Chu Tao laughed gently: "You have to ask Senior Feng, you are his apprentice!"

"That's not going to work!" Mo'er hurriedly said, "Senior Feng has gone, how can I find him?"

Chu Tao was stunned, and the other two were speechless.

"Why did the old wind go to Yunyou at this time?" Liu Siren was also calm, and counted down his old friends.

"Senior Feng only said that the killing karma was too heavy, and he really couldn't bear to see the lives ruined, although the sword array was completed, but he would never return to Zhuyuan in this life, and he would never ask about the matter of the Feather Sword Sect again. He originally wanted to take me with him, but I didn't want to, so he asked me to stay and come to Master Chu to ask for an errand by himself. ”

Liu Siren said dejectedly: "This stubborn old man! ”

Chu Tao gently stroked Mo'er's head: "The teacher is blaming me." So there is no leader in the dragons in the bamboo garden now? So, you can send a message for me!"

The immature face flashed with a hint of hatred that did not match his age: "Master Chu despises me!

Chu Tao's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out a cloud of clouds: "Mo'er's heart is avenging the clansmen, I naturally know." However, there is no shortage of swordsmen on the south bank, what is lacking is a messenger who is safe, clever, superior in martial arts, and has a sense of the overall situation. can avoid the impenetrable investigation of the white-clothed holy envoy, and can deal with all kinds of sudden dangers alone. This is far more dangerous and wiser than a drop or two of blood on the edge of a knife. ”

"But?" Mo'er obviously couldn't tell him.

"You can only kill one person with a sword, but I want to cut down the white-clothed holy envoy to the roots. What does Mo'er think?"

"Of course it'......" Mo'er didn't continue, anyway, he couldn't say it.

Chu Tao no longer allowed him to hesitate, and ordered directly: "There is a naughty bag in Zhilan Garden, you settle him first, and Uncle Wang will give you instructions later, after sending the letter, I will still go back to Zhuyuan, I will wait there." ”

Mo'er pouted and elongated her face, not quite wanting to move.

Chu Tao added: "You still owe a little fire for your trick of chasing the wind and chasing the feathers. ”

Mo'er's eyes immediately lit up: "You teach me?"

Chu Tao smiled and nodded: "The head of the Feather Sword Sect is personally handed down, and he still dares to write on his face that he is unhappy?"

The child is the child, and before the words fell, he jumped out of the hospital like a rabbit. Only then did he remember the question of where Zhilan Yuan was, and he turned around and scratched his head embarrassedly. Chu Tao couldn't help but make a gesture, and immediately a waiter led the way.

There was a lot of laughter in the study.

However, the trouble of Blackstone Cliff is by no means as simple as the end. "Everywhere Qi Heng passed, he saw the white-clothed holy envoy. It's time to make a move. Chu Tao's faint words cooled the atmosphere. Wang Hong looked at the increasingly obsolete map in the study, and sighed slightly: "I can't believe it, the white-clothed holy envoy is simply pervasive. Where is there a peaceful land under the Black Rock Cliff?"

Liu Siren still smiled unhurriedly: "However, with one Qi Heng, leading out the hiding caves of many white-clothed holy envoys, the young master's move can be described as a thousand catties." ”

Wang Hong was stunned again.

Chu Tao didn't care about those words of praise, sat back at the table quietly, and spread out a few pieces of stationery.

Wang Hong understood and immediately stepped forward to study ink for him.

"If they can get into this study, what place on the south bank can't be reached? How can I be deceived in vain? Rather than immediately use color, it is better to catch them all and never suffer in the future. Qi Heng has always been frizzy and embarrassed, but using him is enough to draw out Jiang Shaoyun's movements, so as to lay a net, just waiting for the fish to take the bait...... Uncle Wang, how is this plan?" Chu Tao asked deliberately.

Wang Hong listened with palpitations. With Chu Tao's sick body and the current strength of the south bank, he started a war against the elusive white-clothed holy envoy, how could he dare to break it lightly? But Chu Tao was already in a state of stability, and he was going to fight to the end. He looked at Liu Siren, who was still smiling in the sword bush, and only shrugged his shoulders at him. Even the wind and cold can't stop it, of course, it can't be stopped, knowing that it is imperative, only to help each other, there is no need to hinder each other privately!

"Even if there are fishing nets, but there is no bait, it is in vain. ”

"There will be...... I know what he wants most......" Chu Tao's words concealed a murderous intention, but Wang Hong knew better: since the Changhe Yinqu is no longer a legend to the entire rivers and lakes, and Chu Tao can calmly let Jiang Shaoyun take away the ancient music score, this fishing net has already been cast, Jiang Shaoyun will not tolerate the unsolvable score to be an eyesore, let alone tolerate someone to solve the mystery before him, of course, if this kind of martial arts is against the pear flower sword and the iron dust trick, then this person will die. Chu Tao was leading the opponent's edge towards him step by step.

"Young master......" Wang Hong finally swallowed everything silently.

Just as he was looking ahead and looking back, Chu Tao had already written a letterhead with a wave of his pen. "According to this meaning, it will be sent to all factions and departments, and it is advisable to take the boundaries under the jurisdiction of each martial arts hall and the dart bureau, and according to the whereabouts of the white-clothed holy envoys informed, secretly step up the defense of various key roads, and once there is a movement in the west, immediately contact Zizhu Valley and start a war at any time. ”

"Zizhu Valley?" Wang Hong asked.

