Xie Zhao smiled and said: "Not only that, but the nine high-ranking caste clans of the Western Xinjiang Dynasty have some extremely subtle differences in their respective writing styles and systems. ”

Han Changsheng looked at her dumbfounded.

"Can you tell the difference?"

Xie Zhao shook his head frankly.

"No, these differences are so small that I can't see them.

However, the high-caste people of Western Xinjiang are proud of the privilege of learning the written language in the whole of Western Xinjiang, and they defend this privilege to the extreme.

As a result, each of the upper castes is obsessed with self-control of their own way of writing, and only those who are literate and literate in their own clan can see the details. ”

Han Changsheng sighed and muttered, "yes, I seem to be a little demonic, why did I start 'demonizing' you?" How do you know so much. ”

Xie Zhao smiled helplessly.

Ling He said suddenly: "So, if we want to find out the true identity of the person who wrote a letter to Emperor Hanyong Tuoba Xiao back then, unless we go to the Western Frontier." ”

Xie Zhao nodded.

"That's right."

Han Changsheng said excitedly: "Western Xinjiang? I heard that the western frontier is separated from the southern and northern dynasties and Zhongzhou, separated by a huge uninhabited desert, the western frontier is desolate, but it is very secret and magical! Are we really going to the West? ”

Ling Or had some worries in his heart.

"It is rumored that the drunken people in Western Xinjiang drink blood, which is very xenophobic. They are good at making pills and refining poisons, and they are the most unguardable. And the locals all have tattoos on their faces, and we look like foreigners, or I'm alone—"

Ling Or didn't want to take Xie Zhao and Han Changsheng to the danger in his selfish heart.

Although Xie Zhaozhi is close to the demon, thanks to her accompanying him along the way, he has always achieved twice the result with half the effort.

However, Xie Zhao's body has been weak in the past two months.

If you go west to the western frontier, you will have to pass through a huge desolate and uninhabited no-man's land.

The climate in the desert is very different from day to night, and the risk of storms is very high. If Xie Zhao's old illness relapses, I am afraid that they will have no medical treatment and no way to call for help in the desert.

Han Changsheng was originally excited because he could go to the Western Frontier, but after hearing Ling He's words, he was also a little hesitant for a while.

After all, Xie Zhao's last illness was vivid, and it really scared them.

So, he tentatively asked, "Or. . I will accompany Ah Zhao to wait for your news in the outer edge of Tianchen and the Western Xinjiang Desert in the Southern Dynasty, and let Deputy Envoy Bo Xuan accompany you to Western Xinjiang?

- You are the Holy King Xuanjing, she is the Mahayana Heavenly Realm, you two go together, we can rest assured. ”

Who knew that Xie Zhao shook his head and said with a smile:

"Alright, let's pack up, let's go together."

Ling or frowned, still trying to stop her.

"I'm with Bo Xuan, it's fine."

Xie Zhao still shook his head.

"The people of Western Xinjiang are treacherous, and there are a lot of exquisiteness and explanations, but the two of you have passed, I don't feel at ease.

And I'm the only one of us who knows the Western Xinjiang script, so if I don't go, how can you tell if the information you find there is true or false? ”

It's hard to refute that.

She saw that Ling He and Han Changsheng's brows were furrowed and they could almost kill flies, so she smiled helplessly and promised:

"I've been recuperating properly in Princess Jiuwei's Mansion these days, and I will definitely not hold back, you have eight hundred hearts."

Han Changsheng was puzzled: "But."

Xie Zhao raised his hand and interrupted him with a chuckle:

"No, go back and pack your things, we'll leave tomorrow."

She got up and calmly pushed open the door and looked at Bo Xuan in the courtyard for a moment.

Obviously, although Bo Xuanren was outside the courtyard, they did not lower their voices when they spoke, so she also heard it clearly.

Bo said concisely and without any nonsense:

"I'll go back and pack my things."

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile.

"Well, it's hard for you to go with us."

Bo Xuan said decisively: "It's nothing hard, since the holy envoy has explained that I have followed Miss Xie for three years, then where Miss Xie is, I will be - the ends of the earth, dead or alive." ”

Xie Zhao sighed softly.

She looked wordlessly at the lonely back of the woman who was calm and not afraid after leaving.

Han Changsheng was curious in the room: "No, Ah Zhao, isn't this your own room?" Why do you have to go out when you're packing? ”

Xie Zhao stood outside the door, looking back and smiling.

"I'm not busy cleaning up first, I always have to say goodbye to the master's family in advance, which is polite."

Ling Or looked at her with a frown.

"You're going to find the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal'?"

Xie Zhao smiled lightly: "Yes, he kindly sheltered us for many days, and now that we want to leave, we must always talk to him." ”

Ling Or was silent for a moment before getting up.

"You're right, I'll go with you."

He still didn't feel at ease and let Xie Zhao face the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin alone.

Xie Zhao knew what he was worried about, and shook his head with a smile.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

She looked at Shang Ling or suspicious and joked:

"After all, Ling Shaoxia Yushu is handsome in the wind, and he is suspected of abducting the Yuwen County Lord.

