Wei Li came to Ye Lingwei's small courtyard and knocked lightly on the courtyard door, with his own physical body realm, he could smell the fallen leaves and flying flowers within thirty zhang, not to mention Ye Lingwei in the true qi realm.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Ye Lingwei opened the courtyard door and asked softly, "Senior Brother Wei, what's the matter?"

Wei Li's eyes lit up, Ye Lingwei's hair was simply tied up, she was draped in a brocade robe on the outside, and a moon-white robe on the inside, with elegance and charm in her posture, showing feminine femininity. Although Wei Li felt that some aspects were out of rhythm, this trace of abnormality was skipped by Wei Li.

Wei Li took out the letter hidden in his arms and handed the first letter to Ye Lingwei. The letter was very short, Ye Lingwei swept it over, and hesitated to Wei Li: "Senior brother, come with me to the room!"

Wei Li's face was embarrassed, at this time, men and women were very guarded, if Wei Li was seen entering Ye Lingwei's room late at night, it would be a very serious matter. Seeing Wei Li's hesitation, Ye Lingwei reprimanded: "Children of the rivers and lakes, don't be informal, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Wei Li laughed to himself and carried the servant into Ye Lingwei's room.

After stepping into the room, a fragrance came to his face, and Wei Li swept the indoor furnishings, and with a "pop", the heart lake was flooded with huge waves. Who was the white-clothed swordsman who fought Qiao Feng in Shaomu Mountain that night? Why did Ye Lingwei choose herself as her practice opponent? Why did Ye Lingwei react abnormally when she heard Ye Gucheng's story? Why did Ye Lingwei arrange for herself to stay in a separate courtyard with her?

Combined with the swallow mark on Ye Lingweihao's wrist, her indoor bedding was neatly folded but pretended to be draped, and the rose fragrance in the room was different from Ye Lingwei's osmanthus fragrance.

All kinds of doubts were blessed to Wei Li's soul the moment he stepped into the room, and he understood them. The white-clothed swordsman who infiltrated Shaomu Mountain that night was Ye Gucheng;Ye Lingwei chose Wei Li, who was practicing nearby, as a practice opponent to get rid of suspicion in order to hide the fact that she met Ye Gucheng;Then it was not an accident that she found these letters from Ji Qiang tonight, but what did she want to do with these letters?

Wei Li suppressed the monstrous waves in his heart and pretended not to be aware. Ye Lingwei read the letters one by one, put the letters on the table, and affirmed: "This is a letter written by the son to Ji Qiang, it turns out that Ji Qiang took refuge in Yan Guo and became the son of the son." ”

Wei Li remained silent and wondered: "But there is no nomination and surname in the letter, how can you confirm that it is the son?"

Ye Lingwei seemed a little nervous, she turned around and explained: "Senior brother, you don't know, the "saint" is the unique title of the son of Yan Kingdom, the son is proficient in "Zhou Li", and is respected as the "Rite Saint", and the "Law Saint" of Qin State, Qin Ying, and the "Soldier Saint" Wu Qi of Chu State, collectively known as the "Three Saints in the World", because they are based on the court and do not perform the rivers and lakes, although their martial arts are not in the top ten rankings, they have the top ten in fact"

Although Wei Li was extremely nervous in his heart, his thoughts unconsciously turned to other aspects with Ye Lingwei's words, and he began to care about Qi Guo, and asked, "Why is there no saint in Qi Country?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Lingwei's eyes, although she quickly covered it up, she was still caught by Wei Li, and she only heard her say with contempt: "The country of Qi is based on business, everyone pursues profits, and their eyes are only in front of them, no one can endure loneliness, and it is difficult to become a great road." Your countrymen call Prime Minister Guan Zhong "Shang Sheng", but he is not recognized by the world. ”

Wei Li, who had lived in Qi for many years, knew that the people of Qi were rich, and the people in a big city like Jinyang could not dress as well as the savages in the small villages of Qi State. Qi has achieved the Confucian ideal level of "fifty people can wear clothes", but he can't explain to Ye Lingwei that prejudice is deep-rooted.

Wei Li was puzzled, since Ye Lingwei wanted to use herself, why didn't she go straight to the point? So he took the initiative to probe: "Senior sister what do you think we should do?" He wanted to see what Ye Lingwei's purpose was in using herself? If it was said that the handle of the son of the catcher, it was enough to have these letters, and there was no need to involve himself and increase the variables.

Ye Lingwei obviously focused all her talent points on martial arts, and her observation of the environment and her understanding of people's hearts were only at an average level.