"Yes, it's time to go to Purple Bamboo Valley. Chu Tao picked up the pen again, unfolded a blank piece of paper, and said as he wrote. "A pure place, enough to recuperate. Although the sword formation has been successful, it will inevitably need to be run-in, and the strategy of controlling the enemy will also need to be brewed for a long time. Uncle Wang will do the chores, the matter of the dart bureau, Shiyu will do it well, so let her continue to deal with it. Unless you have news, you don't have to come to me. Senior Liu went with me to Zizhu Valley, and there will be a fierce battle there in the future. With seniors in charge, I can have more confidence. ”

As he spoke, another letter in his hand was completed. Chu Tao directly folded it and stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to Wang Hong: "Thank you Uncle Wang, you can handle this matter yourself." He suddenly accentuated his tone, extremely serious. Wang Hong glanced slightly, only to see a historical word on the envelope, understood a little, and nodded his head.

Chu Tao said, "I'm not here, and Zhilan Yuan has to pay more attention." Those cold-blooded people can do anything. She is not like you, you still have a plan to save yourself in danger, she only has a weak body......" Suddenly, the sad breath spread like a tide. He consciously said more, and hurriedly changed the subject. Can you meet him?

"I don't know, Qi Heng?" Wang Hong found it more and more difficult to figure out the young master's thoughts. Although Liu Siren had shown a rare look of restraint, he still tentatively asked, "Does the young master have any arrangements for this?"

Chu Tao seemed to see flies flying by, and frowned slightly: "He will know how to do it, the South Coast Ranger is not a vegetarian!"

Wang Hong let go of half of his heart, but added another wall to his heart: "What guarantee does Chu Tao take? Ensuring that his sworn enemy does not cause chaos is like ensuring that a cat does not catch rats and a tiger does not hurt people......

"I'll go say goodbye to Yunyi and set off immediately. Chu Tao walked out of the study as he spoke, dressed in purple, as if he wanted to leave the entire rivers and lakes a chic turn.

Wang Hong looked at his departing back from afar, and the letter in his hand shook unconsciously, and it fell to the ground. Liu Siren saw it in his eyes and said quietly: "Success or failure, life or death, are all fleeting." Standing in the rivers and lakes, but seeking to be worthy of the heart. The young master didn't want to see the day when the white-clothed holy envoy was rampant, he actually did nothing. There should be many people on the south bank as he thought. ”

"Having said that, it's just that the young master ......" Wang Hong wanted to speak and stopped, and couldn't help but think of Chu Tiankuo in the Beacon Fire Ridge that day. "The young master has always been fierce, and the success or failure of this battle is unpredictable, in case something goes wrong......"

Liu Siren sighed: "The Feather Chasing Sword Sect was born for this long river. The old wind may not bear to love the disciples, and they will stand in the way, but you and I can't bear this black stone cliff, and the innocent will be slaughtered. He looked at the special letter in Wang Hong's hand and said no more.

Wang Hong also glanced at the letter in his hand, as if holding a hot potato. He silently spread his hands to Liu Siren, but the latter just smiled lightly and turned around as if he didn't see it. He frowned deeply.

The back door of the Chu family creaked, and Chu Tao walked out with a piano and sword on his back, and his purple clothes were unbridled. Little Mo'er threw his bags on the horse's back for him. But a hand grabbed his sleeve tightly. Looking back in surprise, I only heard a voice: "Father!"

"Yunyi!" Wei Lan hurriedly chased out, wanting to stop it.

Chu Tao smiled, leaned over to the little guy, and wanted to gently withdraw the injured arm but couldn't. Only met those shining eyes and caressed his face with his other hand. The crystal light flickered in Yun Yi's eyes, and he seemed to know something, with a face full of grievances.

Wei Lan couldn't bear it, but she had to drag him to her knees: "Yunyi, be sensible, my father is going to do something big!"

The child obediently let go of his hand and retreated behind Vilan, but could not retract his eager gaze. Maybe it's looking at the majestic posture of the wind, and I can't help but be a little stupid.

"He also wanted to ride a horse. Wei Lan stroked the child's head and smiled at Chu Tao.

"The child of the Chu family, how can there be a child who can't get on horseback?" Chu Tao said, "When you grow up, you can take him with you." ”

Wei Lan was thoughtful, and she was sad. Yun Yi's eyes were happy, as if he was looking forward to something.

Chu Tao wanted to walk and stopped, stretched out his hand to hold the hairpin steady for her, stared at her for a long time, but did not say a word.

In an instant, her face blushed and her heart beat, and she hurriedly said, "I will take care of myself and take care of Yunyi." He tugged at the corners of his mouth again, but reluctantly. She understood his worries, which made him even more worried. She suddenly took out a sachet from the bottom of her sleeve, and the mysterious light fragrance scattered in the wind. Heart-shaped sachets, colorful needles and threads outline the rhyme of flowing springs. "Purple ylang-ylang is very dangerous, and I have concocted some antidotes just in case. Although I can't always be around, I just want to be together. As she spoke her mind, she wrapped the silk threads around his belt and made a beautiful concentric knot, as if to keep fate together.

So he covered her hand and hugged her deeply: "Lan, ...... well No matter what happens......"

She nodded, her frowning brows warm. He understood her sorrow, but he could only bear to live up to it.

"Gone. He said.

When the words fell, he abandoned her, got on the horse, and never looked back.