Speaking of which, these mercenaries that Ouyang Xun found this time are quite reliable, not to mention the aspect of opening up and not instructing to consciously go to work, just in the absence of Xingliuyun, the commander-in-chief of the fortifications, the fortifications are still carried out in an orderly manner, which makes people feel very gratified, Ouyang Xun stretched out his bear paw and patted Xingliuyun's arm, smiled, and said:

"Dude, this is the rhythm that is going to lay you off. ”

Xingliuyun tilted his head and glanced at Ouyang Xun with an extraordinarily disgusted gaze, and retorted:

"You know the, this is not what I cultivated!"

The fortifications were carried out in an orderly manner as always, like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west every day, even if the star cloud advanced, this matter did not have the slightest impact on it, it seemed that a few teenagers did not care about it, and it seemed that this incident had never happened, in short, everyone was still the same as before, performing their duties, fulfilling their responsibilities, and working diligently.

On the eaves pavilion on the top of the wooden tower, the star clouds are still shouting, pointing fingers, chattering, and the beautiful whip flowers thrown out by Xiaofeng next to the celadon bowl are still there, Ouyang Xun smirked, like an ordinary craftsman man, stationed next to a pile of things like a mountain, taking and putting them, coming and going.

This seems to be a picturesque scroll, the episode of a special life is so realistic, the ambition in the high wall is peerless, how can I expect that the land under the sunset twilight will slowly calm down, return to simplicity, if you look back on this period of the past after thousands of years, what kind of words should be used, the expectation and loneliness in the heart of the embellishment, time is no more, things are not people.

Sitting next to Fengdu, there are two hundred and sixty-one cold lights neatly placed, the remnant sun is like blood, the sky is full of red glow, they are like a blood-stained autumn water, filled with blood and cold, but the Fengdu on the side is so poignant and calm. He sat there like a child, and he poured out his innermost emotions with a pure heart to forge these two hundred and sixty-one sharp swords, but who understood the warmth of blood and tears hidden under the coldness of this clear light and the persistence that waited day after day, year after year? He was so tired.........

Bustling, noisy, the crowded street market is still lively, the merchants who carry the burden are selling along the street, with a unique voice with a tune that seems to have thousands of turns, the voice is endlessly singing about the work they rely on for survival, there are women leaning on the fence to sell good faces, heavy makeup, drunken eyes, light veils cover the body in the scratching posture without hesitation to expose a large area of snow-like skin, the call from the primitive wild desire makes the ordinary people who come and go down the wooden building itch unbearably, but helpless; Ragged beggar horse doctor...... All kinds of beings in the world seem to be condensed in this small world, and the prosperity and drunken dreams and deaths shown in the face of disasters make people feel extremely ridiculous and sad.

In the crowded street market, perhaps not many people will notice Xiao Cong strolling in the center of the street, at this time he is a cocoon formed by thousands of thoughts, and no matter how to take care of it, he can't figure out what he wants.

"I heard my father say that although Steward Qin's ability is limited, he can be regarded as skilled, and the rabble should not be able to easily capture him, unless he ......"

His thoughts froze slightly, and a trace of surprise froze on Xiao Cong's face, and he stopped abruptly and stopped in place, no one noticed the expression on his face.

"Unless...... Steward Qin was not captured...... In other words, the other party is not an ordinary person...... But his ultimate goal is ...... Be...... Lead me away..."

"It's a conspiracy, a mountain closure...... Seal the mountain array!"

Suddenly, the clouds were cleared, and the light of day was seen again, at this moment of sudden realization, Xiao Cong felt that the whole inner world was much clearer.

"I see, it's broken!"

There was not much time left, and the fourteen-year-old Xiao Cong finally felt a great panic for the first time, which was even worse than the time of Snake Valley, the matter of Snake Valley only involved the lives of himself and Xingliuyun, but this time it involved hundreds of innocent servants and the reputation and dignity of the five major families in the Xuanzhen Realm. Without further ado, he exerted his spiritual retreat to the limit, flashing through a gap between people, and others only felt a breeze blowing on their faces, and when they suddenly looked up, they only saw an almost illusory shadow.

Before he had a cup of tea, Xiao Cong came to the residential area in the east of the city at a gallop.

"Hey, why are you back again?"

Xingliuyun looked surprised, and looked at Xiao Cong with a smile.

"Boss, pause the fortifications tonight and let the mercenaries withdraw first. ”

"What! Xiao Cong, what are you kidding, everyone has been working hard for so long, in order to finish it sooner, how can you stop it! Besides, you are resisting the decree, do you know?"

