Chapter 30: The Battlefield of Three Missing One

The fifth ink, dressed in white, and the martial arts, dressed in red, met in front of the city gate of Licheng.

"It's really a coincidence that I can't write a book, I didn't expect Brother Mo to come. Shang Wushang looked at the Fifth Mo who was on top of the horse in front of him, and it seemed that since this place became a closed space, except for the long waiting time, everything else was like yesterday.

"It's been so long, it's time to get together. ”

Shang Wushang looked at the gate of the city, except for the guards guarding the city, there were only a few pedestrians left to pull out of the city and enter the city, there was no trace of the night clear, and there was no joy to welcome their arrival. "It seems that the arrival of you and me is not a good guest in the eyes of the city lord of Licheng. ”

"Since the ancient guests came to the door, the person who opened the door signaled that he was welcome, why should Brother Shang be more serious with those cheesy ceremonies?"

"What Brother Mo said is, Brother Mo please. Shang Wu Shang made a gesture of invitation on the horse.

The fifth ink did not push, and advanced to the city.

On the city wall is Jin Lan, who was just scared out by Luo Wusheng in the courtyard, he was originally going to tell Ye Qingjie the news that Ye Qingjue had also entered the list of irrelevant people, but who knew that Ye Qingjue had not even stepped into the study, he directly threw a sentence, "Go to the city gate quickly, and report anything at any time." So, he watched the Fifth Mo monk Wushang from the city wall and greeted him hypocritically: They are all rivals in love, so why should they pretend to be polite brothers anymore? Then he turned around, flew down the city wall, and disappeared into the crowd before Shang Wushang and Fifth Mo entered the city, and ran towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Ye Qingjie sat in the hall, book in hand

"Master, the Fifth Mo Monk Wushang has already entered Licheng. ”

"How many?"

"Less than 60 people in total. ”

"Bailixiang and Hua Lin are here?"

"The subordinates didn't see Bailixiang in the team just now. ”

"What about Chu Ying?"

"Yes. ”

"Where's the shadows?"

"Except for the three hundred people outside of our mansion, no one else has been found yet. ”

"Did Wei Qi find it?"

"Not yet. ”

"Where's the ghost face?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"Pay attention to Bailixiang, guard the courtyard, and prepare to welcome uninvited guests. Ye Qingjue put the book in his hand to the side, picked up the tea brewed on the table, took a sip, and looked at the steaming tea in his eyes, but his eyes were a little more chilly.

The Fifth Mo Monk Wushang dismounted and walked straight into the Night Mansion, and the guards guarding the door did not stop them as if they had seen nothing, but their guards were stopped.

In the confusion of the fifth Mo monk Wushang, Jin Lan walked out of the courtyard, "I also ask the Mo City Lord and the Mo City Lord to understand, in addition to Hua Lin and Chu Ying, I also hope that the two city lords can arrange for others to rest outside the mansion." ”

"I didn't expect the dignified City Lord of Licheng to be so stingy, and my subordinates, who don't occupy space, couldn't find a place to rest in the Great City Lord's Mansion. The fifth ink voice is not loud, but with internal force, Ye Qingjue sitting in the house can naturally hear it, Ye Qingjue snorted softly: Fifth ink, fifth ink, are you such an agitated general as a three-year-old child? Do you think that my night house is similar to your ink house, and any snake, dog, and horse can come in?

Jin Lan chuckled undeniably in her heart: I'm really used to being a master, and I want to show my majesty wherever I go. "The Night Mansion is not as good as the Mo Mansion, and for irrelevant people, there is really no place to provide it. ”

Fifth Mo wanted to say something, and Shang Wushang beside him summoned Chu Ying to his side with a gesture, "Chu Ying, arrange for them to go to the inn in the city to rest." ”

"City Lord, then I'll 、、、" Chu Ying looked at Shang Wushang worriedly, if Shang Wushang was put alone in this mansion where he had threatened to kill his own city lord, although his own city lord's martial arts could not be used by ordinary people, but after all, that person was absolutely clear at night.

Shang Wushang interrupted Chu Ying's words with a gesture, he understood Chu Ying's concern, but after all, it was for that person, as long as that person nodded and agreed, even if he was killed and injured by Ye Qingjue, what could he do, even if it was atonement. "Needless to say. ”

"The subordinates obeyed. Chu Ying agreed with difficulty, turned around and led the others to leave.

Seeing Shang Wushang like this, the fifth Mo gestured to Hua Lin with one look, and Hua Lin also left with the others as Chu Ying did. "Now I and the Shang City Lord are alone. His eyes signaled that Jin Lan could give way.

Jin Lan shrugged her shoulders and leaned sideways in a please. Looking at Shang Wushang and Fifth Mo who disappeared into the courtyard, Jinlan looked up at the sky, "The weather is bad today, it's better to go to the city wall to see the scenery." Then he went to the door, muttered a few words in the ear of the guard, and went out of the house in the direction of the city gate.

Ye Qingjue gently blew the tea that was not too hot, even if Shang Wushang and Fifth Mo walked into the room, he didn't react in the slightest, it seemed that he was too serious.

"Brother Qingjue, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, don't come unharmed. Shang Wushang looked at the night Qingjue who didn't look at the two of them in front of him, and took the lead in opening his mouth.

After waiting for a long time, Ye Qingjue was still blowing tea by himself.

"Brother Qingjue, haven't you lived for a thousand years, and you are stupid? It seems that Brother Qingjue's wife still has to be taken care of by the two of us, and Brother Shang and I are duty-bound. "The meaning of the fifth ink words is: Since you pretend to be stupid and don't want to see us, then you continue to pretend to be stupid, we won't stop you, Luo Wusheng and we will take it away.

"Heh, it seems that Brother Mo still hasn't learned 'friends and wives can't be bullied'. Ye Qingjue raised his head to look at Fifth Mo, with an undisguised sneer in his eyes. "Oh, I forgot, a thousand years ago, when you joined forces to drive me off a cliff, we weren't friends anymore. I wonder what the two robbers are trying to do this time? Continue to attack the city? It seems that this time it will not be so easy. As he spoke, Ye Qingjue got up, walked in front of the Fifth Mo Monk Wushang, looked at the two of them proudly, and wrote all over his body: You are not welcome in Licheng!

"It's been a thousand years, and it's better to settle the grievances than to settle them. Today, I realized that Brother Qing Jue is such a small-bellied person, and he can remember grudges for thousands of years. The Fifth Mo crossed the night and sat down on the chair.

Ye Qingjue turned around and looked at the Fifth Mo who completely ignored him and regarded this place as his home, "Since a thousand years have passed, why is Brother Mo still 'a dog can't change the appearance of eating'?" said this, and continued to walk back to the place where he had just gotten up, and sat down.

The fifth Mo wanted to tear Ye Qingju's heart and struggled, and finally thought of the true purpose of his coming, so he gave up, reconciled his mentality, and still looked like 'I am like this, you bite me', and poured tea for himself by himself.

Shang Wushang, who was ignored, looked at the fifth Mo and Ye Qingjue in front of him who were arguing like children with a little embarrassment, shook his head helplessly, and found a place to sit down by himself without waiting for Ye Qingjue to sit down. If it were a thousand years ago, maybe Ye Qingjue would have said 'Brother Shang, please sit down', now, don't be kidding, Ye Qingjue would have let him in the door It would already be a miracle, okay.