It's dawn and I'm refreshed.

The five of them packed up their things, left the wooden house, and headed towards the mountain gate of the Yanshan faction.

The sudden attack last night really made the four of them tired, but Xu Mingding, who had not slept all night, was full of energy.

"Brother Sweeping Dust will stay here for cultivation first, after the thief's talisman was torn off, he has been unconscious, and when he is recuperated here, he will let Brother Sweeping Dust return to Sword Valley. ”

"Master Xu has only been here for a few days, so what to do with his diet and daily life. ”

"I've asked the Immortal Wood about it, and it says that it wants to heal the wounds and curses that sweep away the dust, so there's no need to worry. ”

"Then it's troublesome for Master Xu. ”

"No hassle. ”

The leader walked more than a mile of mountain road, and the spirit that had just gotten up had been exhausted, and he yawned for a long time, "By the way, Master Xu, has your son found it?"

Xu Mingding paused and shook his head.

Zhang Jianyun took in Xu Mingding's expression.

It stands to reason that the only person who knows the method of lighting the fluorescent vine in the corridor can only be the people of the Yanshan faction, and the person who is most likely to defect in the Yanshan faction at the moment is Xu Honglin.

The first person she knocked out last night was Xu Honglin, who was thrown into the room by her casually...... The next day, she saw that there was no one left.

Forget it, everything is over, and there is no need to mention it.

"This time...... Is the trouble over?" Zhao Qingqiu said as he rubbed his eyes.

"Count. ”

"Then how do you tell you to send your disciples back? ”

"When someone who is brave comes to see the mountain gate and finds that it is safe and sound, you can go to the mountain to find it, carve a mark on the stone and soil, and pass it on to ten or ten, and then it will be over. ”

"Oh~ you don't go looking for it. ”

"I'm still going to look at the mountain gate. ”

The mountains and forests in the early morning are very handsome, the Yanshan Mountains are relatively short, the clouds and mist are not thick, there is no ethereal fairy flavor, but there are many real, natural, and handsome creatures.

All the leaves are covered with a veil of light, hazy, faint, not very bright, but the beauty of the morning sun.

Xu Mingding had long been used to seeing it, but the four babies behind him were shouting.

However, the scene of this early morning, if you are not tired of seeing it, is really beautiful.

Cross the creek and ask the pebbles why there are no fish in the creek;

Turning over the ridge, I asked the little green bamboo shoots, why do chrysanthemums grow here.

Nagging, chattering, to the mountain gate.

Xu Mingding sat back on his mahogany chair with a big grin, lifted the lid of the already cold tea on the coffee table beside him, picked it up, and took a sip.

"Drinking cold tea is not good for the body. Zhao Qingqiu kindly reminded.

"No, I heard that there are people in some places who add lemon and frosting to black tea, put it in the cellar and refrigerate, and take it out and call it iced black tea, sweet and sour, many dignitaries and ordinary people love to drink it. ”

“......”

Mo Haoqiong patted Zhao Qingqiu's shoulder with a smile, and said to Xu Mingding: "Master Xu, then I won't stay here for long." ”

"Are you leaving? It's better to stay as a guest for a few days, and it's not too late to leave when Brother Sweeper's injury is healed. ”

When Mo Haoqiong heard this, he began to hesitate.

Zhang Jianyun pulled the hair of the leader who stole mulberries to eat, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Ling Er Shao strode over and hooked Mo Haoqiong's neck.

"Thank you for your kindness. It's just that it's okay in the morning, and it's inconvenient to regret it. Besides, if we really want to stay, we still have to go back to the sinkhole to accompany the dusters. Master Xu, you want to guard the mountain gate, so I won't bother you. ”

Although Mo Haoqiong coveted the scenery here, and also wanted to go back with Chen Songchen, he was also eager to return to Sword Valley, and he was really wavering at the moment, and after listening to the final word of the leader, he said again: "Then don't bother." ”

"Well, let's go. Xu Mingding couldn't keep it, and he didn't force it anymore, and took out a bag of tea from the cabinet, "I heard that Zhou Zhihuan, the sect leader of the Sword Valley Sword Sect, likes to drink tea, I'm a rough person, I don't understand, such a good tea can only be wasted in my hands, it's better to let Brother Zhou taste it carefully." ”

The packaging is simple, like a lotus leaf wrapped, tied with a straw pole, and there is no sticker to indicate the name.

Xu was destined to throw it casually, and it happened to fall into Mo Haoqiong's palm.

Mo Haoqiong smiled and said, "Then I'll thank Master Xu here." I don't know the name of this tea?"

"Nameless. ”

“...... I would venture to ask, how do you know that it is good tea? ”

"I think it's delicious. ”

Outside the mountain gate, Xu Mingding waved his hand to say goodbye, and then turned around and returned to the hall.

"Master Xu doesn't look like a head at all. ”

Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Qingqiu pouted.

"I think I'm in charge. ”

"Your Senior Sister Song and Senior Brother Zhou don't look like sect masters!"

"It's not that I said, Master Xu is really weird. "The leader chewed a grass root," my father ...... In short, on the rivers and lakes, the normal rulers are not like this. ”

"What does that look like?"

The leader raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sect Master Mo with slanted eyes.

"I almost forgot that you were also a sect master, not like you anyway.

Speaking of which, I went to Sword Valley, but I haven't seen the world's fifth week of the world's famous rivers and lakes, and I haven't visited Song Moyan, the Proud Snow Fairy, but it's a pity. ”

"Proud Snow Fairy?" Mo Haoqiong nodded, it was not clear whether the snow was snowy or not, and the pride was really appropriate. "Then you go back to Sword Valley with me again, last time I was negligent and forgot to take you to meet Senior Brother Zhou, this time I will take you to meet you twice. ”

"I'm afraid it won't work...... If I had a lot of time, I could stay here with you for a few days and then go with you to the Valley of Swords. ”

"You're poisoned...... Are you about to get sick?"

"Climb. Do you remember what I told you the other day?"

"I don't remember. ”

"My two years of happiness have come at a price...... Accompany you to this Yanshan faction, two years have passed, and there is no way. ”

"The price?"

The leader didn't answer Mo Haoqiong's question, and looked down the mountain.

The old god of black charcoal was standing there on the ground, just like the leader, holding the grass roots in his mouth and fiddling around.

The carriage behind him was the same as when it came a few days ago, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

What's even more amazing is that there are about two people lying on the ground, motionless.

When I walked in, it seemed to be two thieves who had robbed the house, both holding a somewhat blunt knife in their right hands.

And there is a hollow horseshoe print on the face.

Black charcoal sighs for the law, like inviting merit.

The leader unceremoniously snatched both of his knives, took them horizontally with both hands, jerked his knees, and turned the two bloodstained broadswords into two broken knives.

Got into the carriage.

Zhao Qingqiu looked at the black charcoal that was walking slowly in front of him, and said with some emotion: "If you bring it when you go up the mountain, it can top two people with you." ”

"If you can't go up the mountain, it depends on the mood of this horse. "The leader is dismissive.

Silent.

Black Tan knows the road by himself, and no one needs to rush.

"Where are we going?"

"First send Sect Master Mo and Old Sister Zhao back to Sword Valley. ”

"What about you two. ”

"Me and Jian Yun...... Alas, I want to go to Lingxia Academy to be a student. ”