"The country of clean water is really so good. Can you be willing, even fearless, by my side?"

The man lifted his scarred face, and there was a whirlwind in his eyes.

The middle-aged official replied: "If I die, the court will be responsible for the future life of my family, and when my child reaches the age of fifteen, I can be honored." It's really worth it to be able to exchange so many things for my broken life. ”

Ghost Xiu moved his wrist, the iron chain rattled, and he was a little annoyed: "It's still these old methods...... What's your name?"

The middle-aged official replied with a smile, "My name is Chu Mo." ”

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In the early morning of this day, Ye Fan went downstairs to have breakfast, and the two upstairs, only Qiao Sandao stepped on it, sat down with Ye Fan, and helped pour wine, the little fox estimated that he slept too late and hadn't gotten up yet. Ye Fan went out alone and walked slowly along the official road to Qiandeng Town.

Walking on the potholed yellow mud road, Ye Fan turned his head to look at the quilt, then turned around and walked back to the inn.

He and a group of people arrived outside the inn at about the same time, and it was the silver-armored military general Yan Lie who had sat down with Xu Yin in the inn a few days ago.

After seeing Ye Fan, who was wearing a white shirt and robe, Yan Li, who was wearing armor, immediately turned over and dismounted, walked quickly in front of Chen Ping'an, and arched his hand: "By the order of His Royal Highness, the one hundred and twenty-seven people who escorted the ghost cultivator Pei Qiancheng to the Jiulong Ridge of Dayan this time have full authority to obey your orders!"

Ye Fan was extremely surprised, he thought that this detention of himself was just a trip as a bodyguard, why did he still obey his command?

The burly general's face was a little tired, he was a bold character honed on the battlefield, and asked bluntly: "When will the lord leave?"

Ye Fan walked into the inn and said, "Right away, please wait for a while." ”

Yan Lie asked, "How many people are there in your group?"

Ye Fan said: "There are three people, but there is also a child among them. ”

Then he thought for a moment and asked, "Will it cause you trouble?"

Yan Lie smiled heartily: "Adults are really good at laughing, now that the biggest trouble in my water purification northern realm has been solved, taking care of a child is nothing." ”

When the silver-armored military general said this, although his face was calm, between his words, there was almost undisguised pride and domineering.

He seemed to have something to say to Ye Fan, and proposed to go on an official road with Ye Fan, Ye Fan had nothing to do, after the two of them and everyone opened a distance of more than ten steps, Yan Lie leaked the secret of the sky, and said softly: "My lord, what I want to say after that, it is only after His Highness's instructions that I dare to say it to my lord, with His Royal Highness's identity and character, I will never deceive you, so these words may not conform to the adult's pre-conjecture, but please rest assured, it is absolutely true." ”

After Ye Fan thought about it, he nodded.

Yan Lie pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke: "Don't hide it, more than a month ago, General Yuwenrong was transferred from the south to the north by His Majesty, and it was indeed for the purpose of this encirclement and suppression of the Eight Extremes.

Ye Fan thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Entering Beijing to serve as the secretary of the military department, even if it is a general at the beginning of the town, it also belongs."

Pingtuo, the military department of the Pure Water Country, is a real court, a seat that many generals dream of, as expected, His Majesty wants General Yu Wenrong to throw out of the frontier vortex, giving him a chance to protect himself and retire in his old age. ”

"Still. Ye Fan continued: "If General Yuwen wants to leave the southern border where he has taken root for generations and go to Jingshi, how can it be regarded as leaving his hometown, with General Yuwen's age, and the identity of the Dinghai Divine Needle in the south, Your Majesty's move is somewhat meaningful." ”

Yan Lie was originally a serious and rigid person, and he paid more attention to the set of monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons than Confucianism, but this time with the instructions of His Royal Highness, coupled with the fancy of this person's identity, many of the inside stories of the pure water country that would not be confessed to others before were killed, and Yun Qingfeng said it lightly.

Although the scope of encirclement and suppression of the Eight Extremes is very wide and there are many people dispatched, the overall situation has been decided, and there will be no mistakes in the step-by-step process.

And a few days ago, in the Qiongtai Mountain Boundary, the battle between Xiao Yingyan and Pei Qiancheng was both defeated, and it damaged the foundation of the national transportation in the northern border of Pure Water, and the ghost thing that was imprisoned in the carriage was the ghost at that time. His Royal Highness has been plotting for this for five or six years, and has used a large number of secret forces of the Pure Water Country, as long as he successfully escorts the ghost to Jiulongling, in the eyes of the court and His Majesty, this is an immortal achievement, which is tantamount to a military general to expand the territory for thousands of miles, the reason why this burden is handed over to Ye Fan this time is because His Royal Highness wants to leave to clean up the mess of the Eight Extremes, and second, he wants to use this to make some connections with Ye Fan, after all, even the national teacher has to bet on Ye Fan, and his Gongsun Che's pattern can be higher than that of the national teacher?

In the morning light, the two walked on the official road, Yan Lie chatted very casually, and regarded Ye Fan as an equal, and he was not abnormal because of the confrontation in the inn a few days ago.

After that, Ye Fan barely spoke, mostly listening to Yan Lie's explanation.

When Ye Fan and Yan Lie were talking outside.

