On the edge of a decadent fence, Yue Buying and Sleepless stopped at night.

The plum blossom-like footprints stretched out beside it, and the few golden hairs that had fallen were not yet covered by the heavy snow.

Whose rhubarb is it that has passed by?

"It's a good place to talk. I may not be able to answer them all, but you can ask any questions, be sure to ask them clearly. ”

Yue Buyu spoke, and there was no hot breath exhaled from his mouth, which was in stark contrast to Bai Zaza'er's breath that was sleepless and casually.

This person seems to be cold from the inside out.

Sleepless felt the surrounding environment, and a wry smile emerged.

There is no place to sit, there is no shelter, the snow is falling, the wind is blowing, if it is not carried by internal force, I am afraid that it will freeze to death, how can this place be a good place to talk?

But when I entered the eye, the field of vision was wide, and it was very empty, and there was no one in sight, and there was only the noise of wind and snow, and the sound of the stream soaking and flowing under the ice.

Perhaps, in a way, this is indeed a good place to talk.

The sleepless night was no longer delayed, and he got straight to the point: "Where is my young lady now?" ”

After asking, his heart inevitably pinched, for fear that Yue Buyu would not answer this question.

Fortunately, Yue Buying only hesitated for a while, and then said: "Calculate the footsteps, I'm afraid I'm about to arrive in Anhua County." ”

"Anhua?"

He almost jumped up, his heart was hanging high again, looking at Yue Buying, and he was not afraid that he was a strong man in the Essence Realm, and questioned: "Why Anhua?" Did she go on her own, or did you ...... Or, was Yan Zhao Sangu sent her there? ”

He went through more than ten or twenty days of hardships and dangers to bring Luo Xiangzhu from his hometown in Anhua to Changsha, and now it is only three days, Yue Buyu and others have operated and sent Luo Xiangzhu back.

In this way, the hardships he endured along the way, and his desperate rush to the palace to save people, were all in vain?

Yue Bubao said lightly: "Just passing by." ”

Four simple words finally put him at ease.

For some reason, he had an almost adoring belief in Yue Buying. He didn't doubt every word he said, he believed it all.

Maybe it's the age there, sleepless sixteen years old, Yue Bubuli is in his thirties, and he is nearly twenty years older. or temperament, or even the name Yue Buyu itself, gave him no reason to doubt.

"Thank you." He calmed down and tried to wait for Yue Buyu to finish his complete sentence before putting forward his opinion.

"Since you are passing by, where are you going to take my young lady?"

Yue Bubao said directly this time: "Sichuan, Qingcheng Mountain." ”

"Why there?"

Yue Bubao looked at the sleepless night, and there was a complicated look in his cold eyes: "Since you are the person who is the widow of Jinzhu, it doesn't hurt to tell you." We were going to Chengdu Mansion to look for traces of Luofan Creek, but now Yan Zhao Sangu took the lead and escorted the widow of Jin Zhu to Qingcheng Mountain and one of my deceased people to settle down, which can be regarded as a temporary stay. As for what happens in the future, it remains to be said. ”

When it comes to Luo Fan Creek, there are a lot of difficult problems, and I have a headache when I can't sleep at night. I just felt clueless, and I didn't even know where to ask.

I had to pick up the doubts in front of me first and said, "Jinzhu widow? Why do you and that Yan Zhao Sangu both call my young lady the widow of Jinzhu? ”

Yue Bu shook his head: "You change the question." ”

"I ......"

That night, when he asked the question of the "golden bead widow" in the cold shirt, the other party was silent, and Yue Bu was also like this today.

"That's it."

There are many frivolous words, and he is still tight-lipped about this issue, not to mention that Yue is not bullying? It was useless to ask again, and even he shouldn't have brought it up again.

"Then you tell me the origin of Yan Zhao Sangu, and the reason why they went with you to save my young lady. That's always a question to ask, right? ”

Yue Bubao was silent for a while, and his gaze became deeper.

He looked into the distance, the green mountains in the distance were hidden in the wind and snow, and he was a singer who was still holding a pipa and half-covering her face, and she was a returnee on a snowy night.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"These are actually two questions, but I can only answer your first question, which is the origin of Yan Zhao Sangu."

He asked about sleepless nights: "Have you heard of Yan Zhaomeng?" ”

Sleepless and confused for a moment before picking up a clue from the corner of memory: "Are you talking about a killer organization that flourished during the reign of the first emperor?" ”

Yue Bubao nodded and said: "Yes, Yan Zhaomeng, flourished in the first year of Zhengde, and was created by the Son of Heaven. Yan Zhaomeng, like Jin Yiwei, was only loyal to the emperor; But Jinyiwei is in charge of the court, and Yan Zhaomeng is crisscrossing the rivers and lakes. ”

"But according to my memory, last year, that is, in October of the sixteenth year of Zhengde, when the lord was living in Anhua, he chatted with Mrs. Jingyi, saying that he would no longer be able to interact with Yan Zhao Mengming in the future. Why is that? ”

In response to the question raised by Sleepless Night, Yue Bubao sneered. When I landed, I couldn't sleep at night and felt that this wilderness was not so cold.

"Your memory is not wrong, it is some people who are wrong. In April of the sixteenth year of Zhengde, the new emperor ascended the throne, and in May, he issued an edict to exterminate the Yan Zhao League. After three months of hunting, almost the entire Yanzhao League was wiped out, and only three people escaped the catastrophe because they went out to perform the mission, and survived by luck. The three of them are determined to inherit the legacy of Yan Zhao League, so the world calls it Yan Zhao Sangu. ”

I didn't sleep at night, and then I remembered that when I waited for Yan Zhao Sangu in cold clothes, when I acted that night, I wore linen and filial piety. At the beginning, I felt that something was different, but now I know that they are actually burdened with the blood feud of the whole alliance, so they dress up in mourning clothes.

He was silent.

Yue Buli told him about Yan Zhao Sangu, but he refused to tell him why Yan Zhao Sangu wanted to save Luo Xiangzhu.

Since Yue Bu deceived and refused to speak, he didn't seem to have anything to ask.

Yue Bubao showed a rare smile, although it was not very natural, but it added a touch of softness to his hard face.

"Aren't you going to ask me about Levan Creek?"

Sleepless at night smiled bitterly: "You don't know, the first time I saw you was in the Zhemei Inn on the Ancient Tea Horse Road." Judging from the question you asked to Liu Chengkong at that time, I'm afraid you don't necessarily know more about the master's affairs than I do. Even if you knew more, you wouldn't necessarily tell me when I asked about you, so I'm not going to ask. ”

Yue Bubao glanced at him in surprise and nodded, "You are a smart person. Roughly as you said, first, I know less, and second, I know what you don't know, if you ask me about this, I won't tell you, your martial arts are too low now, and you know too much, which will only increase the danger. ”

Sleepless at night showed a look of "as I expected", sighed, and looked at the big yellow dog feet on the snow in a daze.

"I saved you this time to make an agreement with you, but I don't know if you are willing!" Yue Bubao suddenly spoke.