Bard?

Who would recite poetry in this barren mountain and wilderness?

No, no, although it is almost dusk, this Shaohua Mountain is more like a fairyland, is it that the immortals are chanting poetry?

Mu Chenxue looked at Wei Zimo in confusion, with a look of confusion.

As soon as Wei Zimo pulled the reins, the horse under his crotch slowed down. Looking up at the towering boulder, he smiled slightly, and also chanted a poem: "Dark night low eyebrows and lovesick fat." ”

This is a poem that Wei Fu Fence temporarily taught him when he was in Wei Wei's mansion:

Leaning on the railing to look up and be thin,

Dark night low-eyebrow acacia fat.

The shadow of the crane fades on the red peak,

The blue-robed man with a feather scarf does not return.

This poem is the code word used by Wei Zimo and the people of Shaohua Mountain Lanlu when they handed over the task.

Wei Zimo didn't know if Shaohua Mountain also had a rudder of the Long Bi Battalion? I don't know the identity of Lanlu's master, anyway, his master, Mr. Xiyue, didn't mention it.

After the two secret words were met, two knife tips first appeared from the bushes on the boulder, gently brushed away the bushes, and then two people came out.

Looking at the costumes of these two people, although they hold knives in their hands, they are also brocade clothes and forging robes, one basket and one gray, one long and one young, not ordinary low-level characters, let alone bandits and grass robbers.

But it doesn't look like the dress of the dead soldiers of the Dragon Horse Camp. The dead soldiers in Xiyue Peak, except for Wei Zimo, who are clothed and fed, the living conditions of the others are actually very poor, at least they don't wear silk and satin.

The older man was in his forties, dressed in blue, looked at Wei Zimo, and asked with a cold face, "Your Excellency is Wei Zimo Wei Gongzi?" ”

Wei Zimo didn't answer directly, and then chanted the next line of poetry: "The shadow of the crane on the Chixia Cuifeng fades." ”

Then wait for the other person to say the last sentence.

"Haha......"

The two people on the boulder laughed loudly, and as soon as their bodies soared, they fell down from the boulder two feet high, and their knees did not tremble when they landed.

After the two people landed, they stood in place with knives in their hands and clenched their fists, and the man in blue said the next sentence: "The man in the blue shirt with a feather scarf will not return...... Wei Gongzi has worked hard, please come with me. ”

Wei Zimo bowed slightly at Mu Chenxue, who was stunned, shook the reins, and the BMW let go of his footsteps and followed the two people behind the boulder.

There was a wide hole behind the two-zhang high boulder.

The four had just entered the cave when there was a sudden sound of "Huohuo" behind them, and the entrance to the cave was sealed.

It turns out that this is a secret tunnel leading to Lanlu, up and down two miles, but it is also relatively spacious, and you can also pass through it on horseback.

Walking out of the cave, the man in blue pressed somewhere at the entrance of the cave, only to hear "a bang, and a stone door slowly moved down from below like a roller shutter, sealing the entrance to the cave."

Wei Zimo couldn't help but marvel, there was a hole on both sides of this tunnel, and outsiders couldn't see any flaws.

When I came out, I was halfway up the mountain, and there was a dense forest in front of me.

The two introduced themselves, the older blue-clothed basket was called Muren, and he was really forty years old; The gray-clothed sword boy is called Huowa, sixteen years old, the same age as Mu Chenxue.

It can be seen that the kung fu of both of them is unusual.

The wooden people and the fire baby walked towards the mountainside on the right with Wei Zimo and Mu Chenxue as if they were tied up, turned a corner, and sure enough, they saw Dong Fenglan all over the mountains.

It's winter now, and the blooming nature is the winter phoenix, and it must be a different scene in spring.

Walking along the two rows of withered maple trees, there was indeed a house in front of it.

"This is Lan Lu?"

Wei Zimo was a little confused.

The so-called "Lu" is a low thatched hut in Wei Zimo's impression, but although this house is also built with grass, it is very huge, similar to the meeting hall of the secret base of the Longbi camp in Xiyue Peak.

