At night, the wind is still howling, this wind comes from the far north, with the cold breath of the north, Wen Xi stands on the not too high earthen city wall of Qilian City, looking at the far north where the sky and the earth meet, the clouds are thick, and the stars are not visible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything she has been doing so far has been with fate, and this fate is like a wave, and standing here at this moment makes her feel unreal.

Qilian City is not like the city in the Central Plains that has curfew rules, those drunk people sitting around the fire can drink and make noise until dawn, not far from the city wall is the market, the noise keeps coming, but He Ridun and his son are no longer there.

No one knows where they are, and even if someone does, they won't tell her, Wen Xi is worried about the short sword, she has no intention of questioning Hito, that will only make Rituo feel that the chips in his hand are very useful, this person is like a jackal, biting everything he thinks is useful and never let go.

Tomorrow......

She thought for a moment, and suddenly, in a tent not far under her eyelids, a man came out, and it was dark and he couldn't see his clothes clearly, but the faint light of the horse lamp hanging outside the tent flashed on his face, and Wen Xi immediately recognized this person, it was the nameless one!

This is not the tent of the king of Ujon, but a place where the homeless people gather, what is he doing here?

Wen Xi wanted to raise her breath and follow, but immediately realized that she was not the only one who had this intention, and the nameless man quickly followed behind someone.

Wen Xi thoughtfully pulled away from him a short distance behind the man who was with him.

The Nameless Man walked very fast, his steps were erratic and strange, his appearance barely showed any walking movements, but he could move dozens of steps in an instant, and the person who followed him seemed to be more clever, his movements were very light, and his figure and footsteps could almost blend into the night wind.

Afraid of being discovered, Wincy gradually distanced herself, but she soon discovered that the tents here were one after the other, far and near, and there were cowsheds and stables, which were easy to get lost, and the nameless man, who had already crossed the path outside the same tent twice, was going around in circles.

I don't know if he was careful or if he noticed someone following him.

The man who followed him was very patient, and even though he had walked for a long time in the jumble of tents, he still followed, and did not catch up with the Nameless One, who had passed several laps around the vicinity before changing the path and heading in the direction of the King's Tent.

Wen Xi stopped on the side of the road, watched the person who followed the person step forward silently, and stopped the nameless person outside the continuous thick leather tent outside the royal court, the nameless person obviously did not notice that he was being followed all the way, he was startled, and immediately wanted to fight, but the man's martial arts were higher, and a long sword was directly across the throat of the nameless person, and said: "I didn't expect that the son of Huzele, who could call the wind and rain in the former Xiayi Windy City, has become the attendant of Helan Songguang's concubine today, which is really pitiful." ”

The Nameless looked up at the man in front of him, a young man, dressed in an ordinary robe and wearing an ordinary fur hat, but his skills were not ordinary, and his accent was not from here, but it was a man from the Central Plains.

He looked at him, the young man's sword at his throat still cold.

The nameless man's hair was braided with countless small whips hanging down, and in the dark night, he couldn't see his face and demeanor clearly, but he should be very angry, very angry, I don't know if it was the sword pointed at the throat, or the young man's words poked at his sore spot, his hand squeezed slightly, and then made a very subtle movement.

But before he could raise his hand, a man suddenly rushed from behind the two, and immediately after, a long gauze scarf also waved, blocking between the two.

The young man immediately sensed that if the Nameless Man's hand was raised, the things in his hand would surely be sprinkled at him, but now that the scarf had been completely blocked, there was a faint bitter smell in the air, it was poison!

The nameless one might as well be a person, who could not help but lose his color, and jumped quickly into the wall of the leather tent. The young man looked at the man waving the scarf, it was a woman, she had lowered her hood, and left silently in the other direction.

"Girl?" he began, trying to stop her.

But Wen Xi didn't stop, this young man, she recognized, he also recognized her, he was Luo Cheng's guard, Finch.

"Girl, stay here. The finch barked again.

