"I haven't seen you for a long time, how is Master Canglan lately??" Unable to think of what to say, Wen Xi had to ask these innocuous questions. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing this, Canglan's expression seemed to be stunned, and after a while, he replied with a light smile, "Amitabha, there is the concern of the Lao Wen donor, and the poor monk is very good. ”

Speaking of this, Canglan's voice paused slightly, and then said softly again, "I don't know if Master Wen can easily borrow a step to speak??" ”

Wen Xi frowned slightly when he heard this, tilted his head slightly, and then nodded heavily.

Seeing Wen Xi nodding in agreement, Canglan smiled at first, and then turned around and walked in front silently.

Looking at the tall and slender back, Wen Xi only felt that he had a peace of mind for a while.

Gently bowing his head and furrowing his eyebrows, Wen Xi raised his head and slowly kept up with the pace of Canglan.

Follow Canglan all the way to the meditation room in Zhao'an Temple, looking at the bronze statue of the Buddha in the meditation room, Wen Xi felt inexplicably suffocated.

How could she rob him with the Buddha? How is it possible to grab and win??

Not perceiving the sudden change in the aura on Wen Xi's body, Canglan slowly took out a letter from the altar of the meditation room, which was scribbled: Dinghan Palace Master personally opened six big characters.

Seeing this, Wen Xi's eyes flashed slightly, and then he took the letter with a frown, "...... is this?" ”

Touching Wen Xi's puzzled gaze, Canglan frowned lightly, and then said a little unnaturally, "This is an old friend who asked the poor monk to give the master of the Dinghan Palace, but the poor monk does not know where the master of the Dinghan Palace is, and recently learned that the master of the Dinghan Palace is already the emperor of the Southern Wei Dynasty, so he will ask someone to ask the master of Wen Shi to leave the palace, so as to hand over this letter to the donor." ”

Looking at Canglan with her hands folded and her pious appearance, Wen Xi felt an inexplicable anger in her heart, only to see her frown slightly, and then asked in a deep voice, "It turns out that Master Canglan is looking for me just for this letter??" ”

Wen Xi's expression was a little excited, and he was so shocked that Canglan's face changed, and he was a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Wen Xi frowned slightly, and then relieved the atmosphere in a sneer.

"I'm sorry, I haven't been in a good temper lately......"

Wen Xi's pale explanation looked so embarrassing at that time, but Canglan still smiled like a spring breeze and rain, only to see him fold his hands and reply lightly, "Amitabha, Master Wen doesn't have to blame himself, the poor monk is fine." ”

Listening to Canglan's innocuous reply, Wen Xi's face sank slightly, and in the end he didn't say anything, just picked up the letter in his hand again, and his reason seemed to slow down a little.

"I don't know which of Master Canglan's friends, Master Tuo, brought me to the Dinghan Palace Master??" Looking at the scribbled handwriting on the letterhead, Wen Xi's eyes darkened slightly, and then asked such a question in a calm voice.

Hearing this, Canglan looked stunned, and then shook his head lightly, "Master Wen, entrusted by others, the poor monk can't say his name." Canglan's tone was still serious, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation at all.

Seeing this, Wen Xi frowned quietly, and then asked again, "Then I wonder if the owner of this letter has said anything else??" ”

"No, he just said that as long as the palace master of Dinghan opens this letter himself, he will know what she wants to say......" Receiving Wen Xi's questioning gaze, Canglan secretly lowered his head to avoid it, and then folded his hands and replied without changing his face.

Hearing this, Wen Xi's somewhat dignified little face gradually stretched, she was really too impulsive today......

"In this case, I will definitely hand over this letter to the Lonely Smoke Palace Master, as for whether the Palace Master will read it, this is not something that my little Holy Envoy can do." There was silence between Wen Xi and Canglan for a long time, and Wen Xi opened his mouth without being salty, as if he wanted to end this conversation quickly.

Listening to Wen Xi's voice, a smile crossed Canglan's face as smooth as jade, and then nodded with his eyebrows raised.

After that, he said a few innocuous words to Canglan, half explicitly and half implicitly said those days of recuperation in Zhao'an Temple, but I don't know if Canglan is really stupid or unwilling to say more, every time Wen Xi takes the initiative to provoke a problem, he is uncovered by Canglan calmly, and then starts another topic.

After a long time, Wen Xi became a little interested, and then hurriedly said goodbye.

Just when Wen Xi and Canglan were awkward, Shen Qiancheng and Pei Nanfeng were marching to the border between Southern Wei and Tanglin, surrounded by mountains and rivers, but Shen Qiancheng was a little interested and didn't want to see more.

Looking at Shen Qiancheng, who slowly lowered the curtain, Pei Nanfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and then asked softly, "Gu Yan, is there something wrong between you and that Mo Qingjue?" ”

Shen Qiancheng seemed to be stunned when he heard this, then frowned lightly, and said in a deep voice, "When he went to Dinghan Palace to take away you, who was seriously ill...... Is there a killing spree?! ”

With a flash of inspiration, Shen Qiancheng suddenly looked at Pei Nanfeng and asked this question that had been hidden for a long time.

At that time, Pei Nanfeng was the victim, and he should have the most right to speak, Mo Qingjue said that he didn't believe him...... Presumably, he should have been wronged......

Hearing this, Pei Nanfeng's dark eyes sank slightly, and then seemed to have fallen into some memory, and after a while, Shen Qiancheng heard his somewhat forbearant voice come out.

"No...... Where did you hear that?? Pei Nanfeng frowned lightly, and then asked Shen Qiancheng.

After listening to Pei Nanfeng's answer, Shen Qiancheng's hanging heart finally fell, "It's a letter from Yejin, saying that Mo Qingjie slaughtered Dinghan Palace and killed Fanshuang ......"

Hearing the news from Shen Qiancheng's mouth, Pei Nanfeng's eyes sank slightly, and then he pressed his aching chest and sat up straight, "What did you say??" Frost is dead?? What happened to Dinghan Palace? Thinking of the reassuring Tsing Yi Holy Envoy, Pei Nanfeng felt inexplicably suffocated in his heart.

Looking at Pei Nanfeng's excited look, Shen Qiancheng sighed slightly, "The truth of this matter still needs to be verified, don't be angry first, this may be fake news......" Although he knew that there was little hope, Shen Qiancheng still said this to Pei Nanfeng, I don't know if it was to comfort Pei Nanfeng or to deceive himself......

Listening to Shen Qiancheng's still flawed comfort, Pei Nanfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and his pale lips trembled slightly, and then nodded noncommittally.

"Master, there are a lot of masked black-clothed people around us, it seems that they are not good, I don't know what to do??" Just as Shen Qiancheng and Pei Nanfeng were talking, Xie Zinan suddenly lifted the curtain from outside the carriage and asked in a deep voice.

Looking at Xie Zinan's somewhat heavy face, Shen Qiancheng frowned slightly, being able to make Xie Zinan, an arrogant young man, show such a look, this man in black, I am afraid that there are quite a few people.