In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, the Tang Dynasty and the Yan State went to war, the right army led by General Xiahou did not arrive on time, and was strictly reprimanded by the imperial court.

The people in Chang'an City didn't know that the Yan State ambush cavalry killed by the Right Route Army led by Xia Hou was actually all the imperial border people in the Huangfeng Ridge area, and several villages were slaughtered by the Right Route Army.

The slaughter of the entire village is a big deal no matter where it is placed, especially in the Tang Empire, so the imperial court did not believe Xiahou's justification and sent competent officials to investigate, but those villages have already been slaughtered, without any witnesses, and the investigating officials also have some problems, so the imperial court later concluded that what Xiahou said was true.

Because of the slaughter of the village, the Yan people paid a large area of fertile land in the Hexi area, and sent the prince as a hostage, which barely calmed the anger of the Tang people, but not many people knew what kind of grievances the villagers who were beheaded and set on fire would cry out in the underworld, and no one knew that a black and thin boy escaped from the village.

That thin black boy was Drow.

He and Ning Que met on the side of Min Mountain, and then were taken away by a cultivator until today.

"Hey, what realm are you in now?

"Yo, you cultivation idiot actually knows the realm of this thing?"

"Of course, it's idiotic to practice something as simple as that. ”

Ning Que was actually just showing off the knowledge he had just learned in front of his friends who had been reunited for a long time.

"Dong Xuan, you are big, my poor and respectable master has just stepped into the world until the day he died, as for the poor and pathetic me...... Now I'm still struggling to crawl in the primordial realm, otherwise I'll need to be an undercover agent for a fart!"

Ning Que looked at him mockingly and said: "I really don't know what that old man took a fancy to you back then, Lao Tzu begged to go with him, he didn't want to, so he took a fancy to your stupid black charcoal." ”

Zhuo Er surprisingly did not refute, and said after being silent for a long time: "Xiao Ningzi, in fact, I have been thinking about it later, I didn't learn anything from my master, you are so smart, if you followed the master at that time, would it be better, at least it would not be like me now, after so many years in the army, I still haven't been able to get mixed with Xiahou's side, and I can't find out about the news from the upper echelons." ”

Ning Que looked at him quietly, suddenly laughed, and said, "Who said you didn't hear anything, at least now we know that Xiahou is going to the thatched house several times a day now, isn't it?"

"These things didn't do anything to kill him. ”

"Helpful. Ning Que looked at his eyes seriously and said, "On the way here, I killed one of Xiahou's assassin groups, all of which depend on the news you have given me over the years. ”

Zhuoer knew very well what kind of strength Xiahou's assassin team had, he looked at the young man in front of him in shock, and couldn't understand what kind of adventure this guy had encountered after seven years of not seeing him, and he was able to do this, but he didn't say the doubts in his heart, just smiled and asked, "How does it feel to kill Xiahou for the first time?"

"Feel good. Ning Que recalled the feeling when he was slashed out with three knives, and said leisurely, suddenly frowned, stared at Zhuo'er's dark face and said, "It's not good to be found out about the relationship between you and me. ”

"Chang'an City is very large, don't think that you can see the enemy at any time. And you should understand one thing, for those big people, the people in the General's Mansion have died, and our village has also been slaughtered, so you and I are not the ones who don't exist, so naturally no one will be wary of us. ”

"Speaking of which, how did you become the royal miscellaneous officer of General Xiahou's personal army, what did you turn into what you said...... The goldfish gang's gold medal hitter?"

"I followed my boss back to Beijing, but I didn't expect the military to ask me to be a spy, and besides, our gang is not called the Goldfish Gang, it's called the Ichthyosaurus Gang. My boss asked me to keep an eye on our helper because there was a suspicion that he had something to do with the Moon Wheel State. You know, a lot of business and even the transportation of materials by the military nobles of the imperial court sometimes have to rely on these gangs to maintain order, and if they collude with the enemy country, the problem will be very serious. ”

"Our gang leader?" Ning Que frowned and looked at him, and said: "There is a problem with these four words, which means that you respect this gang leader very much, and you have even regarded yourself as a popular thug in the gang now, Xiao Heizi, you have to be sober, although I have never been an undercover agent, but I have seen a lot, and I know that the role of an undercover agent cannot be emotional, once you move your feelings, the end will definitely be very miserable." ”

"Our helper is a good man. Zhuo Er lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then he raised his head and looked at Ning Que and said seriously: "Actually...... He should have seen through who I am, but he didn't do anything to me. ”

Ning Que wanted to persuade him a few more words, Zhuo Er raised his right hand and firmly refused, and said: "He is my eldest brother, he is the eldest brother I respect very much, you don't need to persuade him again, on the contrary, I have something to ask you, if something happens to me in the future, I hope you can give me some kindness for my eldest brother when it is convenient." ”

Ning Que was silent and looked at him quietly, he didn't know what stories had happened in the largest gang in the capital city of Chang'an, but he saw that Zhuo'er was strict and serious, and couldn't help but be curious about the gang leader's eldest brother, what kind of gangster was that, how could Zhuo'er be so convinced, even if he died, he was worried that he would not be able to repay his kindness?

At the end of the first conversation seven years later, the two men briefly recounted the recent situation.

After hearing about the assassination in Beishan Road, Zhuo Er was shocked and asked: "Such a good opportunity, why don't you catch the princess's line? Even if she is too far from our class, as long as you show the strength that you did to my master back then, how can anyone in this world refuse you?"

Ning Que shook his head and said resolutely: "No, Her Royal Highness the princess seems to be virtuous and thoughtful, but in fact she is naïve and stupid, and she may lose her life at any time if she follows her." ”

The two sides broke up at the small restaurant, Ning Que and Sang Sang left first, and began to ask for directions again and ask for directions again, seeing that they were about to walk to the Fang City where the inn was located, but it was raining at all in the sky.

With a bang, the big black umbrella was placed on top of the two heads like a black lotus, covering the rain, Sang Sang held the umbrella handle tightly with both hands, raised his little face and asked suspiciously: "Why do you always say that the princess is an idiot? In fact, she is really good." ”

"Isn't it good......" Ning Que looked at the road in the rain in front of him and shook his head slowly.

The Vermilion Bird Street, which leads straight to the Northern Imperial Palace, was originally gray, but it turned black after being soaked in the rain, Ning Que and Sang Sang stood on the side of the road and looked at it, only to feel like a black, long and straight ribbon, wearing it on the chest of the magnificent Chang'an City, beautiful and solemn and palpitating, especially the portrait of the Vermilion Bird carved in the middle of the avenue, the two eyes stared at them without anger, as if they were going to fly up from the stones to kill themselves.

The master and servant under the black umbrella felt the killing intent coming to their faces at the same time, fear surged out from the deepest part of their bodies, and the two hands they were holding instantly became extremely cold, stiff and unable to move.

They stood by the road with great black umbrellas, and they did not know how long they stood until finally the wind and rain stopped, and the sun shrouded the long street again, and pedestrians walked around, and they came back to their senses.

Looking closely, there is nothing unusual about the Suzaku portrait that is deep on the royal road.