Wang Qiyuan got up and looked up, looking at Murong Zhuo's smiling expression and Beihai Ming, who had been holding a small porcelain bottle in his right hand.

After struggling for a long time, he arched his hand with the gift of the Central Plains and said, "Dare to ask the general, how to be his own person in the general's heart?" ”

After waiting for so long, what Murong Zhuozhuo was waiting for was this sentence, only to see Murong Zhuozhuo come to Wang Qiyuan and look at Wang Qiyuan directly.

The first time I observed Murong Zhuo at close range, his eyes were really as insidious and terrifying as the lone wolf in the Northern Barbarian Desert, with some arrogance in his cunning.

Murong Zhuozhuo pressed Wang Qiyuan on the chair, and his face changed suddenly, "General Ben wants you to help us open the gate of the Central Plains." ”

"What?" As soon as this sentence came out, a circle of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on Wang Qiyuan's forehead, and he didn't know if he was scared.

"The army of my Khanate went south, and it can start from all sides of the three states, Jingzhou Shanhaiguan, Dingzhou Pinggao Pass, Xiangzhou Beimen Pass, and Tulong Mountain near Xiqiang, and from the military point of view of the three states, Dingzhou is the weakest.

And Mr. is the senior disciple of the old Heavenly Master of Dingzhou Heavenly Master's Mansion, if Mr. Wang can help the army open the gate of Dingzhou Pingjiao Pass......" Murong Zhuozhuo's words were halfway through, and Wang Qiyuan in front of him was a little unable to hold on.

I saw Wang Qiyuan stand up from the chair with a buttocks, and the chair under him was bounced directly behind him.

"General Murong, my Wang Qiyuan is just a person from the rivers and lakes, I don't want to participate in the military and political affairs of the two countries, Pingjian Pass is a military important place, even if I have the heart to go, General Zhang, who is guarding the city, may not be able to do what I want, so I can't help under this busy, please ask General Murong for forgiveness."

Facing Wang Qiyuan's answer, Murong Zhuozhuo was not surprised, he continued, "Mr. Wang, don't worry, and listen to me, this general is not asking you to fight against the Pingjian Pass with the strength of one person, but needs you to help us at a critical time. ”

"General Murong means to make me a traitor?" Wang Qiyuan looked at Murong Zhuo with his fists clenched.

"Don't say it so ugly, when the army of my Khanate takes Dingzhou, this general will definitely play the Great Khan to make you the envoy of the Dingzhou Festival, that is, the Dingzhou pastor in your Central Plains, at that time, who will care if you are a traitor?" Murong Zhuozhuo gently patted Wang Qiyuan's shoulder.

Being a mole?

Treason?

These two words frantically poured out of Wang Qiyuan's mind, although the Heavenly Master's Mansion has a high prestige in Dingzhou, even higher than the imperial court, but his master, the Heavenly Master Lu Pingyuan, has always taught them that they are the common people, and they should not do anything to be sorry for themselves and their ancestors at any time.

However, now, Murong Zhuozhuo's words were undoubtedly making him do something sorry for his ancestors and himself.

Seeing Wang Qiyuan's tangled and painful appearance, Murong Zhuozhuo looked at Beihai Ming, who got up and came to Wang Qiyuan's side, stuffed the porcelain bottle in his hand into Wang Qiyuan's hand, and told him softly.

"Mr. Wang, you can make a decision after you think about it, and if you submit to our khanate, General Murong will never treat you badly, and on the day you take Dingzhou, I will hand over the complete antidote to you, so that you can completely get rid of the pain of eating bones and scratching your heart."

Wang Qiyuan stared at Beihai Ming, devouring bones, if it wasn't for his own thoughts, how could he be in Beihai Ming's bone-devouring scattering? And how could he be here.

"Mr. Wang, the identity of the envoy of the Dingzhou Festival plus the identity of the great disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is enough to make you beautiful for a lifetime.

Besides, don't you understand the current situation? There is an old saying in the Central Plains of you, which is called the one who knows the times is Junjie, Mr. Wang, General Ben guesses that you are not the kind of person who admits death.

After all, this isn't the first time you've dealt with our khanate......" The threat in Murong Zhuo's words was overflowing.

For a moment, Wang Qiyuan felt that his breathing had become harder, he squeezed the porcelain bottle in his left hand hard, but he didn't dare to crush him, and finally looked at Murong Zhuo's pale and terrible face, Wang Qiyuan chose to compromise.

"General Murong, I hope you are true to your word." Wang Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said this sentence that made him be poked in the backbone for a lifetime.

Murong Zhuozhuo laughed loudly, directly hugged Wang Qiyuan's shoulder, and laughed, "Mr. Wang, this general's promise to his own people has always been a matter of words, Beihai Ming, Mr. Wang has been tired all the way, take Mr. Wang down to have a good rest." ”

"Yes."

Beihai smiled knowingly, and said in a deep voice, "Someone." ”

The next moment, the little girl who had just been served tea by Wang Qiyuan walked in, the little girl in her cardamom years was very cute, especially very suitable for Wang Qiyuan's appetite.

"Take Mr. Wang down to rest, and serve Mr. Wang well tonight." Beihai commanded.

"The maidservant obeys." The little girl nodded timidly.

Murong Zhuozhuo pulled Wang Qiyuan, looked at the little girl, and said softly, "Mr. Wang, this general will never treat his own people badly. ”

Wang Qiyuan looked at Murong Zhuozhuo, and his heart was dumbfounded.