Xingliuyun's sword eyebrows were upside down, and his anger was overflowing, Xiao Cong looked at the angry Xingliuyun, his expression was complicated, and after a difficult mental choice, he said slowly:

"Boss, there may be danger here tonight, we can't gamble with the lives of these helpers, otherwise, what's the point of our efforts these days!"

"Where the danger comes from, let's hear it. ”

Xiao Cong briefly explained the original situation to Xingliuyun,

"Damn, didn't you say it earlier, I thought you had the wrong tendon!"

His face softened slightly, Xingliuyun still couldn't help but complain, Xiao Cong just smiled.

"Uh...... Let me think about ......"

Grinding his chin to himself, Xingliuyun began to think about it, as if Xiao Cong next to him did not exist, Xiao Cong opened his small mouth, and finally swallowed the words that were about to be said into a mouthful of saliva, and stood slightly embarrassed for a long time.

"You come with me!"

Xingliuyun suddenly took Xiao Cong's hand, and galloped, surrounded by ancient trees and lush leaves, and in the late autumn dusk, you can still find a bit of rare green, neither bird talk, nor insect song, except for the rustling sound in the falling stars, the rest is deathly silence.

"Quick, undress. ”

Xiao Cong looked at Xingliuyun in a daze, and didn't do anything for a long time.

As he spoke, Xingliuyun had already taken off the clothes on his body, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Cong who was standing in a wooden, and wondered, "Why don't you take it off?"

Xiao Cong's face was gloomy, and he said:

"Boss, are you going to ...... I ......"

The black line on Xingliuyun's forehead spread to his eyebrows in a short time, and with an indescribable meaning in his eyes, he suddenly reached out and slapped Xiao Cong's little head.

"Big brother, am I so tasteless?"

Xiao Cong: "........."

Under the instructions of Xingliuyun, Xiao Cong obediently changed into Xingliuyun's green shirt that had not been washed for a few days and exuded a heavy smell of sweat, and he could no longer recognize its previous color after a few days of busy shuttling in the dust.

"Boss, now tell me your plans. “

Xiao Cong asked with a dark face.

"Well, in this way, you stay here, and I'll go to Lao Qin. “

Xingliuyun's answer was light and light, but it made Xiao Cong unable to calm down.

"What!"

Xiao Cong was dumbfounded, he really wanted to reach out and touch Xingliuyun's forehead to see if he had a fever - when was it, and he was still making this kind of joke.

"What's all the fuss. ”

"Boss, this is not something that can be taken lightly!"

"Did I say that I act rashly and casually, besides, am I the kind of person who acts rashly and casually? I tell you clearly, tonight, if you stay here, I will help you rescue Lao Qin!"

Xiao Cong looked at Xingliuyun in a daze, his eyes were blank, as if he was looking at a fool.

"However, the two of us look different, how can you go for me. ”

"That's not a problem!" Starstream Cloud patted his chest, swearing.

"Satoshi, listen to me,"

Xingliuyun is rare to have a positive color, his face is calm, his eyes are bright, seeing this situation, Xiao Cong must have a correct attitude and listen attentively.

"The old man handed over the task to you this time, it is not a trivial matter, if you leave your post without permission to save the Qin steward, this is a crime of bullying the king, even if the royal family does not pursue you, but how will the monks in the world treat your Xiao family in the future, how can you save the face of the Xiao family?

Starstream suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, as if she was saying something inconsequential.

"But this ......"

Xingliuyun took out a hand and put it on Xiao Cong's shoulder, not letting Xiao Cong finish his words.

"No, Satoshi, I'll give you a disguise later, it will hurt, but you have to endure it for me. ”

Xingliuyun's hand on Xiao Cong's shoulder was slightly forced, pinching Xiao Cong's fourteen-year-old shoulder, which was still weak compared to him, the latter felt a slight pain, but this feeling made people feel so happy, so resolute, so exciting, as if it was going to make people cry, and they couldn't help but burst into tears. He was thinking, he was uncomfortable, and at the same time he was hovering between happiness and loss, he quietly watched as Xingliuyun combed his long hair, and then took out a silk thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and his expression was focused, delicate as a girl waiting to be married. Xiao Cong had heard of this long-lost disguise technique, but he didn't want to see the true chapter in Xingliuyun's hands, "Take the silk of the phantom snow silkworm, cut its face, and move the bones and muscles...... This is the record that Xiao Cong read in the ancient books back then, and he was still thinking at the time, "How painful this is." ”

At that time, he did not expect that one day this technique would be applied to him.