On the banks of the Yellow River, Luoyang City.

Compared with the heavy snow and cold wind howling in Jinju, it is a sunny day in Nakju, and the warm sun shines on the body, and the heat seems to be able to penetrate the bottom of my heart. Although Luozhou is not in the front line, the war in Jinzhou still makes the people a little nervous and depressed, and now with the defeat of Yuwenyong, all the haze has disappeared, and Luozhou has also recovered a little warm.

Xu is the brutal killing in the past few days, which made Gao Xing's heart quite uncomfortable, and he once doubted the meaning of his actions over the years, but along the way, he saw more and more miserable lives of the people at the bottom of the villages, towns, cities and counties, and his happy mood became heavier and heavier, and the hesitation in his heart gradually dissipated.

Entering Luoyang City, looking at the streets where pedestrians are obviously sparsely populated, looking at the faces of the people with vegetables, he sighed happily, and his dark eyes seemed to be deeper, but there was a trace of sadness and compassion flashing in its depths.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. In troubled times, human life is not as good as dogs, this rotten country exists for a day, and the suffering people suffer for a day, since they have the ability, why not end it? Even if you are infamous and your hands are stained with blood, what is it?

I found a good inn in the city, asked for two upper rooms, happily freshened up a little, washed away the smell of dust and servants on my body, changed into a simple white coat and walked out, and gently knocked on Wu Zhao's door.

The door squeaked open, and Wu Zhao's beautiful face appeared in front of him, and he didn't speak, just looked at him suspiciously.

Although these days have been getting along day and night, this face has been seen countless times, but I still have to praise it secretly.

If Zhang Rong's beauty is a mature ten thousand styles, Wushun's beauty is gentle like water, moisturizing things silently, Zhang Lihua's beauty is the mystery of holding the pipa and half-covering her face, Lu Han's cold and arrogant, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, not fireworks in the world, Yang Lihua is like Qiu Ju, elegant and strong, then Wu Zhao is as dazzling as the moon, and her body is full of outstanding temperament, which makes people dare not ignore it.

Happy and admired in his heart, but the expression on his face was still warm like a warm spring breeze, "Miss Wu, you rest here for a while, and I'll go out to do something." As he spoke, he arched his hand happily, and turned around and went downstairs without waiting for Wu Zhao to speak.

Out of the inn, happily discerning the direction a little, he drove towards the Luozhou Thorn Mansion with ease. The habits of the profession, coupled with the six senses that are far beyond ordinary people, although he has only been to the Luozhou Thorn Mansion once, the location is clearly imprinted in his mind. Shaoqin, happy appeared outside the Assassin's Mansion.

"This son, I don't know what to say?" Although the white clothes on his body are not very gorgeous, he is long and jade, handsome, and temperamental, and the doormen do not dare to look down on him.

"There is a big brother of the labor officer army, I am asking to see Lord Thorn Shi Dugu, please pass it on." He smiled happily and gently, clenched his fists, and then took out a delicate greeting from his bosom and handed it to the doorman.

Happy and mild, the doorman did not embarrass him, took the post, said "later" and went to the house.

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Seeing that he was happy to leave in style, Wu Zhao couldn't help frowning, and it wasn't just that he was annoyed because of his happy attitude. Just as she was about to close the door and go back to rest, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw a gray shadow appear on the street in front of the inn. Wu Zhao's eyes froze, his expression moved, and he quickly returned to the house to change into a gorgeous green shirt, dressed as a man, and then quickly left the inn.

Wu Zhao walked out of the inn, looked around, and saw a gray figure at the end of the street on the right turning unhurriedly to the right. Wu Zhao remained silent, did not rush to catch up, but walked leisurely to the right, leisurely like a rich boy on the street.

Walking through the streets and alleys, it seemed aimless, but Wu Zhao unconsciously left the downtown area and came to an ordinary house on the edge of the city. First, after carefully probing, after making sure that no one had an idea about him, Wu Zhao lifted the hem of his clothes, his feet were forced, and he rose into the air and fell into the courtyard with a "rub".

Wu Zhao stood firm and looked around, the courtyard was not big, it looked very ordinary, and there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man standing in the center. Seeing Wu Zhao, the man had no words, pulled the corners of his mouth, and made a gesture of please.

Wu Zhao understood, nodded slightly, and took a big stride, following the direction pointed by the middle-aged man to a side room, without the slightest hesitation, Wu Zhao pushed the door and entered.

There was a gray-clothed man standing in the room, not tall from the back, even a little stiff, with silver hair, as if he was an old man of no small age.

Hearing the door, the man in gray turned around, his face was not full of ravines and weather, but his face was full of red light and a smile. At first glance, he looks like a gentle, ordinary old man, but his eyes that shoot a dazzling light between opening and closing make people shudder.

Looking at the man in gray, Wu Zhao said with some surprise: "Master, why are you here?" As he spoke, Wu Zhao saluted respectfully.

"What, don't you want to come as a teacher?" The gray-clothed old man raised his eyebrows and pretended to be displeased.

