On the cross-stitch, it is embroidered with a dead branch in winter, and on the dead branch, a plum blossom is extremely charming, and the other has just bloomed a trace of the charm of winter plum. I saw Rong Xiang at this moment, skillfully shuttling the embroidery thread in his hand back and forth on the cross-stitch cloth, and from time to time he would let out a meaningful sigh.

"Back to my lord, my subordinates are all ready. ”

And the armored sergeant in front of Rong Xiang did not raise his head with his hands on top of his head, knelt on one knee and responded quickly.

"Okay, pass the order, don't reveal your identity, if so, you should know what to do. ”

After that, Rong Xiang continued to bow his head and embroider his cross-stitch, while the sergeant in front of him quickly took the order to push open Rong Xiang's door and retreat. At the door, there were a number of men, wearing armor, waiting to go. And each of them is a bald man in black armor.

After the sergeant just now muttered a few words in front of the group of bald men, everyone left quickly, and after a while, they completely disappeared into Rong Xiang's inner courtyard.

After these bald men walked for a while, Rong Xiang slowly moved his gaze from the cross-stitch in front of him to the night sky in the distance, and at this time, because he was distracted, he was accidentally pierced by the needle in his hand and the tip of his delicate finger, and a small stream of blood suddenly flowed down. I saw Rong Xiang staring thoughtfully at the tips of his bleeding fingers, silent.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the breeze on the lake was already a little cold, but this night of killing had just begun.

"Old man, it looks like it can't be peaceful tonight, do you want to go down and play with me at night?"

A small-looking but seemingly sophisticated young man leaned against the canopy of a tree, staring at the scale hole below, revealing a sneer, and asked another old man next to him who was meditating on the canopy.

However, this old man was dressed very peculiarly, he did not seem to be from the Central Plains, I saw that his clothes could only cover half of his body, and the other half of his arms were naked in the air, his waist was wrapped in strips of cloth, and a pair of very fat trousers wrapped his legs tightly.

The old man closed his eyes and replied faintly:

"Hmph. Have you forgotten the explanation of the little marquis before you and I left?"

When the young man heard the old man's words, he pursed his lips and looked very displeased, and then echoed:

"The emperor is far away, not to mention that the little marquis only ordered to find an opportunity to be him, not limited to you and me. And I said, If thou wilt not go, go on sleeping here, and let me go down and play alone. ”

With that, the young man leapt from the canopy and rushed into the crowd.

I saw that after the young man rushed into the crowd, the cold light flashed, and in an instant, blood was shining, countless heads were raised in the air, and a strong smell of blood filled the audience.

The old man in the canopy stared at the young man below for a long time, and then quickly ran towards the market in the opposite direction.

There was a quick but very slight knock on the door, so that if you didn't listen carefully, you would feel that the knock was like a human auditory hallucination.

As soon as Yue Lingang and Murong Wenxin were about to rest, they heard a slight knock at the door.

"Who?"

Yue Lingang frowned and thought for a while, then wanted to get up and open the door. At this moment, Murong Qianxin suddenly pulled Yue Lingang back, stared at the door, and said softly:

"It's me. ”

At that moment, a small voice came from the door. It was a very dry and dumb voice, as if it was a voice from the Nine Hells.

"It's Uncle Liu. ”

After Murong Wenxin heard this voice, he hurriedly looked at Yue Lingang and said.

Yue Lingang also heard that it was Liu Yunjun's voice, so he hurriedly walked to the door and opened the door. I saw Liu Yunjun standing at the door, looking left and right, and walked straight into the house. Yue Lingang went out and watched for a while, then turned around and closed the door.

"I don't know what happened when Uncle Liu visited late at night. ”

After Yue Lingang invited Liu Yunjun to sit down, he asked directly.

Liu Yunjun didn't speak, groped in his arms for a while, took out a piece of cotton cloth wrapped in a stone, and handed it to Yue Lingang.

Yue Lingang looked at Liu Yunjun, stared at the brocade cloth again, and slowly unfolded the brocade cloth. If you don't retreat, tomorrow you will die." I saw Yue Lingang staring at the contents on the brocade cloth and thinking to himself.

Yue Lingang stared at it for a while, and didn't have too many clues, so he put the brocade cloth in Liu Yunjun's hand again and asked:

"Uncle Shi, I don't know where you got this thing from?"

After Yue Lingang asked, he felt that some questions were inappropriate, but he was too embarrassed to ask for more details, so he could only do this.

"I don't know, just now I and Senior Brother Lu just came back from outside, and before we entered our store, we were stopped by the shopkeeper, and handed me this thing, saying that an old man asked him to give you this thing. I was thinking about asking Senior Brother Lu to bring it to you, but you also know Senior Brother Lu's temper, so I can't help it, so I came over and brought it to you, and I didn't read the content, so what is written on it? ”

Liu Yunjun looked at Yue Lingang's solemn expression and said softly.

"Uncle Liu, please take a look. ”

After Yue Lingang finished speaking, he unfolded the cotton cloth in his hand, and then placed it on the table in front of Liu Yunjun, looked back at Murong and asked his heart, and said no more.

"Could this be from Wei Chiyu's side?"

After Liu Yunjun finished reading it, he hesitated for a while, and said bluntly with the same frown.

"I can't rule it out, but I think it's more likely that someone else wrote it. But no matter how I guess, I can't guess who is going to send us such a message at this juncture? What is the purpose of this person? Is it to save us, or is it to force us out of this fight?"

Yue Lingang stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and thought for a while before responding.

"Is it possible to make it because of this rag strip of unknown origin, and you have to go home?"

Liu Yunjun looked at Yue Lingang puzzled and said.

"Even if we return to Longpan Pass now, without this treasure, we are facing the upcoming army of Li Quanwen. After all, the emperor has begun to be afraid of the princes and forces of the rivers and lakes, and Yu Xiao and Brother Rong back then were a lesson from the past, so we must take advantage of the fact that we still have some energy and seize this treasure, so that we can really have hope of going back alive. So no matter whether the person who sent me the message helped me or harmed me, I had to stick to the original purpose. ”

Yue Lingang walked to the door, quickly turned around and walked in front of Liu Yunjun, took the brocade cloth placed on the table in his hand, looked at it again, and then said.

"Okay, as my aunt in the Phantom Wine Shop, our three brothers should do our best to help you. Now that the situation is chaotic outside, you two better be careful. As for whether to go or not, the three of us are at your command. I just hope you can be kind to the second lady, don't let her chill her heart. ”

After Liu Yunjun finished speaking to Yue Lingang, he looked at Murong with a doting glance, and wanted to get up and go out.

"Uncle Liu, please stay. ”

Suddenly, Murong Qianxin stopped Liu Yunjun, walked to Liu Yunjun's side gently, and continued softly:

"Tomorrow, ask a few uncles to take care of Lin Gang. ”

On the other hand, Liu Yunjun, after listening to Murong Wenxin's words, did not look back, just responded very simply, and opened the door alone and walked out.

After Murong Wenxin closed the door, he turned to look at Yue Lingang, walked towards Yue Lingang with tears in his eyes, and lay down in Yue Lingang's arms, without saying a word.

Yue Lin Gang hugged Murong and asked, his heart was complicated.