Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue set foot on the road to the Wuling family.

    What Lin Yuan gave Nangong Yan was the broken picture of Liusheng valley. As for the content of the letter that Shui Wuxin gave Ji Qingxue, she was very surprised.

    Because Shui Wuxin said in the letter that the totem on her wrist is the unique family emblem of the Wuling family. In this way, Ji Qingxue''s mother is also a member of the Wuling family.

    Shui Wuxin explained that he refused to make it clear that day because he was afraid of being discovered. When the people of the Wuling family left Liusheng Valley, there were only two ways, either to move the world or to hide their identity.

    However, no matter which kind, the people can''t disclose the secrets about the Wuling without authorization, otherwise they will be chased and killed by all the people.

    Shui Wuxin said that she hoped Ji Qingxue would go to liushenggu again with complete preparation, but she didn''t elaborate on the specific reasons.

    Liusheng Valley, Wuling clan.

    Ji Qingxue has a hunch that there is a lot of crisis on the way to find Fengwei grass for nangongyan this time!

    Ji Qingxue and nangongyan have been driving for half a month and finally come to the nearest town near Liusheng valley.

    They found an inn and wanted to stay temporarily. Then they were studying how to break the array of Liusheng valley.

    When Ji Qingxue settled down and went downstairs, the storyteller was shaking his fan, talking impassioned and foaming.

    "In other words, Chu Xun, the head of the harmless Pavilion, has half a mask and an iron fan. He wanders in the Jianghu. Ghosts are worried!"

    The storyteller slaughtered Chu Xun alone in a bandit den of more than 300 people, and how he defeated the former Wulin alliance leader in ten moves. He talked vividly and vividly.

    Ji Qingxue knocked melon seeds and was fascinated. Chu Xun, isn''t he the man with schizophrenia? What kind of cabinet leader is he?

    "Is it so nice?" Nangong Yan changed into a black robe. Ji Qingxue was so fascinated that he didn''t even notice that he came.

    "The storyteller said very well!"

    Nangong Yan was about to speak, but Ji Qingxue gently pulled him over: "the man in green in the last row on the left behind me has been staring at me since I came down."

    Nangong Yan glanced back at Yu Guang in his eyes, then pretended not to care, and Ji Qingxue bit his ear: "this man has been staring at you?"

    Ji Qingxue kept a smile on her face and nodded gently. In fact, she already wanted to scold her mother. What are you looking at? I''m hairy all over!

    Nangong Yan gently opened his thin lips: "don''t look back. He looks at him and you listen to you."

    Just after listening to the story for a while, suddenly a group of big and thick men came into the inn with big knives.

    They slapped the table and chair with their knives and scolded: "get the fuck squatted for me. If you are smart enough, take out your things. Otherwise, my big knife is not vegetarian!"

    Can Ji Qingxue not make complaints about the robbery in silence?

    Suddenly, a knife stood on the neck of the man who had just been looking at Ji Qingxue.

    "Your little white face is so handsome. It must be worth a lot of money to sell it to those senior officials in the brothel." the big man smiled obscene with a beard.

    Nowadays, the folk customs of various countries are open. It''s not uncommon for men to sell themselves as flower leaders in brothels. It''s just a little dirty to say these in front of everyone!

    However, even if the knife was on his neck, the man was not flustered at all and drank the tea in his hand slowly.

    Seeing that he looked so light, the big brother of the bandit felt that his career had been insulted.

    He knocked off the teacup in the man''s hand and said in a rough voice, "what to drink, give me the money!"

    The man looked down and saw the tea flowing all over the floor. His heart was full of pity. He hadn''t drunk enough!

    The man raised his head and said slowly, "you know, it''s impolite to disturb others to drink tea, brother?"

    Hearing this, the bandits on the scene burst into laughter. For the first time in their life, they heard someone speak politely to the bandits. Isn''t this man mentally ill?

    The bandit leader, full of murderous eyes, said arrogantly, "you are polite to me. This big knife in Grandpa''s hand is polite, okay?"

    The man''s mouth Rose: "brother, I''m afraid I''m not qualified to be my grandfather."

    His men swept a plate on the table to the bandit''s face.

    "Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" the bandit covered his face and groaned in pain.

    The others immediately drew a knife at the man: "are you impatient?"

    "No!" the man played with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, his eyes sharp, "I want to teach you etiquette!"

    After saying that, he threw his chopsticks at the leader, and the chopsticks went directly into the back of the man''s hand, startling everyone present.

    The man bent his eyebrows and eyes: "before I move the real fire, you''d better go quickly, otherwise I''ll let you have no return today."

    "Brothers, give it to me and chop him up!" the bandit leader shouted, covering his bloody hand. He couldn''t even clean it up today. He spread it out. Didn''t he make the brothers on the road laugh.