She walked back and forth in the room a few times, and said, "Tomorrow morning, we will immediately leave for the master gate and hand over these letters to Protector Qiao for him to dispose of. ”

How dare Wei Li accept her proposal, as long as Ye Gucheng kills Wei Li and a few people on the way back to the mountain, and then "deliberately misses" to let Ye Lingwei escape, not only forcing King Yan Zhao and his son to break up, but also causing the hatred of the son of "Jingwumen" and killing two birds with one stone.

hurriedly retorted: "Whether it is Zuo Qiu Ming or Le Yi, they are both scheming people, they will definitely send someone to monitor us, if we leave suddenly, they will let us leave smoothly?"

Ye Lingwei was a little flustered, and changed her words: "Then let's go directly to Zuo Qiu Ming with these letters?"

"Senior sister thinks that it is more likely that Zuo Qiu Ming will admit that the Yan people are wrong, or is it more likely that he will kill us and cover up the truth?" Wei Li continued to retort.

Ye Lingwei breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, pretending to be deflated and said: "Left can't work, right can't do it, is there no way out?"

Wei Li said: "Now that we are involved in the whirlpool of the three forces of the Son, Le Yi and Haoran Academy, maybe not only these three forces, the arrival of the grassland people will not be a coincidence, maybe there are other forces hidden in the shadows, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed." ”

Ye Lingwei seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and asked, "What does the junior brother think?" After this sentence was spoken, she let go of the huge burden in her heart and let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Li analyzed: "Now we are facing at least three threats: the son, Le Yi and Zuo Qiu Ming, if any of them knows that we have this evidence, I am afraid that the first thing they will think of is to destroy us." If other forces want to blame them, it will also be against us. ”

Ye Lingwei nodded in agreement with Wei Li's speculation, and Wei Li continued: "So we can't let anyone know about these letters. ”

"Are you saying that we never had this happen?" Ye Lingwei asked.

Wei Li knew that the most dangerous time had come, stood up, pretended to calmly search for the fire fold from the servant, and said: "If it happens, it will leave traces, pretending that it has never happened is just self-deception, self-deception is feasible, deception will not work." It is not good for us to keep these letters, but can we use them to control the son? ”

When Wei Li lit the first letter, he really felt a slight movement in the air, like death coming at any moment. He didn't notice Ye Lingwei's hands behind her back, making a series of complicated gestures.

More than thirty letters were reduced to ashes in the firelight, and Wei Li breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his life was temporarily saved. Xiang Ye Lingwei said: "Trouble Senior Sister to point this person to the acupoint, ask him to wake up tomorrow afternoon, tomorrow we will go directly to Songfeng Zhai to have a showdown with Zuo Qiu Ming, and force him to protect us, as long as we can't get these letters, Zuo Qiu Ming will not dare to disadvantage us." ”

Ye Lingwei's five fingers were open, in the shape of an orchid, brushing from the back of the servant, all the way down, and holding more than a dozen big holes, with a beautiful posture and pleasing to the eye.

After finishing, Ye Lingwei clapped her hands and said, "It's okay, why don't you hide him in my room first?"

Wei Li said with a smile: "Naturally, I will follow the arrangement of my senior sister, I will come here first today, and I will go back first." ”

Away from Ye Lingwei's courtyard, Wei Li finally couldn't maintain a calm face, his whole heart was beating rapidly, and the sweat on his body poured out as if he didn't want money. Thanks to the cultivation of the "Yi Jin Sutra", his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, body and mind have been greatly improved, and his ability to control his expression has been greatly improved, otherwise the master hidden in Ye Lingwei's room would have discovered the abnormality.

After Wei left, in Ye Lingwei's room, Ye Gucheng, who was dressed in white like snow, turned out and said, "This kid is quite smart, and he seems to have seen through the truth. Why did Valle stop me from killing him just now?"

Ye Lingwei explained in a slightly panicked manner: "As Senior Brother Wei Li said, if it happens, it will leave traces, if you kill these senior brothers according to your father's plan or use Zuo Qiu Ming's hand to kill them, there will always be a day when the truth will be revealed, what will we do to deal with the anger of the "Jingwu Sect"?"

Ye Gucheng said with a smile: "I took what he said to heart, but left my father's entrustment behind, I think Wei'er likes that kid, right? ”

Ye Lingwei's face changed greatly, and she threatened: "If you dare to hurt him, don't think about me in this life!"

Ye Gucheng's face was full of anger, but when he saw Ye Lingwei's strong and stubborn eyes, his anger gradually disappeared. Thinking of the suffering she suffered when she was a child, and how much he owed her, a trace of love appeared on her handsome and cold countenance, and she sighed and said, "Only this time, let that boy ask for more blessings." Wei'er, you are the princess of Dayan, Golden Branches and Jade Leaves, how can that kid match you?"