"It's a good choice to die in Chang'an. ”

Wei Qijian's aura was weakening, and there was not much time left. In less than half a pillar of incense, he will die.

Ye Shui Han looked at Shen Binglin's back, and an invisible column of water suddenly shook in his palm, like a moon.

"Don't forget, who you are now. Seeing this, Mo Zhifeng hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

Ye Shui Han glanced at Mo Zhifeng, and the water column in his palm was extinguished like a flame. She can't beat Shen Binglin, not to mention that there is Mo Zhifeng beside her, even if she tries her best, she will only end up with a dead end, and the best ending may be to be a companion on Huangquan Road.

A generation of peak powerhouses died like this, because of a woman.

"If it weren't for your sword, we would never have kept him. Mo Zhifeng whispered, but there was no figure beside him.

"That's what he did for himself. Suddenly, Pan Xuanbing's voice echoed in Mo Xuanfeng's ears like an echo, making it impossible to figure out which direction the voice came from. Listening to the voice argument was just a child's trick for a seventh-order cultivator, so if Pan Xuanbing wanted to hide himself, he had to even make his voice change endlessly.

"Wei Qijian is dead, and you can be regarded as a meritorious service, so you should be able to feel at ease now. The two seemed to ignore the existence of the night water cold on the side, and talked in a low voice.

Mo Zhifeng stared at Wei Qijian, who fell to the ground and was unconscious, and only after a long time did he shake his head and said, "How can it be so easy? ”

"That's ......," Pan Xuanbing said with a wry smile.

"The Queen has warned me. Mo Zhifeng whispered, "Situ Yu's death is likely to be my end." ”

Shen Binglin stuck the black sword on the ground, this is a feng shui treasure, there is a photo in front and a back, it is really good to be buried here.

It's a pity that Wei Qijian can't die yet.

He needs to go to the prison and meet Zhao Xinji by the way.

This is the meaning of the prince, and it is also the meaning of Mo Stop. Mo Zhifeng is like a loyal hound under his master, he can always find a way to please his master, at least many times, he and the prince have the same ideas.

The owner will not easily abandon a dog that can only please him, even if he can only gnaw bones.

As a star-like stone fell, a powerful killing intent suddenly burst out from Shen Binglin's body. When the light dissipated, I saw a woman in a white dress, holding Wei Qijian in both hands, standing on the top of the mountain in the distance.

"Mo Xingxiao?" Shen Binglin couldn't help frowning as he looked at the woman in the white dress.

How could this woman, who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, not think of going against the court?

"Mo Xingxiao, what are you doing here?" Mo Zhifeng couldn't help but get nervous, in terms of his cultivation, Mo Xingxiao was far above Wei Qijian, if he really started it, they would not be opponents together.

"Nothing. Mo Xingxiao looked down at the three of them, the cold wind blowing on the white skirt, "I just don't want him to die here." ”

"Do you know what the consequences of this will be?" Mo stopped the wind, and watched the cooked duck fly away, and his future hard life was going to be even worse.

Mo Xingxiao smiled slightly, "At least you're not worthy." ”

"You!"

If it weren't for Mo Xingxiao's ability to hit himself hard with one finger, Mo Zhufeng would have risen with a sword.

He had only been in the seventh order of cultivation for a long time, how could it be Mo Xingxiao, who had been hovering at the peak realm for more than ten years?

Even Shen Binglin didn't dare to act rashly, the sword of the peak cultivator was not something that the three of them could withstand. Even if he can't die himself, but Mo Zhifeng is dead, the prince will not be happy.

If you don't have any opinions, Mo Xingxiao will leave. Mo Xingxiao smiled, and as the light of the star above everyone's heads dissipated, her graceful body also disappeared from Mo Zhifeng's sight. If the piece of star just now fell like this, the consequence would inevitably be that one of the three people would be seriously injured.

Wei Qijian's decisive battle against Mo Xingxiao also swept the entire Chang'an City like a tide.

No one knows what the outcome of the decisive battle was that day, and there are also many opinions in the Chang'an market, but one thing is certain, Wei Qijian was hit hard, and now the wanted documents of the imperial court have spread all over the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, and those who provide information about Wei Qijian will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold; those who hand over the head of Wei Qijian to the imperial court will be rewarded with 1,000 taels of gold; and those who can capture Wei Qijian alive will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold.

As soon as this wanted warrant came out, everyone's eyes immediately turned red, and they wished that a person with seven swords on his back would be regarded as Wei Qijian. Therefore, during this period of time, those cultivators who followed the trend and learned Wei Qijian's outfit no longer dared to come out easily, and even had to be careful when talking about the three words Wei Qijian, for fear of accidentally offending anyone.

On the third day after the wanted warrant was issued, Xu Changfeng and Su Yongqiu finally returned to Chang'an in a carriage.

On the way, Xu Changfeng also heard about Wei Qijian's wanted warrant, he was very worried, but he couldn't show it, he didn't want him to let Su Yongqiu know about this relationship.

That night, it rained in Chang'an, and only the lonely figure of the young man was left in the quiet courtyard, reflected in the lights.

Liang Yi had already fallen asleep early, and at this moment, he almost didn't want to ask about other things except cultivation, and it was estimated that he would maintain this state until the end of the Starry Stars next year.

Everyone lives their own life, the boy looks up at the dark sky, and the rain falls gently like a veil, hitting his young face without pain or itching.

