Headed by this peak, the flat wilderness is also firmly knotted here, as if it was cut by the mountains, and the rolling mountains lie across it, forming a natural barrier.

Huan Zicheng walked forward calmly, and did not stop until he reached the carriage.

Directly in front of the carriage stops, there is a narrow mountain road, and on both sides of the mountain road are cliffs that go straight up and down, sandwiching a thin line of blue sky.

Looking at this mountain road from afar, Huan Zicheng was expressionless.

Li Falcon followed him with a solemn face, his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his face was extremely cold.

At this moment, there were several low shouts in front of him, followed by the sound of "choking" drawing swords and the sound of soldiers fighting each other, mixed with the men's low shouts and whistles, one after another, resounding through the mountain road.

This is clearly someone fighting, and at the corner of the mountain road, there is occasionally a flash of cold light from the weapon, but Huan Zicheng is still expressionless, as if he didn't hear it.

"How many times is this?" he asked nonchalantly, reaching out and dusting off the sleeves of his robe.

Li Falcon landed his hands neatly and said, "Back to the lord, it's the third dial." ”

"Hmm. Huan Zicheng nodded, and said no more, but took out the letter from his sleeve and looked at it carefully.

Li Falcon's face was also colorless, and he was still standing beside him.

In front of them and on either side were the chariots and horses of Huan Fu. At this time, these chariots and horses all stopped at the entrance of the mountain road, with the guards in front and the servants behind, forming a very standard semi-circle array, and both the guards and the servants were all calm, as if the fighting and shouting in front of them did not exist at all.

Under this strange and orderly atmosphere, Huan Zicheng's face was calm, and his gaze slid back and forth on the letterhead.

After a while, he opened his lips slightly, and some words leaked from his lips: "Princess Jinling...... You can actually write music?"

This sounded like talking to himself, but he turned his head to look at Li Falcon, as if he needed an answer.

"Back to the lord, my subordinates don't know. Li Falcon didn't think about it, and replied neatly.

This answer almost made people laugh, but Huan Zicheng actually bowed slightly.

At that moment, the expression on his face was a little strange, as if he was feeling sad and happy.

"Although I have already felt it, I can ...... I'm really ...... Unexpectedly. He whispered softly again, and his tone was so complex that one could hear a mixture of joy and sorrow.

"It turned out that she was ...... with me Heh, it came from the same place, ......" Huan Zicheng's voice was as low as a whisper, and Li Falcon was still expressionless, standing there without even moving a single hair.

Huan Zicheng's sigh gradually faded away in this silence. Neither of them spoke, and the group of chariots and horses was silent, except for the sound of the horses snorting and the whistling wind, only the sound of the fight ahead, and the sound of the fight was gradually weakening.

After a few breaths, Li Falcon, who had been tense all over, suddenly relaxed his breath, and immediately turned to Huan Zicheng and bowed: "Back to the lord, they are back." ”

As he spoke, he saw two old men suddenly appear in the middle of the mountain road, one of them was dressed in a black robe, tall and thin like a bamboo pole, while the other was dressed in a gray shirt, short and fat like a ball.

It seems a bit funny that two old men like this appear at the same time.

However, when you see them, you can't feel like this, but the aura of murder is rushing towards your face, almost forcing people to open their eyes. And even though the descriptions of these two old men are completely different, their eyes are equally sharp and brave, and their gait and demeanor are extraordinary.

The two men slowly walked to the front of the circle, and the guards who were guarding in front made way for them.

Li Falcon immediately stepped forward, bowed down and said, "I've seen Lu Zong, I've seen Meng Zong." ”

The tall and thin Lu Zong gave an "um" and replied, while the short and fat Meng Zong glared at Li Falcon and scolded: "Something that has no interest!"

Li Falcon touched his head, didn't say anything, and led the two to Huan Zicheng.

"I've seen my lord. As soon as they saw Huan Zicheng, the two of them immediately saluted, and the salute was very respectful.

At this time, Huan Zicheng's cold face also had a slight smile, stepped forward to help them, and said in a harmonious voice: "It's hard work for the two." ”

Meng Zong stood up straight, patted his round belly, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it is not dishonored, it can be seen that Xiao Lao'er's bones are still working." As he spoke, he spat on the ground again, and said disdainfully: "What kind of stuff are they, they will die after three or two clicks, and they are boring." ”

Li Falcon said in a low voice: "The apprentice said that he was going, but you are not happy." ”

"What's the matter? Why don't you let me play again?" Meng Zong immediately raised his beard, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Li Falcon shrunk his neck and didn't squeak anymore, and Lu Zong on the side opened his mouth very rarely: "You also save your breath, there is only one apprentice left, what should you do if you scare away again?"

His voice was not as loud as Meng Zong's, but it was relatively low, and his words were slightly astringent, which was obviously not a frequent speech.

Meng Zong immediately glared at him, and the strange thing was that he didn't say anything more, and walked to the side with a mutter, looking like he had listened.

Huan Zicheng smiled warmly, and said in a voice: "The two grandmasters, please go down and rest first, and leave the rest to Li Falcon." ”

Lu Zong and Meng Zong nodded slightly to him and retreated.

After they left, Huan Zicheng turned to Li Falcon and ordered, "Please come over." ”

When he said this, he finally let go of his letter, and the expression on his face returned to his usual coldness.

"No. Li Falcon answered, and quickly went down to pass the word, and in a few moments, the dumb slave came over.

Huan Zicheng took a step to the side of the car, lifted the green curtain with his hand, and said indifferently: "Let's talk about getting in the car." After that, he stepped into the car first.

The mute slave soon followed. As soon as he got into the car, he immediately said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my lord, the road ahead is clear, and it can be passed now." ”

Huan Zicheng nodded, but his face seemed to be in a trance, and after being quiet for a while, he said, "This is the third time today." ”

The dumb slave looked cold, and said solemnly: "Yes, lord." Since we left Surabaya Pass, this is the third group of people who are intent on sneaking up. ”

On Huan Zicheng's cold face, the corners of his lips moved slightly, as if a faint smile had been brushed.

"Can't you find out the calendar?" he asked, his voice cold as frost.

The dumb slave's face showed a little shame, and he lowered his head and said, "My subordinates are ashamed of my lord." We interrogated a few people, but these people were all locals, and they only said that someone gave them money to rob, and the person who gave the money said that it was a man or a woman, and they couldn't hear the accent, so it was very difficult to check. ”