Chapter II
The way back to Mazhai is extraordinarily quiet, and in the quiet barren grass, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are looking at King Qing and looking at each other. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
"You go and bring Xiao Yanran to see me," King Qing slowly flipped through the letter in his hand, and Cao Derang hurriedly agreed.
"It's not you," King Qing raised his head and glanced at Yang Mingzhao in front of the door, Yang Mingzhao hurriedly received the order. Cao Derang suddenly understood, bowed and withdrew from the tent.
The handsome young man fell to his knees on one knee and bowed his head according to etiquette.
"Get up," King Qing said, "Mingzhao, bring this to him." β
Xiao Yanran took the letter and looked at it slowly, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Why is the Commander laughing?"
"Your Highness, the last general is the guard, if His Highness makes a mistake, the last general should be beheaded according to the law, why worry about the last general not being dedicated and not desperate?"
"Military law is so strict, there are still rats who are cowardly and sacrifice their lives, and even surrender to the enemy before the battle. Only if they wish to go can they succeed. β
"So His Highness wants to use the life of the Zhejia family to blackmail me with my identity as an old Qingchuan person?"
"No," King Qing got up and said, "The commander has affection for the philosophers, but loyalty, I don't want to blackmail loyal ministers, loyalty, you can't coerce you." I want the Commander to be determined to die, but I don't want the Commander to die in battle. As he spoke, he took the letter and gently put it into the brazier, "Being in a lowly position on the border, but having a heart like a distant mountain, the commander must have great ambitions." β
"What will happen to Your Highness?"
"I want your loyalty."
"The last general is loyal to the Southern Dynasty and has never had a different heart."
"I want your loyalty."
Xiao Yanran's face turned pale, and she knelt down with her fists folded, "Your Highness has the ambition to reorganize the border fortress and defend the territory and open up the territory, and he will die in the end." β
The cold snap in the north suddenly came, and huge white bubbles were frozen under the transparent surface of the lake, and the inky blue water was bottomless.
A team of horses galloped south along the shores of the lake, and across the dry snow-covered riverbed, the majestic Tianmen Mountains stood on the horizon.
In the wind and snow, snowflakes fly at unnatural angles, and it seems that the air is filled with invisible forces.
The gray-robed man in the snow whispered, "Hmph, what about escaping to Tianmen Mountain, as long as you stay away from the capital, it will be enough." β
On the blue ice, several white arcs were silently drawn, winding towards the horse team.
With a neigh, the horse struggled and stepped into the lake in the crumbling ice, crimson blood staining the blue and white surface of the lake.
"Protect Your Highness."
Two layers of breath surrounded the horses, and the cold made the snowflakes heavier.
The two teams of people and horses quietly confronted each other on the frozen lake, a purple needle cut through the ice wind, and shot directly at the door of King Qing's face, without being blocked at all, suddenly, several cold qi brought up by the purple light, like a thin snake climbed up to the tail end of the purple gas, the purple needle was slanted, and the speed slowed down a lot, obliquely brushing King Qing's shoulder.
The next few purple needles were also dragged down by the cold and deviated from the direction.
Ye's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "Do you think you can break my Xuan Yin Qi in this way?" β
Xiao Yanran looked at Ye, looked at a thin gray-robed man beside him, and said with a smile: "Jin, I can't hide this time, I won't come to help again, if I lose my hand, you won't be able to get the money." β
Ye's complexion changed, and a purple qi swept towards his side, and the gray-robed man had already prepared, and he had already jumped up and swept into front of King Qing's array.
She tossed and fell, and she was a beautiful woman with phoenix eyes.
But the beauty was full of anger at this time: "Xiao Yanran, you and I don't know each other, why do you spoil me!" β
Xiao Yanran never thought that Jin is a woman who delivered the news, and she was also stunned, and said in a low voice: "Yuehei Hall does not raise waste, and Miss Jin should be able to help me fight." β
"Help you get bigger! You pay for the runaway! β
"If you don't help me, you won't need to pay for the run."
Jin Yi stomped his foot, turned around and shouted, "What are you stupid standing for!" How can you make trouble for me. He lowered his voice and said, "Ye is afraid of distraction." β
Yang Mingzhao hurriedly waved his hand, and the guards tapped their shields or shouted at the top of their voices, and the noise shook the sky for a while.
However, in such a ridiculous and chaotic situation, the purple qi in Ye's hand was actually a lot thinner, and his fingers trembled slightly with anger.
"Can these tricks defeat me? It's ridiculous," Ye closed his eyes and stared, and for a moment purple smoke was billowing on the ice.
Yang Mingzhao's face changed greatly: "Your Highness, please retreat." β
The purple smoke condensed into countless thin lines, like a poisonous snake opening its mouth to devour, passing through the people and horses, and bringing up blood lines.
For a moment, the lake was silent, and five icicles rose into the sky, attacking the leaves.
Yang Mingzhao's righteous shield pierced a few holes, and he was covered in blood, except for the pale face of King Qing behind him, he was unharmed, and the soldiers around him were not so lucky, the broken shield armor was stained with blood and scattered all over the ground, many people fell to the ground and groaned, and there were not many people who could stand.
The broken ice on the surface of the lake arched like dragon scales, and Xiao Yanran held a spear in his hand, directing the ice dragons and poisonous snakes to roll and entangle.
Ye raised his hand to puff the purple smoke, and the ice dragon flew around him, while his clothes did not move at all.
"Shake the light, I don't care about it yet."
His wrist is raised, such as holding a pen in his hand, waving down in mid-air, the purple poisonous snake transforms into a small section, the light disappears and the illusion is dark, the ice dragon clashes in it, although the momentum is overwhelming, but there is no strength, the word is printed on the dragon scales, but it is like a broken bamboo.
Xiao Yanran landed on one knee, the spear supporting her body, and the shattered ice dragon fell to the ground.
Suddenly, there was a dark gold behind Ye, and he pointed with his hand and sword, just catching the golden light, and with a shake of his hand, Jin's figure appeared on the ice.
"The timing is good," Ye sneered, "After the Trial Academy, there is only one death." β
Jin looked at him hatefully, gritted his teeth and said, "You couldn't kill me back then, so I should kill you." β
Xiao Yanran had already stood up, and not far away, Yang Mingzhao sacrificed several cyclones to protect his side.
The spear rolls the dragon, and the cold light breaks the iron coat.
However, what does not move is that the leaves.
"That's enough," Ye frowned, and the purple thread of black qi devoured the broken ice and blood, and rushed towards King Qing.
"It's still early," the purple thread frantically rolled up the spear in front of him, and was torn up by a huge force, the spear was heavily nailed into the ice, and the poisonous snake that was nailed seven inches frantically gnawed the handsome young man's body until it was frozen and shattered.
