On this day, Mo Wengu and Lin Ziyue went to Heifeng Village to make an appointment as promised.

Halfway through, Lin Ziyue heard about the fight between Mo Wengu and Fu Dongli that day, and almost couldn't breathe with laughter.

"Hahaha, Brother Mo, you have to be careful now." Lin Ziyue knocked on the folding fan and said, "The person who followed Ah Qing is now one more ......."

Mo Wengu frowned: "Another one?" Besides Fu Dongli, is there anyone else pestering Shu Qing? ”

Lin Ziyue coughed, he naturally wouldn't tell Mo Wengu that he was once one of them, Lin Ziyue spread out the fan, fanned out a gust of breeze in a chic manner, and said with a smile: "Mo Xian." During that period of time in Yangzhou, Mo Xian and Shu Qing used to be very close. ”

"Mo Xian......" Mo Wengu muttered the name in a low voice, and suddenly remembered some old past.

Mo Xian had already treated her very well when he was doing everything he could* to Shu Qing, if she was Shu Qing, she would inevitably be touched by Mo Xian's gentleness and thoughtfulness, right?

However, this time, no matter what dangers lie ahead, he will not give up easily! No matter how Shu Qing speaks ill of him, he will never back down, he will definitely let Shu Qing see his sincerity!

As they spoke, the two of them were getting closer and closer to Black Wind Village.

Lin Ziyue looked at the group of wooden houses built along the mountain, and felt that it was quite majestic. Lin Ziyue has been learning the art of war with Lin Xinru since he was a child, and he also knows a little about the things above the march and battle, and it is not difficult to see from this winding terrain that Fu Dongli is a very ambitious person and a ghost.

The topography of Heifeng Village faces mountains on three sides, one faces the water, and you can see the situation at the bottom of the mountain at a glance when you climb the heights, and it has a unique advantage in geography. Lin Ziyue couldn't help but be amazed.

This time, Fu Dongli did not personally come down the mountain to greet him, but casually sent two little minions to lead the way.

Under the leadership of the little minion, Mo Wengu and Lin Ziyue climbed the ladder.

Along the way, it can be seen that the minions are either practicing martial arts and practicing guns, or meditating, Lin Ziyue feels as if he has come to the barracks, this bandit den is really not simple at all.

Heifeng Village is not big, but it is not small, and the more you go up, the more sparse the population is.

Fu Dongli is worthy of being very shrewd, and he has deployed most of his troops at the foot of the mountain.

Today, Fu Dongli was cultivating on the top of the mountain, so the two of them were taken to the top of the mountain.

Rao is Lin Ziyue, who runs without reezing on weekdays, is also so tired that he can't breathe at the moment.

"Lao Tzu seriously suspects that this Fu Dongli is deliberate......" Lin Ziyue complained breathlessly while the little minion was walking away. At present, he seems to have lost his ordinary fairy spirit, and some are just a wave of resentment.

Mo Wengu just smiled and didn't answer.

Maybe Fu Dongli is remembering his sword revenge at the beginning.

When he walked to a field of flowers, Mo Wengu saw a slender figure standing in the flower from a distance.

Although it was winter, the flowers on the mountain were well cared for, and the lush begonias and cyclamen bloomed very brightly, vowing to compete with the Naramei, but the most beautiful thing was not the flowers, but the graceful girl.

The girl stood with her back to them, her long hair like ink scattered around her waist.

Mo Wengu was stunned.

The reason why he was stunned was not because of the girl's beautiful figure, but because of the fiery red cloak she was wearing.

Such a scene is so familiar, once upon a time, he saw Shu Qing wearing this cloak standing in the courtyard of King Qing's Mansion watering flowers and plants.

"Shu Qing ......" remembered that Shu Qing was taken captive by Fu Dongli a few days ago, Mo Wengu took it for granted that this woman was Shu Qing.

"Shu Qing? Where is Shuqing? Lin Ziyue blinked, and hurriedly looked at Mo Wengu's line of sight, only to see that there was really a slender jade shadow standing in the flower cluster, and this shadow was really a beautiful scenery in this cottage.

Xu is a fan of the authorities, a bystander is clear, and Lin Ziyue can see at a glance that this person is not Shu Qing, but this does not affect his eagerness to appreciate the beauty.

"I'd better leave this to me." Lin Ziyue smiled slightly, lifted the placket, and was about to step forward.

Mo Wengu was already one step ahead of him and ran to the woman's side.

"Shu Qing!" Although he knew that Shu Qing would be tired of his approach, Mo Wengu couldn't help but grab her arm and called softly.

"Ahh Suddenly, the arm was grabbed, and the woman screamed in surprise and turned her face.

The breeze blew, blowing the black veil on her face, and Mo Wen was stunned and met her eyes. Mo Wengu frowned at the moment, although these eyes were very beautiful, he could tell that this person was not Shu Qing.

"You're not Shu Qing......" Mo Wengu let go of her arm in frustration.

The woman subconsciously took a step back, hurriedly lowered her head, and after hearing Mo Wengu's deep voice, she suddenly raised her head again.

The woman's frightened eyes made Mo Wengu very surprised, and at this moment, another pair of eyes suddenly flashed through his mind, and he actually felt that the strange woman in front of him was a little like another woman who had a deep bond with him - Liu Fumian.

"King Qing?" The woman seemed to recognize him, too, and blurted out in a panic.

Mo Wengu raised his eyebrows: "This girl, do you know me?" ”

"I didn't ...... No. "This woman is the ugly queen. The ugly queen shook her head desperately and explained, "The slave family only happened to see the portrait of King Qing in a place in Chenzhou. ”

Mo Wengu pursed his lips slightly, and his heart was a little chaotic for a while.

This time, he used Mo San's identity to get close to Fu Dongli, if this woman found out his identity, then he and Lin Ziyue would be equivalent to giving up their previous efforts.

Mo Wengu had to laugh and say, "Really? Many people have said that I look similar to King Qing, but I am not King Qing. ”

"Maybe I was mistaken." The ugly girl bowed slightly, and looked at Mo Wengu's eyes with more admiration.

Mo Wengu was born handsome, and he was so gentle, dignified and polite, which is undoubtedly heartwarming.

At this time, Lin Ziyue also stepped forward, and seeing that the two were chatting happily, he was not to be outdone, and hurriedly saluted the woman and said: "This girl, you are polite here, may I ask where the master of Fu Zhai is at the moment?" ”

Lin Ziyue asked knowingly, but she just wanted to take the opportunity to have a few words with her.

"The owner of the village is cultivating in the Tianji Pavilion on the top of the mountain at the moment." Ugly Ji absentmindedly pointed out a path for him, and her eyes were still on Mo Wengu's body.

Mo Wengu completely lost interest in this woman, he nodded politely to her, and planned to end this encounter and start again.

At this moment, another gust of wind swept by, lifting the veil of the ugly queen.

The veil flew away, and Mo Wengu and Lin Ziyue finally saw her face clearly.

No one expected that the woman's figure was so beautiful, but her face was so terrifying.

Lin Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and laughed again: "Haha, thank you for this girl's guidance, excuse me." ”

He has always had a demeanor towards women, so Rao is ugly face is extremely ugly, and he still smiled at her gracefully.

Mo Wengu subconsciously frowned, and was close to her.

Mo Wengu's disgusted expression was fully seen by the ugly girl, and she had experienced more vicious expressions and words than this, but Mo Wengu's gaze was like a sword, stabbing her heart.

The iron kettle in the hand that the ugly queen threw down, and she didn't even have time to pick up the veil that had drifted away, so she cried and turned around and ran away.