After a long time, Fang Wenlan came back, looked at Li Wenshuo's pale face, frowned slightly, and wanted to ask if he wanted to take him to the doctor, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Because if you want to go, the other party will naturally go, if you don't want to go, then even if you say that he will not go, and it will be annoying in vain.

Li Wenshuo is not wrong, she is really a very competent friend.

Fang Wenlan sat in front of the fire and rubbed her hands, Li Wenshuo gave her a lot of silver, bought some pig's head meat, and two bedding, as if she planned to live in this ruined temple for a long time.

also brought a pot of sake to Li Wenshuo, so Li Wenshuo smiled happily and exclaimed: "Good friend." ”

So she was in front of the fire, watching Li Wenshuo holding the sword, continuing to drink, and then continuing to cough.

She unconsciously wanted to cry.

"Brother Hou. ”

She couldn't stop shouting.

"I don't have the surname Hou, you still don't want to say it, this name is more interesting. ”

Li Wenshuo was still smiling, he didn't cough when he laughed, his eyes looked at Fang Wenlan softly, at least Fang Wenlan thought so.

Her heart was trembling, but she was such a stubborn person, when Li Wenshuo looked at her, all her weaknesses disappeared, hidden in the depths of her heart, and said: "Isn't the eldest husband okay if he doesn't change his name or surname? Why don't you seem to care so much." ”

Li Wenshuo took a sip of wine, his eyes were confused, and he leaned back, leaning on the pillar of the ruined temple, as if he was caught in infinite memories.

"Is it so important what my surname is, I was an orphan since I was a child, and it was the master who picked me out of the broken temple, and I don't know who my parents are or what my surname is, but the master said that my surname should be Li, and my surname is Li. ”

Fang Wenlan was silent, and after a while, said, "That's how it should be." ”

This was a little unclear, Li Wenshuo didn't understand the meaning for a while, but he didn't have any mood to speculate, just continued to taste the bitterness of the wine.

Fang Wenlan is obviously not a person who can pick wine.

It is said that the barbarian soldiers are still preparing to attack the city, and at the same time send cavalry to loot some supplies.

Just like on the steppe, before the Great War, tribal warriors were sent to loot the small-scale herdsmen on the opposing pastures.

But they had already lost a thousand elite cavalry, and even one of their masters had died at the hands of that man, and they didn't even know who the murderer was.

Uyangu knew, but he kept silent, because he didn't have much to do, he was the commander of the whole army, and it was impossible to go out of the city to find someone to compete in force unless it was absolutely necessary, who knew if it was an enemy trap.

At this time, his brows were tightly locked, but it was not because of Li Wenshuo, but because of the bald old man in gray robe in front of him, according to the Central Plains, this is a monk.

The monk sat in the center of the tent, and the bitter tea of the Central Plains was placed on the coffee table, and he tasted it slowly, and the person sitting opposite him was wearing a white lambskin.

Damn, the High Priest loved this unpleasant thing.

Wu Yangu frowned, for some reason, he looked at this monk, and his heart was nothing but disgust or disgust.

At this time, Ulan Baatar put down the teacup and said: "Thank you for the gift from Mr. Chuhe, Mr. Chu He is really unfathomable, every time we meet, not only the realm may be high or low, but even the appearance and age are incredible." ”

This monk is actually Chu River!

Chu He smiled and said, "A few catties of tea are nothing compared to the Black Thorn Armor. ”

Ulan Baatar nodded and said, "Mr. Chu He's help will naturally not be forgotten in the future, but what makes people wonder is that since Your Excellency is from the Central Plains, why do you want to help us?"

Hearing this, the disgust in Wu Yangu's eyes was undisguised.

But Chu He still didn't care, he continued to make tea, brewed seven times, after the tea rose three times and floated three times, he drank it in his mouth, only a trace of sweetness remained, in the past hundred years, he had experienced everything in the world, except for immortality, the only thing he cared about was the tea in this cup.

"Is the High Priest trying to say that I am a traitor? ”

Chu He still had a faint smile in his eyes.

Wu Yangu said yes in his heart.

And Ulan Baatar also frowned, and just said: "You know I don't mean that, I treat you as my friend." ”

"Friends?"

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Chu He's mouth, although he was born, he still didn't care about everything in the world, and he never even bothered to hide his emotions.

However, he still restrained a little, because the old monk's cultivation was not high, and the two people in front of him could easily kill him.

"Well, my friend, I can't say anything specific, I can only tell you that we are in great trouble and longing for the birth of a hero. ”

"Heroes?"

"That's right, a hero like no other. ”

Ulan Baatar pondered for a moment and said: "The Central Plains is vast, with a population of no less than tens of thousands, and after so many years, has there not been a hero like this?"

Chu He immediately said: "There have been one or two, but one has failed, and the other has different aspirations. ”

"I see. ”

Ulan Baatar lowered his head, his extremely dark eyes staring thoughtfully at the clear tea in the teacup.

Chu He got up, smiled, and said, "I'm leaving, I hope my friend, you can be that hero, I will be very happy at that time." ”

"Hehe, I'm not a hero. ”

"No one knows what the future holds. ”

Chu He left, Ulan Batel picked up the cup on the table, drank it all, and for the first time felt that this tea was not so bitter, and these literati and writers in the Central Plains of the Heart Dao really had a little meaning.

A wide shadow appeared in front of him, and it was Wu Yangu standing in front of him, with a dull face, and said in a cold voice: "You are seeking skin with the tiger." ”

Hearing this, Ulan Baatar nodded and said, "You're right. ”

"If you know why, why do you do it. ”

Wu Yangu suddenly felt a great anger rise in his heart, and slammed his fist on the coffee table, and the tea set shattered into powder along with the table, leaving only the red clay teacup that Ulan Baatar had just put down in his hand was still quietly suspended in the air.

Ulan Baatar raised his head, his dark eyes were extremely pure, and he met Wuyan Gu's angry eyes, and said in a deep voice: "King Jiuli, don't you understand, when Chu He sent the Black Thorn Armor to us, whether it was Li Yang, or the guys behind Chu He, or even ourselves, they would not allow us to stop, this war could not be stopped. ”

Wu Yan Gu was stunned for a moment, and he was about to refute, but at this time, the curtain was lifted, and two young men in silver armor walked in, the one that was slightly taller in the back was Tie Yan, and the one in front looked even smaller.

Uyangu and Battle stood up at the same time and bowed to the young man, "See the king." ”

King Tuoba laughed, waved his hand to signal the two to sit down, and said in a voice that was no longer very immature: "No matter who Chu He is, he has sent us the Black Thorn Armor, as long as we master this thing, relying on the bravery of the steppe warriors, we can push the war horse to the edge of the sky......"

The young king was very excited, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and Uyangu suddenly understood what Batel meant, he was just a general, and he had the title of King of Jiuli, but he still had to accept the orders of the real king.

No matter who it is, if it is not fought until it cannot be fought at all, this war will not be allowed to stop.

"I heard that we had two teams of five hundred cavalry and all of them were wiped out when we went out, what happened?"

"They met a swordsman from the Central Plains. ”

"One?"

There was confusion in Wang's tone, suspecting that he had misheard, even the confident young man behind him had his pupils shrunk.

"Well, one person. ”

Wu Yangu said categorically.

"Kill him. ”

Wu Yangu hesitated, but the young king had already turned his attention to the teacup, his expression was a little gloomy, and he still said, "Yes." ”