Jin, who was hidden in the shadows, felt nervous in her heart, the goal of dying in her hands was not without pride and strength, but no one was like the young man in front of him, writing great persistence with his life. She even secretly rejoiced that this person was not her target, for the time being.
Two magnificent qi swords split the void and slashed towards Ye, who turned over a few qi needles and gently blocked them.
"Help me," a breath fell into King's ears.
"Why should I help you?"
"Because you need to kill the leaves," laughed over there.
"Hmph, how?"
Yang Mingzhao fell heavily on the ice, Ye strode across the ice floe, and had arrived in front of King Qing, "Your Highness, it's good to go, don't send it." β
King Qing looked at Ye squarely, his posture was straight, calm and solemn, and he sighed: "It's a pity that you are a cultivator and can't go back." β
Leaf fingertips purple needles flicked.
The golden wind is windy.
"Dead woman, it's still there," Ye waved a bunch of purple needles in his hand, nailed in the direction of Jin's hiding place.
With the help of the strong wind, directly in the clouds, the corpses of the soldiers and guards scattered on the ground were instantly dyed white and blown into powder by the strong wind, and the hot vapor pulled the wind to the sky, forming a stronger wind and pulling the water in the lake.
Jin looked at Xiao Yanran in astonishment, just in time to see the blood on the corner of his mouth dripping uncontrollably to the ground, as if without that spear, he would fall immediately, and it was as if the straight spear was his body.
Huge waterspouts reach the sky, frozen into icicles that stand above the sky in the terrible cold winds.
The wind fell silent, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief in silence.
Suddenly, the icicle burst open a crack, and the crack gradually penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the icicle collapsed.
"Think that's going to stop me? You are so naΓ―ve. β
"I didn't," Xiao Yanran said with a feeble smile.
Only then did Ye realize that Yang Mingzhao and King Qing had long since disappeared.
"You, go die,"
Xiao Yanran's eyes were deeply imprinted with a trace of unwillingness.
"Bastard, I'm damned! And pay! Kim scolded in his heart.
Heaven and earth are filled with tremendous coercion without warning, a breathless deterrent.
A black shadow even more spectacular than that ice tornado rushed out of the lake, and in just an instant, the Great Nian Master disappeared between the huge teeth, shattered to pieces.
Kim was so overwhelmed by this powerful deterrence and terror that he couldn't move his feet, and just wanted to kneel down and wait for the end to come.
A curse that has been passed down for thousands of years, generations are not allowed to step into the source of the ancestral teachings of the holy lake, the true body of nightmares, and the abyssal dragon sleeping under the lake.
Xiao Yanran obviously didn't have the strength to resist the dragon's coercion, he put the spear, knelt down in front of the dragon, closed his eyes slightly, and said with a wry smile: "It's a big game now." β
The silent Yuanlong lazily chewed the residue between his teeth, turned his head, and looked at the people walking by the lake on the broken ice.
King Qing.
The Abyssal seemed to be curious about the humans who dared to walk towards it under its dragon might.
The dragon and the son of the true dragon confronted each other quietly, as if it had taken ten thousand years. The dragon smacked his lips, as if he was very satisfied with the food he had just had, and turned around and gradually sank to the bottom of the water, the shattered lake freezing behind it, returning to a vast white ice.
Jin's heart was overwhelmed, and he was stunned. Xiao Yanran, who was kneeling on the ice field, cried silently, as if she had exhausted the only strength left in her body.
Stepping on the embers of the setting sun, the tired horse team finally entered the gate of Yongding City.
Xu Wenlong hurried out of the camp, and in the shadows of the martial arts hall behind him, there were two dignified figures sitting upright.
After a while, Xu Wenlong welcomed King Qing into the martial arts hall, and stood at the door at a loss, as if he was quite afraid of the people in the hall.
When the two men saw King Qing, they immediately got up and bowed down, and when King Qing sat down in the middle, they bowed their heads and stood on both sides.
"I know that the two masters have a special status and are not allowed to set foot outside the border. This time I was tired of the teacher, just because someone saw that I was alone and far away from the capital, they thought that I could be bullied, and I needed to be taken care of everywhere along the way. King Qing said word by word, Xu Wenlong listened to it, and only felt that there was a cold sweat on his back in the cold wind.
"This envoy is in danger, but it is blessed by God," King Qing sneered, "Xu Jun has made a good life to settle my subordinates, and if you want to come here, you can keep people in the city due to military discipline and rectification." β
Xu Wenlong secretly scolded Wang Jia for his bad idea in order to please King Duan, but at this time, he had to nod his head and hurriedly settle King Qing and his party. Of the two warriors who came to greet King Qing, one left with King Qing, but the other was still sitting in the hall, and Xu Wenlong could only stomp his feet to vent his anger.
After all, the seat of the Righteous God Division is not something that he can afford to offend as a small general.
Originally, as an orthodox academy that studied Taoism, the Orthodox God Division suddenly sent two masters for the special student of King Qing, which was a bit unjustifiable, but Yuanlong's unexpected awakening gave them an excuse of "watching the sky at night, the black qi surging in the north seems to be ominous, and it is afraid of hurting His Highness's noble body, so I specially sent the master to check".
"Is that done," King Qing leaned back on the cushion and closed his eyes to breathe. Cao Derang, who arrived in Yongding with a baggage convoy, had just entered the tent and was instructed by King Qing to do an errand. At this time, he respectfully lowered his hand and smiled: "Naturally, it is appropriate, Xu Wenlong is not long-sighted, and he can't offend His Highness for a person he doesn't dare to use and can't use." β
"Go back and make up a paperwork, and transfer Xiao Yanran to my army first."
"Your Highness, you will rest first, you don't have to worry about these things."
Yang Mingzhao, who was sitting on the side, heard that Xu Wenlong was not embarrassed by Xiao Yanran, and there was just a hint of joy between his eyebrows, and suddenly he thought again: "That gold? β
King Qing waved his hand and said, "That's Du Xiantong's business, don't worry about it." How are you hurting? β
"Please ask the Guru to breathe, and it's all right."
"Let's leave for Beijing tomorrow, if you are not in the capital for a day, there will be many incidents."
"Yes."
Wu Ningwei sent it all the way down the mountain, and handed Xiao Yanran a heavy burden behind the horse: "Brothers, a little heart. β
Xiao Yanran smiled and took it: "Don't want to be lazy when I leave, I will come back to clean them up." β
"The brothers specially advise," Wu Ningwei said in a deep voice, "when you arrive in the capital, you must go and see the girl on the eighteenth street of the capital." β
"I'm sorry," Xiao Yanran said with a smile, "it's about them." Alright, I'm leaving. β
Wu Ningwei nodded and said, "It's good to ask the old lady for me." β
Xiao Yanran pursed her lips: "Definitely." β
"Take care."
