"What do you say? Did he wake up Ouyang Qing? That thing, will it have fallen into his hands, it is a unique thing of my Nanwang Mansion. In a Ming Emperor's hall, listening to the report, a somewhat panicked young voice sounded.

"Master, don't worry!" A voice pinching his throat, yin and yang, sounded.

"Immediately find a way to confirm whether that thing has fallen into the hands of that person? And whether it's him or Lu Feng, find a way to shut them up. If they continue to toss like this, sooner or later something will happen. ”

"What are you looking at me like that?" Xue Bing's face was red, and Wei Wuji's gaze, even after so many days, everything that should have been done had been done, but she still couldn't help but blush.

"Your fourth sister let the poisonous snake bite, I'm a little worried about you." Wei Wuji took Xue Bing's hand and said. Red Shoes is a mysterious organization composed of women, even more powerful than Tsing Yi Lou, but this time, they are just a bunch of cannon fodder.

"What? Then he's fine, right? Xue Bing exclaimed, although the woman in the red shoes is from all over the world, the background forces are also different. But the love between sisters is undoubted, just like sisters.

Especially after Jin Jiuling's incident, the traumatized feelings seem to be cherished even more.

"It's okay, I've already detoxified her, I just have to recuperate for a while." Wei Wuji comforted.

"Lord Wang, the battle at the top of the Forbidden City is about to begin. But Ouchi's safety ······" On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, the decisive battle between the two swordsmen, a rare encounter in a hundred years, will inevitably attract many people from the rivers and lakes, but if those people are allowed to step into the palace. No matter how many masters there are, I'm afraid they can't protect the safety of the Forbidden City.

"You take out a batch of ribbons from the Great Inner Secret Library and give them to Lu Feng." Wei Ziyun was stunned, and finally nodded silently and withdrew. The things used by the Ouchi royal are all first-class boutiques, which are not imitated by outsiders.

"I said you, an honest monk, don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing climbing the walls of Miyagi?" On the walls of the imperial city, looking at the bare-headed big monk, Lu Feng asked.

"What are you doing climbing the walls of the Imperial City, you phoenix?" The honest monk returned the salute, looked at Lu Feng and asked.

"For curiosity, but also for good friends. Could it be that you, a monk who is empty of the four major powers, also have curiosity and good friends? Lu Feng said.

"Although the old man is a monk and has no heirs, he has a nephew." The honest monk said sincerely. He has never been a lie, and even if he did, it was hard not to believe such an attitude. What's more, these words are a first-class conscience, to be honest.

"Zhang Chaoying is your nephew?" The words of the honest monk really surprised Lu Feng. At the same time, Lu Feng also sensed unprecedented solemnity.

This matter is like a snowball, it is really getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people are involved, each one is more powerful than the other.

"Do you also think that it was Ximen Blowing Snow who killed Zhang Chaoying?" This honest monk, the four great monks on the rivers and lakes, if he decides that he wants to find trouble with Ximen blowing snow. I'm afraid it's really going to be troublesome.

"How does the monk think that it doesn't matter, what matters, what is the truth?" The monk said very seriously.

"I'm also investigating this matter, from the moment I saw Zhang Chaoying, I concluded that he died under the swordsmanship of Ximen Blowing Snow, after all, he came out this time to avenge his master and find trouble with Ximen Blowing Snow."

"But then I didn't think so." Lu Feng shook his head and said. He is not a person who only recognizes emotions, and black and white do not distinguish between right and wrong.

"Why? Just because Simon blows snow, is it your friend? "The demeanor of an honest monk is indescribable.

"No, you told me the reason, and at this time I found out that there is more than one Ximen Blowing Snow Leaf Lonely City with superb swordsmanship in the world."

"And that guy in the Imperial City, right?" The honest monk was exposed in a word, and the reason why he didn't sleep at night and stepped on the palace wall. Or, he didn't want to hide it in the first place.

"What you said is indeed good, his swordsmanship is not under the West Gate Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng. But I dare say that he was by no means the one who killed Zhang Chaoying. "Actually, this matter is very certain, with Wei Wuji's status and status, why bother inexplicably embarrassing a Zhang Chaoying.

"The poor monk believes what you say, but whoever it is, there must be an explanation. Lu Feng, you have a friend here. A little below, the chubby figure disappeared into the night like a dark cloud.

"Lu Feng and Lu Daxia, please stay." Lu Feng followed the figure that got up and flew, listened to this voice, and landed on the ground.

The honest monk said well, he did have a good relationship with this person, and he was his friend. In terms of the number of friends, Lu Feng is afraid that it is the most.

