The snow has stopped. The men and horses have not been out of the woods for a long time. Leaving Qinglong Valley this time, probably - never have a chance to come back, right? Cheng Ping leaned in the carriage, stunned.

After walking about ten miles, there was a commotion in front of me. He was sullen and didn't care, but Zhang Ting frowned and rode forward, "What's going on?"

But seeing that the four horsemen he sent as an outpost to take care of tonight's landing matters came back, and when they saw him, their faces were terrified: "Lord Zhang, we saw ...... on the mountain road ahead."

He swallowed his saliva before continuing: "I saw Lord Zhu and Lord Xia......"

Zhang Ting was taken aback, and his heart suddenly lifted. Cheng Ping's curtain behind him was also lifted: "Lord Zhu and Lord Xia, they also came out?"

The man's face was full of fear: "Lord Zhu and Lord Xia, I don't know who conspired against them, and they fell on the mountain road......"

"What?" Cheng Ping was shocked. Zhang Ting blurted out unconsciously: "But you still have gas?"

"Lord Xia is unconscious, fortunately he is still angry, but Lord Zhu ......" The man didn't dare to speak.

"Lead the way. Master Zhang, let's go over and have a look. Cheng Ping said urgently.

Zhang Ting is not good at disobedience: "Your Highness is a little safe, and the lower officials will go to visit first." But his heart was very worried. I don't know how they got around to the outside of the Green Dragon Valley, but it sounds like even if they are not dead, they are seriously injured, and I think I have every chance to silence them before I can say anything.

He hurried to the mountain road in front of him as soon as possible, and saw Xia Yan and Suzaku motionless in the snow, their eyes closed. Even though he had fallen, Xia Yan still maintained the posture of holding the Vermilion Bird - this place was close to Huizhou, and less than a mile away was the official road, Zhang Ting expected that he would fly out with the Vermilion Bird all the way, but he was still seriously injured.

He leaned down to look around, then looked up. There are only a few cronies around - Suzaku is already out of breath, although Xia Yan is breathing, but he only needs to use his hands and feet to make him become the same as Suzaku - Xia Yan is also covered with bruises all over his body at this time, one more and one less, and it is difficult to find clues in the future.

Thinking of this, he clenched his right hand, and waited for the secret killer - his fingertips to stop at the moment of critical moment.

A year and a half ago, in Gu's house in Huizhou, Xia Yan, who was still "Gu Junli" at that time, had used the black sword to coerce him into retreating, and he remembered this incident vividly. Although Zhang Ting is not afraid of offending people, he also spares his life, at least he does not dare to put his life under a fierce threat.

His face was grim. No, today's situation, how can it be the same as that day - if Ling Li helped Xia Yan, I am afraid that even Tuoba Gu will not be able to let him go, and Xia Yan is so seriously injured, even if he dies, how can Ling Li know that it is his own hands and feet-how can he really seek revenge on himself?

But after such a pause, he heard someone behind him: "Lord Zhang, how is it?" Cheng Ping was worried in his heart, which made people speed up the car, and when he approached the crossing, he couldn't care about jumping out of the car and running over.

Zhang Ting clenched his palms, and could only turn around, so that people could stop him: "The two adults are in a very bad situation, don't frighten Your Highness - send Your Highness back to the car." "But he didn't guard against Cheng Pingyuan's delicate prince who was not powerless, and if he really wanted to push away the guards, no one dared to stop him.

Cheng Ping saw Xia Yan and the two lying in the snow at a glance, both covered in blood, where could he care about what Zhang Ting said under the shock, took a few steps forward, fell down to look, and said in his mouth: "Imperial Doctor, quickly call the Imperial Doctor!" The hand was about to probe the two of them to snort, Zhang Ting stabbed him obliquely and took his wrist: "Your Highness, what kind of system!

Cheng Ping shook him up, "I'll let you call the imperial doctor!"

