On the Wangjiang Tower in the twilight and rain, people come and go, and those who seem to have nothing to do with it have long been unconsciously in the middle of things.

On the private room on the highest floor, a person dressed in a black robe, sat opposite the vast melancholy river, and the terrifying Yaksha mask was faintly visible from the side.

Shura, who was blowing by the window of the river, felt a gust of wind coming, and continued to look at the drizzling river without looking back.

"What's so in a hurry, is something wrong with her, shouldn't it be her, I think the sick Baili Chenyi should be with him at this moment, there will be nothing wrong, that is, the alliance leader has an order, say, what does the slut command."

Jin Yu walked next to Shura in a few steps, bent down and whispered something in his ear.

Shura stood up suddenly, and just wanted to say something, only to see a figure flickering outside the Zhu window.

"It's not good, Lord Ling, if the alliance leader finds out, our years will be in vain, and then the morning lord will also be affected, and we will lose everything.

At this time, I saw that the passers-by just now put their hands on their waists at this moment.

Although the people I saw upstairs just now were dressed as Han Chinese, they spoke with a Hu accent, which sounded very strange.

Shura looked down from the window, and the only way to go at this moment was to go down from the fourth floor along the riverside window, and the river could only escape below.

Who told the leader of the Jianghu Alliance, Baili Chaozong, that he was here, although these doubts surrounded Shura, but at this time, Shura came to think about it, turned around and pulled down the window curtain forcefully, and then knotted the window curtain into a rope, tied one end under the window, and threw the other end down the window.

"Jin Yu hurry up and grab the curtain and go down."

Jin Yu said with some emotion: "Lord, you go first, and leave the rest to me." ”

"You leave quickly, no one in this Jianghu Pavilion has seen my true face except you, they won't recognize me, and you are different."

Jin Yu nodded and said, "Okay, Lord Ling, you have to be careful, is there anything you have to bring to Miss Leng." ”

Shura looked at the river in the smoke and said:

"Don't worry about him, you just need to go to Yinshan Pass to find Sun Jinyu, the prince of Danguo."

Jin Yu heard that Shura wanted him to go to the frontier to find Gongsun Jinyu, and knew that Shura deliberately supported him and didn't want him to get involved in this storm, and his heart was full of reluctance.

Seeing that Jin Yu was so sad, Shura said: "Don't be sentimental, Hu rode into Beijing and was afraid that the frontier would also be in turmoil, and the news of Yu Weiyu's death spread out, and some people really couldn't sit still, and King Han was afraid that he was going to start his massacre plan." ”

Jin Yu didn't take precautions like Shura, he just wanted his benefactor to be happy in this life, he didn't have a mission like Shura, but he had a belief to follow in the cold ice cliff outside the Saiwai.

Jin Yu turned back to Shura and asked, "If one day your mission is completed, then where will you go?" ”

"The heart of one person, the south of the Yangtze River, the north of Kyushu."

This is when I visited Leng Xiangfu with my father many years ago, I heard Leng Shutong ask Leng Shuying's question, I don't know when this has become my yearning, I hope that after a thousand sails, it is still the original appearance.

The first time I saw it in the Danguo Merlin, it didn't come to pass, and it became the obsession of Shura's life by mistake.

Jin Yu didn't have a trace of surprise or doubt when he heard Shura's answer, if it wasn't for this answer, he would have doubted that it was still the Lord Ling.

There are more and more people on the Wangjiang Tower, and you can see the busy figures of the little two everywhere

After Jin Yu left, Shura took off the Yaksha mask, and with a release of his two fingers, the Yaksha mask suddenly fell into the river, causing ripples.

"There is a guest sitting in this private room, you see that there is a private room on the third floor of the next floor, where the scenery on the river is also very beautiful, and the river breeze is not big at night."

"Go away, I'm friends with this private room, don't bother you to talk here." Several Hu people said in a loud voice with some impatience.

"The guest came because he said that he didn't have any friends to sit down today, and he bothered a few masters to sit downstairs." After all, this is Wangjiang Tower, the passenger flow is relatively large, and the little two here can be regarded as having seen all kinds of people, and he has long been unfazed by such an arrogant person.

"What the hell, go and call your shopkeeper over, it seems that you don't want to live." Those Hu people dressed as Han people shouted disdainfully, pushing Xiao Er of Wangjiang Tower.