Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1369 629: Zhao Xiaowan and Huang Yuxian

Zhao Xiaowan glanced at Hong Ying, raised her eyebrows, and her lips trembled, as if she was speaking.

Lu Qianjiao had her back to Zhao Xiaowan, she didn't hear anything.

But Hong Ying heard it clearly, Zhao Xiaowan said two words: "Shadow."

It was Li Banfeng's shadow that ran over.

Hong Ying and Zhao Xiaowan had years of tacit understanding, so she immediately grasped Xiaowan's meaning.

Lu Qianjiao was intently staring across the boundary and quietly asked, "Is this person Li Qi?"

Hong Ying suddenly looked towards the mouth of the valley and shouted, "Someone is coming."

With Li Qi's fate uncertain, Lu Qianjiao felt guilty and constantly thought of making some amends.

Upon hearing Hong Ying mention someone was arriving at the mouth of the valley, Lu Qianjiao quickly ran with Hong Ying toward the valley, solely thinking of being able to help fight a battle.

The coachman, upon hearing someone was coming, became tense, unable to move the wagon and ran to hide in a distant spot.

Taking advantage of this chance, Zhao Xiaowan activated the Dark Bridge Cannon, and the shadow immediately went onto the Dark Bridge.

Having walked over half of the dark bridge, the shadow suddenly stopped and looked outward beyond the bridge, feeling as if something in the shadows was moving.

Was it an illusion, or was there truly someone?

The shadow wanted to observe a bit longer, but time was running short.

The dark bridge was in bad condition, unstable, the shadow felt the bridge surface seemed to have cracks.

The shadow ran off the dark bridge and handed the key to Zhao Xiaowan.

Holding the key, Zhao Xiaowan signaled the shadow to hide first.

Lu Qianjiao ran around the valley entrance several times with Hong Ying and asked, "Didn't you say someone was coming? Where are they?"

Hong Ying looked around: "Someone indeed came just now, but perhaps just passed by and circled elsewhere."

Lu Qianjiao looked at the footprints in the snow and then at the hill ahead: "There might be an ambush in that snowfield, I'll go check it out."

"Don't go over there!"

Before Hong Ying could finish speaking, Lu Qianjiao had already dashed up the hill, stepping right onto the canvas Zhao Xiaowan laid down and nearly fell among the scattered rocks.

Lu Qianjiao angrily said, "Which Bird Person set this trap?"

Hong Ying angrily replied, "Who are you cursing? Just now, there was a fierce battle here, this canvas is for concealing the battlefield."

Lu Qianjiao paused: "To conceal a battlefield with such fine material? You truly spared no expense."

The two tidied the canvas outside the valley, Zhao Xiaowan held onto the key, merely hoping Li Banfeng would quickly emerge.

...

The Portable Residence coughed and said, "We've arrived."

The peddler pushed the cart ready to depart, Li Banfeng asked, "Brother, the grievances with my wife from back then, can they be resolved?"

The peddler shook his head, "Brother, you speak too lightly. Back then, two armies slaughtered each other, our hands are stained with much blood, if half a sentence could resolve it, what's the point in calling it a deep sea of vengeance?"

"So it's inevitable it'll be settled sooner or later?" Having stayed in the residence for a while, Li Banfeng gradually returned to normal, starting to worry about future prospects.

The peddler paused then said, "Not necessarily, the grudges between Yao Xin and me are resolved."

This relieved Li Banfeng quite a bit.

Yao Xin was a major general under his wife, and the peddler even had Xu Han help Elder Yao guard the territory, proving indeed their hatred was reconciled.

The peddler added, "Zhao Xiaowan is a commander of an army, my grudges with her can't be instantly resolved, but Huang Yuxian and I are comrades, the ties of brotherhood can't be forgotten."

Who is Huang Yuxian?

Isn't Huang Yuxian Yin Ling?

"What relation is there between Huang Yuxian and my wife?"

The peddler chuckled, "You'll have to ask your wife."

The Portable Residence opened its door, and the peddler pushed the cart out. Zhao Xiaowan furrowed her brow, "My husband's changed his demeanor, even bringing outsiders home."

The peddler snorted, "Sister-in-law, that's unfair, I'm a guest at Junior Brother's home, just had two cups of tea, Junior Brother burned down my house, I haven't reproached him."

"Burned down the house?" Zhao Xiaowan looked puzzled.

Li Banfeng stepped out of the Portable Residence, "I visited my brother, accidentally causing a fire."

Zhao Xiaowan called out, bringing Hong Ying and Lu Qianjiao over; upon seeing Li Qi and the peddler, Hong Ying and Lu Qianjiao were overjoyed, Lu Qianjiao hugged and kissed the peddler repeatedly, Hong Ying also wanted to kiss but was stopped by Zhao Xiaowan.

"Ying Ying, let's keep it proper, we'll kiss at home."

Lu Qianjiao huffed, "Kissing one's own man, what's improper about it."

Everyone gathered, now was the time to lead the Three-headed People to Sheqiao Village.

"Where's Che Wushang?" The peddler searched for a long time, eventually finding the coachman beneath the snow.

The coachman stood up brushing off the snow from him, "I was just resting my feet, this cart I can't pull anymore, I ran too fast earlier, can't recover."

"Don't worry, I have something good." The peddler made the coachman a cup of grape-flavored fruit brew, which he drank while hot.

After drinking, the coachman was full of energy, hauling the cart out of Qingshui Gully.

They entered the New Land all the way, and the coachman was exhausted again. The cart was too heavy to pull to Sheqiao Village, truly too difficult.

The peddler pushed the cart and circled the Sea Eating Old Car, drawing a circle in the snow.

Lu Qianjiao paused, "Are you trying to create Huo Lang Road?"

The peddler nodded.

"Can so many people be sent?"

"We'll send them bit by bit." The peddler opened the compartment of the Sea Eating Old Car and crawled inside.

No one knew what he did to the Three-headed People inside, after the peddler emerged, the Three-headed People on the cart stepped down one by one.

They had their eyes closed, expressions blank, as if in a dream.

A group circled the snow circle, walked from the Starting Point back to the Starting Point, their figures vanished in an instant.