Besides, after Na Sile sent King Rui away, he hurried here, and saw that Bai Xiying was leisurely drinking wine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Would you like a glass of wine?"

Si Le shook his head: "Where can my old bones withstand such a toss." He sat down opposite Bai Xiying, hesitated for a moment, and didn't intend to mention the matter of Fang Cai, but said: "But Bai Gongzi has lived here for a long time, I don't know if anyone in the family can know?" ”

Bai Xiying put down the wine bottle and looked at Si Le suspiciously, "What's wrong with the adults today, there are letterheads coming and going every month at home, and my father also brought a box of spices from the mountains a few years ago, and the adults seem to have forgotten?" ”

A few cold sweats oozed from Si Le's forehead, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, "I think it's because I'm old, and I can't remember anymore." ”

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Si Le saw that Bai Xiying was clear, and he stopped turning around, and took out an invitation card from his sleeve, "This is the post of the Zhenguo Houfu." ”

Bai Xiying glanced at a few gold-sprinkled typings on the envelope, then withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "My lord, you know my rules. ”

Si Le said helplessly: "I naturally know that I have pushed as much as I can, but this town is really difficult to push, you know, this ......"

Zhen Guohou, Nangong Jue, is indeed a character. The jade fingers of the white shadow and bones tapped a few times, and after thinking for a moment, he finally nodded.

Si Le looked at Bai Xiying unexpectedly, and his tone was slightly happy: "Then I will order someone to prepare the carriage." ”

"It's okay, go early and return early."

Before leaving, Bai Xiying instructed again: "Kunwu, go and get the white-faced folding fan." ”

Kun Wu took the white-faced folding fan and frowned slightly.

Bai Xiying casually took the folding fan and put it in his sleeve, looking at the thick clouds that were rolling up quickly in the sky, quite playful: "I heard that there is a new pot of Yunjing pine in the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion, do you want to call Yibai to take a look?" After waiting for a moment and hearing no reply, he shook his head, "That's it, I still won't call him." ”

......

A horse-drawn carriage with a green tent and a black yuan drove out of the side gate of the West Palace Gate and drove towards the Zhenguo Hou's Mansion, which is located in the bustling market.

A slender and clean hand lifted a corner of the car curtain, and then walked down a young man in white who was out of the dust. A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper greeted him, his face full of smiles, "Bai Gongzi, Master Hou is waiting in the flower hall, please come with me." ”

Passing through a section of bluestone paved road and the cloister, I saw a young man in a jade crown and blue brocade robe sitting on the top position, with handsome eyebrows and a beautiful talent, it was the young Zhenguo Hou.

Nangong Jue waved at Bai Xiying from a distance, and Bai Xiying also returned the salute. Nangong Jue spread out his palms and pointed to the position on his lower right, and Bai Xiying went straight to the right seat and sat down.

"I heard that Childe's surname is Bai?" There is no politeness, no greetings, and a straight sentence with a bit of banter.

Bai Xiying pretended not to hear it, and carefully looked at a pot of Yunjing pine not far away, "I heard that a strange pine has been added to the Hou Ye's mansion, and when I see it today, it's not bad." ”

"The South Vietnamese royal family also has the surname Bai."

"This Yunjing pine is the special tribute of Lingjia Villa to the Nanyue royal family every year, and the Hou Ye is afraid that it took some means."

Nangong Jue didn't answer this topic either, and then asked: "Su asked the son's surname Bai, but he didn't know what his name was?" ”

Bai Xiying finally measured his head, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and his tone was gentle: "There is also a surname Murong south of Yuzhi Mountain, how can he be the clan of the Emperor of Yan Kingdom?" ”

Nangong Jue secretly took a breath of cool air, and a strong sense of oppression came for no reason, no, it came from the white-clothed young man with a smile in his eyebrows in front of him.

Nangong Jue looked at this so-called "musician" who was about the same age as himself, and tried his best to make himself more careless, "Childe is really joking." ”

Bai Xiying smiled and said coldly: "It turns out that Hou Ye doesn't like jokes either?" Coincidentally, Bai doesn't like jokes either. ”

Nangong Jue choked in his throat, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Coincidentally, the housekeeper who had just brought Bai Xiying in rushed over and whispered a few words in Nangong Jue's ear.

"If there is an emergency, I can't accompany you for the time being, and I hope my son will forgive me." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Bai Xiying chuckled lightly and said to Kun Wu behind him: "Since Master Hou has something important, then we won't bother anymore." So saying, he got up and left.