Under the moon Xuangong chapter
The spring breeze is slightly warm, the weeping willows are sprouting, the grass is green from afar, and the branches are not picked.
Seeing that spring is coming, young scholars have invited their companions and friends, and they can't wait to go out of the city to step into spring, perhaps to relieve their depressed emotions. The high place of Wangyi Terrace has long been occupied by rich and powerful people, and from a distance, the colorful curtains are flying, and the thin wefts are paved on the ground, and there is almost nowhere to stay. Most of the tourists from ordinary backgrounds sit on the embankment on the opposite bank or bow to the water to play.
A gray horse pulled a light carriage, proudly passing through the pedestrians or hurrying or Xu with his head held high, all the way straight to the Wangyi platform, the platform was seen from afar, there were a few young people in Chinese clothes to greet him, the boy who drove the car saw this, hurriedly strangled the car and jumped down lightly, took off the footstool, and before he had time to open the curtain, the people in the car had poked his head out and said with a smile: "You are willing to get up early today." β
"We **** all have to get up early to practice, we can't be as idle as Brother Xianyan, the grass hall is asleep in spring, and the day outside the window is late," the tall young man in the lead laughed loudly.
If anyone else hears this, they will gasp. The person who came up in this car, no one in Beijing did not know, it was Du Shuyan, the only son of Du Yun, the secretary of the ministry, because the mother was weak, and the child was born with a strange weakness, the qi was not condensed, and he could not practice Xuanmen Taoism, and Du Laoshangshu could not invite famous doctors and teachers all over the world, which was a big regret for the Du family.
Du Shuyan frowned, knocked on the young man's shoulder with a folding fan, and said with a smile: "**** practice? I just don't want to study. β
The young people next to him laughed when they heard this, and someone on the side said: "Xian Yan, you have been sick for a few days, and you don't know it yet, Ziyi has entered the staff department, and will go to Guangmao County to take office in a few days, so there is a gathering." β
Du Shuyan sighed: "I see, I don't know. While congratulating in his mouth, he asked Yunmo to take out two books from the carriage and said, "Coincidentally, I have been studying the translation of Beiyu and Dashi recently, Brother Duan, don't dislike it." β
Duan Zhuang's face was full of sadness, he took the book boringly, lowered his head and said, "I knew this was the case, where would I dare to make fun of you." β
This group of young people are all from official families, and they have been studying and hunting together since childhood. Although they all practice Taoism to defend themselves and keep fit, only Young Master Duan, who does not like classics, is the only one who has never liked classics through practice. Just after two rounds of tea, the topic has shifted to the upcoming big test.
"I heard that the emperor is in good health, I don't know if he will personally preside over the palace examination."
"I'm afraid it's not as good as rumored, I heard that it is still King Duan who presides over the palace test, Xian Yan, you often walk around the palace, do you have any news?"
"Zhuang Hui don't say that," Du Shuyan said with a straight face, "but the former Duan Wang got a few precious chess games, let me sort them out, I really can't bear to watch the scores, otherwise this season will ......" He shook his head, and his face seemed to be quite remorseful.
Zhuang Yuandao looked at his expression carefully, nodded approvingly, and said: "Our identity is not ordinary people, we should be cautious, but if you know a thing or two, it is appropriate to be a classmate." β
Wang Ruoqin, Zhu Weiyong, and Li Wang also came around, smiling all over their faces. Only Duan Zhuang, who did not take the exam, was watching the excitement with a teacup.
Du Shuyan sighed: "That's it, it's hard to set up this bureau for you." Actually, I know that little thing, and it doesn't hurt to say that it has anything to do with you, as long as there are Panjialou variegated nine-dish cold dishes, Wangjialou thirty years old, and the head of the Meiyuan Palace Fuqin......"
Before he finished speaking, everyone had already smiled and agreed, and came up with all hands and feet to hold down the fingers he was counting: "Okay, okay, just your hobby, we have all agreed." β
Du Shuyan lowered his voice and said: "Presiding over the palace test is indeed the king of Duan, and it is better not to mention side affairs in the policy, after all, it is not good for the people to start the border affairs lightly, and the army is reckless, and it is not good for the people. β
Then he mentioned a little bit about some subsections, and finally said: "After all, I don't have a deep relationship with His Highness, these are just my guesses, you should have your own ideas." β
Everyone nodded silently when they heard this, but they had their own plans in their hearts.
Du Shuyan looked at their expressions, picked up the tea and took a sip, and suddenly felt that the tea was cold, so he re-brewed Yunmo. During the banquet, they talked about poetry and songs, Zhuang Yuandao and Li Wang were vying to arrange the banquet requested by Du Shuyan, Zhu Weiyong has always been calm, just sitting quietly on the side, toasting and admiring the flowers.
During the banquet, Duan Zhuang and Du Shuyan had the strongest relationship, and the two got up and walked to the entrance of the platform, looking at the river that slowly bent across the plain and flowed to the capital, Duan Zhuang sighed: "This time, I don't know when I will see Bian Heshui again." β
Du Shuyan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your brother has not been able to get out of the prince's case, and the young master is afraid that he will not have any spare strength, Guangmao County is always a safe place." Besides, although you don't love those ancient books, who can compare with you? The staff is where you can send, so why sigh? β
"It's just that I'm leaving, there is no one at home, and my father and mother still want to take care of Xian Yan."
"Your eldest brother is just implicated, and he is the son of a young master, so he won't be detained for too long. The emperor is benevolent, and his body is well, it is estimated that he will be released soon, so you don't have to worry about it. β
Duan Zhuang nodded and said, "Xian Yan said so, that's it." "His brother Duan Yi Shiwen is very good, serving in the palace, the prince died violently at the banquet that day, and a cadre who participated in the banquet was imprisoned, and the cook and maid committed suicide in fear of crime, but the culprit was not traced, and His Majesty was almost bedridden after the winter, so it was delayed so far. After a pause, he said: "King Duan is now in full swing, but Xian Yan You are so close, I always feel that it is inappropriate." β
Du Shuyan's heart was slightly warm, but he couldn't show it on his face, and only smiled: "I have my own measure, you still can't believe it?" β
Duan Zhuang seemed to have something to say, but after thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Let's go and see, they are fighting to see who is the east at night." β
The weather in early spring is really changing rapidly, and it is still warm and warm at noon. In the afternoon, the wind suddenly blew, and it was cold for a while, and a light snow fell.
The group was reluctant to disperse, Zhuang Yuandao proposed: "Isn't Xian Yan going to the plum garden, it should not be far to take the path here, but the servants can go to Panjialou to buy some wine and food, and we will go to listen to the piano to keep warm." β
Everyone immediately agreed, and a group of carriages and horses walked along the path to the plum garden on the outskirts of Beijing.
