The carriage is getting farther and farther away from Changling, and the outline of the majestic Changling is gradually invisible.

Wang Taixu lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked back at Changling, but there was not much emotion in his eyes.

He didn't even say goodbye to Ding Ning.

Because for him, the important thing is not the farewell, but whether they can meet again.

The convoy stopped at a ferry crossing.

One of the coachmen who had helped Wang Taixu drive the car began to walk towards a carriage at the end of the convoy, ready to rest. However, to the confusion of most of the convoy, boarding was about to begin, and there was no one to replace the driver.

At that moment, a man dressed in black stepped down from a large boat leaning on the shore.

He walked straight to Wang Taixu's carriage, and a pair of unusually stable hands grasped the reins on the front of Wang Taixu's carriage.

He was very skilled at doing this, because he was originally Wang Taixu's chauffeur.

Two porters, dressed as porters, sat in the shadows of a storeroom by the docks, with their backs to the wall.

They looked tired and drowsy, and the bamboo poles and ropes used to pick up things were all leaning on at random, but they had been observing the convoy where Wang Taixu was.

Seeing the man in black who walked down from the boat, the eyes of the two men dressed as porters were unconsciously slightly darkened.

At this moment, the two men dressed as porters suddenly felt something, and Huo Ran raised his head.

Wang Taixu's convoy has already begun to board the ship one after another.

This is an ironclad merchant ship that sails overseas, and at this time, on the deck of the bow of the ship, I don't know when there is a young looking man standing.

Being young is just feeling, just feeling that person is full of energy.

But the man was blind.

His eyes were open, but he never blinked, and he didn't react to the light or anything around him.

It's just that this is probably the most terrible blind man in the world.

Because in the perception of these two men dressed as porters, the young blind man was like a huge furnace.

The raging fire was like a complete burn through the bow of the ironclad ship on which he was standing.

A porter-like man was the first to hang his head deeply.

Another man beside him also lowered his head after a breath and said softly, "General Cui, what should we do?"

The man he called General Cui said in a slightly cold voice: "Naturally, don't do anything, otherwise you will just be sent to death." ”

"Is it Zhao Jianlu's people?"

The man beside him was unwilling, and said softly, "Do you want to inform the Heavenly Supervisor?"

"This is just General Liang's personal vendetta, don't forget how we were expelled from Changling. The man known as General Cui sneered: "Since it is impossible to solve them, Zhao Jianlu's people are always Zheng Sleeve's enemies, and the stronger the enemy, the better." What's more, the other party has already left Changling, what's the point of notifying the Heavenly Supervisor again?"

The man beside him didn't seem to fully agree with his words, and was silent for a moment, then said, "What are they going to do overseas?"

"Just because you board a ship to go overseas doesn't mean you have to go overseas. The man known as General Choi sarcastically said, "They can disembark anywhere at any time, and after bypassing many checkpoints, it is impossible to trace where they went." As for what they are going to do when they leave Changling, what does it have to do with us? We are about to go to the barbarian land on the border of South Vietnam, and we are afraid that we need to think more about our own problems. ”

"It should be two military men. ”

When Wang Taixu's carriage was firmly controlled and boarded, the Jing Demon Sect, whose traces had disappeared in Changling for a long time, said to Wang Taixu in the carriage: "Do you want to kill them?"

His voice was still full of deference to Wang Taixu, but compared to before, it was full of an indescribable sense of firmness and strength, which made people not need to doubt his ability.

"It should be the person of General Liang Lianliang, I'm afraid that most people in Changling, including the queen, still underestimate him. Wang Taixu was slightly stunned, shook his head again, and said, "There is no need for extraneous branches." ”

The Jing Demon Sect lowered its head and stopped talking, as if nothing had happened.

The young blind man on the deck didn't pay attention to the two cultivators disguised as porters, his eyes were vacant, and he didn't know where to look, but walked towards a middle-aged cook dressed in ordinary cloth and sitting quietly in a corner of the bow of the boat, washing vegetables and killing fish.