The housekeeper in the house hurriedly dissuaded: "Son, stay and wait, and wait for the master to return in a while." ”

Bai Xiying and Kungo glanced at each other, and then sat down again.

At this time, Nangong Jue was talking with a man in purple over a drink, and I don't know where to talk, the man in purple suddenly showed a bad light in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's this wild man!" ”

Nangong Jue smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this, Xiaohou has the means to make him ......"

"No need," the man in purple interrupted Nangong Jue, "This is my personal grudge with him, I'll settle it, Hou Ye doesn't have to bother, and there is no need to be afraid." ”

And Bai Xiying waited for Nangong Jue in the flower hall to return for a "moment", and had already eaten a few new teas, tasted a few types of pastries, and took a break for a while. As the twilight approached, Bai Xiying asked, "Is this the hospitality of your mansion?" ”

The maid on the side didn't dare to come out, so she sent someone to find the housekeeper. Kun Wu already had an impatient look on his face: "Childe." ”

"Well, I'm tired too." Bai Xiying dusted off his robe and got up slowly, "Let's go." ”

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the flower hall, they bumped into the butler walking quickly, "Bai Gongzi, why don't you ......" Before the words were finished, they saw Kun Wu casually sliding the scabbard down, glancing at him, and said angrily: "Get out of the way!" ”

Bai Xiying patted Kunwu's wrist with a smile and said, "Eh~ Don't scare the old man." As he spoke, he walked past the butler: "If your mansion is forced to keep guests, I'm afraid that it will ruin the reputation of the Hou Ye."

The housekeeper watched the two of them leave but didn't dare to stop them, the sword aura just now was really trembling. Who is this white boy?

Little by little, lead-gray clouds crept overhead, and the heaviness seemed to pull the whole sky down. The cold wind blew mercilessly through the last crevice in the Great Thorn City, and the air gradually became moist, and the vision began to dim.

The drizzle made a dense sound, enveloping the people and objects in the rain with a layer of outlines that seemed to be nothing. The smell of water mixed with the smell of dust diffused.

A horse-drawn carriage with a green canopy and a black yuan drove slowly in the rain.

The jujube red horse moving forward suddenly raised its front hooves and let out a neighing sound, and the blue-clothed young man driving the car immediately grabbed the reins to prevent the carriage from jolting violently.

The rain was getting heavier, and the raindrops splashed in the puddles, leaving only a huge silence and cold rain in my ears.

The owner of the carriage was playing with a folding fan made of white jade, and seemed to say to the driver, "Stop here, it seems that someone is waiting for us." ”

Kun Wu flicked the edge of the hat, and the cold light in his eyes was like a sword.

The air seemed to stop flowing for a moment, frozen, the breath of death.

Several black shadows sprang out of nowhere and landed on the ridges on both sides, surrounding the carriage.

Bai Xiying's voice was flat: "If Yi Bai is here, he will be very happy, he has recently learned a few new moves, and he is worried that he has no place to practice." ”

Kun Wu used his thumb to pull out the sword sheath for a few points, the white blade faintly showed a bit of killing intent, and the sword surface reflected half of the coldness. Kun Wu said coldly: "Childe." My Frost Sword has been bloodthirsty lately—"

The blade was unsheathed, and the throat was sealed with blood.

The comer stretched out his hand extraordinary, and the blade went straight to the point. Kungo dodged the blow on his back, tiptoed a little rut, and landed on the roof of the car. The sword cuts the throat in a split second. The blood of the two black-clothed men splashed on Kungo's face at the same time, making Kungo look more like a hell rakshasa

However, the person in the car didn't seem to notice what was happening outside the car, and his fingers caressed the white jade fan bone, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

About eight or nine people fell to the ground, and the blood was quickly fainted in the rain. Kunwu was also half bloodstained, but there were no major injuries.

The men gradually realized that Kungo was not easy to deal with, and instead stabbed their swords into the car. Bai Xiying tilted his body to dodge a few blows, and the white jade fan in his hand suddenly unfolded, revealing a blade glowing with white light that cut through the car curtain. The white figure quickly flew out of the car, and the fan in his hand was retracted and unfurled, and several extremely thin silver needles with strange colors attacked those people. In a few moments, half of them fell to the ground.

Bai Xiying turned around and jumped on the ridge of the house, and said only one word to Kungo: "Run-"

Kun Wu seemed stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Yes." Then he followed.

The black clothes behind him were still in hot pursuit, and the two figures, one blue and one white, seemed to be walking in the wind, and they were almost close to the palace road.

Kungo was breathing a sigh of relief, but saw that a Hidden Blade had passed over him and stabbed him in the back of the white shadow......