In the huge mountains and forests, only Wang Yi and Xiao Wenxuan on the carriage remained.

The mist spread, and Wang Yi looked like he was in a fairyland. In the fog, Wang Yi looked at the pavilions and pavilions that appeared around him, the wonderful fairy women, and all kinds of miraculous things appeared in front of Wang Yi's eyes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of music in the forest, melodious, and the words of the warbler slowly flowed through the ears, which was extremely good.

The music resounded for a while, then came to an abrupt end. Someone in the forest sighed lightly, and the fog in front of Wang Yi's eyes gradually faded, and two people came out of it.

An elderly Confucian student, with gray hair tied up at random at the back of his head, dressed in a white Confucian shirt like a celestial, with a smile on his face, walked out of the forest.

The other was dressed in Taoist clothes, with a red light on his face, holding a whisk in his hand, and looking at Wang Yi sitting on the carriage with a smile.

Wang Yi was really shocked when he looked at the two of them, and the person who could come to him silently without being noticed by himself was definitely not to be underestimated.

Wang Yi mobilized his starlight and forcibly dispersed the surrounding fog, which ensured that the line of sight around the carriage was open.

Confucian and Taoist people looked at each other, and they both saw surprise and appreciation in each other's eyes.

The Taoist priest was the first to speak, and said to Wang Yi: "The kid is good at cultivating. ”

Wang Yi didn't speak, because he didn't know what the purpose of these two people was here, whether their identities were leaked, or whether they came from Xiao Wenxuan, who was still asleep in the middle carriage, it was unknown.

Confucian looked at Wang Yi with a vigilant face, and said with a smile: "Haha, Taoist, look at it, the young man will not speak easily." ”

Confucius straightened his clothes and saluted Wang Yi, "Master Xiawei, can you tell me the name of the young man." ”

Wang Yi glanced around, although the fog was forcibly dispersed by Wang Yi, it was not completely dispersed, and there was still fog drifting. The mountains and forests are hidden in the mist, and you can't see the surrounding roads. Wei Fuzi and the Taoist priest did not make a move immediately, obviously did not have murderous intentions towards Wang Yi, but Wang Yi was not careless, and was able to enter the surroundings of himself and the carriage without a trace, which was very abnormal in itself.

Someone expressed kindness to Wang Yi, and Wang Yi naturally wanted to pay respect.

"In Xia Wang Yi, the two of them are very good at cultivation, and they can appear here without knowing it. ”

Ru Chang said with a smile: "But the first seat of the Ming Jinyi Guard, Wang Yi?"

The Taoist priest was a little curious, and looked at Wang Yi with interest.

Wang Yi nodded and said indifferently: "It's Wang Yi." ”

The Taoist priest tilted his head, looked at Confucian and asked, "How do you know that poor Dao doesn't believe your divination." ”

Confucian explained patiently: "It is difficult for a person who has become the head of the Jinyi Guardian Prison as a scholar to think about it or not. ”

Wang Yi looked at the two people who were talking, and interrupted: "The two of you blocked my way, but what's the matter?"

The Taoist priest waved the dust whisk in his hand, made a Taoist etiquette and said, "Our trip is not for the prince of Wang. ”

Wang Yi was stunned, there were only four people here. Taoist priests, Confucian scholars, Wang Yi, and Xiao Wenxuan, who was asleep in the back.

Wang Yi Ma Shun thought of the key, looked back at the carriage, and said, "Xiao Wenxuan." ”

Confucius touched his beard, "Yes, Wang Gongzi is not only an outstanding cultivator, but his wisdom is not bad." ”

"Can you tell me what Miss Xiao has done wrong?"

The Taoist priest and the Confucian priest glanced at each other, and after getting the other party's affirmative looks, they spoke: "Miss Xiao naturally didn't do anything wrong, but Miss Xiao's master who taught martial arts since childhood, Mrs. Qinghai. She's a man of the Devil's Gate. ”

"Letting a person in the Demon Gate go free in the world is the sorrow and dereliction of duty of righteous people like us. ”

Wang Yi asked puzzledly: "Then what's the use of you catching Xiao Wenxuan." ”

Confucius took a step forward, "Naturally, with the bargaining chips to negotiate with Mrs. Qinghai, we can catch her more quickly." ”

Wang Yi sat on the carriage, shaking his legs, and questioned: "In order to catch a person, you have to catch a little girl first, what is the reason." ”

"You. The Taoist priest was obviously very excited, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at Wang Yi, who was youzai, and the look on his face was no longer calm, but a little angry.