Although it is not far, no one has walked this path, and there are a few turns along the ridge of the forest road, and the weather is cold, and the sons are gradually a little anxious.
At this time, he turned out of the fork in the road and rode unhurriedly, as if he was going in the same direction, Du Shuyan asked Yunmo: "Dare to ask this son, how far is it from here to the plum garden?" β
The young man was riding a tall horse in Beiyuan, and when he saw Yunmo asking him, he politely leaned down, lifted his hat, and said with a smile: "Childe asked the wrong person, and I came for the first time, but the direction is not bad." β
Du Shuyan looked from inside the car, the man's face was handsome and extraordinary, so he invited: "Since they are on the same road, in such a snowy weather, why don't you get off the horse and go in the same car?" β
The man smiled and said, "Thank you, this son, I am still used to the wind and snow." With that, he hugged his fists and rode forward.
Sure enough, a straight road, not long to the plum garden, at this time the plum blossoms have been gone, thin and slanted ink branches in the thin snow, oil and freehand taste, see the chariots and horses in the distance, the servants have already laid the straw mats at the gate of the courtyard leading to the grass hall, lest these noble sons step on the slush ground and dirty feet.
The young maidservants who greeted the guests stood in front of the thatched hall, and when they saw the guests coming, they hurriedly brought hot tea and a freshly lit hand warmer, and the servants who followed were led to the courtyard to drink tea.
Du Shuyan crooked on the mat, holding hot tea, thoughtfully looked along the pane in the direction of the stable, suddenly heard the sound of the curtain, a Qianqian figure dexterously passed through the bead curtain, two maidservants, one left and one right, one holding the piano and one holding incense, the three of them said ten thousand blessings to the princes in the hall, and put the piano case. The woman smiled and said: "The snow is in a hurry, and I have neglected all the sons, Mei'er will first make a song to confess." β
Miss Mei'er in Meiyuan is a must in the music workshop, and its weight in the hearts of the literati in the capital even overwhelms her stunning appearance. However, Du Shuyan thought of Duan Zhuang's farewell, and these people around him were their own masters openly and secretly, and he couldn't calm down to listen to the piano for a while, so he sat for a while, and said that it was convenient, and walked out of the grass hall alone and walked to the garden.
There is another small courtyard behind the thatched cottage, and a row of horses is tied in front of the courtyard. Du Shuyan said strangely in his heart: "In the windy and snowy weather, there are still so many people riding out of the city. I couldn't help but sneak closer and look in through the well-packed hedges. The room was quite lively, two girls holding pipa sat down, burying their heads in the moonlit night of the Spring River, and the people in the seat were busy drinking and chatting, and no one was listening seriously. The thin old man wearing a purple belt and pressed edge ink-colored robe on the main seat was whispering and laughing with the white-bearded Taoist chief in the dark green robe beside him, and the clothes of several people under the seat were either purple or green.
"The Yuyu Daoist of the Five Immortal Temple," Du Shuyan frowned, he recognized the green-robed Taoist priest, "He actually took the wind in person, it seems that the Xuangong is not an ordinary person this time." β
He didn't dare to stay long, thinking about how to find out, and walked forward with a stride. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a piano in the grass house on the side of the courtyard, and a man sang in a low voice: "In ancient times, there was no voice, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers would not be peaceful." He Tian leaned on the sword and slashed the stone, and the horse ran with a whip on the ground. Even if Mount Tai is strongly pressed, how can Peng bird fly early. borrowed the majestic wind into billions of trillions, why not be afraid of a journey of thousands of miles. The voice was low, the words were full of spirit, and the song was sonorous and passionate, and Du Shuyan was so proud that he could hear the excitement in his chest, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a good one, why not be afraid of a journey of thousands of miles." β
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the people in the grass house pushed the door out, and when they saw Du Shuyan, they smiled and said, "It's actually a son." β
Du Shuyan saw that it was the man on the horse just now, and he was faintly happy in his heart, and said, "It's hard to help yourself for a while, so I'm disturbing Your Excellency." In the lower Du Shuyan character Xianyan, please ask your Excellency the name of the high surname. β
The man was also quite surprised: "It turned out to be Shangshu Gongzi." Under Xiao Yanran, the word Ning Yuan. β
"Xiao Yanran," Du Shuyan's heart moved, could it be ...... "Your Excellency doesn't seem to be from the capital." β
"Du Gongzi has good eyesight," Xiao Yanran said with a smile, "I was originally from Qingchuan, but because I offended Shangguan, I only got to take refuge in relatives and friends in the capital." β
Du Shuyan said vigilantly: "Listening to what Xiao Gongzi said just now, it seems that you know each other?" β
"Shangshu Gongzi Wenguan Beijing, the holy hand in chess, although he has not lived in the capital for a long time, but the head of the four princes in the capital, how can he not know."
Du Shuyan was very good at observing words and feelings, and he was a little relieved to see his defenseless and relaxed words. Although he secretly reminded himself to be cautious in his heart, he was reluctant to turn around and leave, and hesitated: "Brother Xiao smiled, the rumors in the market are not worth mentioning." I don't know where Brother Xiao lives in the capital? β
Xiao Yanran knew that he had come with his friends, so it was naturally inconvenient to talk here for a long time: "Temporarily borrowed to live in the Jingxi Sanquan Temple." β
Du Shuyan arched his hand and said: "There is a lot of inconvenience today, so I will visit Brother Xiao another day." β
Xiao Yanran said a few polite words, and after seeing Du Shuyan's figure disappear into the grass hall, she smiled coldly and set her eyes on the crowded courtyard next door.
Whether he was suspicious or yearning, after that day, Du Shuyan did not visit Xiao Yanran. The Dao realm that entered Beijing to discuss the appearance of the black dragon, the people who went to Beijing to catch the exam, the core of the regime that had been stagnant for a winter and finally began to function, suddenly erupted with countless information to be processed, until the spring, he almost never left the small study room in Du Mansion.
After answering the last sentence, he handed over the exam paper to the examiner, stepped out of the palace, and saw the pear blossoms flying on the royal street, Du Shuyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered Yunmo to drive the carriage back, and walked leisurely along the long street to Pan's house.
Unexpectedly, just after walking a few steps, the two street officials shouted and surrounded a handsome big black horse, as if they wanted to pull it away, but they did not dare to approach.
