In the inn room, the sick boy stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the hurried figures outside the window, but his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and his mind did not know what was going on in his mind.

The wide black robe had been removed and replaced by an equally wide white robe, which seemed to be the only way to hide his sick body.

A sound of gentle footsteps sounded, and the second lady in a lilac brocade dress pushed the door in, the long hair that hung down her waist was still stained with a little water droplets, and her whole body exuded a fragrance after bathing.

"Big brother, what do you think?"

"Uh...... You girl, you don't knock when you come in. ”

"It's the eldest brother who doesn't belong to him, and the little sister didn't find it when she got behind her."

"Hehe, yes, if one day the eldest brother really doesn't have to think about anything, he will take you all over the world and see all the mountains and rivers."

"Hmm......... The little sister is waiting for that day. ”

A question and answer may seem commonplace, but for people like them, only God knows when they will be able to truly calm down.

"Then again, these days, you seem to be ...... Yes, it seems that there are more words! ”

"Huh?" The second lady was stunned for a moment, her long eyelashes shook unconsciously, and she tilted her head to look at her brother's side face, and then smiled toothily and said, "Maybe, it's because I'm very happy with you." ”

"Oh?" The sick man was also stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect her to say this, his left arm bar crossed the little sister's shoulder, and he thought about it for a while before he said, "Brother, I hope it's really the case, but if it weren't for the last time your flying flowers bloomed, you would be happy, and you wouldn't speak!" ”

"Uh...... Brother, how did you know? The second lady's expression changed slightly, and the shoulder next to her arm also trembled a little, obviously the sick man told the secret in her heart.

"Hehe......" The boy just smiled and didn't answer, but he thought in his heart that there were senior monks in the later generations of Buddhists who cultivated [Closed Mouth Zen], and he didn't expect that there were similar requirements in the exercises of Daqin.

The second lady just looked at him quietly, and suddenly there was a flash of inspiration in her eyes, as if she had realized something, and gently stroked her forehead and bangs, "Big brother, when did you enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the sect?" ”

"You are really quick-witted, yes, Brother Wei has indeed been to the Scripture Pavilion a long time ago, and on the day I was canonized, the head of the sect personally sent me in."

"I see, the eldest brother has a good fortune.

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

"Son, Doctor He is here." There was a knock at the door, and it was Fauber who was speaking.

"Come in." Childe closed the window with his backhand and sat upright at the table.

Squeak, the door opened halfway, and several figures walked in, all dressed in and wet, and one of them was bulging under the robe, as if he was still carrying something in his hand.

When everyone entered, Fauber was quick and closed the door with his backhand, seeing that he didn't want outsiders to disturb his son-in-law's healing. "Doctor He, did you bring my medicine?" "Yan Gongzi, don't worry, when did I do things go wrong." "Childe, the old slave retires!" The figure changed, like a breeze, but Faber disappeared.

The second lady on the side swept her eyes over the person, and the entourage who was about to think about it felt that two sharp knives had scraped through her skin, and she was uncomfortable. "Zihong, please rest assured, all of them are my henchmen, so you don't have to shy away from it." Dr. He's voice suddenly changed, from an old doctor in his forties to a young voice in his twenties.

When they turned around again, several of the people in the room had changed their shapes.

More than eight feet tall, slender and strong, the original black hair has become a slightly evil dark red, the contours of the facial features are less masculine and more evil, the natural curvature of the corners of the mouth, the eyes have become a little slender, and the complexion is not attached to the previous healthy wheat color, but extremely white, it is really the original sick man, it is Yan Hong.

Look at the side again, the beautiful girl with graceful and jade, purple hair hanging down her waist, who is not Shao Si Ming.

Opposite the two of them, Zhang Xu, with upright eyebrows and a dignified appearance!

This period of change, if it were someone else who was not strong-minded, I am afraid that he would have fainted in fright, but the entourage brought by Zhang Xu still lowered his head dutifully, and his body deliberately retreated a few steps.

Yan Hong took a closer look, but he praised it in his heart, although Zhang Xu's entourage seemed to retreat a few steps at will, but faintly formed a formation, guarding the entire room extremely tightly, at this time, even if it is the eaves, there is a gentleman on the beam on the roof, I am afraid that it will be in a different place in an instant. "Zixu's family members are so handsome."

"Zihong is overrated, but Zihong, your Yin and Yang family's alien technique, is really appalling, it can completely subvert the human body's appearance, and Brother Yan has that old servant, I'm afraid it's not just a simple groom."

"Hehe, Brother Zhang's eyes are as bright as torches......"

The words were only half a sentence, but they stopped there, just poured a cup of tea carefully, and sent it to Zhang Xu's eyes, the two glanced at each other, and some things could only be understood but not spoken.

When Yan Hong lowered his head and drank tea, he was a little glad in his heart, fortunately he let the shadow come all the way in disguise, otherwise something would really happen.

That Fu Bo is the person who is the incarnation of the shadow assassin beside Yan Hong, on Shu Mountain, the reason why the Shushan disciple named Shao Gong did not make a move is precisely because he feels that there is a momentum that secretly locks him, as long as he does it himself, the secret master will definitely intercept and kill him.

"I don't know why Brother Yan was captured by the people of Shushan?"

While Yan Hong was pondering, Zhang Xu was the first to ask.

"It's strange to say, when I was halfway through my journey, I was suddenly intercepted and killed by a group of black-clothed people, and all the disciples of the Yin and Yang family were killed, but I don't know if Zixu knows, what is wrong in Shu recently?"

"Strange?" Zhang Xu frowned unconsciously when he heard this, rubbed his eyebrows with the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, held the teacup with his right hand, and tapped his fingers lightly, and said after a while: "I did receive information about the attack on the children of the Yin and Yang family, but I didn't think it was Zihong at that time, so I didn't care, as for the other ...... There has been nothing unusual in recent days, the only difference is that the Qin army sitting in Chengdu has begun to move frequently, I don't know what the intention is."

"Chengdu?" Yan Hong carefully figured out the deep meaning of these two possibilities, the empire is now trying its best to resist the Huns, and Chengdu is still moving at this time, which is really strange, but it is a pity that Jiang Yu's news did not come directly to him, otherwise he would definitely be able to find out the clues.

"Empire...... It's time to do it! ”

Six words, as if throwing stones in the calm lake water, instantly rippled layer by layer, everyone couldn't help but look sideways, looking at the beautiful purple figure, Shao Si Ming!