I'm afraid that when the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' sees you, he will be angry and find fault again. ”

Ling He was speechless for a while, and helplessly raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Han Changsheng looked like he was not afraid of big things, he laughed and said:

"Don't say it, it's true! Ling Or, go back to your room and pack your things.

If the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' figured it out for a while and decided to detain you as the son-in-law of the Yuwen Department, you said that you never obeyed? ”

Ling or frowned, and commented lightly:

"You're so boring."

Xie Zhao smiled, turned around and walked towards the outer study of the South Garden of the Princess Mansion.

Most of the Yuwen Department guards I met along the way bowed silently, ignoring her as if she was scurrying around the house.

Obviously, he had already been instructed by his lord to ignore her.

After a while, Xie Zhao gently knocked on Yu Wenxin's open study door, and met the sharp gaze of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" who raised his head when he heard the sound.

"That, Brother Yuwen. I've been bothered a lot lately, thank you for your hospitality. ”

Yuwen Xin knew what he meant, and immediately frowned: "You want to go?" ”

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile.

"The mountains and rivers have met, and it's time for us to leave."

Yu Wenxin looked at her quietly for a moment, and after a moment, his tone was not salty or light:

"It's better to go."

He glanced at Xie Zhao quietly, and then said, "'Chitose Sword Immortal', pay attention to your life." After all, your life is expensive, and if it is damaged, it is not good to implicate anyone. ”

Xie Zhao sighed when he heard this: "This sounds strange and unpleasant, but in the future, I will regard this as the parting concern of the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal'." ”

She crossed her hands for the last time and bowed slightly, and then turned away without hesitation, leaving only a back that was not stained with wind and rain.

Yu Wenxin silently watched the slender figure disappear, and after a while, he said to the sword slave Ah Yuan who was hiding in the shadows in an unclear tone:

"Quickly send a message to the Arro Grassland, and tell the eldest prince to prepare for battle."

Sword slave Ah Yuan paused slightly, raised his head and looked at his lord.

"My lord. This is? ”

He knew Xie Zhao's identity, but he was also ordered by the lord to keep it a secret.

Yu Wenxin smiled faintly and said slowly:

"Don't you get it yet? The Optimus Pillar of the Tianchen Dynasty now has a line of 'cracks'. ”

Yu Wenxin looked at Ah Yuan's slightly confused eyes, and explained in a good mood:

"Now, the delicate balance of the three-legged balance between the world's three great masters of the Immortal Xuan Realm has been tilted - this opportunity is unknown to others, but this son of the world already knows.

The three peerless masters of the Immortal Xuan Realm, Nanchao Tianchen have lost an arm, and only the 'Shentai Priest' Nanxu is left to support him, but the high priest of Nanxu is cold and lonely, and he rarely intervenes in the temple. ”

Sword slave Ah Yuan suddenly.

"My lord, that is to say, if in the future, the 'Chitose Sword Immortal' will be silent due to chronic illness and old injuries, and will no longer participate in the affairs of the north and the south, our Handyong Dynasty will no longer be suppressed by the Tianchen of the Southern Dynasty!"

Yu Wenxin's eyes flashed away.

"That's right, this is a hidden crack in the once impregnable Southern Dynasty, but it is also an opportunity for my Northern Dynasty!"

Ah Yuan hesitated.

"But.' Is it true that Chitose Sword Immortals' won't go back? ”

Yu Wenxin said lightly: "If she is just a waste person who has lost her martial arts and is weak and difficult to support, then what does it matter if she can't go back?" ”

Ah Yuan looked at his lord thoughtfully.

"Ah Yuan understood, this is the reason why the lord discovered the whereabouts and identity of the 'Chitose Sword Immortal', but he didn't 'take advantage of her illness to kill her', and even treated her politely

Because a 'Chitose Sword Immortal' who has lost all his internal strength and is seriously injured is not a sword immortal at all, and he is not a cause for concern. ”

"You know a."

Yu Wenxin smiled unceremoniously.

Well?

Ah Yuan couldn't be rectified by his father-in-law, could he guess wrong?

Isn't it because the "Chitose Sword Immortal" is no longer what it used to be, and it has long been much worse than before, so the lord is fearless and no longer afraid of her?

Yu Wenxin shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Fu Jingci, it's not your turn to sympathize."

Ah Yuan's expression was grim, and he hurriedly confessed:

"Yes, it's a slave."

He suddenly remembered how much his lord gritted his teeth and how much he respected the hero for this once famous "No. 1 sword in the world".

He is just a sword slave with a humble and low status, even if the "Chitose Sword Immortal" is scattered into mud and dust, it will never be his turn to comment.

Yu Wenxin said lightly: "What are you waiting for?" Why don't you go looking for the night owl to pass the word? ”

Ah Yuan hesitated and said, "Lord, how far do you want to say this?" ”

Yu Wenxin: "Don't say too much, just tell the eldest prince to step up the training of the tribal warriors, but don't make too big a move, and don't cause the royal court and other tribes to think." As for the rest."

He groaned slightly, but said, "You don't have to say anything. ”

After all, he promised her to keep her identity a secret.

Yu Wenxin shook his head and smiled, thinking: Just treat him as a rabbit and a fox, and it is rare to be kind.

At the end of the hero, the collapse of the god platform is often the most sorrowful.

However, he Yuwenxin will never have that day.