Du Shuyan said in his heart, this horse is so familiar, and suddenly he saw a person coming down from the teahouse, leading the horse and apologizing again and again. The two little officials saw that this horse was extraordinary, and they thought that the master would be extraordinary, but they didn't dare to say much, they just thought about sending them away quickly. Du Shuyan's eyes lit up, he hurriedly took two steps, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, don't come to harm?" β
Xiao Yanran didn't know what she was thinking, she buried her head and walked a few steps, and Fang was shocked: "Why is Du Gongzi here?" β
Du Shuyan was asked inexplicably, so he had to say politely: "The pear blossoms are all over the ground, and if you don't realize it, you will abandon the carriage and horse." I don't know where Brother Xiao wants to go? β
Xiao Yanran smiled bitterly: "An idler, just take a walk." β
Du Shuyan said: "The day before yesterday, I wanted to visit Brother Xiao, but I heard that Brother Xiao had moved away from Sanquanguan. β
Xiao Yanran sighed: "I don't know why all the Taoist doors suddenly gather in Beijing, the Taoist temple is full, and I have to move out." β
Du Shuyan naturally knew that it was the case of the black dragon, but he only responded vaguely, and said: "The spring peach wine in the Drunken Immortal Building is good, if Brother Xiao is fine, it is better to talk about it upstairs." β
Out of the corner of her eye, Xiao Yanran caught a glimpse of the flower seller resting in the shadow of the tree, a shadow passed through her heart, she blinked, and said with a smile: "Then the prince of Lao Du will lead the way." β
Du Shuyan felt the strange look in his eyes almost at the same time, chatted quietly with Xiao Yanran in a low voice, and walked along the road towards the Drunken Immortal Tower. The man in the back really pretended to tidy up the few flowers and branches left in the basket, and followed from a distance, and when he saw the two of them going up to the restaurant, he sat in front of the stone steps downstairs generously, and shouted from time to time.
Du Xiao and the two of them had calculations in their hearts, and tacitly chose a single room by the window, tacitly laid out four plates of candied fruit, and chatted about the scenery outside the window tacitly, until Xiao Er sent wine diligently, Du Shuyan said: "Xiao Gongzi has been in the capital for a while, I don't know where to get up?" β
Xiao Yanran said with a smile: "Don't hide it from my son, I only go to Beijing, but one or two old friends in the same comrades, although they also ask people everywhere to do something, and want to find an errand for a nursing home, but the security in the capital is very good, and the current situation is like this, and the big families in the capital are not willing to invite outsiders easily." β
Du Shuyan held the wine glass, looked at him in a coarse old robe, and thought of the strong and bright black horse, and then thought about the first killer who disappeared and the Black Dragon of the Northern Wilderness, and couldn't help but feel that the errand of the hospital sounded a bit mysterious, and replied casually: "Having said that, I don't think Brother Xiao is very anxious. β
Xiao Yanran sandwiched a piece of sour apricot: "I can't be in a hurry, the times are like waves, what good end can I do if I go against the water." β
"But you can compete for the top," Du Shuyan said abruptly, and from Xiao Yanran's mocking smile, he caught a glimpse of a trace of resentment, or rather, a trace of sadness.
Xiao Yanran was taken aback, and she had already lost her temper. This Du Shuyan is not as lofty as a rich man, nor is he particularly attentive, his words are sincere, as light as an old friend, and he goes to people's hearts when he talks and laughs, and he is really a powerful character.
turned his head and wanted to divert the topic, but saw that the flower seller downstairs had disappeared.
"Du Gongzi made an appointment with a friend?" Xiao Yanran put down the cup and placed her hand firmly on the edge of the table.
Du Shuyan picked up a piece of broken silver and put it on the flower stand, and said with a smile: "I thought it was Xiao Gongzi's friend." β
With a bang, the door flew open, and a few purple smoke popped on the upturned tabletop, Xiao Yanran pulled Du Shuyan to turn over and jump down from the window, and landed steadily on the back of the big black horse that swept by.
"Good horse!" Du Shuyan couldn't help but praise.
At noon, there were very few pedestrians on the streets, and a child squatting at the door drinking noodle soup was frightened by the galloping black horse and the masked man who had done great work to drop his bowl.
"The security in the capital is indeed very good," Du Shuyan sighed again.
Xiao Yanran suddenly reined in the horse, Du Shuyan was caught off guard and hit him on the back, and without stepping on the stirrups, he hurriedly rolled off the horse. I saw that the street had ended, and ten paces away the river bank was sparsely willowed, and three masked men were standing on the firewood house, and the crossbow arrows in their hands had been wound.
Xiao Yanran sat firmly on the horse, caressing the horse's neck, and the black horse saw that the water and grass on the riverside were abundant, so he lowered his head and ate the grass, not taking the masked man in his eyes at all.
After a pause, the three masked men slowly took two steps back, jumped off the roof and disappeared into the darkness.
"If you want to be a nurse, you might as well come to Du Mansion."
Xiao Yanran smiled, clenched her fists and said goodbye, and galloped down the alley.
Du Shuyan lowered his head and flicked the ground in front of him with his feet, and an imperceptible golden pattern in the black soil flashed. It was a magic circle all over Shangjing, and as long as the spiritual power fluctuation reached a certain level, it would be triggered, so as not to prevent anyone from casting spells at will in the capital in order to do evil.
"It's well controlled," Du Shuyan spread out his hand, and a barely visible ice crystal fell into his palm and disappeared without a trace.
"Can you find the origin of the assassins?" Du Shuyan held the book and asked without raising his head.
"No," Yunmo untied his cloak and hung it on the screen, "but I heard about a big event." β
"What's the matter?"
"In the case of Zhang Jiefu, King Duan sentenced him to beheading, and he was sent to prison for the autumn decision."
Du Shuyan sneered: "Selling secrets, it should be beheaded, King Duan is really jealous and hateful, and he made a decision immediately." Presumably, the Holy One praised him. β
Yun Mo stood in front of the couch and thought for a while: "Why did Gongzi suggest that His Royal Highness Duan Wang make a quick decision?" β
"Zhang Jiefu is the old man of the prince, after the death of the prince, of course he has to choose another master, he is in charge of the army, naturally he is closer to King Qing, if King Qing intervenes in this matter, but it is a great kindness, do you say that His Royal Highness King Duan is willing to see such a situation?"
"But now the Holy Spirit is clear, no ...... than last winter"
Du Shuyan smiled and clasped the tea bowl with his fingers: "Come in and stand for a long time, don't you see that my tea is cold?" β
Yunmo hurriedly shrunk his sleeves, picked up the warm small handle pot on the stove and made a bowl of hot tea soup for Du Gongzi, and changed the subject: "That Xiao Yanran, I don't know what it is, it's extremely difficult to investigate." β
Du Shuyan suddenly heard this name, his heart skipped half a beat for no reason, he took a breath slowly, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Forget it, most of him is behind the White Horse Division, you shouldn't touch it, just take care of the affairs of the Linglou." β
"It shouldn't be touched." He repeated it to himself, and said in a deep voice, "Explain the details of Zhang Jiefu's case carefully, don't miss a detail." β
About an hour later, a delicate voice outside the house called, "Childe, it's time to change clothes." Without replying, a tall woman walked in with a curtain lifted.