Wu Zhao shook his head lightly and said: "The disciple didn't have this intention, it's just a trivial matter here, and the master came in person, isn't it a bit of a fuss?" ”

"Definitely!" The gray-clothed old man shook his head, the smile on his face subsided a lot, and said with some seriousness: "I have been defeated by the Moon Worship Sect several times, and even you are not his opponent, how can this be a trivial matter?" ”

Wu Zhao was silent, and she knew clearly the hatred between the Lunatic Cult and Happy. She is also angry about the defeat at the hands of happiness. She has only been in the Lunatic Cult for three years, and she has practiced the secret book of the Lunatic Cult "Flying Stars and the Moon" in a small way, and the younger generation has few opponents. However, when he was out of his mind, he not only failed to kill him, but was seriously injured and dying.

"Now the Sui King Gao Changgong is regent, and the power of the court is in his hands. The King of Sui is already very prestigious, and now he is strong and strong, I am afraid that he will soon win the world, maybe we need to make some preparations for this! The old man in gray said solemnly.

Originally, the Lunatic Cult was to support Gao Yanzong to ascend the throne and become the emperor, and then with the help of the royal power to eradicate the happiness and maximize its own interests, but the happiness suddenly came out, and it turned the tide, defeating Yuwenyong's 300,000 army in one fell swoop, pushing the prestige of the King of Sui to the peak, and Gao Yanzong was completely hollowed out and became a puppet.

Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows and said hesitantly: "Master means that we want to cooperate with Xingxing?" ”

The old man in gray nodded and said, "Cooperation is not impossible. Seeing that Wu Zhao was a little surprised, the old man in gray looked out the window with his hands in his hands, and said slowly: "Although we have a grudge with Happy, we are not at odds with each other. There are no eternal enemies or eternal friends, only eternal interests. This is especially true for organizations. ”

Wu Zhao's body shook slightly, her lips pursed, and her breathing was slightly disordered, obviously the words of the old man in gray gave her a great shock. You must know that Happy kidnapped the leader of the Lunatic Cult, and even killed many people in the Lunatic Cult, and many people in the sect were eager to swallow him alive. However, in the eyes of the old man in gray, those hatreds seemed to be nothing at all.

In the past three years, Wu Zhao has also been exposed to some things in the teaching, and he also has an understanding of what the old man in gray said, but he can't fully agree with it for a while, after all, no matter how calm and wise she looks out, she is actually just a twenty-eight-year-old girl.

"Although we may cooperate with Happy Happy, that doesn't mean we're afraid of him." As he spoke, the gray-clothed old man suddenly exuded a surging momentum, swept away like a fierce hurricane, making Wu Zhao breathe for a moment, and his face was a little unnatural. Fortunately, this momentum only disappeared in an instant, and the old man in gray returned to his normal appearance.

"As a teacher, I want to be happy to see how powerful he is. Only when both sides are at the same height can we better cooperate and obtain the greatest benefits! ”

"What does Master want me to do?" Wu Zhao calmed down and asked respectfully.

The old man in gray replied, "You follow Happy first, and if we cooperate in the future, you will be the representative of the Lunatic Cult." After a pause, the gray-clothed old man continued: "I am happy to go to the Assassin's Mansion, I think it is to persuade Luozhou Assassin Dugu Yongye to integrate all his strength for Emperor Gao Changgong!" ”

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Standing happily and quietly in front of the door of the Thorn Mansion, enjoying the warmth of the sun, it didn't take long for him to hear the sound of rapid and powerful footsteps. Inside the gate of the Assassin's Mansion, Dugu Yongye came out with a group of officials, and from afar, his angry voice came: "I don't know that the Duke of Beiping County came from afar, and he lost his welcome, and he lost his welcome!" ”

"General Dugu, you are too polite, how can you be a boy, should you greet him in person?" Happy walked up a few steps quickly, with a smile on his face, and saluted respectfully.

"Deserved, deserved!" Dugu Yongye laughed and lifted his happy arm, "General Gao is brave and unparalleled, turning the tide and defeating hundreds of thousands of Yuwen Yong's troops, it's really exciting!" Such a great achievement, even the old man admired it very much! ”

Dugu Yongye's voice was full of excitement and joy, and his eyes were full of appreciation and joy when he looked happy. After the fall of Jinzhou, Dugu Yongye once wrote a letter asking for reinforcements, but Gao Wei ignored it, and later gave him a name of rebellion, which made this loyal veteran feel depressed.

Some time ago, when I first heard that I was happy to break the Zhou army, Dugu Yongye didn't believe it, and then I was happy to expel the Zhou army in one fell swoop, Yuwen Yong died of illness, Dugu Yongye was relieved and happy, but also couldn't help but sigh that the future was terrifying. Because of this, Dugu Yongye did not hesitate to be identical and went out in person to greet the joy.

"General Dugu praises falsely, they are all soldiers with their lives, the army and the people are united, and the role played by the kid is really not worth mentioning." He smiled very sincerely and humbly. He contributed a lot to the defeat of the Zhou army, but it was those soldiers who fought with their lives that paid the most, without them, how could they win happily.

"Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has a good son, which is really the envy of others!" The smile on Dugu Yongye's face became thicker, and he nodded heavily: "It's cold outside, please also invite General Gao to enter the mansion to talk!" Please! ”

He smiled happily and said, "General, please!" ”