"Phew-" Li Ziqing grabbed the reins, rode back, and looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression.

The man in the way was dressed in black and had a sword in his hand.

Ghost Yi said: "Lord Li Gu." ”

Li Ziqing didn't respond to him, but frowned, and his eyes became calmer.

Ghost Yi didn't seem to feel the embarrassment of the scene, and then said, "Lord Li Gu, I'm sorry. It's your stuff. ”

Ghost Yi knew that he was wrong, and even brought honorifics in his words.

Li Ziqing didn't even look at the things in the ghost clothes' hands, drove a horse, and walked past him.

The ghost's face did not change, once again blocking Li Ziqing's way.

Ghost Yi said: "Lord Li Gu, please accept it." ”

Li Ziqing sat on the horse and looked down at the ghost clothes, and sarcasm slowly emerged from her eyes.

Li Ziqing sneered in her heart, expressing disdain for the ghost clothes' behavior.

She said: "It turns out that the dignified ghost clothes are a treacherous person! ”

The tone is flat, and the gaze is direct.

The hand hidden in the sleeve of the ghost clothes was tightened, and the green tendons were bulging.

If, if it wasn't for her, how could he be willing to come to Li Ziqing again despite his promise.

After Li Ziqing said this, he passed by the ghost clothes, and refused to give charity at all.

The wind blows through the surrounding leaves, making a rustling sound.

Oni looked up at the sky—a sky obscured by tall trees, and the sunlight reflected mottled shadows on the ground through the cracks, and Oni was standing in the shadows.

Ghost Yi let go of his clenched hand and said, "Lord Li Gu, I have information on Dongli here." ”

Li Ziqing's hand holding the reins paused, and the horse stopped.

Ghost Yi saw her stop, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Ghost Yi struck while the iron was hot: "Don't hide it from Lord Li Gu, I have information about Dongli, and I can guarantee that Lord Chen can return to the imperial city as soon as possible, I believe that Lord Li Gu doesn't want Lord Chen to stay in the frontier for too long." ”

Li Ziqing changed direction, face to face with the ghost clothes, and waited for his next step.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

Especially people like Ghost Yi will not tell her Dongli's information for no reason and kindly.

From beginning to end, Leng Sichen didn't take Dongli in his eyes - except for the second prince of Dongli - Shen Xingchi, and now that Shen Xing is no longer in Dongli's army, Leng Sichen naturally has no need to play with those little minions.

This kind of trivial matter that can be solved immediately, Leng Sichen doesn't need to tell Li Ziqing in the letter.

Therefore, Li Ziqing did not know that the Dongli army had withdrawn.

If she knew, she wouldn't have wasted time listening to ghost clothes talking nonsense here.

Li Ziqing raised her chin and motioned to the ghost clothes to continue.

Ghost Yi saw that there was a drama and said: "The second prince of Dongli is not in the army, and now he is being evacuated by a deputy general of Dongli." At this time, Dongli was planning to attack Nanxiang in order to encircle Beichen. ”

Li Ziqing said: "Shen Xing is late? ”

Ghost Yi was stunned for a moment and nodded, that's what the man said.

Neither of them noticed that the branches and leaves of a tree not far from them were swaying slightly, like the wind blowing.

Li Ziqing then asked, "How do you know?" ”

She's not a novice.

How could Dong Li's military intelligence let a bounty hunter know? If the first half of the sentence is still possible, he may have inquired on it himself, but the second half of the sentence is ......

Besides, will Dongli cross Beichen to attack Nanxiang?

Not to mention whether it can succeed or not, the arrival of Dongli's army on the Nanxiang border alone is a problem.

Li Ziqing didn't look at him, turned the horse's head and left.

Ghost Yi frowned and watched her leave, not stopping her again.

After Li Ziqing's figure disappeared completely, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The dust settled.

Another gust of wind blew, but after the wind had passed, a piece of paper was left on the ground with an address written on it.

Ghost Yi hurriedly picked up the piece of paper, memorized the contents of the paper, and tore it to pieces and dissipated it in the wind.

The gust of wind ripped through the layers of leaves, revealing the blue sky to his eyes.

The eyes that are always indifferent on weekdays turned out to be confused and regretful.

He no longer knew whether he was right or wrong, only that there was no way back but to move forward.

Li Ziqing rode the horse fast, and her brain was running at high speed.

Why did the Dongli army suddenly withdraw?

Why did Shen Xingchi suddenly disappear?

How could Ghost Yi know Dongli's next plan?

Why would Ghost Clothes find her even more than her own credibility?

The reason why Ghost Yi is famous in the rivers and lakes is that on the one hand, he does have this ability, and on the other hand, his credibility is that he never backtracks.

What made Oniyi break her promise twice in a row?

Money?

Will the ghost clothes be short of money?

Name?

He is not lacking either.

Li Ziqing thought, then there are only people left, it must be a woman.

At first, Ghost Yi wanted to worship her as a teacher, probably really wanted to treat that person, but then he didn't know what was going on and asked him to steal the prescription; It's very likely that I'm looking for her again for that person.

Li Ziqing thought about it, and her thoughts were crooked, thinking of someone in the frontier.

I think I'm about to get the letter......