"Ruizhu," Du Shuyan almost choked on and hurriedly put down the teacup, "Can't you let Ying'er report first?" β
"Where is the time," Rui Zhu skillfully shook off his coat, "It's too late, there are many people, and the son complains that he can't be clean." Do you want Poria Akane to accompany you today? β
Du Shuyan thought for a while: "No need, you can prepare men's clothes and follow me." β
This dynasty divides the Goolan tile shop into three categories, one is a brothel, the main business is the business of the people, the officials are strictly forbidden to come and go, the light is fined, and the heavy is the loss of office; The second is the elegant collection, the Furao Pavilion, the Plum Garden, etc. are all of this kind, among which the singing and dancing music Ji are all musical, although the explanatory text stipulates that only the officials are allowed to play before and after the festival, and it is not very strict. The third is a wine shop, with wine and food as the business, and there are also small classes singing, but most of them are men, and there are often Xianggu Liulang mixed in the meantime, which cannot be banned.
This Panjialou is the leader in the wine shop, so today's gathering of the Daomen was chosen here, and it was in the limelight for a while. It is said that it is the Panjia Building, in fact, it is composed of four three-storey small buildings connected to the building, the third of which is the guest building, one of which is the kitchen warehouse clerk's living room, one of the courtyards, at this time the high color building, the lantern torch is staggered like the stars, there are twelve large tanks on all sides, the use of preventing water from leaving, and ninety-nine small tanks, or gilded or colored, pasted with a big red seal, is a good wine to prepare.
At this time, it was still early, and there were only a few beautiful young people singing a little song on the color building. Pan Shiyi, the owner of Pan's house, stood at the gate in person, receiving the distinguished guests who came with the post, if there was no such foot-rich note, it would be the king of heaven, and don't want to squeeze into Pan's house, of course, if you want to get by, you can't escape the eyes that narrowed into a slit on Pan Shiyiyuan's face. The guest house was bustling, the cousins were busy like a swarm of bees, serving food and tea in an orderly manner, and several private rooms with the best locations were still quietly hiding the windows at this time, and the guests who had never had status were always late.
A delicate and low-key carriage slowly drove to the door of Pan's house, Du Shuyan suddenly saw an unexpected figure through the green gauze curtain, he was wearing a luxurious robe with silver silk azure feather pattern, covered with silver gray thin silk, wearing a belt of stone blue embroidered Haidongqing swan-catching pattern, under the narrow sleeves of the left hand to reveal a scratched old cowhide wristband, the long hair was not messy in the bright silver snake pattern crown, the oblique hairpin was a branch of apricot blossoms, the long body was jade, and the posture was handsome, which attracted the ladies in the passing carriage couldn't help but pick up the curtain and peek.
A rich scholar in a brocade coat poked his head out of Pan's house, took the post and said a few words to Boss Pan, before he hurriedly rushed to him, bowed down and said, "Young Master Xiao, I've been waiting for a long time, the general asks you to speak upstairs." Xiao Yanran smiled and nodded, and disappeared into the ornately decorated gate with the scholar.
At this time, the lights were already on, and the lively fireworks broke through the sky.
"There are indeed a few fierce generals under Zhe Keheng," General Qiu, who was sitting on the couch with a big horse golden knife, held the letter in one hand, half-drooping slightly loose eyelids, maintaining the indifference of the superiors, "Zhejia has been fighting horses for many years, and it is time to rest." β
Xiao Yanran stood down with his hands down, nodded with a faint smile, as if he had expected him to say this, "This dynasty has been subdued for a long time, and whether it is a general or a soldier, they should live a peaceful life." β
Qiu Pinghu put down the letter, raised his head and said perfunctorily: "Although Zheliu is gone, I will still try my best to take care of his subordinates, Zhang Yang, you write a letter and arrange a place for him in the Beishan camp." After speaking, he picked up the teacup and motioned to his subordinates to send off the guests.
Xiao Yanran ignored the gesture of Yang leading the way, and sighed: "Beishan Camp, if it is peaceful today, where is the wolf of Beishan." β
When Zhang Yang heard this, he was so anxious that he squeezed his eyes and signaled him not to say much.
Qiu Pinghu didn't hear it, and slowly blew hot tea. Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pulled Xiao Yanran to go out.
"The last general was born at the wrong time, failed to see the heroic posture of the tiger and wolf in Beishan, often admired the heart, today to see the general, since can not come empty-handed, a little light courtesy, an hour later in the courtyard of the color platform, hope that the general smiles."
Qiu Pinghu frowned, and when Zhang Yang came back from sending the guests back, he closed the door, and suddenly snorted from his nose: "He Zheliu is a virtuous person." β
Zhang Yang is a cautious lieutenant who has been with General Qiu for many years, and hesitated at this time: "There are many nobles today, what is wrong with this hairy boy, is it inappropriate for the general to return home earlier?" β
Qiu Pinghu's huge body slowly stood up, loosened his shoulders and back, and walked to the window to look at the colorful stage where juggling was being performed in the courtyard: "If this kid Zheliu is a gift," without waiting for Zhang Yang to speak, he smiled to himself and said, "It's best not to accept it." β
But he took two steps back to the couch, sat down steadily, and drank to himself.
Because Du Shuyan was a registered disciple of the Cangtao Academy of Baisong Mountain, he had to prepare a courtesy and entertained a few words in front of several elders of Baisong Mountain. I went to the seat of the teachers of the Zhengshen Division again, and chatted with the masters of the Xuangong Palace, I didn't want to meet the unsmiling Siduan Daoist of the Zhengshen Division, and I was hungry and sat down to play two games of chess, which was really miserable. It was easy to be called away to discuss the Bright Exercises, and Du Shuyan had a chance to sneak back upstairs, and while burying his head and walking quickly, he was thinking about what good wine and food Yunmo had prepared, but his nose hit a broad and sturdy back.
Xiao ...... Yan Ran," Du Shuyan covered his nose, and a cold light fell neatly on his shoulder.
"Brother Du?" Xiao Yanran had already taken off her silk and dressed neatly, holding a black scarf about for masking in one hand.
"Brother Xiao even knows this avoidance of people, it seems that he has not visited Panjiayuan less," Du Shuyan smiled awkwardly. Xiao Yanran looked at him vigilantly, put the dagger back into his sleeve without changing his face, and saluted as if he had met him by chance. Du Shuyan hurriedly said: "Du is in a hurry to go to dinner, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, Brother Xiao also invites himself." β
Xiao Yanran nodded with a sneer, and actually tied a masked scarf on her own, jumped on the beam, and disappeared in the darkness of the stacked beam.