"Your Highness," Zhang Ting leaned down, low as if implicitly: "Your Highness, don't be confused." ”

"What?" Cheng Ping hurriedly glanced up at him, not knowing what he meant.

Zhang Tingdao: "Today's events are inseparable from His Highness - His Highness is serious - to save their lives?"

Cheng Ping flicked his sleeves in shock: "What do you mean, Zhang Ting, could it be that you designed to frame them!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, how can the lower officials have such courage. Zhang Ting said in a low voice: "Your Highness knows in your heart that since you are going to come to this Qinglong Valley with Lord Xia, the fate of the two of them today is already doomed - Suzaku is dead, if you leave Xia Yan's life, I am afraid he will not let you go." ”

"You...... What are you talking about......" Cheng Ping shook his head and said, "I...... How could I possibly ......"

"Your Highness forgot, who did you ask for to come with you this time?" Zhang Ting seemed to point out.

Cheng Ping was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned pale, "Could it be ......?"

Zhang Ting said: "It's good that Your Highness has figured it out, and now these two people will be handed over to the lower officials, and Your Highness should just have never seen ......."

"Shut up!" Cheng Ping suddenly pushed him away and shouted to the two people not far away, "What are you doing in a daze!

Zhang Ting's face changed color, "His Royal Highness King Yi!"

"Zhang Ting!" Cheng Ping Huo Ran stood up and pointed at him condescendingly, "If you have the guts, you will kill me here, I don't believe that you can still have your life when you go back to the capital." If you don't have the guts, you get out of the way!"

Zhang Ting was speechless for a while, his face was extremely ugly, and he reluctantly sneered: "What is Your Highness saying here, it's just ...... It's just that if you wake up for Lord Xia...... I'm afraid he won't be able to let go of the lower officials, unless he ......"

Cheng Ping understood what he meant, and pressed his heart: "Don't worry, Lord Zhang, I can only save him from life, I won't talk about today's events in front of him - Lord Zhang naturally took people away overnight to protect me, how can he blame you?"

Zhang Ting's heart shook and hesitated, but he still nodded. The large team had stopped not far away, and the two subordinates hurriedly called for the imperial doctor to come over. Because Cheng Ping is a prince, and his health is poor, of course, he sent an imperial doctor to accompany him on the trip in winter, but he didn't go wrong all the way, but it came in handy at this time.

The imperial doctor was busy with some work, and then went back and forth to Cheng Ping, saying that Xia Yan's internal injuries seemed to be fine, but the external injuries were serious, and he lost so much blood that it was difficult to continue to lose his strength.

Cheng Ping ordered Xia Yan and Suzaku to be lifted into the car, Zhang Ting saw that he was resolute, so he had to follow him and persuade the imperial doctor to follow the car, and Cheng Ping could go to the front car and ride with the two concubines, otherwise, wouldn't it be a big mistake for him to be a dignified king of honor but in the same carriage with the corpse? Cheng Ping only shook his head and asked Zhang Ting to urge the team to go quickly, and Gu Zi climbed into the car.

The carriage was originally wide and comfortable, but a corpse, a seriously injured person, and an imperial doctor, Cheng Ping only sat in the corner, silent. He didn't doubt the imperial doctor's medical skills, but he thought that in this place in Huizhou, the best doctor was his maternal grandfather, Dr. Guan. It's a pity that Old Doctor Guan is in Qinglong Valley today, and Cheng Ping already knows very well that the killing of Suzaku and Xia Yan is of course related to the Qinglong Sect, and in that place, he will never send Xia Yan back.

The people immediately went to the official road. He remembered that it was almost this time last year, and Suzaku was on the way to Lin'an to cure himself of cold poison. After this period of cold and heat, he sometimes felt that his cold poison had probably been cured, and he didn't even feel the chill when he was appreciating the snow. But at this moment, he felt that his limbs were cold, so that he curled up his body and curled up into the luxurious robe on his body, trembling incessantly.

"I didn't know ...... like this," tears slipped from the corners of his eyes to his ears, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "I never thought it would be like this......"

