This day seems to be ordinary, but it is not ordinary.

It has been rainy since the morning, close to the suburbs of Yangzhou City, a grass hut, where some passers-by take shelter from the rain and rest.

Mei Luochu and the three of them were also among them, looking at the Luoyang military formation from afar, their brows furrowed.

Jiang Boping bit the dry food in his hand and swallowed it raw.

"Brother, come and saliva." A man sitting next to him handed over a bowl of water.

Jiang Boping was stunned for a moment, smiled coldly, and drank it all.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname, where you are from, you must be a famous family." The man has slightly frosty temples and a black silk dress, although he is older, he is also very handsome.

"......" Jiang Boping was just about to speak, but Mei Luochu, who sensed something, stretched out her hand to stop him.

"I don't know the name of my predecessor?" Mei Luochu asked.

"Hahaha, old man Liu Chengfeng." Liu Chengfeng saw that several people were very alert, and laughed loudly.

Mei Luochu stared at Liu Chengfeng for a while, shook her head, and sat down.

Lan Qiuxuan didn't care about this, he was more concerned about the situation in Yangzhou.

"How many of you are going to Yangzhou to join in the fun? Coincidentally, the old man heard that there was a big beauty in Yangzhou, and now the two armies are meeting each other, all because of her, and she should not be a vulgar fan, I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of stunner it is, and it has cost the lives of so many people. Liu Chengfeng doesn't care whether others listen to it or not, he just talks about himself.

"The seniors misunderstood that I was waiting, we passed through Yangzhou, heard about the war, and only stayed for a few days. It's not about looking for flowers and willows. Lan Qiuxuan explained with a smile, thinking to himself that this person was not a flower thief?

"Hahaha, no, no, in fact, this old woman has heard of it for a long time, but I haven't seen it, and it is not in vain that I came all the way to Yangzhou to see it with my own eyes, although this is not a serious matter." Liu Chengfeng said.

Mei Luochu felt more and more interesting about this person.

"I said old man, what are you making a fuss about, you can't die in Yangzhou." Several men standing in the distance were a little impatient when they heard Liu Chengfeng's words.

"Wei Wen, don't talk nonsense, seniors, discipline is not strict, disrespectful and disrespectful......" "Shang Zheng hurriedly wiped his buttocks, the truth that he must lose if he talks too much in the rivers and lakes Shang Zheng couldn't be clearer, there will never be ordinary people alive on the rivers and lakes.

"It's okay, I don't think a few of them came in a hurry, I think they are also near Yangzhou." Liu Chengfeng saw that a few people had a chivalrous demeanor, and probably guessed one or two.

Mei Luochu on the side smiled evilly.

"We are disciples of the Momen Moxia Sect, and we were ordered by the master to come to Yangzhou." Qin Cheng didn't dare to let Wei Wen speak anymore, this guy was too impulsive, so he hurriedly said nonsense, anyway, let others think that we were just small characters, so it shouldn't cause any suspicion.

Liu Chengfeng squinted his eyes, suddenly flashed, slightly startled, shook his head and sighed.

"I can't imagine that after many years, I can see the sword born again, and I have a dream in life......"

These words immediately stunned everyone present, Wu Yiwen heard this, he was distracted, not good, I was afraid that I had met an acquaintance, but I couldn't remember who this old guy was.

"He, he, he...... He...... It is...... Cadre Wu Yi asked......"

"It's actually Mowen Valley......"

"Oh my God... How can it be... They never ask whether the rivers and lakes are right or wrong......"

"It won't be a ...... impersonation"

"Impossible, look at the sword in his hand, it is absolutely extraordinary, what the old man said is true......

Everyone immediately blew up and talked about it, some people didn't know what to communicate again, and some people worshipped it...... Everyone has their own thoughts......

Chang Dan panicked all of a sudden, and it was really unbearable to become the focus of the audience all of a sudden.

Wu Yiwen calmed down, patted Chang Dan on the shoulder, and stepped forward.

"That's right, I am the seventeenth valley master of Mowen Valley, Wu Yiwen, the eldest disciple of the Xia Sect." Anyway, raise your hands and deter the audience! Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound, and secretly watched this good show.

"The lord of the valley is so majestic. Why, Yizong didn't come? Liu Chengfeng snorted coldly.

