A group of officers and men hurriedly chased them into the alleys with torches in their hands, and from time to time they grabbed the passers-by and asked if they had ever seen a man of medium stature and wearing a scarf.

The captured civilians, frightened by the strength of the officers and soldiers, hurried to recall, and then pointed out to the officers and soldiers in the direction where the man with the hat had fled.

The alleys in this Xinliang city were mixed, and when they reached a fork in the road, the officers and soldiers stopped a young girl with a thin figure, who seemed to have never seen such a battle, and when she saw many officers and soldiers, she had already bowed her head in shyness and fear.

The order was sent from above, and the officers and soldiers were in a hurry, and at this time, they didn't care about any feelings of pity and pity, and asked loudly: "Have you ever seen a man of medium stature and wearing a scarf?"

The girl nodded, pointed to an alley facing south, and said weakly, "It seems to be heading that way." ”

A group of officers and soldiers did not suspect anything else, beckoned to everyone, and quickly chased after the alley to the south.

After a while, when the officer and soldier walked away, a man wearing a bib came out of the corner of the alley behind the girl, and the man bent down and bowed his hand, saluted the girl, and whispered: "Thank you for the rescue." ”

Su Yu looked at the man wearing a hat in front of him, hooked his hand at him, and then walked towards a hidden place.

The man's footsteps hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Su Yu didn't seem to have any malice, and helped him point out the officers and soldiers, he raised his steps and followed.

The night was getting darker, and when he reached a dark place, the man saw Su Yu stop, so he asked, "The girl is beckoning, what is the so-called matter?" ”

Su Yu turned around, looked at the man wearing a bib behind him, and wondered, "Who are you?" ”

The man was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Looking at the girl's dress accent, it doesn't look like a local, I don't know who the girl is?" ”

Su Yu saw that the man was vigilant, and said truthfully: "I am Su Yu, a disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, and I came down the mountain to Xichuan, but I just wanted to find an old friend. ”

The man should also be a person who practices martial arts, and when he heard the Tianxuan faction, his vigilance seemed to be a little smaller, and he saluted Su Yu a little apologetically, and said: "I am really forced to be helpless, and it is a little inconvenient to talk to the girl in my lower identity, thank the girl again." ”

With that, the man lifted his hat from his head and turned to leave.

Su Yu glanced at it a few times, and said unhurriedly: "Speaking of clothing accents, I see that Your Excellency is a serious Xichuan person, and now in this Xinliang City, there are not many people who can have the courage to point out serious murder for Lord Yan Po." ”

The man paused, without words, and listened to Su Yu speak quietly.

Su Yu smiled quietly in the night, and said: "In the rumors, someone saw it with their own eyes, it was Liang Hong's people who poisoned Lord Yan Po, and I don't know the person who saw it with my own eyes, but Your Excellency? ”

In this corner, the light from the distant people, and the faint moonlight sprinkled by the moon overhead, Su Yu looked carefully, when she talked about Lao Yan Po, the man's palm was a little unconsciously clenched, and even trembled slightly, and when he heard Su Yu's question, the man did not deny it, but he did not nod his head and admit it.

Su Yu was unhurried, and continued: "That General Yan Po was killed in the mansion, and the person who can see his old man framed with his own eyes must have been in the mansion at that time. But later, as far as I knew, after the old general went, the people who were a little closer to him disappeared inexplicably, and they were scattered, and they didn't know where to go. ”

The more he spoke, the man's breathing seemed to be a little tight, Su Yu approached him, and reasoned eloquently beside him: "Everything seems to be coming to an end in a conspiracy, but at this time, there happens to be such a person, who has been silent all the time, and has lost all the news. That person is Lord Yan Po's favorite and the best second son, Yan Xu! ”

After that, Su Yu saw that the man's body trembled slightly, but he didn't speak, only looked at his slightly lame left foot, and said, "When I chased you over just now, it didn't take too much effort, and later I found out that it was you who acted, and your steps were a little inconvenient." After seeing that you hid in the alley, I also took the time to inquire about the passers-by in the vicinity, and coincidentally, many people here knew that the second son of Lord Yan Po was a cripple. ”

The man listened to Su Yu debunking step by step, and no longer pretended, he simply took off his bib, looked at Su Yu with some resoluteness, and some doubts: "No matter who you are or what purpose you have, I will not be afraid of you!" ”

Su Yu smiled and said honestly: "I said that I came to Xichuan just to find someone." ”

Yan Xu was a little puzzled and asked, "Who is the girl looking for?" ”

Su Yu thought for a moment, and asked towards the Yan Xu: "Shizi Yanzhi, have you seen it?" ”

Yan Xu nodded, "I've seen one or two faces from a distance." ”