"Can we live in peace?"

He walked past the middle-aged cook who seemed to be in charge of the ship's galley, and said slowly and softly: "Including don't reveal my relationship with Wang Taixu to the Minshan Sword Sect, otherwise when the ship leaves, I will use my sword to kill you." ”

The middle-aged cook's movements did not stop, she skillfully killed the fish, removed the internal organs, and was ready to throw it to a black cat lying in the shadows not far away, and at the same time spit out a word very simply: "No." ”

The young blind man didn't seem to feel her presence, and walked to the cabin without stopping, but his voice still reached the ears of the middle-aged cook, and the voice changed from absolute killing to a gentle request, "Can you leave the swim bladder, I like to eat." ”

The middle-aged cook didn't respond, but simply took the white swim bladder out of the internal organs that were ready to be discarded.

......

The water waves on the surface of the river connected by the Wei River are constantly rippling, and the water waves in the deepest part of the Changling Dafu Water Prison are also rippling, and there are also many white foams.

Listening to the suppressed ** sound in the cell in front of him, Lin Zhujiu raised his head with some difficulty, and his long hair like water plants fell out of countless strands of water. He smiled disapprovingly, and said: "My hope for survival comes from knowing that there are nine dead silkworms in Changling, and the presence of nine dead silkworms means that my enemies will be afraid, and I am very happy to think that the enemy is still very afraid no matter how strong he is now." But what about you, where does your hope come from?"

After a long time, the ** sound in the cell disappeared, and a somewhat indistinct voice sounded: "I lived only to die, and since I was rescued again, I naturally have to live well." ”

Lin Zhujiu smiled: "This seems to be a little insincere." ”

The voice of the cell disappeared for a long time before he remembered: "She will appear in front of me, even if she can't save me, she will die in front of me." I'm waiting for her. ”

"Interesting reason. ”

Lin Zhujiu laughed happily and said seriously: "I'll wait with you." ”

On the cold stone steps not far from these two cells, Shen Xuan, who was like a shadow, listened to the conversation between the two in silence.

In the past many years, he just couldn't pry open Lin Zhuanjiu's mouth alone.

But now there is this nameless young man.

......

The night was cold and quiet, and the water in the ditch on the corner of the courtyard was also rippling.

There was no longer a white mist steaming in front of Bai Shanshui's body.

A drop of crystal water loomed in front of her body as she breathed, and then felt heavier and heavier.

Looking at such a picture, Ye Ce Leng knew that Bai Shanshui had been fully cultivated, and he had taken a big step forward in the realm, becoming even more terrifying than when he was in his heyday before. She had also felt the thoughts of Bai Shanshui.

However, she still shook her head and said, "There is a cultivator of the Minshan Sword Sect outside the Ink Garden, and it will not be worse than the Tantai Guan Sword. Like a gatehouse, he guards outside the ink garden. ”

Bai Shanshui knew very well what it meant that it would not be worse than the sword of the Ink Garden, if she was already in the Ink Garden, she might be sure that the hidden aura would not be discovered by this cultivator, but when this cultivator was guarding outside the Ink Garden like a gatehouse, it would be impossible for anyone who wanted to enter the Ink Garden to escape his ears and eyes.

Her brows furrowed slightly, she thought for a moment, and then looked at Ye Ce seriously and asked coldly, "Has he seen you?"

Ye Ce glanced at her coldly and said, "You want to pretend to be me in there?"

Bai Shanshui nodded and said, "As long as you help me, I can go in." ”

"Do you think that's cruel?"

Ye Ce Leng turned his head away and stopped looking at her: "If you go, I naturally have to hide here, but have you ever thought that I have been waiting here for so long, and now I go to see... But you can go and I can't?"

Bai Shanshui naturally knows how much emotion and danger there is in it.

Her face became solemn, and then she bowed deeply and bowed coldly to Ye Ce, and said, "Please be the head of the night division." ”

"Help me play this show well. Go at noon, and you must return here at dusk. ”

Ye Ce said indifferently: "I just happened to kill someone. ”