"Brother Chang, we really can't take this dart, originally the face of the third master, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, we should also go, but this Monny Snow Ridge is simply a moat that can't be passed, not only us, all the darts on the rivers and lakes will not take this dart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yun Chang frowned slightly, he knew that the Moni Snow Mountain would be difficult to pass, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. If it weren't for the third master's poor health, with his and Han Ling's skills, Xueshan would have been able to walk out of the way, but he had to take the third master across the moat, otherwise it would be too late.

"Brother Chang, why don't you go to Rongcheng? It will take two more months, but that's the way to go! ”

Yun Chang smiled bitterly in his heart, if he could afford to delay, where would he find a dart bureau to leave! What's more, Rongcheng still can't get to where he wants to go. Since Anzi said it, I'm afraid that no one will really go to Monny Snow Mountain, the third master's illness can't be delayed at all, if he can't reach Mission Hills in time, I'm afraid...

Yun Chang was disappointed in his heart and waved goodbye to Anzi

"Anzi, thank you, I'll go back and think of other ways."

Anzi looked at Yun Chang's disappointed back, and was also very sad in his heart, the third master took care of these retired veterans many times, and they established this Anwu dart bureau thanks to Brother Chang's dots, giving the brothers a way to live, and now he can't help the third master, he doesn't feel good in his heart, but Namoni Snow Mountain is a dead end at all, and it is difficult to get close to it, let alone turn over. A person suddenly thought of in his mind, and he immediately called Yun Chang

"Brother Chang, you can go to Jiuyuan to find a person named Jiuqing, he may have a way."

In fact, Anzi is not too sure, in recent years, there has been a peculiar loose pile on the rivers and lakes, that is, there is no formal name of the dart game, but there are also some free people who take the dart business, he has walked through some dangerous darts, and they have all become, and gradually his reputation has spread in the rivers and lakes, but I don't know if Brother Chang can invite him.

Yun Chang's eyes suddenly lit up, he actually forgot about this strange man in the rivers and lakes, he had also heard of this Jiuqing, he picked the dangerous dart with a high price, but he also took the dart according to his mood, if he refused to go, even if it was sky-high, he would not take the dart, but for the sake of the third master, he would have to meet this Jiuqing no matter what. Yun Chang hurriedly said goodbye to Anzi and went back to discuss with the third master.

Knock knock

The knocker of Jiuyuan was knocked, and a little girl with a hanging bun and a pink jacket showed her head, looked at the visitor, did not speak, pointed to the sign next to her, and was about to close the door. Yun Chang naturally looked at the listing, which said the fifth day of the ninth month. This Jiuqing has a rule, the tag will record the date of his return from the dart, from this date for three months, he will never receive the dart again, as for the three months after the dart, it depends on his mood. It has only been more than a month since the fifth day of September, and it will be close to two months for him to catch the dart next time, and he may not necessarily take it, and the third master can't afford to wait.

"Wait!"

Yun Chang stopped the door to be closed, and the smile on the little girl's face faded, and she was a little annoyed

"Since you have found this, you should know the rules of the Nine Gardens, what are you doing?"

Yun Chang immediately explained

"I'm sorry, little girl, I naturally know the rules of Jiuyuan, but people's lives are at stake, if I have to, I won't come to bother Mr., and ask the girl to spread the word."

The little girl saw that he spoke politely, and her face softened a little, but rules are rules, not to mention...

"Our ninth master has been out for more than a month, and he is not in the garden, even if we can't contact him, so I can't help, you better wait for the time to come and invite you."

Yun Chang looked at the closed wooden door in disappointment, and could see that the little girl didn't coax him, this time, Yun Chang, who was resolute and calm, couldn't help but feel depressed, time waits for no one, and Jiuqing can't be found, how should this be good!

In the Jin Garden, a Rumo figure sat on the chair and looked at the book, coughing twice occasionally, and the girl on the side was suddenly beating her heart, she jumped up from the chair, took the book he was reading and said anxiously

"Third brother, I can't find Jiuqing now, why aren't you in a hurry at all! Your health is getting worse and worse, and you can't find medicine anymore, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

She really couldn't say that word, why should a celestial person like the third brother suffer such torture!

"Yu'er, your fate is determined by heaven, why bother, you will come out for some time, my father should be worried, let Yun Chang send you back to the palace tomorrow."

The cloud was light and breezy, as if it wasn't him who was sick.

Mu Yu stomped his feet anxiously

"I'm not going back! Third brother, you don't feel sorry for yourself, but I feel sorry, I'll go find Jiuqing for you! ”

Saying that, he rushed out of the door in a hurry, Mu Ze raised his head, and his slightly pale side face still couldn't hide his peerless elegance

"Ling!"

His voice was low, with a hint of helplessness, and a dark figure appeared silently beside him.

"Keep up."

In two short words, the black shadow disappeared in Jinyuan in an instant, as if no one had appeared here, only the back of the ink, sitting in front of the bookcase and feeling a little lonely.

Mu Yu walked out of Prince Ze's mansion, and ordered the maids and servants not to follow in anger, the third brother has been weak since he was a child, and he has been sick every year, and the doctors are helpless, if it weren't for the third brother to intercede for the doctor, the father would have pulled these doctors to cut off their heads. Until the appearance of Zhiqiu, the third brother's condition was alleviated, so that his illness was not so frequent, but Zhiqiu said that his brother's foundation was too weak, unless he got Canglan, otherwise when his brother's body ran out of oil and the lamp withered, the gods were also weak.

The third brother is the brother of her mother, and he is also very good to her. Now that her brother's health is getting worse and worse, she can't watch her brother fall, she must find Jiuqing and find Canglan for her brother!

Mu Yu thought about his brother's indifference to life and his illness, sometimes indignant, sometimes sad, unconsciously walked to the suburbs, it is now the middle of October in the old calendar, the weather is cold, Mu Yu was blown by a gust of cold wind sobered up, in fact, she is the pampered little princess in the palace, her father is hurt, her brother is spoiled, a little willful, but not paranoid, a little arrogant, but not domineering, a little tempered, but kind-hearted. It was such a person, realizing that she was walking alone in the wilderness, she couldn't help but be a little scared, and when she came out, her ambition of not finding Jiuqing and not looking back was instantly extinguished, and when she hesitated to turn back, a group of black-clothed people suddenly jumped out of the surrounding grass, approaching her little by little, Mu Yu's face turned white, turned around and ran, and the scimitar in the hand of a black-clothed man was thrown out directly, stabbing Mu Yu's vest.

Seeing that the scimitar was about to stab Mu Yu, he only heard the sound of 'dang', and the scimitar was bounced back, directly hitting his master's head, and a black figure blocked in front of Mu Yu.

"Han Ling!"

Mu Yu happily hid behind the comer, with him, no one was afraid! Han Ling had just retracted his blade, and his body rushed into the crowd of black-clothed people like a ghost, and the falling blade flew out violently, resulting in several black-clothed people one after another. The other men in black knew Han Ling's skills, and they all quickly retreated, trying to distract him, Han Ling did not hesitate to strike at the nearest man in black, and the knife fell, and the man in black was killed immediately, almost without even a pause, and the falling blade flew towards the man in black on the other side.