When Su Yu heard this, he hurriedly took out a portrait of Tang Fold from his sleeve, pointed his finger at Yan Xu and asked, "Does he look like this?" ”

The moonlight above his head was not very bright, Yan Xu took the portrait in Su Yu's hand, walked to the light from the window of the farmhouse, frowned for a moment, looked up at Su Yu and asked, "Miss Su, which master did you learn your painting skills from?" ”

Su Yu was smart, and when he heard the meaning of Yan Xu's words, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the portrait and said: "This is already the most similar one I have painted, you see, this is the nose, above the nose are the eyes, above the eyes are the eyebrows, and on the hair on his forehead, there is also a Xuan'er." ”

Yan Xu looked at it, blinked his eyes, he stood up after the years, he had lived for many years, and there were so many disciples and children under his hands, and for the first time in the face of an image and the other party's extremely "meticulous" guidance, he was a little incomprehensible, and couldn't help but ask: "It seems that people's noses, eyes, and eyebrows are almost in this position." ”

Su Yu looked at the confusion in the other party's eyes, and no longer pointed, scratched his head, and compared Tang Zhe's face in the air, and finally Su Yu looked, that Yan Xu may not be as knowledgeable and talented as the people in Xichuan rumor, she has already described Tang Zhe's face in her mind as appropriate, and Yan Xu still seems to understand it.

In the end, Yan Xu was a little helpless, so he simply called Su Yu to his hidden residence, and under the lamp, he carefully drew the appearance of the son of the sage king he had seen.

Su Yu watched quietly under the lamp, from the beginning of admiring the exquisite technique of strict order, to the characters on the paper became clearer and clearer, and the smile on Su Yu's face gradually condensed at the moment when he stopped writing.

Under the oil lamp, the person on the painting paper was so familiar, inexplicable, and so unfamiliar, Tang Zhe seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were less cunning and arrogant when he was in Qingyunling, and a little more cautious, as if he was trapped in some solid cage, and he couldn't help himself.

Yan Xu on the side also saw Su Yu's changes, and asked suspiciously: "Yan Zheshizi, but who is Su Yu looking for?" ”

Su Yu looked at the drawing paper and muttered, "He is my relative." ”

So he folded the paper and put it in his sleeve, and turned around to go out.

Yan Xu's mind was flexible, and he roughly guessed Su Yu's intentions, so he stopped him: "I think Miss Su and the vicious and sinister Liang Hong are not all the way, and the son of Yan Zhe is now completely in the hands of Liang Hong. ”

When Su Yu heard this, her footsteps suddenly slowed down, and she was careless, thinking about it, she didn't understand such a simple truth, but she still had a faint feeling in her heart, remembering Tang Zhe's safety.

However, after a little reasoning, Su Yu also knew that Tang Zhe was definitely not in danger of his life at the moment, but now that he was in the hands of Liang Hong, it was also very difficult for him to get rid of Liang Hong's control.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yu calmed down, looked at Yan Xu in the room and said, "Now that everyone in Xichuan has spread the rumors, what are your plans next?" ”

Yan Xu shook his head, "My father's subordinates have either already taken refuge in Liang Hong, or now they have succumbed to Liang Hong's obscenity, my father is dead, and it is reasonable for my eldest brother who does not learn and has no skills to inherit his father's career, but their mother and son are forgetful of their righteousness, and I am afraid that they have already turned their hearts to Liang Hong's side, so I am alone, and I am weak, and it is really difficult to avenge my father." ”

Su Yu secretly admired in his heart, no wonder it was said that Lao Yan Po's favorite was his second son before his death, this Yan Xu's great hatred was in his body, but he was still clear-headed, and he was not carried away by hatred, which showed that he was also a wise person.

"You ...... Alone"

Halfway through the words, Su Yu just wanted to express his personal opinion, but he heard a noisy sound coming from outside the thatched hut where they were, and then the torches flashed, and a group of people quickly surrounded them.

As soon as Yan Xu saw the battle in front of him, he pushed open the window behind the hut, and hurriedly said to Su Yu: "If the girl is smart, run away from this window, and I will go out and fight with them for my life!" ”

As he spoke, Yan Xu really picked up a sword placed on the table, limped and prepared to open the door.

Su Yu looked at the posture and walking momentum of Yan Xu's sword, as if he could do two punches and kicks, but it was indeed a little impossible to fight against the dozen or so people who came around outside with his own strength.

However, in the face of such a scene of bullying the weak with more and less bullying, how could she, Su Yu, be a hero, not to get out of the horse?

While thinking about it, Su Yu let out a low roar behind him, and the sharp long sword was immediately unsheathed, and with a murderous aura of cold light, he walked towards the door.