Li Ziqing didn't know that Leng Sichen was already preparing to return to the imperial city.

"Master, when are we going back?" Eleven took an apple and ate it.

Leng Sichen glanced at him and said, "What's the hurry?" Wait until your lady returns. ”

Single Eleven: ......

Eleven was silent for a while, and said, "By the way, Madame seems to have written a letter." ”

Leng Sichen looked at him at this time: "What about the letter?" ”

Eleven said: "I haven't taken it back yet, this time I didn't go to the Valley of Despair to get it, it was passed on by other people in the pavilion." ”

Eleven has been staying by Leng Sichen's side since he came back that time, so the task of transmitting the message between Li Ziqing and Leng Sichen was carried out by the others in the pavilion.

After Leng Sichen listened, he casually said "um".

At this time, on the pipe, the dust was flying, and a person looked at the black-clothed people who suddenly appeared around him.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he spoke, one of the men in black who surrounded him drew his sword and stabbed him.

The man was startled and bent down to dodge the oncoming sword, while his toes brushed against the ground and slid backwards.

With a murderous aura in his face, he immediately pulled out the dagger he was carrying from his boot and stabbed at the person opposite.

The man in black kept pressing his sword to his vital point, and he dodged sideways, and when the man in black turned around, the dagger stabbed into his neck.

As soon as he finished solving one, another man in black ran up again, and he hurriedly threw the person in his hand at the man in black, but the man in black didn't blink his eyes, and directly kicked his dead companion to the side - just because his companion was in the way.

He dealt with the steady stream of men in black, distractedly observing their clothing and accessories, trying to find out which organization they were.

The wheel battle is the same as the method of dealing with Leng Shaoming in the Beichen Palace.

Whether it is Leng Shaoming or the person in front of him, their martial arts and physical strength have never been able to compete with the organization that implements wheel warfare.

The men in black also practiced wheel warfare at the beginning, and in the end, they simply went together.

The man snatched the sword, and there was another one over there, and each of the men in black stabbed him in the vital point.

After a few rounds, the man was already a little exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, and he still had a letter from his wife to his master in his arms!

His body, face, and dagger were already stained with blood, some of them in black, some of his own.

When everyone was fighting, a leaf flew from behind him, the emerald green leaf was like a broken bamboo, and the soft edge became a blade at this moment, mixed with dust, and flew to the man's neck with great accuracy.

One move kills.

The scuffle is over.

The man's neck twisted back, as if he wanted to see who it was before he died, but he could no longer see it.

Before closing his eyes, he saw only a strand of gray hair.

Hair......

Star Picking Pavilion Pavilion Master ......

The Pavilion Master walked up to him, took out a letter, and opened it.

Juanxiu's font, one stroke at a time, tells the thoughts.

The pavilion master's face was expressionless, as if he had long expected what the new content was.

The pavilion master said: "Deal with it." ”

Qingying looked at the back of the pavilion master leaving and sighed.

That white hair was so flamboyant, even the tips of the hair revealed indifference.

When Qingying arrived, the Pavilion Master was still staring at the letter.

The pavilion master said: "Done?" ”

Qingying said: "Hmm. Lord, do you want to send the letter over now? ”

The Pavilion Master nodded and tossed the letter to him.

Qingying looked at the undamaged letter, and couldn't help but wonder, is the pavilion master really sure?

When Leng Sichen returned to the camp after receiving the holy decree, he saw a letter on the table.

He opened it, saw that it was familiar handwriting, and relaxed.

It happened that Eleven came in, saw Leng Sichen's satisfied smile on his face, and asked, "Master, has Madame's letter arrived?" ”

Leng Sichen frowned with an "um" and said, "Didn't you put it here?" ”

Whether it was a letter or a report, the people in the Pavilion had always told him in person that they really couldn't find him, and they would hand it over to Eleven and Hanying, and then a few of them would tell Leng Sichen.

This was the first time that the letter had been placed on his desk while he was away.

Eleven also frowned and said, "It's not me!" I didn't see it before my master, how could I put it here? Eleven muttered again, "No, the people of the Pavilion will not be undisciplined!" ”

Leng Sichen said: "You go and find the person who delivered the letter." ”

Eleven sensed that something was wrong and said, "Yes." ”

"Lord Wang, General Li asks to see you." The little soldier reports.

Leng Sichen pressed the letter to his pillow, lifted the curtain of the tent, and said, "What happened to General Li?" ”

General Li hugged his fist to Leng Sichen and said, "The last general is here to thank the prince for all the soldiers, if it is not for the timely rescue of the prince, the last general and others may have died in battle." ”

Leng Sichen waved his hand and said, "The general's words are serious. ”

After General Li listened, he was still standing in place, and Leng Sichen asked, "Is there anything else to do with the general?" ”

General Li said hesitantly: "The last general wants to invite the prince to participate in tonight's farewell banquet." ”

Leng Sichen said: "Farewell banquet? ”

General Li explained: "It was the farewell banquet held by the soldiers for the prince, to thank the prince, and to ask the prince to attend. ”

General Li was also very apprehensive, after several months of getting along, he felt that Prince Chen didn't like this kind of too lively occasion very much.

Leng Sichen pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, this king must attend on time." ”

General Li breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The last general will retire." ”