It can be said to be a secluded mountain villa in a paradise

"Exactly." The wooden man looked at Yang Zao on Wei Zimo's back, smiled and said, "Mr. estimated that Gongzi should have arrived, so he sent Muren and Huowa to wait outside, and sure enough, he waited for Gongzi...... Childe please! ”

Lanlu didn't have a single guard, but Wei Zimo felt that there were secret sentinels hidden in the surrounding woods and rockeries, so he was very careful.

As soon as he walked to the door of Lanlu, the gray-clothed sword boy Huowa stopped Mu Chenxue.

"Childe, Mr. will only let you in alone."

The wooden man smiled at Wei Zimo again.

Mu Chenxue was a little angry, specifically a little aggrieved. He also made a great contribution to the completion of this mission, and now that the task is completed, he has been put aside.

Wei Zimo nodded at Mu Chenxue and signaled him to be calm.

After all, this mission is a top secret, the fewer people who know the inside story, the better, both public and private, and not letting Mu Chenxue in is not necessarily a bad thing. Besides, now I'm here to hand over the task, not to ask for credit.

Mu Chenxue turned around helplessly, wrapped in a white fur, and squatted at the door of Lanlu like a round ball, looking at the lush forest under the mountain.

Separated by a mountain, there is a snowstorm outside the mountain, but the mountain is full of spring, and it is really a paradise here.

The wooden man brought Wei Zimo into the Lanlu hall, and there was a thin middle-aged man sitting inside, less than fifty years old. A handsome young man in white, with a long sword on his back, hung beside his master.

"Childe has worked hard."

"Hard work, sir."

The conversation between the two is very concise.

Regarding the identity of the owner of Lanlu, Wei Fuli introduced it to Wei Zimo, this person was originally Mr. Chen Li, the palace prince, who suddenly disappeared three years ago.

At that time, Emperor Han Ai was already terminally ill and ignored the government and politics, and the empress dowager Wang Zhengjun was in charge of every opportunity, and he didn't have the heart to care about the whereabouts of a prince.

Mr. Chen Li, the owner of Lanlu, smiled slightly, took the "package" handed by Wei Zimo, opened a corner, and said three words of "very good" in succession, and then gave a look to the white-clothed sword boy beside him.

Wei Zimo was so strange, Mr. Chen Li only glanced at it, and confirmed that it was Yang Xiaozao in the package. At this time, Yang Xiaozao still closed his eyes, he was not afraid that the "goods" he received was a fake?

The white-clothed sword boy hugged Yang Xiaozao and turned away, and soon brought four gorgeously dressed women with gorgeous crowns.

Wei Zimo was shocked when he saw the outfits of the four women, this dress, not to mention that ordinary people can't afford to wear it, I'm afraid that the princes and nobles can't reach it, all the silk and silk are high-end goods, which are comparable to the queens and princesses in the court.

The four women carefully carried Yang Zao, who was still in a state of confusion, walked out of Lanlu through the side door, and disappeared into the tree-lined path leading to the bottom of the mountain.

Wei Zimo's task was completed, but at this time, he suddenly remembered the question that Mu Chenxue asked him before, will Yang Xiaozao die?

Stepfather Wei Fuli asked him to send Yang Xiaozao here, what will Mr. Chen Li do?

Although these questions should not be asked in principle, Wei Zimo was on a mission for the first time after all, and Yang Xiaozao was handed over to Chen Li by himself after all. He has the responsibility and obligation to care about Yang Xiaozao's fate.

So he asked Chen Li: "Sir, Zimo took the liberty of asking, what is the use of Mr. wanting this child?" ”

When Mr. Chen Li heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he said coldly: "Childe's task is completed, please do it." ”

Chen Li called Wei Zimo his son, and naturally he already knew his identity as Wei Fu's son. Now that he knows Wei Zimo's identity, why is he so polite?

Chen Li said that, and got up to leave.

Wei Zimo had a strong puzzle in his heart, thinking of finding out about Yang Xiaozao's next fate, and Wei Fuli would not do anything to him, so the department was a little bigger. If you don't ask clearly at this time, you won't have a chance in the future.

Anyway, looking at this posture, Chen Li and the entourage around him don't look like the dead soldiers of the Dragon Battalion, so naturally there is no need to act according to the rules of the Dragon Battalion.