On this night in Chang'an, I don't know how many people will be as destined to sleepless as him.

The young man didn't know how long he had been sitting quietly, but he saw a tall figure in the darkness, holding an oil umbrella, his breath was very unusual, and the dark night completely covered his Rong Mo. His eyes were like a cat's eyes in the night, staring at the young man's body under the eaves.

At this hour, he still came to find someone, obviously because the person who came was not good. But the boy didn't show any nervousness because of this. Now that the strength of Yuemen in Chang'an City has been revealed, no one who has not been long-sighted has come to touch his brow. Things like the assassination of the Sword Talisman gang before have become history forever.

The door of the courtyard was pushed open, and the man walked in with an umbrella, and walked in front of the young man with a steady step, and a kind face was revealed under the candlelight in the room.

"I didn't want to bother you so late, but after thinking about it, I think you shouldn't be able to sleep. Zhou Qixuan looked at Xu Changfeng and said in a low voice.

Xu Changfeng and Su Yongqiu arrived in Chang'an City this evening, and Zhou Qixuan got the news as soon as possible, but he couldn't get out of some trivial matters at that time, so he has been postponed until now.

The young man's heavy face couldn't help but retract a little, he stood up, looked at Zhou Qixuan and asked, "What's going on at Zhaoyuemen?"

Zhou Qixuan wouldn't come to him for no reason, especially at this time.

Unless it's something important that happens at the Terugine Gate.

"This morning, someone sent you a secret letter. Zhou Qixuan took out an envelope and handed it to Xu Changfeng, "The person who delivered the letter is obviously very clever, it passed the layers of guards at the Zhaoyue Gate and placed it at the head of my bed silently, and I didn't even notice it." ”

Xu Changfeng frowned, stretched out his hand to take the letter, and did not rush to open it.

"If it weren't for the fact that the person who sent the letter had no malicious intent, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen you by now. Zhou Qixuan smiled bitterly.

He stopped talking and didn't continue. A master who can make a fifth-order cultivator unaware of it must be above the sixth-order in strength, but Xu Changfeng doesn't know any sixth-order cultivators at all.

Except for that day......

Zhou Qixuan is not a confused person, he has been with Xu Changfeng for so long, even if the two have never exchanged the foundation, but he can guess some secrets, just like Xu Changfeng also has a certain understanding of Zhou Qixuan in his heart, but neither of them pierced this layer of window paper.

The rain fell, wetting the envelope, and the boy was silent for a long time, deciding to open it on the spot.

There is no need for him to hide it, if Zhou Qixuan wants to see it, he can open the envelope at any time, and then find a new envelope to wrap it. So the person who sent the letter must have taken some secrecy measures.

The envelope was empty, which surprised Zhou Qixuan a little.

He thought that there might be some code words in the letter, but he didn't think that he didn't have anything, no wonder it felt so strange when he pinched it.

Of course, in many cases, an empty letter can also express many things.

Xu Changfeng opened the envelope, rummaged through it for a while, and finally pulled out a slender green silk. In the dim candlelight, he could only see that it was a green silk, and if he hadn't touched it carefully with his hands, even if Zhou Qixuan was a fifth-order cultivator, it would be difficult to detect the tiny knots on it.

This green silk made Zhou Qixuan a little surprised, he didn't guess that this was a knot code, but he had read in some books that the ancients used green silk to transmit messages, as for what the way of transmission, he didn't know.

According to ancient records, when an enemy soldier was captured, they rummaged on him, and finally found only a green silk, although it is not clear what the green silk is for, but it is certain that they rely on the blue to transmit the code. There have been several instances of Qingsi transmitting military information since then, but this method is mostly used in some small countries, such as the Shengshi Dynasty, and there is no need to spend time studying this kind of mysterious thing.

Xu Changfeng pinched his fingers on the green silk a few times, and soon knew what the news on the green silk was.

"Got eyebrows?" Zhou Qixuan watched Xu Changfeng's solemn face dissipate a lot, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Xu Changfeng nodded, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Chang'an will be a little unpeaceful recently, you let Zhaoyuemen be as restrained as possible, we don't need to rub this troubled water." ”

"Hmm. Zhou Qixuan also nodded.

Except for when he won the Sword Fu Gang that day, Xu Changfeng had never asked Zhaoyuemen a stitch or thread so far, in other words, the position of this deputy sect master was simply useless to him.

Of course, Zhou Qixuan didn't think that Xu Changfeng would be such a stupid and bad person, he worked so hard to win the seven-point market in Chang'an for him, and he wouldn't just be greedy for a momentary happiness.

Zhou Qixuan opened the oil umbrella, turned around and left the alley.

His task has been completed, and if he is involved in the rest of the things, it will be a bit overstepping.

The rain in Chang'an is not as cold as it was at the beginning of winter, but it is also very uncomfortable.

The boy turned back to the lamp, and slowly burned the green silk along with the envelope, and the light of the fire made his slightly cold sides a little warmer.

The wind and rain in Chang'an make people sad.

The message conveyed by the knot is just a place, called Menghualou.

And behind the Dream Flower Building, there are still three words, the old place.

Presumably, this person must have been paying attention to him for a long time, otherwise he would not have chosen such a sensitive place.

Although it is not clear what has happened now, one thing is certain, Wei Qijian is still alive and safe.

Otherwise, he would not have received such a letter at such a time.