"Hey, Shadowluo!" Mo Zhiyu walked to the stable and patted Ying Luo's back very familiarly, "Didn't you just arrive yesterday?" Why are you here again early this morning to see the horses? Didn't your daughter-in-law pester you today? ”

Faced with Mo Zhiyu's enthusiasm, Ying Luo looked dumbfounded, and only said, "No, I just came to see if the horse was used to the fodder here, so I let her sleep a little longer." ”

"You ......" Luo Yiheng looked at Ying Luo, his eyes were excited, trying to make his speech appear normal, "Your name is 'Ying Luo' now?" ”

"I've always been called Shadowlo," Shadowlo looked at the stranger strangely, but his face was also puzzled, "We'...... Acquaintance? ”

Luo Yiheng took a deep breath, he wanted to stretch out his hand forward, but in the end he just trembled and clenched his hand into a fist and said, "No, we don't know each other." ”

"Let me introduce," Mo Zhi smiled and pointed at Luo Yiheng with a thumbs up, and said, "This is Ying Luo, the husband of the eldest lady of our family here, but he is a master of swords. ”

"He married the eldest lady of the Yi family?" Luo Yiheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I've heard of that girl, she's very smart!" ”

Although Ying Luo looked dumbfounded, he nodded very seriously and said, "My daughter-in-law is indeed very smart, smarter than me. ”

So Luo Yiheng smiled: "That's good." ”

Then Mo Zhiyu pointed at Luo Yiheng and said to Ying Luo: "This is my friend, from the Eastern Continent, named Luo Yiheng, and he is also a master of using swords." ”

"Luo Yiheng, it's very similar to the name of the sect master of the Sword Heng Sect." Ying Luo said happily, "Let's practice swords together when we have time." ”

"Good!" Luo Yiheng agreed, and he couldn't wait to go with Ying Luo now, but he had more urgent matters, so he said, "I still have to go back to Donglu to do errands, and when I come back, I will definitely fight you for three hundred rounds." ”

"It's a deal!" Ying Luo said happily.

"It's a deal!" Luo Yiheng said word by word.

Then Ying Luo took out a horse from the horse here, handed the reins to Luo Yiheng, and said: "This horse is what I left here last year, and it can throw two thousand miles in one day, it is a good horse, I will borrow it from you first, and remember to return it to me when I come back." ”

"Okay." When Luo Yiheng said this good word, his voice couldn't help but tremble, and then he held the reins tightly, turned around and said very sincerely to Mo Zhiyu, "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome." Mo Zhiyu smiled and took the initiative to get out of the way.

Then Luo Yiheng led the horse out step by step, and finally when he got on the horse, he seemed to have made some great determination, spurred the horse, and left a resolute back.

"Looking at his hand holding the whip, he must be a very powerful swordsman." Ying Luo looked at Luo Yiheng who was far away, and commented very seriously, "It makes me very reluctant." ”

Mo Zhiyu glanced at Ying Luo deeply, then smiled and said, "There is a chance." However, he didn't know if Luo Yiheng could come back again, and the only thing he could do was that.

Ying Luo looked at Mo Zhiyu's somewhat lonely appearance, very strange, and asked, "What's the matter, you can't bear to be a friend?" ”

Mo Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "It's probably because I'm older, and I'm more likely to be sad." ”

"It's just right, practice with me, and I'm sure you'll be in good spirits again soon!" Ying Luo said very seriously, his eyes lit up.

Mo Zhiyu was suddenly depressed in his heart, and almost forgot that this kid was a martial idiot, so he hurriedly pulled out his legs and slipped away: "My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me at home, you should go back to your daughter-in-law quickly!" ”

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March 20, the beginning of summer.

This year's cold spring in the north has just passed, and the temperature in the south is still approaching midsummer. It was on such a day that Ziyan, who was sitting in the Chengxiang Hall of the Chang'an Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, and the rosary that had been rotating in his hand also listened, because he heard footsteps, very hurried footsteps. This kind of footsteps is extremely familiar to him, because in Lei Yin Pavilion, there is only one situation where such footsteps will appear, and that is - economic and military intelligence.

So when he heard the footsteps almost reaching the door of the main hall, he slightly plucked a rosary, and the door of the main hall automatically parted to both sides, and the galloping man threw himself into the main hall without stopping his steps, and fell heavily to the floor.

"What's the reason for you to make such a fuss?" Ziyan said calmly.

"Big big ...... Great Elder ......" The Jiaoyi guard on the ground stammered, holding the scroll in his hand, "Urgent notice, Nan Lu...... Nanriku is reversed! ”

"Nanlu is reversed?" Ziyan's face was still calm, but there was also doubt in his eyes, over the years, he and the high priest of Nanlu had been in contact with each other, and their friendship was not bad, and the Nanlu Holy See was very supportive of them in dealing with the Sword Heng Sect. How can it be said that it is the opposite?

This made him suddenly remember that about a month ago, there was a secret report suspecting that Luo Yiheng had gone to Nanlu. But there is no direct evidence to confirm the speculation in this secret report, he once thought it was a false report from the people below, could it be that Luo Yiheng really went to say something good to Nanlu? What deal did they slate?

"Don't panic." Ziyan immediately threw out a token from his sleeve and said very calmly, "Immediately order the Jiuzhi Sect to go all out and mobilize the troops of the three counties in the southern part of the Central Plains as resources." ”

"Yes!" Jiao Yiwei caught the token, and then immediately ran out again.

As soon as Jiao Yiwei left, the door of the Chengxiang Hall closed automatically, but Ziyan, who had always been calm, waved his sleeves, and a low table prepared for the four treasures of the study immediately slipped next to him. Ziyan worked this table, and in an instant he wrote a scroll full of words, and then he pinched it with one hand, and the scroll closed automatically and disappeared into thin air.

This is the secret way he has always communicated with the high priest of the Southern Continent Holy See, and now no matter what the Holy See's intentions are, as an ally whose covenant has not yet officially expired, the high priest of the Southern Continent must give him an explanation!

Then, the news he was waiting for was that it was only three days, and Jin Wushuang, the current leader of the Jiuzhi Sect, announced that the Jiuzhi Sect would be incorporated into the Holy See, and the king of the Nanzhi Kingdom even knelt outside the Nanzhi Palace with his own royal seal to greet the army of Nanlu, and the southern barrier of the entire Xianhua League was almost overnight, all of them surrendered to the enemy!

This news is not hidden at all, the entire Donghua Kingdom and even the four continents and seas got the news in the next few days, and all the representatives of the sects of the Xianhua League who spoke to Chang'an rushed to Chang'an, and held this year's Xianhua League Conference in advance, and denounced the Lei Yin Pavilion in unison.

(End of chapter)