Xu Beiyou fell into deep thought again.

In order to save her life, Shangguan Qiushui will definitely tell a lot of truths, but also to save her life, she will also have nine truths and one falsehood, inserting such a false sentence in many truths, not only making herself unable to distinguish, but also having her own schemes.

Actually, these are nothing, and there are only two things that really matter.

The first point is that the Yang Bo Fu is the Gongsun Bo Fu.

The second point is that the Murong family has a plan.

Xu Beiyou suddenly felt that Wei Guo was not the monolith he imagined, and now it was also surging with undercurrents and turbulent waves.

Shangguan Qiushui said slowly: "Gongzi Xu, everything I know has been told, can you fulfill your promise?"

Xu Beiyou suddenly asked, "I killed Shangguan Chao, don't you want to take revenge?"

Shangguan Qiushui's eyes were like autumn waves, and there were little ripples in them, revealing a coldness, she bit her lip and said slowly: "Gongzi Xu should understand, they all say that the heavenly family has no relatives, and our families are not far behind, I have been away from home for many years, and Hugh said that there is a Shangguan chaos, that is, how about a few of them are all dead?"

Xu Beiyou sighed, feeling that people's hearts can be so cold, no matter how long the road is, it can't be longer than your feet, and no matter how cold the weather is, it can't be cold to people's hearts.

Shangguan Qiushui saw that he had no intention of killing, reached out and gently stroked the scattered hair at the sideburns, and said softly: "I don't expect you to let me go happily, it is better to save your life than anything else, after all, the world is the biggest, and the old saying goes, leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood." ”

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "Come with me to Biyou Island, and I will let you go." ”

Shangguan Qiushui was suddenly relieved, her eyes regained her brilliance, she knew that she really didn't have to die this time.

There was silence between the two again, Shangguan Qiushui stared at Xu Beiyou's side face, and suddenly asked: "You let Huang Xiao escape, then your whereabouts have been exposed, don't forget that this is the Wei State, aren't you afraid?"

Xu Beiyou frowned slightly, still silent.

She asked again, "Do you know whose son Meng Suilong is?"

Xu Beiyou said: "I know, Meng Dongfei's son." ”

Shangguan Qiushui smiled and said, "Then do you know who his father is?"

How did Xu Beiyou know whose seed this little bastard was, and replied casually: "It won't be Xiao Jin's illegitimate son." ”

Shangguan Qiushui seemed to be choked hard, and his face was strange.

Xu Beiyou was surprised: "Meng Suilong is really Xiao Jin's son?"

Shangguan Qiushui was in a bad mood and didn't want to say anything more.

Xu Beiyou said to himself: "Meng Dongfei is a person in the Ghost King Palace, and the Ghost King Palace is supported by Xiao Jin, I have always wondered why Meng Dongfei can be ranked among the four great underworld monarchs, it turns out that this is the reason, they all say that the mother is more precious than the son, no wonder it is ......"

Shangguan Qiushui snorted coldly.

......

On an official road more than 100 miles away from the "Eastern Capital" of Wei, there were three travelers who were temporarily traveling together, all of whom were going to the "Eastern Capital" of Wei, and among them was a middle-aged man with three strands of long hair, ignoring the "Abolition Sword Order" And openly wearing a sword, he also led a half-grown boy, also carrying a very long sword, but both of them looked a little embarrassed, and there was also an old Confucian who looked not young, full of white hair, wearing a half-new Confucian shirt, and carrying a bookcase of some years on his back, which was actually imitating the young scholars who traveled to study.

The half-grown boy with the sword on his back didn't like to see this old guy, he didn't read a heroic righteousness when he read, but he read a poor sour, poor and sour, especially like to drop the book bag, full of sage clouds and people, so that he didn't like to read since he was a child, he felt annoyed, but this old man still has a good teacher's problem, and he wanted to come over and tell him a few words of the sage's great truth, which made the young man who was already angry in his heart eager to kill this old guy with a sword, but after encountering that evil star in Jiuyuan City, the master's face was not very good-looking, and the young man naturally knew how to handle the severity and did not dare to make a mistake easily。

However, he couldn't understand why Master didn't go back to the 'Eastern Capital' directly, but went with this old guy halfway.

Just as the old man began to recite those sage classics again, Huang Xiao, who hadn't spoken much along the way, suddenly asked, "May I ask the old man, why did you go to the 'Eastern Capital' this time?"

The old man subconsciously stroked his beard and replied: "It's not a secret, the old man traveled thousands of miles to Wei this time, in addition to traveling, there is also an unfulfilled wish, that is, to see His Royal Highness the King of Wei, if His Royal Highness the King of Wei is willing to see me, the old man, then I want to talk to him about my reason, it is not a trip in vain." ”

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Meng Suilong pursed his lips and sneered: "The dignified King of Wei has a great opportunity, will he be free to see you?"

The old man didn't care, and said with a smile: "Little guy, why don't we make a bet?" I bet that King Wei will definitely see me." ”

Meng Suilong was about to speak, when suddenly he caught a glimpse of the master's face being extremely solemn, and he was shocked in his heart, and forcibly swallowed the words that had reached his mouth, Huang Xiao said slowly: "The old gentleman is just reasoning?"

The old Confucian smiled, "That's what I mean, but I don't know what His Royal Highness King Wei means." ”

Huang Xiao, who was deeply thoughtful, frowned thoughtfully.

The old man put his hand on the pergola and looked at it from afar in the direction of the "Eastern Capital", but it looked a little funny, like the Monkey King in the play, Meng Suilong, who had been deliberately keeping a straight face, was amused by his action and asked, "Old man, what reason do you want to tell King Wei?"

The old Confucian straightened his face and said slowly: "It's not so much reasoning, but rather that the old man wants to persuade the King of Wei beyond his means, persuade him not to use swords and soldiers, and persuade him not to let this huge world be miserable for his own selfish desires." ”

Meng Suilong grinned, but the smile was silent.

Huang Xiao suddenly pressed Meng Suilong's shoulder, turned his head and smiled at the old man: "Old man, we master and apprentice still have something to do, we have to take the first step and meet again in the future." ”

The old Confucian waved his hand and said casually: "Go, I hope that when we meet again in the future, the three of us will not fight each other." ”

Huang Xiao was silent, grabbed Meng Suilong's figure and disappeared in a flash.

After leaving the old Confucian alone, he looked around and looked depressed.

Then he began to walk slowly along the post road towards the 'Eastern Capital'.

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, he really met a lot of interesting people along the way.

First of all, the young but white-headed young man, with sharp energy, but he held his sharp energy in it, like a sword hidden in a sheath, I don't know what kind of brilliance it will be when the sword is drawn out of the sheath one day.

Then there is the woman with the surname Murong, who is still as beautiful as a few decades ago, but she has lost her former gentleness, and has been impregnated with red dust, and she has only a shell.

And then there is a pair of masters and apprentices who just broke up, the master is okay, decent, there is nothing to say, but the half-grown boy is a little interesting, no, not a little interesting, it is very interesting, such a river sinister Jiao, if he does not die halfway, I don't know how many turbulent waves will be stirred up in the world in the future.

But that's all for the future, and it's not his turn to be in charge of the half-buried old guy in the loess, and he shouldn't be in charge.

He, it's enough to do what is in front of him.