Bishui Pass.

Also known as Tiger Prison Pass, one of the eight passes in Luoyang.

It is bordered by Songyue in the south and the Yellow River in the north. The mountains are staggered, and they are a natural danger. There is a trend of "one husband is the pass, ten thousand people are not open", so it is a must for the soldiers of all dynasties.

*

It's not far from the official road.

A fairly wide and flat area, where several wagons were parked and several tents were erected. A caravan is stationed here, and it is burying a pot of rice.

"Lord Yu."

"If you go west for two days, you will reach Bishui Pass. After crossing this Xiongguan, it is the boundary of the Western Jin Dynasty. Don't know what you're going to do next? ”

"We are returning directly to Southern Chu from the Western Jin Dynasty?"

"Or do you have other plans?"

In one of the tents, two people sat opposite each other at a table, and they were fighting on a chess game. Luan Yiwei commanded Zhao Ming to gently fall onto the chessboard while holding the sunspot in his hand, and asked the person on the other side.

"Chang'an."

Yu Mubai smiled slightly, and the white child in his hand slowly fell. On the chessboard, the big picture has been decided. Kuroko is like a lone army, surrounded by white kos.

"Commander Zhao."

"You're losing again."

Yu Mubai picked up the tea cup on the side of the chessboard, took a sip lightly, and then said to him with a smile.

"Master Yu's chess skills are unparalleled."

"Zhao, I admire it very much."

Zhao Ming clenched his fists slightly, and his face did not look embarrassed. Playing against him is really a relief from boredom on the road. He knew in his heart that no matter how many sons Yu Mubai gave him, he would not be able to win him.

Nan Mubai, the name is spread all over the world.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything.

With his half-hung chess strength, how can he kill him? Can Firefly compete with Haoyue?

"Hey."

"It's also difficult to meet your opponent in chess."

Yu Mubai got up after putting down the teacup in his hand, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked straight out.

Seeing this, Zhao Ming hurriedly got up and followed.

To say a real thing, he was still a little unconvinced in his heart. Although this scholar is not as timid and afraid as ordinary literati, he is still a little ruthless. However, after working with him for so many days, he did not see the amazing side of his resourcefulness. Qinqi, calligraphy and painting are indeed extraordinary, but these, in the eyes of a simple martial artist, are not particularly remarkable.

I always feel it in my heart.

The rumors still exaggerate him a bit.

I don't know why? I value him so much. This time when I came to Daqi Qingzhou, I had to follow his orders. Come to think of it, there's always a little bit of grievance. It's just that he doesn't dare to show it easily.

Disobedience.

He didn't have the guts yet.

Outside the tent, the stove was lit and smoke was curling. Not far away, the land is overgrown with weeds, except for a few unknown wildflowers, blooming and exuding the fragrance of spring.

"I don't know if this trip can reach the Western Jin Dynasty safely."

"If Daqi reacts faster, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yu Mubai came to a high ground and looked into the distance. Facing the breeze, he said to himself.

"Lord Yu."

"We didn't leave any evidence."

"No one is going to find out what we're looking at."

Zhao Ming was very optimistic, and he didn't feel that with the waste of the Great Qi Secret Guard, he could find their group of people along the way. Moreover, he was also very sure that none of the dozen or so Luan Yiwei guards trapped in Qingzhou City would betray Nan Chu and betray them.

"There are no absolutes."

"Be careful, there's always nothing wrong with that."

"Hurry up and eat, and hurry to go."

Yu Mubai shook his head lightly and didn't say anything to him. There was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and this feeling never stopped, and he didn't know why.

"Yes."

Zhao Ming bowed down and clenched his fists, and did not argue with him. Whatever he says, he listens to himself. Anyway, if there is merit? There must be a share of one's own. If at fault? There are also others who carry it.

Why bother so much?

It's just that I think of those former brothers.

He couldn't help but start feeling sad again, and he didn't know, what happened to them now? Has it been discovered that the army has been wiped out? Or did you know the danger and escape from the cage?

At least, Wu Wei should be safe.

Daqi Secret Guard, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch him.

*

"Bell."

A cold light struck again, heading straight for Yang Shen's face. Yang Shen hurriedly raised his knife to resist, avoiding the fatal blow this time. It's just that his chest is like a hammer.

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spat out, and his body couldn't stop falling backwards, almost falling on the roof.

But that's not all.

This blow had just been dodged, but he saw another cold light coming straight to his chest. His right hand was already a little numb, and it was difficult for him to raise the knife again to resist. In extreme danger, he could only quickly turn his body sideways to dodge.

"Huh."

The cold light came in an instant, and it crossed his chest. A sharp pain reached his mind. Under this blow, he knew that he had no strength to fight again.

On the chest, an extremely deep and long knife wound can be seen. Although it didn't hurt his internal organs, he was bleeding profusely. If he could not be treated in time and bleed excessively, his life would be in danger.

"Bang."

Wu Wei shook his head slightly, and then kicked him hard in the chest where the knife wound was, the original wound bleed faster, and the injury appeared more serious.

"Crackling."

Yang Shen's body fell heavily on the roof, and the roof tiles were shattered and splashed around, creating a messy scene several feet long.

"Whoosh."

At the same time, Link, who had been bending his bow and arrows not far away, finally found a great opportunity. The sharp arrow in his hand instantly broke away from the bowstring and galloped straight towards Wu Wei's front door.

"Click."

Wu Wei has been paying attention to Link's movements not far away, and he has never dared to be too careless in his heart. Seeing the sharp arrow coming towards him, he slashed the arrow in half with a flick of his right hand. The arrows were stuck in the roof tiles, and the ends of half of the arrows were still shaking. This shows how powerful this blow is.

Although he lightly blocked this arrow, Wu Wei's right hand was also a little numb. Link's arrows are tricky and powerful. He had already been taught before.

"Yang Shen's knife, gorgeous but not practical."

"Link's bow only knows how to sneak attack with dark arrows."

"You two, I'm really disappointed. The chief and deputy overseer of the Great Qi Secret Guard, but that's it. ”

Wu Wei showed a look of disappointment, and said to the two of them with a little mockery.

"Overseer."

Link didn't care if he missed a hit, or if the other man made a mockery of him. What he was most worried about at the moment was what Yang Shen's injuries were. The longbow in his hand was tucked behind his back, and he hurriedly jumped towards the place where Yang Shen fell.

"Don't worry."

"He can't die yet."

Wu Wei did not attack again. Yang Shen had already fallen, and there was no trace of strength to fight again. Link is not good at close combat, and if he were to fight him, he would not be able to hold out for a few rounds.

The two in front of him are for him.

There is no threat anymore.