In the capital, in a certain house.

The white-clad swordsman stands under a tree with his sword at his waist, his eyes closed, looking like the most perfect sculpture in the world.

Behind the swordsman, the two disciples of Baiyun City stood by the courtyard wall boredly, watching the city lord comprehend the sword path there, wanting to communicate, but they didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, the swordsman opened his eyes, shook his head slightly, and then turned and walked towards the room.

The two Baiyun City disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief and spoke: "City Lord, according to your instructions, I sent a flying pigeon to Senior Brother yesterday, but there has been no reply yet. ”

"yes, got it." Ye Gucheng bowed slightly, and his voice was cold.

"Then, the disciple will retire first." The two disciples bowed to Ye Gucheng, and then left the mansion.

In the huge mansion, Ye Gucheng was the only one, sitting in the house, with a sword in his hand, quietly drinking tea.

Last night's rainstorm overnight, the leaves of the big tree in the courtyard were blown off, to say the least, sixty percent were blown off, but today I look at it, but it is a little bare.

The meaning of Xiao Kill is self-evident.

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After driving all night in the rain last night, the three people in the car did not sleep very comfortably, and Mu Xiaojiu was also a little tired. At this time, the sky was already bright, and there was still half the way from the capital, and he wanted to come for a while to hurry up and get to the capital today, Mu Xiaojiu temporarily stopped the carriage, let everyone eat something, rest for a while, and he himself meditated to recover his true qi.

There was only a fine and dense light rain left in the sky, and it was expected that the sky would be completely clear in a while. Mu Hua used the small wooden basin on the carriage to catch some rainwater, and the four of them wiped their faces, ate something, and then rested on the spot. Mu Xiaojiu meditated on the carriage, while the other three were dressed in robes and went down to move their somewhat stiff bodies.

After two extractions of true qi, Ye Gui has now recovered a little, his height is much higher than before, not to mention, his appearance has also recovered a little. It's still a little ugly, but it's not as twisted and terrifying as it used to be.

As soon as his appearance recovered, Ye Gui's strange temper was much better than before, and he was still a little tricky, but at least he was able to joke with Mu Hua for a few words.

"Well, Mu Hua, I see that your Sheshen Sword is almost able to be raised, when will I tell Mu Gongzi and let him teach you swordsmanship." After getting out of the carriage, Ye Gui stretched his waist twice, and then came to Mu Hua's side a little bored.

Mu Hua shook his head, "Childe said, when can I wield the Sheshen Sword freely without using my true qi and simply relying on my body, when will he pass on my martial arts." ”

Ye Gui was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "Mu Gongzi's behavior is indeed strange, you are learning swords, not foreign kung fu, no matter how good your body is, it is not very useful, it is better to learn swordsmanship as soon as possible, it will help you more." ”

"Childe acts, there must be a reason for him, I'll just listen to it." Mu Hua replied with a smile, and then began to wander around the carriage.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Xiaojiu stepped out of the carriage, and his whole person became energetic again.

"Let's go, let's keep going." Mu Xiaojiu waved his hand at the three of them, and when the three of them got into the carriage, the thin horse snorted and continued to run.

It's strange to say, this thin horse has always had a lot of temper on weekdays, and Mu Xiaojiu, the only one who can restrain it, has to kick twice from time to time. Running in the heavy rain last night is certainly not a comfortable thing, according to the temper of the thin horse, I am afraid that I will have to grind foreign workers more or less and play tricks. But for some reason, until now, the thin horse has been doing business as usual, and he hasn't even shown the slightest bit of unhappiness.

Mu Xiaojiu was puzzled in his heart, but it was naturally a good thing for a thin horse to be like this.

At this time, the rain has decreased a lot, and pedestrians holding oil-paper umbrellas or wearing robes and hats have gradually appeared on the road. And the four of them also began to get closer and closer to the capital.

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In the south of the Yangtze River, at the coastal wharf, a big ship slowly approached and slowly docked on the shore. Many soldiers surrounded the area, ready to start the search.

The sailors on board took out a black cloth and covered the entire ship's bow statue.

This move of the sailor made the face of an official on the dock below change, and then he hurriedly stepped forward and said to the soldier who was about to go to the examination: "Wait, you don't need to check this ship, this officer will check it himself." ”

The commander has an order, and the soldiers naturally dare not disobey. Despite the doubts in their hearts, the soldiers stopped and retreated to the rear.

The official took about 20 people under his command and slowly got on the big boat.

After the tea was over, the official took the people and walked off the boat again, accompanied by a young boy.

"The ship is fine, it can dock at the dock." After getting off the boat, the official first gave an order to the soldiers in charge of guarding the dock, and then left the dock with his subordinates and the young man.

At first glance, the official and the young brother walked side by side, very close, as if the two had a very good relationship and had known each other for a long time.

But if one looks closely, one can see that the official's movements are slightly stiff, and his expression is a little unnatural, and he seems to be very nervous. And the young boy was smiling and extremely relaxed, but there was a ruthlessness in his eyes, and he was extremely cold.

"Desperate son, the lower officials can only do this. Your boat can dock at the pier, but there is nothing you can do to get the people down there. After some distance from the dock, the official couldn't wait to explain.

"Just talk well, shake what? Could it be that I'll eat you again? As soon as Jue Xin opened his mouth, what he said was an extremely authentic Central Plains official dialect, "I know that you can't let my people down, so I don't plan to let you help in this matter." ”

The official breathed a sigh of relief, and his face relaxed slightly, "That...... Heartless son, I don't know if you can ...... Can you let my wife and children go? ”

"I've let them go now, if you turn around and send someone to take me down, then I'm not miserable?" Jue Xin glanced sideways at the official, and said with a smile.

"No, it won't." The official spoke at the fastest speed in his life and explained: "Desperate son, I can always be by your side and act as your hostage, I just ask you to release my wife and children." After all, as the saying goes: woe to wives and children, they, they are innocent after all. ”

"Leaving you hostage?" Heartbreak hooked the corners of his lips, "What a good idea." ”