"Sir......" Wei Zimo said this, and his body flashed in front of Chen Li.

"Bah ......"

Unexpectedly, a white shadow flashed sharply, and after standing still, Wei Zimo saw clearly that it was the white-clothed sword boy with a long sword on his back, and he was suddenly in the middle between him and Chen Li.

This kid is so good at his body, and it is estimated that his swordsmanship is not simple!

The white-clothed sword boy stretched out his arm and blocked in front of Wei Zimo, his face as cold as frost.

Wei Zimo also stared coldly at Jian Tong, who was two years younger than him, but his agility was above him.

The two of them looked at each other, and their eyes were shining with a cold light.

"Get out of the way, I have something to ask sir."

Wei Zimo's voice was very small, but it was very cold and sonorous.

The sword boy was as dumb as a mute, and the expression on his face was like an ice cube hanging from a pine tree outside the mountain, and there was a murderous intent hidden in the cold.

Chen Li glanced sideways at the two of them, did not speak with the same cold face, and continued to walk slowly on his own path.

"Sir, stay!"

Wei Zimo didn't bother to care about the white-clothed sword boy in front of him, and he was about to chase after the master of Lanlu with a shake of his body, but he was hit hard in the chest.

It turned out that he was blocked by the arm of the white-clothed sword boy, and Wei Zimo's waist hit him by himself. Wei Zimo was in pain and was taken aback. Immediately, he grabbed the right wrist of the sword boy with a counterattack on the side of his body, his wrist, and a counter-grab.

Before he could pinch the other party's Neiguan acupoint, the sword boy "snorted", and pulled out the palm that Wei Zimo had grasped, winding smoothly like a snake.

Wei Zimo was annoyed and angry, and took advantage of the situation to elbow and slammed into the sword boy's head.

The white-clothed sword boy was not much taller than Mu Chenxue, anyway, he was half a head short of Wei Zimo, if this move hit his head, he would be knocked stupid if he didn't die.

So Wei Zimo didn't dare to push too hard.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zimo underestimated the sword boy, and this elbow was struck, but fortunately, the force was not great, otherwise he would have at least stumbled.

The white shadow flashed in front of him, and he didn't know when the sword boy floated to the side of the master of Lanlu.

This time, Wei Zimo was really angry.

He practiced martial arts at the age of five, and became a closed disciple of Mr. Xiyue at the age of ten, and practiced hard for more than ten years, but he has actually been very crazy and arrogant. The reason why I don't get hot with the brothers and sisters of Xiyue Feng is that I actually look down on them. In this world, there are only two people he respects, one is his master Mr. Xiyue, and the other is his stepfather Wei Fuli, both of whom are masters of his Jin Pei. After the first mission, he had another object of respect, that is, Yang Shaoyun, who was known as the sword screaming for his life.

Unexpectedly, now he was teased by a fifteen-year-old cub.

Wei Zimo's face couldn't hang up, this time he wanted to move seriously.

So he stood still, and his right palm began to move......

"Wei Gongzi, it's not early!"

The blue-clothed man suddenly appeared, blocking between Wei Zimo and the white-clothed sword boy.

The white-clothed sword boy took the opportunity to retreat and escorted Chen Li out of the side door.

When Chen Li was about to go out, he glanced back at Wei Zimo, his eyes were as sharp and cold as an eagle's falcon.

"Uncle Muren, what's that kid's name?"

"Huh?" The wooden man was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized: "Did Childe mean the boy next to Mr.?" His name is Sword Dove, and he has practiced good swordsmanship. ”

Wei Zimo looked disdainful: "Good swordsmanship? Is there a sword ghost sorrow? ”

The wooden man exclaimed: "Childe also knows a sword ghost? The sword dove is practicing a sword ghost. ”

"Huh?" This time, Wei Zimo's mouth couldn't close.

I thought that only I had practiced a sword ghost in the world, but I didn't expect that in the Lanlu of the secret realm of Shaohua Mountain, there was a fifteen-year-old boy who would also.

Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a cruel sentence from between his teeth: "If you have a chance, Zimo will definitely ask for advice." ”

"Hey, hey!"

The wooden man sneered and said, "There must be a chance...... Childe please! ”