Wincy didn't stop, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Unable to catch up with her, he withdrew his sword, thought for a moment, and went back in the direction he came.

Wen Xi watched him leave from a distance, with no expression on his face, Luo Cheng had been sending people to find her for the past two years, she knew it, but she didn't know why he was looking for her, everything she knew had already been told to him, Leng Shuzhu was dead, and there was no need for them to meet again.

Wen Xi's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, two lines of tears were left on her face for no reason, and the irrepressible throbbing pain spread from her heart again, and the wind and snow two years ago that she almost felt could never stop passed through a long time, and she almost shivered with cold.

The next day, when she woke up, her nose was filled with the scent of milk cream, and when she opened her eyes, Namin was sitting in the tent carefully boiling a pot of milk tea.

Wincy got up, and Namin turned her head when she heard the noise, and asked with a smile, "Did the girl sleep well last night?"

Wen Xi propped her head, her head was heavy, and she had a low-grade fever, she lowered her hand a little weakly, sat down next to Namin's milk tea pot, shook her head, and did not speak.

The finch is in Qilian City, I don't know what to do? He is eyeing the nameless one, it should also be related to Gale City, now Tulu Wang Shang occupies the three cities of Pangyuan County, and I heard that Jinhua's army is also gathering outside Suizhou, Luo Cheng is suffering from the enemy on his back, if he wants to break through this predicament, he has to fight the idea to Gale City?

She couldn't stay here any longer, and if the finch recognized her, then Luo Cheng would also know her whereabouts.

Moreover...... Hito could not be trusted, he gave her a very uncomfortable feeling, and Vincy hated being calculated again, and did not want to be dragged into another plot to seize power.

But she can't just leave, and the whereabouts of He Ridun and his son are still unknown.

Letter, Wen Xi had a small bamboo stick in his sleeve, and there was no text to read, only a few seemingly random nicks, which she couldn't read, so Hito wasn't worried that she would betray him.

When she came out of the tent, she heard the news that the eldest prince had taken his favorite Lady Orb out hunting, and Wincy turned to look in the direction of the king's tent, which was heavily guarded, and she did not get in so easily.

But she had no intention of sending the letter, and she wasn't stupid enough to be used as a pawn.

But...... Wincy thought about it again, she should go to meet the Nameless, she was going to Windy City, to find her enemy, if Windy City was really what Rito said, she really needed someone to show the way.

Wen Xi pinched the bamboo stick in his fingertips and stretched out his body and swept in the direction of the king's tent.

It was daylight, and she was very careful, almost silent, and she skipped over the tops of the tents, hiding herself by the various colored flags draped in the tents, as swift and silent as a wild cat.

The entrances and exits of the king's tent were guarded, and Hutuzan's treasure tent was near the golden-domed tent, and there were two maids guarding the door, and Wen Xi crept over, and threw a stone at the back of their necks, and the two fell silently, and as soon as Wen Xi stepped forward to pick them up, the two fell into her arms, and Wen Xi dragged them into the tent.

Hutuzan's tent was so splendid that it was richer than any room Wincy had ever seen, and she threw the two fainting maids at the door, and the tent was empty, and the few stones she had picked up in her hands were useless.

Wen Xi looked around, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, Rituo said that Hu Tuzan would never leave the king's tent for no reason, even if she left her tent, she would not only leave so many powerless maids to guard the door, she was hostile to the queen, so she should not let the guards of her room be so lax, besides, she is so luxurious here, and there are valuable things everywhere, is she not afraid of thieves entering the door?

Wency breathed softly, and her steps were generally silent, and a feeling of uneasiness rose from her heart, and she immediately decided to withdraw from here-

Suddenly, a light wind blew towards the back of her neck, which was slightly cool and fierce Wenxi's hair stood on end, she took advantage of the situation and fell forward, and then rolled over and rolled around, without the expected next killing move, but she rolled at the feet of a person.

Wency looked up suddenly, condescending, his long narrow eyes looking down at her.

Wincy was already shocked, she just looked at this man, opened her mouth-

"Master......"