Yue Ning said: "His illness is fine, but his spirit is not good, the third uncle came to see him a few days ago and took him to Pearl Island to recuperate." I thought that you happened to come north at that time, but you didn't meet it. ”

Wei Youqing nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good, that's good......"

Wei Youqing glanced at Yue Ningyuan, who was looking at him puzzled, and sneered hoarsely: "Brother Ning Yuan, don't you think it's a good thing that Second Uncle Xu is sick?" ”

Yue Ningyuan looked at Wei Youqing's red eyes, understood Wei Youqing's thoughts, and his eyes also turned red, and comforted Wei Youqing:

"Youqing, don't worry, Wisteria only knows about people who have come to see his father. Second Uncle Xu, they have never shown up in Wupeng Villa. ”

Wei Youqing understood what Yue Ningyuan meant, on the surface, Xu Weiran was a bandit from Chujiang Jiang, and it was not all the way to Yue Wupeng's Wupeng Villa. In the eyes of outsiders, they even fought for water turf, and the relationship was not good.

When Wei Youqing followed the black bird to Yue Ningyuan's big boat, and watched the sunrise in the dark clouds with Yue Ningyuan at the stern of the canal, in the Luoyang Courtyard of Wupeng Villa, Wisteria did not leave from the front yard and returned to the mourning hall.

Wisteria glanced at the heavy two coffins, Yue Ningyuan will be here tomorrow. If she doesn't leave today, I'm afraid she won't be able to leave. Even Musha, who is second only to Mi Li'er and Ah Qi, is dead, what is she worth?

Wisteria was hidden in the white curtain, and when she stepped out of the white curtain again, she had already changed into a black night suit. She sighed softly at Yue Wupeng's coffin for the last time.

Wisteria climbed the treetops from the window behind the mourning hall like a light ape, jumped from the tall courtyard wall behind the courtyard, and was about to disappear into the night.

A fox spun out of the shadow of the gable, and Wisteria was stunned, but didn't care. This Wanquan Mountain is a spiritual mountain, there are many foxes in the mountain, and there are often foxes in Luoyang City.

The world respects foxes as immortals, and foxes do not hurt people, so foxes are not forbidden to enter and exit Luoyang City. Some people even put out offerings at the door, and put out chickens and ducks and other things for the foxes to eat. Although not all foxes are immortals, these foxes are certainly at least the same species as immortals.

Wisteria walked a few more streets forward and arrived at the foot of Wanquan Mountain. At the root of Wanquan Mountain, on the side of Luoyang City, is a cliff, and there are several foxes roaming around the cliff in search of food.

Wisteria had heard that Wei Youqing had a deep relationship with the fox demon of Wanquan Mountain, but she also saw that these foxes in front of her were not the same foxes as the ones she had seen before, and Wisteria was relieved and felt that these foxes should not be coming for her.

It is not a good road to go out of the city from Wanquan Mountain, but Wisteria's departure this time was a temporary decision and did not get the consent of the above. Therefore, she has no roads, and the curfew in Luoyang City is very strict, and the city gate is thick and high and heavily guarded.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, as if there is no dissolving grievance. Wisteria calmed down, although this kind of night was a little weird, it was undoubtedly the most suitable for escaping. Wisteria didn't know when there was an extra soft whip in her hand, and her right wrist shook slightly, and the soft whip climbed the steep cliff of Wanquan Mountain like a snake.

Wisteria grabbed the soft whip and climbed to the top of Wanquan Mountain like a gecko, and then descended the steep slope to the official road halfway up the mountain.

Suddenly, a black shadow quietly walked out of the thick night, and under the shadow of the deep trees, Rao is wisteria had excellent eyesight, and still noticed when the black shadow was about to walk ten steps away.

The black shadow is a real black shadow, Mo said that at this time, the dense fog obscured all the light, even if the sunlight was projected in, this black shadow was still black.

The visitor was dressed in a Raven Army uniform, and his face was also wearing a black soft leather mask common to the Praetorian Guards. He is tall and long, and his movements are light and elegant.

A soft whip identical to the black soft whip used by wisteria for rock climbing, with a light, muddy and watery sound of breaking through the air, struck wisteria. Wisteria's wrist shook slightly, and he threw out the soft whip that was exactly the same as the person who came, and attacked the person with the same technique.

There was a crisp sound of "Zheng", and the seemingly soft long whips collided together, making a humming sound when the iron objects collided.

In the thick night, two black figures, with the same light posture, like two black butterflies flying up and down, dancing like a long whip as graceful as a wicker, used the most powerful killing move.

On the empty official road in the depths of Wanquan Mountain, under the shadows of the dark trees, two equally graceful men in black fought silently for hundreds of rounds.

In the stillness of the night, there was only the clanging of iron objects colliding, and the slight rustling of leaves falling to the ground with a soft whip.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the person suddenly changed his move, his right hand retreated sharply, and the long whip became extremely hard between his pull and pull, and in the dark night, the cold light flashed, and it turned into a long sword, and the long whip in Wisteria's hand was about to be cut off.

When Wisteria turned the whip into a sword, he could see that although the opponent's long whip looked the same as his own, the material was the same cold iron as Wei Youqing's cold iron sword.

Wisteria was secretly frightened, speculating about the identity of the other party, and gave up the same plan to turn the whip into a sword, and swung the long whip more soft and long, wrapping around the opponent's sword like a snake, seeing that the black whip was about to hit the wrist of the comer.

This person didn't dodge, secretly pinched himself, only to see a chill suddenly rise on the cold iron long whip, Leng Sensen's sword qi skyrocketed, white light flashed, and faintly seemed to see a silver snake flying on the sword body.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......" The sound of iron colliding continued to come, but it was no longer evenly matched, and the person who came completely crushed the long whip in Wisteria's hand into several sections.

"Who are you?"

Wisteria finally spoke, she was a little resentful, a little unwilling to stare at the person, she lost to this person not because this person's martial arts were much higher than her own, it was completely because this person's weapons had too many advantages.

The visitor did not answer her question, and even if she was wearing a mask, she couldn't hide her disdain. He raised his sword flat and put it on Wisteria's neck.

Wisteria glared at the visitor angrily, his eyes full of injustice. "We were born and died for Your Majesty, is this the result?" Wisteria questioned the visitor angrily.

The visitor also disdained to answer her question, his wrist shook slightly, and the long sword was transformed into a stick by him at this moment, and suddenly smashed heavily towards the back of Wisteria's neck.

Wisteria is not a person who stands and waits for death, and she is also very familiar with the other party's moves. Seeing that he was about to turn a sword into a stick, he knew what he wanted to do.

Wisteria showed a resolute look on his face, and suddenly leaned forward, and before the person who came could put away the blade, Wisteria's neck was about to touch the blade, as if the next moment there was going to be a tragic situation of a human head falling to the ground.