In the woods in the east of the city, dozens of swordsmen on horseback were walking at great speed, the sound of the jingling bell and the rapid sound of the horse's hooves continued to echo, kicking up bursts of dust, the leader wore a hat on his head, almost covering his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and the few people who followed were all dressed in black, with cold faces, forming a lightning-like team in the woods. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They were so fast that they were in a hurry to get to a certain place, or if they were worried about an accident.

The woman lying on the tree looked at their figures that were becoming clearer and clearer in the night, and sighed faintly, "It's finally here." Her body was shrouded in a thin veil in the moonlight, the ice-blue butterflies in the corners of her eyes were about to fly, and her exquisite clothes and face were like enchantresses coming out of ancient books.

The legendary ice lotus has the effect of resurrecting the dead, which has attracted the attention of all the people in the rivers and lakes since many years ago, and in the past two years, it has even been rumored that the ice lotus can multiply the force, which immediately caused the crazy competition among the people in the rivers and lakes. Even if his owner is in a state of uneasiness, he still has the right to play tricks on the world at the same time. From the moment Master Zhang quietly hired the Shuangyan Dart Bureau to escort the darts to the southern border after his death, and secretly filled the two carts with stones, there had already been speculation that people who coveted the Ice Lotus would never let go of this move. They secretly probed and learned about the mystery, and immediately led to all kinds of speculations.

"This matter was a secret at first, but recently, for some reason, there has been a lot of rumors in Luoyang City, saying that the ice lotus may have been transported to the south." When Feng Qian heard Hua Yao's description in the basement, he frowned and said the current situation.

"Indeed, there are many major forces in the rivers and lakes that have secretly visited, and the news that the ice lotus has been sent to the south has gradually penetrated out, and it has even spread to everyone in Luoyang City. You might as well think about it, if even Zhang Jiansheng, the second son of the Zhang family, is desperately robbing the dart, intending to prevent his treasure from being sent elsewhere, who else will doubt that this dart is not escorted by the ice lotus? ”

"What they transported, is it really an ice lotus?"

"At first, I thought it was, but later I found out that when everyone's attention was attracted by this dart, the Zhang family had already sent another group of people to land on an island in the South China Sea, took an item, and sent it back to Luoyang by Zhang Mingxuan, the adopted son of the Zhang family." She smiled slightly, "And the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes are still stuck in Furong Town near the Purple Cloud Realm, after all, there, this dart was split in two." ”

When Feng Qian heard this, he finally realized that something was wrong: "Could it be that the South China Sea is the real place where the Ice Lotus is located?" ”

"Very likely." Hua Yao bowed slightly.

"Isn't this an extra move, since Binglian is really in the south, and it is so hidden, why does he go to such great lengths to hire a dart game......

"Yes," Hua Yao sighed, "Some people have questioned whether the ice lotus exists, if you don't want the world to know about it, why let this trip as a pretense to hit the west and rush in the direction where the ice lotus really is." His approach is more like reminding the world that the ice lotus is indeed in his hands and is about to be born. In fact, perhaps he was not cowardly and afraid, but was actively making some plans.

What kind of storm does this weak rich boy want to set off? Isn't he afraid that the ice lotus will really be snatched away? Or did he see it as something outside of his body a long time ago?

"Speaking of which, they're almost there, and there's something you need to pass on to your master for me. Later, I'll explain it to him personally. Hua Yao said, handing out something wrapped in yellow silk cloth from the placket. Feng Qian took this thing, only to feel that it was boxy to the touch, soft and hard, and it seemed to be ...... An ancient book?

"The master also wants that ice lotus?" Feng Qian pursed his lips slightly, pondering the words, trying to get some information.

Hua Yao was noncommittal: "It's always good to have one more chip in your hand." ”

"You disappeared in the past two years because you went to the south to investigate the matter? Looking for the whereabouts of the Ice Lotus? He knew that he shouldn't ask too much, but he had not heard from him for two years, and he really cared so much that he would say those uncontrollable words in front of Xue Xi. He naturally knew that Hua Yao didn't have much affection for him, and he had never been the kind of person who had to make inches, thinking about it, the reason why he became a killer was just because he wanted to eat together, and the reason why he followed the second son of the Bai family later was just that he was more stable than being displaced and had nothing to rely on, and he always returned with a backer.

The killer in the eyes of the world is probably either a bloodthirsty maniac or a person with extreme character, but Feng Qian is a more similar existence to ordinary people, he has always only sought to be safe, and he has worked hard to do everything arranged by the master, and he will not do much to think about him, but he just happens to have good skills. Perhaps, this is also the reason why that person takes a fancy to him.

Hua Yao is the opposite of him, she seems to enjoy this life very much. She is like a charming and seductive enchantress in the dark night, coming in the moonlight, you may be bewitched by her, you may be crazy for her, but you clearly know that this woman is poisonous and extremely dangerous. Even if you are hopelessly obsessed with her, you still unfold your defensive cloak at the first sight of her.

His lonely gaze fell on the woman's pretty-looking and somewhat overly preserved face, but he saw that she gradually showed a meaningful smile.

"It's none of your business." As he left the stone chamber, he heard her reply.

Under the moonlit night, the woman was full of danger, and the hurried horse team suddenly grabbed the reins in a hurry, like lightning cut off by the waist, and the crowd was forced to stop in the woods. "Who's coming?" The leader shouted at her. He was greeted by the woman's low smile and the silver bell as she leaned slightly.

At the same time, Zhang Minzhi, who was galloping from the city and had already been dizzy from the carriage, suddenly hit the wall of the car with a bang, and his eyes were full of gold stars for a while. The whole brain hurt as if it had been hammered, and he couldn't help but curse when his temper was not very good, and he thought that he was not qualified to be angry as a hostage, and he instantly became dumbfounded, and then slowly realized that this was the impact caused by the sudden stop of the carriage in the rush.

Then, there must be something wrong.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly raised his eyes, and saw that the woman in front of him, who was also almost knocked over, frowned, and asked "What's the matter" outside the car unhappily, and was silent for a while, only to hear the driver lower his voice and reply: "The situation ahead is not good." ”

Zhang Minzhi had already pricked up his ears, and when he heard this, he was suddenly excited, and immediately stretched his neck to look out, and his neck was cold for a while, only to realize that the man who had been sitting next to him once again put a dagger close to his neck, and even increased his strength when he heard the coachman's words clearly, and threatened in a low voice, "Be honest." He had no choice but to curse secretly, but his mouth was flattering, "I know, I know." ”

Retracted his gaze slightly, stared at the dagger on the side of his neck, swallowed his saliva in fright, and muttered in a trembling voice, "The sword has no eyes, this hero can't slip his hands." As he spoke, he sat down in a proper manner, but the carriage was hit by a heavy object again and jolted violently. Zhang Minzhi held on to the wall of the car tightly to avoid falling, and carefully leaned his neck, for fear of hitting the blade of the neck.

However, it was this inadvertent sway, the moonlight spilled in from outside the car, and his vision suddenly cleared, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of the face of the man next to him—which made him try to maintain his apparent calm, but his heart was turbulent.