What is Mo Ya's most important thing to do? There is no doubt that it is to go to Chang'an to find Her Royal Highness the beloved princess. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Ya thought for a long time, then quietly looked back a few times, and after confirming that there was no one, he exhaled lightly, and his expression was extremely serious.

"As long as you don't lie to me, I will definitely go!"

Although Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't see her, he still tried to look at her with his eyes, which could dispel the other party's doubts and make the other party believe in himself more.

"If you can trust me, I can do it. ”

Do I believe him?

This envoy of the Tang Dynasty may be due to his young age, and he does not have the majesty that matches the name of his country, but has an indescribable liking.

Looking at the white flakes covering his eyes, Mo Ya didn't think about where the antidote of the national teacher was placed, or whether the national teacher would heal his eyes, she just felt that the other party's eyes were very sincere.

Or rather, this attitude made her trust.

She didn't answer directly, ran away with a red face, and stood up reflexively when she was about to go out.

"Let me think about it!"

After saying that, her figure disappeared into the house, Zhuo Zangfeng heard her footsteps walking away, and suddenly frowned, why are you so careless, you should ask how to deal with those hateful Xuanyin wolves.

If you want to escape from this place, you must kill or lure the Dark Wolf away. But with their current cultivation, it is not easy to kill the Xuanying Wolf, and if they don't get it right, they will be subject to harsher guards.

Now they still don't understand why the national teacher of Yan Zhiguo detained the princess here without permission, and according to the decree of diplomatic relations, they should have been received by the king at this time.

It had been seven days now, and there was no reason why the king should not receive them. Especially after knowing that Princess Yan Zhiguo was a hostage in the Tang Dynasty, he can be even more sure that the king knows nothing about this matter.

But as the national teacher of Yanzhi Country, Na Sumeru will never simply be for a map of Shentan.

What other plans did he have, Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't figure it out for a while.

In the middle of the night, you can still hear the roar of the Xuanyin wolf to the moon, and the sad cry seems to tell the endless loneliness of the ages.

It's not easy to deal with the Dark Wolf.

According to the information heard from Mo Ya's mouth later, this kind of wolf is raised by a special person, and the wolf keeper is called a wolf attendant.

Zhuo Zangfeng almost squirted out a mouthful of tea when he heard this name for the first time, why don't you call him a waiter, isn't this an insult to the officials of the Tang Dynasty, or a teasing.

Moreover, in addition to foraging for food by themselves, the Xuanming Wolf only eats the food sent by the master or the wolf attendant, and besides, except for their orders, others, including the king of Yanzhiguo, cannot command.

And the owner of these wolves is none other than the national teacher Na Sumeru.

From this point of view, it really won't work to lure away the Xuan Ying Wolf, so the only way to find a breakthrough is to find a breakthrough from the wolf servant.

According to Mo Ya, the wolf attendant who stayed here to guard the princess was friendly with the female music named Xiao Ni among them, and often secretly went out on dates. This wolf attendant was instructed by the monks in the Iron Imperial Floating Massacre, and these monks naturally came from the Nasumeru sect.

But this wolf waiter's name is Zaligu, and in addition to liking Xiaoni, he has a hobby of "gambling on swords". He doesn't yearn for the Tang Dynasty, his wish is to get rid of the lowly status of the wolf servant, enter the Iron Imperial Floating Slaughter, and become a cultivator.

"What is a gambling sword?"

Zhuo Zangfeng listened to Mo Ya pour the tea into the cup in front of the table, sniffing the faint fragrance of tea, and couldn't help asking.

"When I was in Datang, I once saw an official take out the sword and invite everyone to look at it, and say the name and grade of the sword. ”

Mo Yasi pondered and said: "Our Yanzhiguo's gambling sword is similar to this, except that many swords of the same level are arranged in a row, let the guests choose, and place bets, and then the two warriors will slash each other with swords, and the sword is missing, or broken, even if it loses, pay the other party silver." ”

"Wouldn't that destroy many swords?"

Zhuo Zangfeng was slightly dissatisfied with this rude way of treating the sword, isn't this a waste of the sword? This is unimaginable in the minds of the people of the Tang Dynasty who regard the sword as a sacred object.

Mo Ya didn't notice the change in his expression, but in the face of this question, he smiled, looking noncommittal.

"According to the regulations, if a sword wins three times in a row, it will no longer participate in gambling battles, and it will be accepted by the military department of my Dayan country as a victory, and the military department will give a reward. Of course, as a victory, the military department will also select good swords from them as equipment for gambling on swords. Bet on swords within their ranks. In the entire Dayan Kingdom, even the princes and nobles are very fond of this kind of gameplay. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Zangfeng was shocked, and he faintly understood the true intention behind Yan Zhiguo's fun and gambling fight. He didn't speak, listening to Moya continue.

"Of course, if you are confident in your sword, you can also bring it to participate, and if you win, you will have a richer reward. ”

"What reward?"

