In the middle of summer, the mattress can't withstand the heat.

Lu Fanchi got up outside the door, and saw a carriage waiting outside the courtyard from afar, he returned to the house with understanding, brought the wine he bought yesterday, and instructed Fan Qing to stay at home honestly, Fan Qing was naturally well-behaved and obedient, and watched his son go in front of the door.

The strong man in tiger armor had a fine grass root, and when he saw Lu Fanchi coming, he threw away the grass casually, got into the carriage, and today he was wronged to be a young coachman.

With a shout, the carriage headed towards the Great Wall of the Prison Dragon, the road was not too far, but it was enough for Lu Fanchi to sit in the carriage and take a nap for a while, he stroked the two jars of wine, and couldn't help but sigh, when he bought this wine, he bargained with the shopkeeper and bought it, hoping not to waste it.

The road was bumpy as always, Lu Fanchi's body shook up and down, he simply opened the front curtain, called out, and said, "Do you know General Changwei?" ”

Mo Zhao stepped to the side, with a leisurely face, and said with a smile: "When Cha Thirteen told me yesterday, I really admired you, and I actually wanted to find Chu Muqing to be the wronged leader, first think about how many lives I have to take it, die, I will wait under the city wall to pick up the corpse." ”

Lu Fanchi asked, "He has a bad temper?" Don't like to drink? ”

Mo Zhao snorted, sped up the speed of the carriage, and then continued: "Who doesn't love wine, as for the temper, I don't know, I haven't covered up with him, but the soldiers stationed on the Great Wall of the Imprisoned Dragon all know that this General Chu, since two or three years ago, three monks who refined the state of mind came to him to fight, and one took turns to fight for a year, that is, since he fought with these three monks, he has not seen General Chu, but occasionally when you look up, you can see him coming out of the small attic, probably to breathe, After all, he hasn't come down from the Great Wall of Imprisoned Dragons for several years, and thanks to him, no one on the Great Wall of Imprisoned Dragons dares to come, so it will be a lot easier for us little soldiers and shrimps, ah, except for you, of course. ”

Lu Fanchi said with a smile: "How many years? No one has ever been up? He won't be hungry? Can't call? ”

Mo Zhao turned his head and pointed to the box in the car, and said: "Every day when the food is delivered on time, it will be sent to the small attic on the Great Wall of the prison building, and you will change your clothes in the carriage and pretend to deliver the food, but you can also rest assured, General Chu's place is only him." ”

The carriage galloped in the rice fields in the countryside, and the villagers who were bending down straightened their waists one after another, looking at them one by one, if there was no such thing as refining medicine and weapons, this farmer would be diligent, and the harvest in the coming year would be regarded as peace and tranquility under the governance of Yuguo.

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"It's here! Come down, this road is so bumpy, how can you sleep? Hurry up and change your clothes! Mo Zhao opened the curtain and saw that Lu Fanchi's sleepy eyes were hazy, which made him knock impatiently and urged sharply.

Lu Fanchi was in the car for a long time, picked up two jars of wine and got out of the car slowly, this armor was put on, itchy all over, he glanced at Mo Zhao, and was very suspicious that he had taken it off from a soldier who had been dead for several days and gave it to him.

Mo Zhao led Lu Fanchi to the stone steps by the city wall, and the two Yuguo soldiers were in awe when they saw the two coming.

"Deliver food to General Chu."

Mo Zhao walked in front, but just greeted and stepped up, and Lu Fanchi followed closely behind.

The slope of this stone step is comparable to that of a high mountain, countless classes, and this unsatisfactory scorching sun, which made Lu Fanchi hot-headed, and said: "It's so high, no wonder no one wants to go up, climb every day, and don't die of exhaustion." ”

Mo Zhao's personality is similar to that of Na Lu Cui, he speaks bluntly, and after listening to Lu Fanchi's complaints, he sneered and said: "Boy, when I see you, you don't have to practice, and you have a lot of spiritual power, so you are still a monk... A few of my hands without spiritual roots can beat you up! ”

The two of them continued to climb the stairs, resting a few times in between, and it was almost an hour before they finally walked up to the city.

Lu Fanchi was tired and sweaty, and his armor was very stuffy, his hands and feet were soft and he squatted on the ground, looking ahead, the mountains connected to the Great Wall of the Prison Dragon, the peaks went straight to the clouds, and there seemed to be a giant axe splitting between the mountain passes, giving way to a road to the Great Wall.

"Hurry up!" Mo Zhao took out the tone of his usual training and shouted.

The boy lifted his heavy armor and walked straight after him.

On the Great Wall, there are four attics, respectively in four directions, the east green dragon, the west white tiger, the south Vermilion Bird, the north Xuanwu, which means to guard this place.

Lu Fanchi couldn't help but smile, using the four beasts to suppress the dragon vein? The people who set up the formation have to think about it.

Chu Muqing was in the attic of the White Tiger in the West, and when the two of them were about to arrive, Mo Zhao stopped, shook his hand, and let Lu Fanchi go alone.

Lu Fanchi straightened his body, adjusted his breathing, knocked on the door slowly, raised his voice and shouted, "General Chu!" ”

The voice was so loud that even Mo Zhao, who was standing in the distance, could hear it, but no one responded to open the door.

So Lu Fanchi changed his name and continued to shout: "General Chu! There is alcohol to drink! ”

As soon as the words fell, the door was slowly pushed open in front of him, and a fragile voice said, "You, put the wine... Putting it in place, I... I'll take it later. ”

Before coming, Lu Fanchi made full preparations, imagining in his mind that this Chu Muqing should be majestic in white armor, what's the matter, the voice should be extremely deep, but the voice in this door is so weak and slender, it seems to be a woman.

No, it shouldn't be Chu Muqing inside, Lu Fanchi kicked it open, and the man in white behind the door was knocked down, and Mo Zhao in the distance was shocked, thinking that the two sides had made a move.

I saw Lu Fanchi turn his head and wave his hand, signaling him not to come over, and Mo Zhao, who was not clear, immediately turned around again.

Lu Fanchi looked at the thin man in white in front of him and said in surprise: "Are you Chu Muqing?" ”

The man in white had messy hair, his face was pale, and his beard seemed to have not been repaired for several years, allowing it to grow.

Lu Fanchi looked at the man's eyes blankly, how could he have the might of a general, and asked, "What about Chu Muqing!" ”

The man in white stood up, held his old voice, and said mightily: "It's right down there!" You little doll, why did you suddenly bang on the door and come in, I don't know the etiquette, no! Who are you? Why isn't it Chu Xiang who usually delivers food!"

Chu Muqing shook the ground, and his hands made a gesture to collect all his aura, intending to punch.

Lu Fanchi panicked, and immediately raised his hand to stand up, Chu Muqing's punch, even if it was ten bone refining realms, it couldn't withstand it!

In an instant, a punch blasted away, and Lu Fanchi's arm smashed like a small pebble, causing some ripples.

The young man didn't feel pain, and no blood spurted out, and his eyes looked at the grinning man in confusion.

Chu Muqing said with a smile: "I'm playing with you, the wine comes from the wine." ”

Lu Fanchi asked again in confusion: "Are you really Chu Muqing?" ”

Chu Muqing patted his thin chest and said, "Of course! ”