Confucius frowned slightly, obviously this incident also touched his heart. But after a while, he returned to his previous demeanor again and looked at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi put one hand on the iron knife at his waist and looked at the two of them vigilantly.

Suddenly, Confucian raised his eyebrows, the three of them turned around together, the curtain on the carriage was lifted, and Xiao Wenxuan walked out. Xiao Wenxuan sat on the other side of the carriage, didn't look at the Confucian and Taoist priests, looked at Wang Yi, and his lips opened lightly, "Wang Gongzi has been tired of taking care of Wen Xuan along the way." ”

Wang Yi was speechless, Xiao Wenxuan turned his head to look at the two people and said, "I don't know who my master is, and I don't know where she is." ”

Xiao Wenxuan's expression was a little reminiscing, "I just know that Master can accompany me when my father is busy and has taught me a lot of things and truths. ”

"All I know is that Master is Master. ”

Xiao Wenxuan got out of the carriage and walked towards the Confucian and Taoist priests, not far from the carriage, he glanced back at Wang Yi and thanked him: "Thank you for the life-saving grace and care of Prince Wang, Wen Xuan should be unable to repay it." ”

In fact, after experiencing the death of his father and the dissolution of the Qingshui Gang, Xiao Wenxuan has fallen into deep self-blame and remorse, Wang Yi can only forcibly use Xinghui to make Xiao Wenxuan fall into a coma, so that Xiao Wenxuan's body will not get worse and worse.

Wang Yi looked at the sad Xiao Wenxuan, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart, Wang Yi pulled out the iron knife in his hand, and said slowly: "I don't know any demons and righteous people, I only know that your father Xiao Tianfan handed you over to me and asked me to bring you back to Daming." ”

Wang Yi looked at Xiao Wenxuan with a little gentleness on his face, and a smile appeared in Xiao Wenxuan's eyes.

Wang Yi looked at the Taoist priest and the Confucian scholar, and said: "Although my Wang Yi's character is not very good, I have never given a penny to the beggar when I see him, but the book says that it is difficult to chase after a horse, not to mention that I am a scholar." ”

After that, he paused slightly, and then said: "Wang Yi is just a cultivator with a low realm, not as good as the two seniors, it is a blessing to be praised by the seniors, but I am afraid it will not be as the two of them wish." ”

Confucius Weizi only frowned, but the Taoist priest was a little angry, and said: "Prince Wang, do you know how many righteous people will die tragically if you can't catch Mrs. Qinghai." ”

Wang Yi apologized: "Wang Yi is dull, not as selfless as his predecessors, everything in the world, the white horse is too flirtatious, a hundred years later, yin and yang are separated, the rivers and lakes are in the rivers and lakes, why should the Taoist be aggressive." ”

The Taoist priest stepped forward, "It's really stupid to take care of the people of the world for your own selfishness. ”

Wang Yi could only smile bitterly, shook his head and said: "Wang Yi is just a scholar, he only remembers to keep his promise, and the rest has nothing to do with Wang." ”

The Taoist priest shook his head, "Stubborn." Then he looked at Confucius and said, "They are all scholars, you come." ”

Wei Fuzi said slowly: "In the Spring and Autumn Period, the bones of the scholars have been crushed, but now the bones of the scholars are still there?"

Wang Yi nodded and said firmly: "The spirit of a scholar has always been there, and he has never been discarded in the world. ”

Confucius was a little relieved, "Is that really the case?"

Wang Yi stood up, stepped out of the carriage, and performed an authentic Confucian etiquette, "For thousands of years, it has been like this. ”

Confucian Sheng smiled presumptuously, "Well, the spirit of the scholar has not been lost in the Spring and Autumn Period, which is a great blessing." ”

The Taoist priest looked at Wei Fuzi and said that he couldn't say that Wang Yi was this kid, rolled up his sleeves, and took a step back, "Then start fighting?"

Wang Yi raised the iron knife in his hand, his body was serious, Xiao Wenxuan's eyes kept staring at Wang Yi, wanting to speak and stopping, but in the end he still looked at Wang Yi quietly, with a look of concern.

Confucius put his hands at his side and said, "Since they are all scholars, then I will come first." ”

The iron knife in Wang Yi's hand turned slightly, and on the blade, Wang Yi's starlight began to flow out, attached to it, and the killing aura was all around.

Wang Yi held an iron knife and launched the first attack.