    When they got the order, they rushed up with big knives. They saw the man shuttle between them flexibly. They didn''t even touch the man''s clothes.

    Ji Qingxue knocked melon seeds leisurely and enjoyed their performance: "this man''s Kung Fu is good!"

    Nangong Yan was thoughtful. The man''s martial arts way made him feel familiar, but he couldn''t remember where he had seen him.

    In a moment, the bandits were thrown to the ground by men, and their injuries were different. They were crying on the ground and completely lost their prestige when they first came.

    The man smiled and asked, "do you want to be my grandfather?"

    The people on the ground shook their heads again and again, with deep fear in their eyes: "no, no, you are my grandfather! I''m wrong, I won''t dare again next time!"

    The man''s slender finger pointed to the door: "excuse me, not far away."

    After listening to this sentence, those people, if granted amnesty, rolled out of the inn. The guests applauded one after another to thank the man for his help.

    The man bowed with both hands and said modestly, "it''s just a coincidence that he has three legged Kung Fu."

    His eyes drifted in the direction of Ji Qingxue intentionally or unintentionally. The woman who pretended to be afraid from beginning to end, but was very calm and eating melon seeds, should be ignored by a woman for the first time in his life.

    And the man around her, dignified and noble, mixed with a trace of fierce killing intention.

    It seems that this trip to Liusheng Valley is the right one.

    The man picked up a pot of wine and went to Ji Qingxue. He put the wine on the table and said to Ji Qingxue, "the table below has just been soiled. Can you share a table with them?"

    Although he was asking for their opinions, his eyes always stopped on Ji Qingxue. He didn''t even look at Nangong Yan around him.

    "Of course, you are our life-saving benefactor." it was Ji Qingxue who spoke, and Nangong Yan didn''t answer, even if he acquiesced.

    "Girl, that''s funny." he sat down straight and said softly, "under the bright mirror, I don''t know your names?"

    "Mo Yan, Mo Qingxue." Nangong Yan answered first. The mirror always gave him an inexplicable feeling, which made him very uncomfortable. It''s always right to be careful when going out.

    The mirror hung and suddenly realized: "the two are brothers and sisters!"

    Nangong Yan unconsciously frowned. He can be sure now. He really doesn''t like the mirror hanging.

    Nangong Yan covered Ji Qingxue''s hand with his hand. There was a strong desire for possession between the lines: "no, ah Xue just followed my surname."

    Take my last name and crown it with yours.

    A fool can hear it. This is translated as: This is my woman. Stay away from her!

    Ji Qingxue held his chin with one hand and fiddled with the melon seeds on the plate: "what''s childe Ming doing in this town?"

    "It''s just a sightseeing trip," Mingjing replied.

    Ji Qingxue said "Oh" and said, "you must have been to many places, but have you ever been to Dayan?"

    The mirror shook his head, never.

    "If you have time, you must go to Dayan''s Kyoto to see the bustling spring. It''s very charming."

    Nangong Yan took Ji Qingxue''s hand and looked at the mirror indifferently: "we''ll go back to the house first. Please help yourself, childe Ming."

    The mirror hung all the way and watched Nangong Yan go upstairs. Seeing his thoughtful look, I didn''t know what he was thinking.

    Nangong Yan turned to close the door and asked Ji Qingxue, "what do you think of this man?"

    Ji Qingxue sat on the bed and spread out his hands: "what do you think? Look with your eyes!"

    Nangong Yan sat down and poured himself a cup of tea: "you know I didn''t mean that."

    Ji Qingxue certainly knows that he has extraordinary temperament and martial arts. Such a person can never be a villager. Moreover, according to his accent, he seems to be a Weiguo man.

    Weiguo''s strength is equal to that of Dayan. In recent years, Weiguo has been energetic and seems to be brewing some big plan.

    "There are two possibilities. One is that he has already recognized our identity, but knowing the appearance of you and me shows that this mirror hangs in the state of Wei, and his identity is very high, at least not lower than you and me."

    Nangong Yan nodded. Ji Qingxue was really right. How can ordinary people know their appearance? Unless he is a royal relative of the state of Wei, he will have this opportunity.

    "What about the second?" Nangong Yan asked.

    Ji Qingxue pursed her lips and said faintly, "the second thing is that the mirror doesn''t know your identity, but simply wants to make friends with us."

    For this statement, Nangong Yan sniffed: "what you said yourself, do you believe it?"

    Ji Qingxue shook her head very seriously: "I don''t believe it either."

    Nangong Yan was worried. If Mingjing was sent by Wei Guo, it would prove that some people in Wei Guo also learned about the laughing news of Fengwei grass.

    It seems that they are in danger on their way to get medicine, but even Nangong Yan has to break through. He will never give up this rare opportunity.

    Phoenix tail grass, he''s going to fix it.