Du Shuyan found the secret door on the mezzanine passage and entered the room, settled down and silently read the secret letter he had received before, and across the courtyard, a tall figure on the opposite floor caught his attention.
Qiu Pinghu.
A veteran with many military exploits, his status is noble, but he is gradually moving away from the center of power, and he is captive in Beishan to nourish the old man, a majestic tiger who is no longer majestic. King Qing had never had any contact with him, but he suddenly ordered Linglou to pay attention to his movements and wait for an opportunity to win him over, which inevitably made Du Shuyan suspicious.
Rui Zhu skillfully deboned and dismantled a puff pastry braised duck, washed his hands, used chopsticks to clip a small piece in Du Shuyan's plate, poured another cup of wine, and said with a smile: "Didn't you visit a few immortal masters today, and you will be fine?" Why are you worried again? β
The bowl of japonica rice porridge in front of Yunmo was already cold, and when he saw Du Shuyan come in and sit down, he hurriedly picked up the bowl and drank it, and kept taking away the braised duck and rouge goose breast with chopsticks in his hand.
Du Shuyan smiled: "When you grow your body, you are easy to get hungry. He motioned for Ruizhu to sit down and eat.
Behind closed doors in front of Du Gongzi, they are not subordinates, and naturally there are not so many rules. Ruizhu picked up the pine nuts and mixed Ma Lantou, and said angrily: "Pan Jialou's business is too fine, a little fresh Ma Lantou, and there are so many pickled underneath." β
Du Shuyan looked at the carefully stacked stacks of side dishes from dark blue to light green to tooth white, suddenly stopped and got up and said, "You eat first, I'll go out for a walk." β
Out of the room, Du Shuyan condensed a trace of qi from his fingertips, and the thread that only he could see loomed in the air, leading him along the corridor to the third floor on the east side.
The disciples of the families who occupied the third floor have now had dinner, and most of them gather in twos and threes in the garden full of colorful lanterns to talk and listen to the piano, or according to the corner of the hall to taste the Taoist charms, there are few people upstairs. As soon as Du Shuyan stepped on the east building, the qi line swirled, and it seemed that there was an invisible wall in front of him.
"Sealing the boundary," Du Shuyan frowned at the empty room with scattered tables and chairs, took out a jade plate from the sachet on his waist, deliberately hung it in a very conspicuous position, took a breath, and stepped forward.
With a thud, a teacup grazed his sideburns and slammed into the door, and there was a mess in front of him, a masked man and a Taoist priest were fighting together.
He knew the masked man, after all, he was covered with a cloth in front of him, but that man really made the stunned expression on his face a little more real.
The head of the Bixu Dao of the Nine Halls of the Xuan Palace.
The two of them were also surprised. Xiao Yanran glanced at the jade plate on Du Shuyan's waist, and a pair of heroic eyebrows raised impatiently, as if to say, why are you again.
In just a glance, the dust in Bixu's hand had already swept straight towards Xiao Yanran's front door, Xiao Yanran kicked it away deftly, and shouted at Du Shuyan in a deep voice: "Where did you come from, where are you going!" The dagger flipped straight to Bixu's throat.
Du Shuyan pretended to be panicked to dodge, but he had already seen that because of the Shangjing Array, no matter how high his cultivation was, he couldn't show it, but in terms of martial arts alone, it was Xiao Yanran who was stronger.
Bixu took advantage of Du Shuyan's unpreparedness, swept the dust, pulled the jade plate on his waist, waved his hand to break the seal, and jumped out of the window.
Xiao Yanran was so angry that she stomped her feet, and she was about to jump out.
Du Shuyan grabbed Xiao Yanran: "Assassinate the master of the Xuan Palace in public, you don't want to live?" β
"Revenge for your friends, don't miss the opportunity!"
"The general is a cultivator, why not stay in the north to resist the strong army, and the west to chase Pingxia!"
Xiao Yanran was stunned for a moment, and jumped out of the window with her sleeves drawn.
Du Shuyan stood in the room in a daze, feeling anxious and out of shape, and secretly gritted his teeth.
There was an uproar in the courtyard, the golden light of the magic circle had risen to the sky, the cold air was like a knife, Xiao Yanran was holding a cold ice spear, chasing and slashing all over the courtyard. It's not that Bi Xu doesn't want to use mana, but that his own cultivation is too high, and he was sealed to death by the Shangjing Golden Dragon Forbidden Martial Arts Array, and he can't even perform one of the elders, and he is not good at martial arts.
Suddenly, there were clouds on the ground, a sharp wolf howl broke through the air, a huge wolf head grabbed Xiao Yanran, and fell heavily on the pillar, Xiao Yanran saw this wolf head, not shocked and angry, his eyes were wide and almost bloody, regardless of the golden light of the array rune, he stepped on the pillar and flew to stab at Bixu. Bi Xuan smiled evilly, the qi wave was not controlled by the golden light, and with a push of his hand, the wolves pounced on Xiao Yanran in mid-air. Xiao Yanran only had a spear, and in the face of the wolves, he shouted loudly: "Zhong Shuai! The end of the day will avenge you! β
Bi Xuan sneered, and was about to speak, a red Jiao rushed away the wolves, and after the brilliance dissipated, a female general in a silver helmet and red clothes stood proudly with a gun, and the majestic voice upstairs said: "Zhong Shuai's hatred, it's not your turn." β
Qiu Pinghu stood upstairs with the window, shocking in all directions.
Xiao Yanran glanced at the Xuanwu order hanging on the waist of the female general, which was a token that could be used to exert mana in the capital, and was about to step forward with the gun, when he was suddenly dragged from behind, and said in a low voice: "This revenge has been avenged, and if you don't leave, wait for when." β
In a hurry, someone had been dragged out the back door and into the carriage.
"Du Gongzi obstructed twice and three times, what is the matter?" Xiao Yanran pulled down the breath that was sticking to her body and slammed it in front of Du Shuyan.
"Do you have what it takes to get out of the way?"
"You don't need to be nosy."
Du Shuyan was not angry, but said with a smile: "With Qiu Pinghu's ability and temperament, Bixu has no way to survive today, your revenge has been avenged, and the task has been completed, what else is the problem?" β
Xiao Yanran raised her head and glared at Du Shuyan: "Du Gongzi, who are you?" Who do you work for? β
Du Shuyan said: "Who are you?" For whom do you work? β
The carriage was slowly walking through the lively Zhouqiao Street, Du Shuyan raised his hand and knocked on the wall of the carriage, the carriage stopped, and the sound of the coachman getting off the car came from outside.
