"Four Modernizations Inn?" Luan Yu was taken aback: "Isn't it just outside the Martial Academy?!" ”

Even more surprising than Luan Yu was Song Zheng, who could almost immediately conclude that Yan Zisheng was Wanyan Yusheng, the sixth prince of Dajin. This Yan Zisheng is erudite and talented, has a wide range of ancient books, and his conversation is also extremely good, he has always felt that he is not a simple person, but he didn't expect to have such a background.

Without waiting for Song Zheng to continue thinking, the monk Huairen over there said: "Yes, although the current Sihua Inn is full of people, there are indeed people secretly guarding it, and they are also masters of tracking and probing, if I am not very cautious, I will also show flaws." But fortunately, I am now sure that the Six Princes live there. ”

"Hmph, this is in Licheng, if it's in Qingzhou, I only need to mobilize three hundred soldiers, and I'll teach this little dog nowhere to escape." Luan Yu said dissatisfiedly, "Now that I have no soldiers in my hands, how can I kill him?" ”

"No soldiers in your hands? Not necessarily, right? Monk Huairen sneered: "The more than thirty martial arts students in your hands are probably still above ordinary soldiers. Besides, there are dozens of people in our sect in Licheng, and if we really want to deal with them, we can also provide solutions. However, this matter is not in a hurry, the assassins of the three princes Wanyan Yudu, or the people of Western Xia, are probably more anxious than us. Let's sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight first! ”

"You're so good at it that even the martial artists have counted it. If it's really time for us to do it, do you still want us to get rid of the golden thief spy immediately in the name of accidentally discovering it? Don't give it to your boss! ”

"What a calculation does not count!" Huai Ren said: "But you have one sentence that is correct, even if you take him, you can't give it to Shangfeng." This Yan Yusheng's identity is not trivial, I am afraid that your boss will not behead him for the sake of the relationship between Daqi and Dajin, maybe he will be sent back to Jinguo, so that he and Wanyan Yusheng will both eat dog, after all, for Daqi, the more chaotic the Jinguo, the better. ”

"Hmph, you can think of this layer, then Wan Yan Yusheng is not a fool, how could he not think of it? If those assassinations can't be hit with a single blow and force him to have no way to escape, he may reveal his identity directly to the official family, and although he may be humiliated, his life can be saved. Won't it fall short when the time comes? Luan was obviously a little dissatisfied with Huairen's approach.

"What do you think?"

"I have my own way, you don't have to worry about it." Luan Yu said coldly: "I will do my best to kill this puppy." You also know that I have made it my ambition to slaughter Dajin in this life, and I will never be soft on doing this kind of thing. Even if he is used by the sect this time, he is willing! ”

"Hehe, since you are also a member of the sect, you can't be considered to use it or not." Monk Huairen said: "This is the information of Wanyan Yusheng and his party, they are all here, you can collect them first." If you need the help of the sect, let me know, and I will let the disciples of the sect listen to you. ”

Song Zheng vaguely saw that Huairen handed a piece of paper to Luan Hui, who took it and held it in his arms.

Judging from the conversation, Luan Hui and Monk Huairen are still relatively familiar, but the two chatted not speculatively, and after finishing their business, the two had nothing to say, and even the scene was not enough. Na Huairen hugged his fists and said: "Then I wish you success!" Then he turned and walked away.

Luan Yu waited for a long time, then took out the piece of paper from his arms, shook it twice, Fang Leng snorted, and said to himself, "I have obviously made up my mind and want me to find a way to do it myself, but you stay out of the matter, but you pretend to explain here for a long time, and you have to pretend to think about me, it's really ridiculous!" No wonder Su Dongpo said, 'It's not poisonous, it's not bald, it's not bald, it's not poisonous.' Turn poison to baldness, turn bald to poison. Poison is bald, bald is poison! 'You bald asses want to make fun of me, but you don't know that you are the biggest fool. Do you think that if Daqi goes to war with Dajin, you will have a chance to restore the country? It's just wishful thinking! ”

When Song Zheng heard this, his heart moved, and he was also a little curious about this so-called law sect. Listening to Luan's meaning, the Law One Sect seems to be a sect under the cover of a Buddhist sect, a remnant of a country that has perished. However, Song Zheng didn't have time to take care of these things, although he guessed that Yan Zisheng was Yan Yusheng, but he couldn't be completely sure. And the piece of paper that Monk Huairen gave to Luan Yue should be able to answer his questions. He thought for a moment and decided to try Luan Hui's skills. This is the night battle that I am good at, and even if I can't get that piece of paper, I should still be able to do it for self-preservation.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng moved his pace lightly and approached Luan Yue. Since he had already dressed up as a poor scholar, he didn't even cover his face, so he leaned straight towards Luan Xuan. He didn't want to take Luan's life, so he didn't use the fish intestine sword on his calf, but held the paper fan inserted in the back of the collar in his hand.

After Luan Shu laughed shamefully, he was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly found that a figure had leaned over unconsciously, less than three feet away from him. Suddenly, Luan Yu was so frightened that he immediately shouted, "What person? Then he quickly took two steps back. He was not prepared for Song Zheng's approach at all, so he naturally wanted to distance himself, wanted to observe, and decided whether he would fight or go.

Song Zheng secretly said that it was a pity, he was going to take advantage of Luan Yu's inattention and knock him unconscious, but now it doesn't seem to be possible. However, this was originally a sneak attack, and he was caught off guard, so Song Zheng also roared and bullied him with a fan.

Luan Yu's foot strength was originally slightly inferior to Song Zheng's, and he retreated backwards, naturally no faster than Song Zheng's forward speed. Song Zheng quickly swept the distance of two zhang and deceived Luan Yu nearly a zhang away in front of him. Luan Yu couldn't, so he gritted his teeth, not only stopped, but hedged towards Song Zheng.

"Good time!" Song Zheng roared in a rough voice again, and with a force under his feet, after the right arm of the fan retracted the ruler, he straightened it directly and swallowed it hard.

In the dark, Luan Yu couldn't tell what weapon Song Zheng was holding in his hand, and hurriedly used his left hand to flick Song Zheng's right wrist, and at the same time, his right hand clenched into a fist and quickly punched out, bringing a commotion - it was the sound of the paper being found. It turned out that because Luan Yu was holding the piece of paper in his hand, he couldn't put it in his arms in a hurry, so he grabbed the corner of the paper in the palm of his hand with his fist, and most of the rest floated out of his fist.

How could Song Zheng not take advantage of such an opportunity? His left hand stretched out, and he also flicked Luan's right wrist, and as he staggered his hands, he finally held most of the paper in his hand. Since both of them were hedged and extremely fast, neither of them had time to make a leg or a kick. However, when the two were about to collide, they still turned sideways in unison, almost brushing the tip of their noses.

After Song Zheng took the information, he didn't stop for a moment, but went directly into the woods and ran to the other side. It was only at this time that Luan Yu realized that only a corner of the paper was left in his hand. He immediately roared angrily and chased after Song Zheng.