Wanyan Honglie looked around slightly, and stayed on Mu Nianci's body for a while.

Only then did his gaze return to Lu Li, and he said with a polite smile: "Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, I can see Nanshan leisurely." Mr. Xiao Lu, you have quite the artistic conception in Mr. Jingjie's poems here. ”

"It's okay......"

Lu Li said casually, suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "King Zhao also knows Mr. Jingjie?" ”

"Although this king is reckless, he is very fond of the Great Song Dynasty culture. In my spare time, I also read some outstanding poetry articles. ”

As he spoke, Wan Yan Honglie bowed slightly, with some longing in his expression, and after glancing at Lu Li slightly, he continued to smile and said, "Besides, didn't it also be mentioned in "Sun Tzu: Seeking Attack"? Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. ”

After reading Yan Honglie's current speech and demeanor, he still wants to talk about it and get close to him.

However, this also made Lu Li even more puzzled.

After speaking, Yan Honglie came to find a place for Ouyang Ke, but he didn't look like it at all.

Just by his side are the Lingzhi Venerable, Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian, these straw bales together, they may not be able to beat the current Guo Jing.

What's more, Hong Qigong, who is known as the Northern Beggar, is still here.

This......

If they come looking for trouble, they won't have the slightest chance.

Besides, when someone smashes the field with his subordinates, he still chats with the other party first?

Lu Li couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he didn't bother to guess, so he asked bluntly: "King Zhao came here late at night, what might as well be said directly?" ”

This is the second time he has asked Yan Honglie about his intentions, if this guy continues to beat around the bush, then don't blame him for not giving face to the eviction order.

"Mr. Xiao Lu is really fast-talking."

Wanyan Honglie praised it, clapped his hands lightly as he spoke, and gestured left and right.

Immediately, one of the guards behind him brought a wooden tray with gold, silver and jewelry.

Lu Li squinted slightly, but his doubts were a little more confused, and he asked again: "No merit, dare to ask King Zhao what this means?" ”

Wanyan Honglie smiled slightly, ignored the hungry wolf-like gazes of the three masters around him, and said lightly: "A few gifts, it is a little bit of the king's heart, and I also want to ask Mr. Xiao Lu for a favor, after the matter is completed, there will be a heavy thanks." ”

This weasel gives New Year's greetings to chickens, how can he be kind?

Lu Li secretly scolded himself, and immediately asked vigilantly, "What are you busy with?" ”

Wanyan Honglie still had a humble smile on his face, and said in a calm tone: "This matter may be as difficult as heaven for others. But for you, it's as simple as digging through your bag. Mr. Xiao Lu is known as a thief, so I would like to ask you to help me find something in Lin'an Da Nei. ”

After Yan Honglie mentioned Lin'an Da Nei, Lu Li remembered.

Wanyan Honglie's purpose in recruiting the five masters was not to go to Da Nei to steal Wu Mu's suicide note?

Now there is a famous thief saint here, thinking that if he, the saint of thieves, comes out, then Wu Mu's suicide note must be easy to capture, and it will be effortless.

Speaking of which, this troublesome matter now is really a hole he dug by himself, and then he pushed himself into it inexplicably.

After Lu Li pondered for a moment, he said tentatively: "But what about Wu Mu's suicide note? ”

This time, it was Yan Honglie's turn to be surprised.

Hearing Lu Li's words, he explained his purpose, and Wanyan Honglie's expression of wisdom beads in his hand finally changed, and his eyes flickered one after another, and he was also suspicious.

The smile retracted, and after taking a deep look at Lu Li, Wanyan Honglie asked in surprise: "Do you also know Wu Mu's suicide note?" ”

Of course I do.

I also know that Wu Mu's suicide note is actually not in Lin'an's inner house.

However, it's a shame not to pick up a handful of wool.

After Lu Li glanced at Yan Honglie and a few people, he thought about it a little in his heart, and then pretended to be profound: "The family teacher Jianghu is called Baixiao Crazy Sheng, although he doesn't dare to say that he knows everything about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he also knows everything about the martial arts and the origins of the various sects of martial arts, this Wu Mu testament is the relic of General Yue Fei, as for its whereabouts, I naturally know a little bit about it." ”

"Baixiao is crazy? I haven't heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes. ”

It's not just Wanyan Honglie who thinks so in his heart, but several masters around him are also recalling this person's information in their minds, even the well-informed Hong Qigong.

As the saying goes, the people who know you best are often your enemies.

Huang Rong knew at a glance that Lu Li was pulling the banner as a tiger skin, and even explained in a low voice to Hong Qigong: "Master, every time this guy opens his mouth, it is what the people in the rivers and lakes call him, don't believe his nonsense." ”

Hong Qigong shook his head, and was silent with a serious expression and did not speak.

Wan Yan Honglie's eyes looked at the three masters around him one after another, and when he saw that they were also confused, he calmly admitted: "This king is a little lonely and unheard, and he has never heard of the name of the respected teacher. ”

As the saying goes: small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city. The same is true of the family teacher, his old man's whereabouts are erratic, haunting and impermanent, and few people have ever known about it. ”

Lu Li said with a little respect on his face, and said: "Because he is frivolous and indulgent, and his temperament is sometimes happy and angry, so he has won the title of Baixiao Crazy Birth, but his breadth of knowledge is indeed the best in Shenzhou." Not only is he proficient in poetry and songs from the past and present, but he is also proficient in astronomy and geography, the five elements of mathematics, and Qimen Dunjia. I only learn 12/10 of them, and I will benefit for the rest of my life. ”

【Faith from King Zhao Wanyan Honglie's +86】

【Faith from the Venerable Master+54】

[Faith from the Ghost Gate Dragon King Sha Tongtian +51]

[Faith from the Thousand Hands Slaughtering Peng Lianhu +47]

【Faith from the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong +93】

【Faith from Guo Jing +107】

......

Wanyan Honglie couldn't help but secretly think that Liang Ziweng, whom he had spent a lot of money on, was not the opponent of this young man, so what a master his master was. Now that I heard Lu Li's words, I couldn't help but think a little higher about him in my heart.

When he was stunned for a moment, Wanyan Honglie realized that something was wrong, he didn't come to listen to these things, his mind was accidentally led astray by this young man.

Wanyan Honglie narrowed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Xiao Lu, since you know about that Wu Mu's suicide note, are you willing to go and find it for this king?" ”

Lu Li shook his head without thinking about it and said: "I only know that Wu Mu's suicide note is in Lin'an Da, but I don't know where it is. Besides, Jin and Song are different, please forgive Lu for his disobedience, and King Zhao should invite Gao Yin separately. ”

"What if the king wants you to do this favor?"

Wanyan Honglie's expression was abrupt, his words changed suddenly, and his tone suddenly became cold, without the humility and politeness just now, and his body exuded an invisible force.

The meaning of coercion in the words is obvious.

Lu Li's expression was flat, and he said-for-tat: "What I don't want to do, I'm afraid Your Excellency can't help it." ”

"Hahaha!"

Wanyan Honglie laughed a few times, and the compulsion dissipated invisibly, and said to himself: "A few days ago, a man named Mu Yi sneaked into my palace and was captured by the masters in my palace. ”