The eighteenth round of the investigation of the chaos situation, Tang Qingyan cried tears, broke the enemy, Li Chengliang shed blood (1)

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Li Chengliang got up early, straightened out his somewhat confused thoughts, and dragged his mind back to reality from his dreamland. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Washing up and sorting out today's plan, because now thinking back to the recklessness and embarrassment of last night, Li Chengliang couldn't help but blush slightly.

Today, if a few of his own people rush up and fight hard with the opponents of Jinyue Tower and Kuixing Pavilion, it will definitely not work, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and it is not good to keep secretly observing, if you really let the middle and lower layers of Kuixing Pavilion completely empty Tang Qingyan and her father, you and others will be considered to run for nothing.

As the leader of the Mo Pavilion this time, he has not even thought about a plan yet, if it is more serious, his current decision-making may affect the lives of himself and Mu Zhan and more than a dozen other people, and the matter at stake, there is no room for sloppiness.

The more I thought about it, the more severe the situation became, and the sun had gradually risen, and the people left behind by Tang Qingyan were about to come to the church to take the path, and they had to send arrows on the string -- Li Chengliang was now a little puzzled about how he had fallen asleep yesterday.

It was easy to invite the messy emotions out of his heart, Li Chengliang's mood stabilized, he no longer bothered with inconsequential thoughts, took a deep breath, tightened his clothes, and went out to find Mu Zhan.

After a while, when the entourage left by Tang Qingyan came to reunite with everyone, he was surprised to find that Li Chengliang was the only one left in the ink pavilion team of five people, Li Chengliang waved his hand to the masked Kuixing Pavilion disciple, signaling him to lead the way, the disciple shook his head indifferently, but he didn't ask anything more, turned around and walked out of the inn with Li Chengliang, and quickly whipped towards the road up the mountain in Kuixing Pavilion.

After walking for more than half an hour, the two broke away from the official road and switched to a mountain path, leaving behind their horses and climbing the mountain on foot. In the early autumn of Sichuan, the rain and dew in the early morning rain and dew were heavy, and the air was filled with condensed moisture, which made Li Chengliang, a northern man, feel quite uncomfortable, and the dew on the dense bushes in the mountains also wet Li Chengliang's hem and clothes early.

Li Chengliang climbed a section that was really unbearable, and asked: "This brother, how long will it take to climb the mountain here to get out of the bushes, the rain and dew are really uncomfortable for me, and I don't know how to overcome it?"

The Kui Xing Pavilion disciple who was walking in front of Li Chengliang glanced back and replied in a strange hoarse voice: "Master Li Xiang, don't worry, cup the tea." The weather in Sichuan and Shu has been like this since ancient times, and it will be much better to go up to the cliff. ”

"Mountain cliff?" Li Chengliang heard a more fearful word, and hurriedly asked again: "Brother Tai, aren't we taking the plank road?"

"The construction of the plank road consumes all blood and wealth, it is not that it is difficult for the official family to afford it, what we are going to here is a stone wall path dug by the predecessors, which can accommodate half a foot wide and narrow, more than enough, Li Xiang does not need to worry. The disciple replied indifferently.

Li Chengliang's hand unconsciously touched his thighs, trying to suppress the urge to tremble.

"Master Li Xiang, don't you dare to go up, right?" Seeing Li Chengliang's appearance, the disciples of Kuixing Pavilion seemed to have a keen sense of Li Chengliang's thoughts, and said with a smile.

"Bold, calling you a few times Brother Tai is for Tang Qingyan's sake, and you dare to laugh at me even if you are an ordinary disciple? Li Chengliang pulled his throat, roared loudly to disguise his slight fear, and slightly picked up his previous child Wang Zuo faction in Tielingwei.

"Master Li Xiang, the little woman doesn't believe it~"

"Believe it or not...... Little woman, aren't you?" Li Chengliang suddenly caught a trace of information from the disciple's words, and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it...... Tang Qingyan, Tang Shaoge Master, right?"

"Li Xiangzhu's eyesight is not bad, and he can also recognize the little woman. "The mask was taken off, and sure enough, it was Tang Qingyan, the young pavilion master of Kuixing Pavilion.

Li Chengliang was even more troubled by this sudden reversal: "This ...... Didn't you agree to gather people on the mountain? Well, no, why are you disguising your identity and now revealing it?"

Tang Qingyan threw down the black robe covering her head, took a long breath, and replied: "This time is a matter of life and death, even if the people in front of you are close, they must always guard against it, let's not go up the mountain from the 'end of the world cloud and sea wall', let's take the secret passage passed down by word of mouth of the pavilion masters of the past dynasties." ”

"The name of 'The End of the World' is not bad. Li Chengliang muttered, slightly relieved in his heart, looked up and saw that Tang Qingyan had already continued to climb quickly, and hurriedly picked up his luck and followed.