"It turned out to be the chief of the inner guard, Wei Ziyun. I wonder what you're looking for me? Lu Feng fell to the ground and looked at Wei Ziyundao, who was leading a large number of brocade guards. People give the nickname Xiaoxiang Swordsman, and his strength is the first of the four masters in the interior, and he is also a top figure in the rivers and lakes.

"The top of the Forbidden City, the battle of the Imperial City, attracted the interest of many people in the rivers and lakes. We don't want to offend the people in the rivers and lakes, and we don't want to miss this duel. But because of our duty to keep the Forbidden City safe, we prepared five ribbons. Saying that, Wei Ziyun took out five ribbons from his arms and took them out of the palace's secret vault.

"We hope that through Lu Daxia, we will send these five ribbons to the Jianghu people who you think are the most qualified to watch tonight's duel."

"Was that his idea?" Looking at the five fluttering ribbons, in Lu Feng's eyes, it was five big troubles.

"Lu Daxia's words ······" The muscles at the corners of Wei Ziyun's mouth twitched, after all, that person's identity was not ordinary.

"Alright, you don't have to pretend to be here with me. Isn't it just five ribbons, I'll take it. The monk's affairs, the lamas' affairs, and the Taoist priests' affairs have all been taken over, and they don't care about the royal family's affairs. Lu Feng said, and took the five ribbons from Wei Ziyun's hands, and the five big troubles that offended people.

"How's Ouyang's situation?" Lu Feng walked directly into Li Yanbei's No. 13 Mansion, familiar with the road, more familiar than his own home.

In some ways, this is her home, and who let her lie here.

"What about Li Yanbei?" Looking at the living room, there was only Aunt Thirteen alone, Lu Feng asked.

"Gone." The thirteenth aunt smiled for a moment, and sighed sadly.

"Where did you go?" After asking these words, Lu Feng suddenly wanted to slap his mouth.

"I don't know, he has more than one home." The smile on Aunt Thirteen's face was even more reluctant. If you have to say it's a laugh, it's better to cry.

It is very difficult for a woman to spend twenty-nine nights alone in a month.

But this woman endured it, and from Lu Feng's point of view, she really couldn't say anything about it.

"This is Ouyang Qing's own handmade ghee snail for you, but unfortunately it's already a little cold, why don't I warm it up for you?" Aunt Thirteen looked at the butter snails on the table and said.

"No need." After speaking, Lu Feng reached out and pinched a cold butter snail and threw it into his mouth. Although the butter snail is cold, the heart is as hot as pulp fire.

"Ouyang Qing's hand-concocted ghee snails must taste good." The window was pushed open, and the figure in Tsing Yi, holding the sword, said with a smile.

"With the friendship of the two, it shouldn't be a problem to eat a plate of ghee pickled snails." The thirteenth aunt was stunned for a moment and then said.

"It's a pity that you don't know it, this guy is really not an atmospheric person. And I don't want to eat it. Wei Wuji looked at Aunt Thirteen and said.

"Because I ate this thing, I'm going to see Li Yanbei. My friendship with him has not yet reached that point. Lu Feng threw the ghee snail into his mouth, and he was stunned when he heard this. It's a pity that the reaction was a little late, the medicine had already taken effect, and my head was dizzy, and I fainted directly on the table.

"Why are you ······?" The thirteenth aunt looked at Wei Wuji with a pale face in shock, she knew her fate, this person's sword, she couldn't dodge it no matter what. If you have such ability, you don't have to drug Lu Feng.

"Anyway, it was also done for him by Ouyang Qing himself, it's a pity to pour it, it's a waste of people's hearts." Wei Wuji said with a smile.

"Why can't I meet ······?" In the muttering and complaining to herself, the thirteenth aunt died of anger.

"Simon, isn't it comfortable to live in the place I arranged for you? Or do you think it's very comfortable to live in that place? Wei Wuji rolled his eyes and looked out the window and said.

"What do you mean by the amplitude of the corners of her mouth?" Dressed in white, he stood beside Wei Wuji.

"Maybe that's how she really owns that man." The sound of Ximen blowing snow is no longer cold, but has a little more warmth in the world.

"It's really three days, and you should be impressed." Wei Wuji said with a smile. Ximen Blowing Snow is actually sensible, which is really a happy thing.

"It's really an honor for me to have two friends like you." I don't know how long it took, Lu Feng, who woke up, looked at the two figures sitting there, one green and one white, and said with a wry smile.

These two guys had already come early in the morning, but they still watched him eat the plate of butter pickled snails that were added by Aunt Thirteen.

"What the hell is going on here?" Lu Feng, who had regained consciousness for a while, said directly at Wei Wuji.

"What do you want to know?"

"You don't pretend to be garlic here, what's going on with all this that has happened recently?" Recently, there have been so many things that he doesn't think about very clearly.