"After the catastrophe three years ago, Moxia Villa lost an important book, but by chance, I found a small secret room in Moxia, and what was placed in the secret room was the prophecy of the ancestor."

"So the prophecy—"

"In the year of the North Moon Wanli Year, prosperity is confined to the troubled times, there are extraordinary and beautiful people, the lord of the Snow Pavilion, the teacher of the great country, the strange sound of the rivers and lakes, this woman is now, the world is in chaos, and the woman has to cross the world."

For a long time, no one spoke, and this prophecy brought the same shock and fear to everyone, and they all knew how terrible it would be if it were true, and now it seems that everything is close to what the prophecy says. But Beichen opened his mouth to break the silence: "It's just a prophecy, and looking at the current situation, it's not - and this prophecy, Tang Juan, are you sure that it was left by your ancestors?" ”

"I am sure that there is a personal seal and mark of the ancestor on it, and no one knows it except for the person of the end of the day." Tang Juan confirmed.

"Believe it or not, it's always good to be on guard, she has a special identity, we can't act rashly, let's see what she will do." Bei Duqing's wound has been bandaged and his clothes have been pulled on.

"Well, Tang Xuan, you go to check from Moxia Villa, Lou Wange knows your grandfather, and he must have something to do with Moxia. In addition, if you want to entrust Lou Wange, I will ask someone to bring it for you. ”

"Okay, I just happened to be confused."

"The evening song on this floor, there are really too many unknowns, fourth brother, that Liu Ruji in the palace, why don't you go and see it——"

The afternoon sun was exceptionally warm, and the entire imperial capital was in a bright and joyful state, but under this calm and wave-free situation, how many schemes and thoughts could not be hidden.

Tang Xuan's news soon spread to the evening song of the Hanxue Pavilion, and the evening song of the building was everything in expectation, but Liu Ruji was a variable that she didn't expect: "Green dye, go and check, how to contact the South Pavilion and act secretly." ”

"Yes."

Walked to the desk, cut a small piece of letter paper, dipped it in ink, gently dried the remaining ink on the paper, came to the window to call the carrier pigeon, stuffed the note into the small bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg and flew away, and watched the carrier pigeon fly to the palace: now there is not enough manpower, so I can only lend Yunluo for use, and the matter of Yunluo should also be dealt with.

Removing a jar of wine from the wine shelf, Lou Wange took a wine glass at random and poured it full, looking at the wine in the cup, she couldn't help but feel sad and nostalgic: this time to break the Wushan operation, none of the people sent survived, only Meng Sanyi still had a whole corpse, she felt sad, the life and death of the people who were treacherous, she never couldn't help herself, and she would remember those who died for her plan. A glass of wine in her stomach, the burning sensation spread from her throat to her whole body, she is not a lover of alcohol, but sometimes, she needs such a burning to make her more sober-

Suddenly, there was a noise downstairs, Lou Wange pushed open the door and looked downstairs, only to see a man in black stopped by the people of Hanxue Pavilion, looking at his appearance, he was going upstairs, was he looking for her? My intuition told me that the man in black was not simple, and after a little thought, he went downstairs to the man in black to ask what was going on.

"You all disperse," Lou Wange said to the man in black, "Look at your appearance that you want to go upstairs?" Are you looking for me? ”

The man in black looked up: "You are Lou Wange, right, I am indeed looking for you." ”

"Okay, you come with me." Turned around and led the way upstairs: "I'll call Qingqiu to come up later." He commanded to the people of the Cold Snow Pavilion behind him.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" casually led the man in black into a room and said.

"Broken Wushan, the matter of the South Pavilion." The man in black was indifferent.

Lou Wange raised her eyebrows, obviously this aroused her interest: "Oh, people from Nange, you should tell me what you want to talk about." ”

"Nange was originally an organization specializing in collecting information on the rivers and lakes, buying and selling information, and never participated in any disputes and contradictions in the rivers and lakes, but just a few years ago, the nature of the South Pavilion suddenly changed, and it became someone else's thug and a tool for others to use."

"By someone else—"

"My brother is the master of the South Pavilion, called Dan Jue, a few years ago, he fell in love with a woman, Liu Ruji, since then, the South Pavilion is no longer our brother's South Pavilion, it has become that woman South Pavilion, what does that woman call my brother for, my brother does it, these years, burning, killing and looting, there is no South Pavilion that has not taken over. At first, I was persuading my brother to be restrained, but later, the personnel of the South Pavilion also began to change a lot, and my brother stopped listening to me. The man in black said in a whisper, he could see his despair and helplessness, otherwise, it would be impossible to tell these things when he saw Lou Wange.

Lou Wange nodded, but he didn't care about his specific reason, from his words, many things have an eyebrow, Nange must be Haimi's base in the imperial capital: "Then do you know, who arranged Liu Ruji, and what did Nange do?" ”

"I, my brother only believed that woman's words, never believed me, and I didn't talk about Nange, and I didn't know, I only knew that Nange had participated in several assassinations, and he also helped collect a lot of information from the court, and else-"