……

Revisiting Jingzhou Hanjiang City, Ning Xiaochuan came to the street stall and ate a bowl of wontons.

In Jingzhou in May, the temperature rises, and the streets are crowded with people, most of whom are pilgrims who go to Wudang Mountain, passing through Hanjiang City to stay here for one night.

When he set off from Xiangzhou, Ning Xiaochuan wanted to go to Wudang Mountain when he passed through Jingzhou, to see Zhang Xianren, and to see Zhang Qian'an on Lotus Peak.

But when he came to Jingzhou, he didn't want to go, if he really had a relationship with Daomen, then he didn't have to force it to see him again, not to mention, he was in a special situation now, and he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, in case he pulled Daomen in again, it would be hard to say.

In the city of the Han River, Ning Xiaochuan walked aimlessly, for some reason, he felt that there were a lot of pilgrims going to Wudang this year.

When Ning Xiaochuan walked past a butcher shop, the owner of the butcher shop looked up at him inadvertently, and Ning Xiaochuan would also look at the boss just right.

The boss was expressionless, and Ning Xiaochuan felt that the person in front of him was very angry, so he directly avoided his gaze.

After Ning Xiaochuan left, the boss stopped what he was doing and looked up at the empty city wall in the distance, his eyes were extremely terrifying.

Soon, the boss withdrew his gaze, and on the chair behind him, a man the size of a seven or eight-year-old child appeared at some point.

The man is not only as tall as a child, but even his white and tender face is like an ordinary child, if he didn't know the details of his old friends behind him, he might really be deceived.

The little boy in the chair dangled his legs as he watched the boss cut the meat, giggling from time to time.

After the boss finished chopping the meat on the board, the little boy said in a childish voice, "The meat filling is good." ”

"The proprietress of the Li family cloth shop in the west of the city wants to make dumplings to entertain guests today, and she specially asked me for ten catties of fat and thin meat filling, she is my old customer, and this meat filling can not be chopped carefully." Lu Wei said indifferently.

The little boy behind him smiled softly, "Ah Ping went to Xiangzhou?" ”

"I don't know, you know?" Lu Wei said while wrapping the meat filling with lotus leaves.

"I don't know, I only know that Pei Yu is in Xiangzhou, so I think Ah Ping should go to him." The little boy played with the lotus leaves in his hand and said while playing.

"Then let's go, we can't stop it." After Lu Wei skillfully wrapped ten catties of meat filling, he took out a basin of water and began to wash the knife.

The little boy was bored playing, got up and came to Lu Wei, looked at Lu Wei and said, "It's Ning Xiaochuan who just passed, right?" ”

"Yes."

"How do you know ......," the little boy said with a deep brow.

"When I just looked at him, I felt a murderous aura, a murderous aura from a divine powerhouse." Lu Wei said with heavy eyebrows.

The little boy nodded, stood on tiptoe to look at Ning Yanyuan's back, and said with emotion, "It's better to be a fetus, there are people to protect you wherever you go." ”

"What are you doing here? If you have something to say, don't affect my business. Lu Wei said unhappily.

The little boy spread his hands and said he was speechless, "I've been friends for more than a hundred years, let's see if you can't do it, really." ”

"If you don't have anything to do, you can come to me in a good way? I don't believe it. Lu Wei unceremoniously pierced the latter.

The little boy in front of him crossed his hands on his hips and came to Lu Wei angrily, "Hey, no matter how I say it, I am also one of the four masters of the Central Plains, the dignified Underworld Soul - Yan Feng, how can you say that, if this spreads, where will my face go." ”

Looking at Yan Feng, who had lived for almost two hundred years and still looked like a child, Lu Wei shook his head helplessly, "Ask you again, say no, don't say it, leave quickly." ”

"It's boring, okay, I said." Yan Feng reluctantly chose to compromise, sat on the chair and said, "Someone in the black market of Yindu wants to kill Ning Xiaochuan." ”

"What's my business?" Lu Wei said without replying.

"The people who killed Ning Xiaochuan gave a lot, and the people in the black market were worried that they wouldn't be able to catch it, so they found the old monster."

As Yan Feng's last sentence came out, Lu Wei finally stopped what he was doing and looked back at Yan Feng.

"Old Monster ......"

Lu Wei muttered three words of old monster in his mouth, these three words were too familiar to him, but they were also too unfamiliar.

"Is it none of your business now?"

Yan Feng got up and stood on the chair and looked at Lu Wei, his eyes rolled and said, "The old monster knows that you are in Hanjiang City, so he won't do it here, if I calculate it accurately, he should be able to make a move at the junction of Jing and Jiaozhou, and according to Ning Xiaochuan's current strength, I am afraid that he will die if he makes one move." ”

"Can't let him do it." Lu Wei said sharply.

"Are you afraid of the master behind Ning Xiaochuan?" Yan Feng crossed his hands on his hips, it was none of his business to change him this time, "Is there anyone in this world who can stop the old monster?" ”

"Ning Xiaochuan is dead, Pei Yu will kill him."

"Cut." Yan Feng said a wordless speechlessly, "I thought you were worried about Ning Xiaochuan." ”

"We're going to make a move." Lu Wei put down the blocked double knives, looked at Yan Feng and said.

Yan Feng spread his hands again, shook his head and said, "What's the matter with me, don't go." ”

"Three Meditation Pills."

"No, no."

"Five."

“……”

"Ten."

"Let's go! Let's go now! ”