonceagain,leavingLeaohéstandingalone,lostinthought.Thesoundofthemerchanthawkinghiswaresstillechoedinhisears,buthenolongerfeltlikechasingafteranythingoranyone.