"If Xie Junhao is arrested, will this matter be known to the six major factions as soon as possible?"

The northerner stared at the Mars in the iron basin and wrote, asking:

"There is no need to do this. We will secretly observe the six major dispatch teams of the Killing Hall troops......"

Shaking his head, he sat in the east and wrote on rice paper.

"The six major factions must not lose, and Xie Junhao must also save them......"

When the two sheets of rice paper were burned, the man sitting in the south mentioned the pen and ink and wrote.

"No, the six major factions can't lose, but Xie Junhao can abandon them, and we can't reveal our identities......"

Next to him, the Oriental shook his head and smeared ink on rice paper.

"Yes, Xie Junhao betrayed us and made us useless......"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and the northerner also wrote on rice paper.

"Xie Junhao gave it up, but he knew it 20 years ago......"

Looking at the burning rice paper, the southerner began to write with a dignified face.

"It's okay, don't worry, he will never dare to interject a sentence......"

With a flash in his eyes, the Oriental wrote on rice paper.

"Joke, why are you so sure?"

Next to him, the man from the north frowned, his face showing a heavy color. "Xie Yifeng ......"

After covering his eyes, the Oriental wrote three large characters on rice paper.

Seeing this scene, the other two people glanced at each other, and they both understood in their hearts.

"According to the spy report, Xie Yifeng has left Haoyi Villa, and his whereabouts are now unknown.......

Then the Orientals mentioned ink again and wrote on rice paper.

Watching the rice paper put into the iron basin, the other two nodded.

"Well, I hope Xie Junhao won't reveal the secret, or Xie Yifeng will kill someone!"

The eyes of the northerners were full of MoMo, wrote on rice paper.

"Rest assured, he's a smart guy and knows what to do......"

On the other side, people from the south also wrote on rice paper and burned it.

"Two or twenty years have passed, and we are all very peaceful. Everyone is in the same boat. If someone leaks the story of that year, don't blame me for being heartless......"

Orientals cover the left and right sides of their eyes, lift pen and ink, write on rice paper, and then exude a strong murderous aura!

"I hope so......"

Feeling the powerful murderous aura of the other party, the other two were not afraid at all, and wrote on rice paper.

Then, all the rice paper on the stone table was burned, and the mysterious three people left the secret room together.

............

At noon the next day, the sky was blue and the white clouds were clear.

A bamboo raft roams in the lake, Baiyun, Luoyang City

The face of the lake is colorful in the sun, surrounded by pleasant landscapes, beautiful water, and green hills.

There were three people on the bamboo raft, the second son and a little beggar, it was Tang Yu and his party!

"Shen, brother, look at the scenery around you. It's so beautiful!"

Looking at the beautiful scenery around him, the little beggar cried excitedly.

"Hehe, little beggar, although the scenery here is very pleasant, compared to the Tianshan Mountains, it is thousands of miles away......"

Next to him, he sat cross-legged on a bamboo raft and raised his head to cover his eyes. Xie Yifeng walked over and said.

"Tianshan, Xie, brother, is Tianshan really beautiful?"

Hearing this, the little beggar blinked and hurriedly asked curiously

"Of course! It snows all year round in the Tianshan Mountains. Looking out, the sky and the earth are white, and there seems to be no end!

Nodding, Xie Yifeng's face showed a look of yearning, and he raised his voice in gratitude.

"Wow! Endless white, no end in sight, the scenery must be beautiful, I really want to see ......"

Hearing this, I imagined the scenery in the arms of the little beggar holding the little white rabbit in the Tianshan Mountains in my mind, and muttered excitedly.

"If you want to go, my master's birthday, I will accompany you to see ...... later"

The blind little beggar was holding a silver flute in his hand, Tang Yu said with a smile.

"Big brother Shen, are you really willing to accompany me to Tianshan to see the snow?"

Hearing what Brother Shen said, the little beggar smiled, which made the inquisitor very excited

"Really, when did Brother Shen lie to you......"

Reaching out and touching the little beggar's head, a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed in Tang Yu's eyes.

It's just that although it is difficult to detect, it is still caught by Xie Yifeng's gaze.