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Seven hundred miles away under the river, the same sleepless night.

It was already dark, and the lobbies of each inn were still crowded with people, and the most leaky liquor stores were not closed for a long time. On the last night before the "Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference", everyone was in danger, and I don't know who will be missing tomorrow morning in Jiankang City?

Probably only Shen Fengming is sure that there will be no more accidents tonight - because the initiator of those accidents, the killer named "Thirty", has no intention of killing tonight.

However, the hunch about tonight is still not good. He took a deep breath, the dry north wind filled his nose, and the sour cold of Xue Weixue made him regain some sobriety in front of him - no matter how worried he was about Xia Junli who was far away in Huizhou at the moment, all he could do was to protect Xia Chen for him in this dangerous Jinling.

"If I remember correctly—Maas seems to have come out of this area. "Wouldn't he be like you—also from the 'Moon-Eclipse'?"

Thirty stopped and looked at him, "He's not." ”

"That's the friendship of fellow villagers - the friendship of fellow villagers, which can be near or far. Shen Fengming glanced at him.

Thirty is noncommittal.

"Xia Yan inquired about your whereabouts before," Shen Fengming said again, "He is very interested in your 'Moon-Eclipse'. I told him, I know where you are—in fact, I only listened to a few of your boys last time, and all of them spoke like the accents of this riverside area—very similar to Maas, I always guess......"

Thirty showed a hint of unhappiness on his face and interrupted him: "Those people are no longer in the 'Eclipse Moon'." ”

Shen Fengming was a little surprised: "What do you mean?"

"Let people hear the origin, and what qualifications do they have to stay in the 'Eclipse Moon'. Thirty said coldly.

"You're not quite right—it's not all because I'm nervous about you. Shen Fengming said, "Shouldn't you be glad that they still care about your life or death?" In this way, you are not qualified to stay in the 'Eating Moon', and if you don't fall into my hands due to your illness, they will not be able to speak, so that I can hear the clues." ”

"'Eclipse the Moon' is not the same as 'Black Bamboo', and I don't have to explain it to you. "Thirty ways.

"These words are becoming more and more ruthless and unrighteous, so bad - when 'Eating the Moon' was down, Heizhu took you in for so long. Shen Fengming smiled, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you - Mas has been dead for so long, and the past is in the past, but no one can say what will happen in the future - as long as Xia Yan returns from Qinglong Valley this time, he will definitely come to you soon, I don't care what kind of order Qu Resheng gave you, you still have to leave some leeway in doing things, so as not to turn a path into a dead end." ”

Thirty snorted softly. "What way I go, I don't need to worry about 'Fengming'. Or do you really think about Xia Yan that much?"

"I'm just afraid you're stealing my business. Shen Fengming said with a smile, "Xia Junchao is my business, and I also want Cheng Fangyu's life, these two people, please raise your noble hand and don't move tomorrow - it's also for your good, isn't it? In exchange - if you want to play other tricks at the martial arts conference, I won't interfere." ”

Thirty sighed: "It's very good, I'm thinking it's more troublesome to deal with Cheng Fang." Then there is labor. ”

The two didn't say anything more, and after leaving the dark alley, they parted ways and went their separate ways. Shen Fengming walked to the vicinity of the inn, and two or three grocers carried the burden of almost short sales, and came out of a lively wine shop, although they were so cold that they shrunk their necks, they were also satisfied. Even if it is such a big mansion, there are not so many opportunities to meet such a high number of friends.

These brightly lit restaurants, and those ordinary people who are full of ambition, finally make this dark and endless cold winter night, still retain a trace of human warmth. But—will Jiankang, with its low lead clouds and treacherous waves, be less calculating and cruel tomorrow than that place seven hundred miles away?

Shen Fengming didn't know. He pushed open the door and walked around the still-noisy inn lobby to his room. The banner of the Blue Dragon Sect had left, but Xia Chen had not rested - the two petals of jade that had been broken still disturbed his mind.