Wu Yiwen turned his head to look at Liu Chengfeng and walked towards him.

"I'm not going to get to the point of asking the old-timers for advice. Could it be that the old-timers are from the Yizong? Wu Yiwen was a little apprehensive in his heart, he vaguely felt that this old man seemed to have something to do with the Yiyi Sect.

"Since ancient times, the cadres have become a pair of Mo evil, and now that they are in power, Mo Xie is lost, and its power must be much less than before." Liu Chengfeng said.

Mei Luochu heard that this was a pun, and felt bad, so she stepped back. Seeing this, the others also hurriedly retreated, and there was no sound except for the sound of rain.

It was quiet for a while.

"Even if the evil is gone, I will be as proud as the leader! Why not. Wu Yiwen looked at the sword in his hand and said.

"Oh? But you heard me clearly. Liu stood up suddenly. Spread your hands and laughed.

Wu Yiqian realized that he had said the wrong thing. He opened his mouth, but he didn't want to argue.

Shang Zheng chuckled in his heart, feeling that something had fallen.

Mei Luochu gave Lan Qiu a look, and Lan Qiu understood it.

"Hey, I see that this light rain doesn't stop, we can't wait here all the time, I look at that, take advantage of it now, go directly to Yangzhou City."

"That's exactly what I mean." Liu Chengfeng glared at Wu Yi and asked. He threw the bowl on the table and headed towards Yangzhou.

Mei Luochu also hurried to follow.

Wu Yiwen's face was a little ugly, but he still didn't remember, who was this, and there were few people who knew the general...... Either the dead man who had seen the last glance or the dead man who had seen it twice.

"Valley Master, let's go too." Shang Zheng blinked.

"Seniors, but they had a holiday with Mowen Valley? Why is it so humiliating? Mei Luochu shouted after Liu Chengfeng.

"If there is no holiday, the old man just can't look down on those who claim to be upright and gentlemen."

"Hmm......" Mei Luochu's eyes flew, and the secret path became more and more interesting.

The drizzle ink dots the mountains and rivers, the grass is green, the bluestone is new, and the pedestrians return.

"Senior, you mentioned Yizong earlier, forgive the younger generation for being young and lonely, please don't hesitate to give advice." Mei Luochu spoke respectfully.

"Oh, hehe, when the old man was young, there were two branches of this Mowen Valley, one Moxia Sect, one Moyi Sect, and the two helped each other, so that Mowen Valley was very prosperous for a while, if it is not counted as the Sanqing Palace, it is also as Wu Yiwen said, proud of the others, but later, the sixteenth valley lord died of illness, and the two big disciples clashed in order to compete for the position of the valley master, attacked each other, and both were defeated, Xiao Changce, the eldest disciple of Moyi Sect, was defeated and retreated, and led Yizong to leave Mowen Valley, Wu Yiwen naturally became the valley master of Mowen Valley." Liu Chengfeng said as he walked, and after walking two or three steps, he looked at the sky, his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Mei Luo and the others listened to it, and they all regretted it. Suddenly, Mei Luochu suddenly understood why Mo Wengu had always adhered to the bottom line of not asking about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, it turned out that he had more than enough heart and not enough strength, in the final analysis, even if Wu Yi asked willingly, but would he do it?

The blade of fame is not thirsty for blood, like flower dung.

Mei Luochu still wanted to ask, but seeing that Liu Chengfeng had already quickened his pace, he knew that he didn't want to say any more, so he had to give up, hurriedly caught up with a few people, and went to Yangzhou.

A few people in Mowen Valley, who were hanging far behind, were silent all the way, Wu Yiwen's face was uncertain, Chang Dan was full of thoughts, and the four heroes didn't dare to talk more, and a few people were like this, and the chill was deep.

Chang Dan secretly glanced at Wu Yi and asked, thinking to himself, is he good or bad, just now that person clearly pointed out that he was killing with the same door, the cadre will be, Mo Xie is lost, where did Mo Ye go? Who is in control? Could it be Yoshizong?

A series of questions were held in Chang Dan's mind.

"Grab your sword." Wu Yiwen's thunderous voice frightened Chang Dan almost to fall, he hurriedly clenched the sword in his hand, reclined behind his back, and followed closely behind him.