"The Ministry of War will give the sword bearer a reward ten times that of the sword, if the sword is set by the sword master of the Great Yan State as a wonderful product or above, the sword bearer can choose to practice in the Iron Imperial Floating Tu, and all the food and lodging will be arranged by the monastery. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng thought about another thing in his heart, but asked on his lips: "Then in the gambling sword, what is the treatment of winning a hundred battles?"

Mo Ya suddenly smiled, covered her tender red mouth, and stroked her stomach vigorously.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Ya raised her voice and said, "It's funny! It's funny! No one has ever been able to win a hundred battles, you are ......."

She thought about it, not sure if it was the word she heard in Datang, but she still said it: "You are a fool's dream!"

Zhuo Zangfeng took the tea in front of him and drank it down, and asked, "Is it so funny?"

Mo Ya slowed down for a moment, held back a smile, looked at him very seriously, and said: "In Dayan Country, Xiangjian masters have higher-level competitions, and they are not allowed to participate in this kind of competition among civilians, not to mention that even if they make an exception to participate, there is no guarantee of victory in a hundred battles." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng said stubbornly: "I just want to know, if there is such a person, how will your Great Yan Congress treat it?"

Mo Ya thought for a long time and said: "I can't tell what will happen to the king, I can only imagine that if there is such a person, he will win a lot of money, and there will be many girls from the Great Yan Kingdom vying to marry him......"

Her voice was very beautiful, like the chirping of a lark, clear and tactful, so that Zhuo Zangfeng's unhappiness caused by the thought of that very serious problem just now quickly concealed.

"Mo Ya, you take me to gamble on the sword, and I will win you a lot of silver. ”

Mo Ya stared at him with beautiful eyes, and in the girl's heart, she really couldn't guess where this guy who couldn't see got this confidence.

She suddenly became a little unhappy, and the inexplicable emotion made her stand on the ground a little dazed.

Although the envoy of the Tang Dynasty in front of her had also asked herself for the antidote to the eye disease of Her Royal Highness the Princess, as a woman with no real power, she really had limited knowledge.

They don't know martial arts, let alone practice, although no one told them that the eyes of the princess and the envoy of the Tang Dynasty were because of the poison of the skull monk's witch sword, but they thought that the powerful national teacher would definitely be able to heal their eyes, but they didn't know why, the national teacher brought them here but avoided it.

Don't say whether this matter was intentional by the national teacher, but Mo Ya hoped that Zhuo Zangfeng could recover his eyesight. In her heart, she thinks that such a handsome man can't be blind no matter what, isn't that the biggest regret in the world?

So her heart became inexplicably irritable.

Faced with Zhuo Zangfeng's confidence that he was going to gamble on the sword, she thought it was just a joke.

"Okay! Win a lot of money and you can redeem her jewelry for Xiaoni. ”

When he said this, Mo Ya didn't know whether he really believed in this Tang envoy or was joking and perfunctory.

Zhuo Zangfeng sensed that there was a hint of distrust in Mo Ya's tone, he thought about it, raised his hand and called Mo Ya to him, followed the faint fragrance on the hair, and whispered into her ear:

"Moya, I know you don't believe it, but you will believe it soon. Although I can't see it, I understand very well, your Lingxiu sister's swordsmanship is not bad, she has a short sword hidden in her sleeve, if my guess is not bad, that short sword is from my Tang Dynasty, and it is engraved with the name of the swordsmith. ”

Mo Ya almost screamed in surprise before he could finish speaking, but Zhuo Zangfeng was already prepared, and one hand was already covering her tender red lips.

After all, his eyes can't see, and when his hand covered Mo Ya, his elbow inadvertently pressed against Mo Ya's slightly bulging place, and Xiao He's sharp corners were exposed.

Mo Ya only cared about panicking, and didn't notice for a moment that somewhere in her place "a dragonfly had already stood on her head", waiting for her to find out. Immediately blushing to the base of the neck.

Zhuo Zangfeng waited for her emotions to calm down a little, and then slowly let go of his palm, and suddenly found that he had once again touched a place where the girl should not have touched in a hurry, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he forgot what he had just said about it, and he grabbed the empty teacup and put it in his mouth in disguise.

Mo Ya saw that he was at a loss, but he sneered, took back the cup in his hand, put it on the mahogany table in front of him, poured him tea again, looked at him and said, "If you keep talking, I will listen to a story." ”

The confidence on Zhuo Zangfeng's face had dissipated, and he had been brewing for a long time, but he didn't succeed after all, so he had to say in a slightly innocent tone: "I didn't mean to. ”

Mo Ya looked at him with a smile and said softly: "I didn't ask you this, I want you to continue to talk about the short sword in Sister Lingxiu's sleeve." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng was relieved, thought about it, and said: "These **** pay attention to listen, in the middle of the night, when the whistle sounds, the breathing sound of the Xuanming wolf will become thinner, and Xiao Ni will secretly open the door and go out; ”

"I don't know anything, but the two of them used to laugh at me and say that I was sleeping and singing. ”

"If you're asleep, you won't know. ”

"That'...... You can't see with your eyes, how can you know that Sister Lingxiu has a sword on her? And it's a short sword, and you can tell the source of the sword, are you lying to me?"