Inside the inn, the atmosphere is eerie.

Song Zongren leaned against the door, and the lame old man was smoking a dry cigarette while drinking a little wine.

The entire inn lobby can only sit one table of guests, Little Fox, Qiao Sandao, and Song Yanqiu, they don't drink, they just order a few dishes with the inn, and the store guys are also hungry, seeing that there is still a vacant seat left, they asked a few guests, and then they sat at a table with the three of them to eat, and they didn't pick up the dishes, just picked up the white rice in the bowl.

In addition to the sound of picking vegetables and chewing, there is no sound in the inn, and the dripping water can be heard.

When Ye Fan returned to the inn, it was already the end of the hour, and only the shopkeeper was left on the first floor with an abacus at the counter.

Seeing Ye Fan come back, Song Zongren took the initiative to invite Ye Fan to drink, but he didn't chat much, each drank their own, and after drinking, Song Zongren shook the pu fan at the counter, muttering in a daze about dreams that others couldn't understand.

Ye Fan went to the second floor to pack his luggage, Song Zongren suddenly had a huge wine burp, Ye Fan was a little helpless at the time, he didn't understand why a genius of the sect who had achieved cultivation had to live like this, Ye Fan had seen and heard along the way, the so-called masters, he had seen a lot, but no one was so unsophisticated, he was scared by some ordinary people, calculating the gains and losses of the transaction of a few pennies, even Ye Fan couldn't help but think, what a weirdo.

Yan Lie and Ye Fan understood, saying that the mission escorting Pei Qiancheng would not leave until the end of noon, so that Ye Fan did not need to worry.

During this period, he packed his things, and Ye Fan sat with Qiao Sandao

Drinking on the stone table in the courtyard, Qiao Sandao didn't hold back a word for a long time, and finally only said that he hoped to see Song Yanqiu every day.

Ye Fan asked him why he liked that girl so much, Qiao Sandao thought for a long time, and only said that Wang Ba looked at the mung beans and looked at them.

Ye Fan was choked for a long time, and then jokingly asked him how much he liked her, Qiao Sandao was a little at a loss, and said that it was like that, but she couldn't see others bullying her.

Ye Fan is completely out of line.

Later, when he went upstairs, Ye Fan put Jiuxiaotian on the table, pulled out the scabbard, and looked at the extremely slight crack in the center, feeling a little distressed.

I feel sorry for the damage of Jiuxiaotian, and I feel sorry for the money needed to repair the sword body, and I listen to the cultivation of Wudao, at least the least, and it will take more than 100 Ziyun coins to completely repair the damage.

It's no wonder that when it comes to cultivation, it is the work of eating mountains of gold and silver, and no one can talk about their own money so much that they can't spend it.

Ye Fan took out the bag of purple cloud coins from the jade plate again, poured it lightly on the table, and accumulated one by one, stacking them into a small mountain, which was less than a slap high, and Ye Fan sighed again.

Ye Fan was in the inner world of the Nine Heavens Sword, and learned a refining mantra from Ye Roujia that seemed to be superficial, but was actually very orthodox, and then refined a Purple Cloud Coin, but it took a cup of tea, and wisps of purple qi attached to the Nine Heavens Sword, and the wisps of cracks were attached to the body of the Nine Heavens Sword, and the wisps of cracks were attached to it in an arc invisible to the naked eye, which was a bit magical.

There was nothing to clean up, and after staying in the house for a while, Ye Fan walked to the shopkeeper and took out the silver that had been prepared a long time ago, Song Zongren did not shirk it, this bit of silver, more than twenty taels, since the life-saving benefactor in front of him was willing to give it, he had to accept it. After hesitating for a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Ye Fan Shaoxia, if you can, I hope you can take my sister to Dayan together." The Eight Extremes Temple was destroyed, and the imperial court had some affection for us surviving monks, and I didn't kill them all, I said hello to the Xuanzi Sect Fenglei Pavilion at the end of Dayan, and they were willing to take Qiu'er under the door, but I was never at ease when she went alone, so I wanted to bother the young man once. ”

Ye Fan almost didn't hesitate, nodded directly and agreed, and then stretched out his hand with a smile.

Song Zongren's face was full of doubts.

Ye Fan said with a smile: "Take care of Miss Song's remuneration, I don't have twenty taels of silver, I won't do it." ”

Song Zongren laughed heartily, slapped the silver heavily on Chen Yefan's palm, and was overjoyed, "I went, I never thought that Shaoxia was still a mercenary trader!"

Ye Fan really put away the silver and quipped: "Why is it a philistine, this is called making money." ”

After everyone had breakfast and packed their bags, the horses' hooves on the official road outside the inn became clearer and clearer.

Parting is imminent.

Song Yanqiu, who had packed his bags, stood at the door, looking calm, but as long as he looked closely, he could see traces of reddish eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the collapse of the Eight Extremes, or because of the pain of being uprooted from home and far away from relatives.

The official road outside the inn was already dusty.

The silver-armored military general and a civil official-looking official dismounted together and came to the gate of the inn to greet Ye Fan and his party.

Song Zongren said to Song Yanqiu to be careful on the road, and he choked up and couldn't speak.

The woman's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and turned around, no longer looking at her brother's sad face.