After a while, someone outside knocked lightly on the carriage, and Xiao Yanran held the dagger in one hand, staring vigilantly at Du Shuyan's actions.
Du Shuyan lifted the curtain of the car, stretched out his hand, and carefully withdrew it.
In his hand, two bowls of cold melon porridge with cool air.
"Do you want honey or hawthorn?"
Xiao Yanran let go of the hand holding the handle of the dagger and snorted lightly: "Who eats so sweet." After taking the hawthorn flavor, he leaned on the carriage to finish dialing it in twos, pushed away the white porcelain bowl, hugged his fists and said: "Du Gongzi, there will be a period later." After speaking, he lifted the curtain and got out of the car, and quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd.
Du Shuyan looked at the crowd and sighed to himself: "He has never met a flower, you are dead with a flower, and now you are ......."
"Childe," called out of the car. It was Yunmo who came in a hurry.
Du Shuyan hurriedly gathered his mind and ordered Yunmo to get into the car, and the carriage moved forward as if nothing had happened.
"Bixu was killed on the spot, and Qiu Pinghu has entered the palace to plead guilty."
"In this way, the next move is easy to go," Du Shuyan nodded with satisfaction, "It's really thanks to this person." β
Yunmo asked curiously, "Childe, who is that?" β
"Your Highness's people," Du Shuyan sneered, "Your Highness is worth the trip, wolf handsome ****, this year-old unsolved case can be solved." β
Five years ago, **** conquered Xirong, encountered a heavy snowfall on the way, and unfortunately died in the northwest. In the past, the border affairs have been desolate for a long time, and the Beishan camp has long lived up to the reputation of the unicorn style and the tiger and wolf. After the court was compromised, he didn't even ask about the whereabouts of the artifact wolf soul in the ****'s hand.
How did the wolf soul get into Bixu's hands? He is a Xuangong Gate person, what does he want to do with the fierce Junmen Mountain wolf soul? How did Xiao Yanran know? How could he force Bi Xuan to use the wolf soul? How can there be a word of revenge for ****?
Xiao Yanran had returned to the Xidao Hall where she was staying at this time, changed into the coarse cloth robe of the past, borrowed three pillars of incense and a small incense burner from the master, and looked north to worship, the shadows of the trees outside the window were sparse, and the bright moon was hanging high.
When the incense burned out, he whispered, "Friends outside the window, please come in." β
A slender figure rolled over and leaped in, and the smoke in the room was slightly swaying. The person who came lifted the hood, it turned out to be the female general just now, this girl has a beautiful appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and is a little more heroic than ordinary women.
"I've seen General Chuying," Xiao Yanran saluted.
Xu Yijun's arrogant stall hand can be regarded as a return gift, although her father-in-law Qiu Pinghu is not as strong as before, but the current queen mother is very interested in her talent, so she trained female soldiers to inspect the inner city, and gave the Beijing Xuanwu order, last year's Qiumingchi competition, the red spear in her hand is even more in the limelight.
Such a person naturally doesn't need to be polite to Xiao Yanran, and gets straight to the point: "Who are you, how do you know about the wolf soul?" β
Xiao Yanran looked at her eyes unceremoniously, and said, "The remnant soul of Baihe, the descendant of Hanshan." β
"Are there any surviving remnants of the White River?" Xu Yijun sneered, "Why haven't I heard of it." β
"The defeated army should be beheaded," Xiao Yanran said softly.
The corners of Xu Yijun's mouth moved, and he sneered: "Then you will tell me about the situation that day." β
Xiao Yanran made a gesture of please, the two sat down one after another, and then talked about the battle in detail in the moonlight, hearing the heavy snow in the White River, Xu Yijun clenched his fists and trembled slightly.
"I took care of the wounded, and I was a little behind, when the blizzard came suddenly, and it was washed away at once, and we killed the war horse and hid in the belly of the horse, so as to avoid freezing to death. Then Xirong raided, and I didn't even experience the death of Zhong Shuai, but ...... When we found Zhong Shuai's body, we found that the wolf soul ring had been lost, and we thought it was taken away by Xirong at the time, but after repeated searches, Xirong was not strong enough to suppress the master of the ownerless wolf soul, but found some other clues. β
"What clues?"
"Someone secretly reported the whereabouts of the Zhenbei Army. So I'm guessing that the person who took the Wolf Soul Ring is the same person who told the story. β
"How did you find out if it was Bixu?"
Xiao Yanran smiled bitterly: "If I have the ability to find Bixu, I won't wait for many years." β
"How can you force Bixu to use the wolf soul? What does he want the wolf soul to do? For so many years, he has not revealed any flaws, which shows that he does not covet the combat power of the wolf soul. β
Xiao Yanran shook his head and said, "Maybe it's to practice the exercises or break the realm, I haven't studied the Xuangong exercises, and I don't know what he is used for." As for how I can be sure that Bixu will release a pack of wolves......" He hesitated for a moment and said, "This is the secret of the wolf soul, few people know it, you can ask General Qiu, the king of the wolves, I think with the friendship between the general and Zhong Shuai, you should be able to know a thing or two." β
Xu Yijun knew that he didn't want to say any more, so he nodded: "I will return to the general." After speaking, he was not polite, and jumped out of the window.
Xiao Yanran pouted and said with a smile: "This girl's temperament is really anxious, isn't it?" β
An emaciated man came from next door, sneering, as if trying to laugh at something, but shut up and got down on one knee.
Xiao Yanran didn't react, because it was not him who was kneeling on the man's knees, but a huge white wolf that appeared behind him at some point.
Bixu's wolf pack was not released by him in a hurry, but was summoned by the wolf king.
Possessed in Xiao Yanran's Canghuo Ice Spear, the Snow Wolf King.
The huge beast was squatting majestically, if it weren't for the fact that this room had already been sealed with a charm, that huge deterrent would have already alarmed the entire guild hall.
"Thank you," the emaciated man whispered, the moonlight shining on his face, it turned out to be the military doctor who followed Xiao Yanran when he was in Tianmen Mountain, "Help me avenge Zhong Shuai." β
It turned out that the person who was in the Zhenbei Army that day was not Xiao Yanran, but Yue Sigui.
Xiao Yanran raised his left hand, and the sleeves of his shirt slipped off to reveal the half-worn calfskin bracers, and when he broke through, Orirokuro personally tied the bracers on him. smiled miserably: "Sword forest sword rain, who has no long-term hatred." β
If the wolf soul ring in the first battle of the white river has a king.
If you are in battle with Rokuro, you will hold the fire and ice spear.
If the Snow Wolf King is not a secret.
If the owner of the Snow Wolf King is still alive.
If...... (To be continued.) )