Although Shangguan Bailu was a marquis of the empire, he was very different from other officials. Apart from the shabby mansion, he did not like to make friends with others, or no one dared to make friends with him, so he avoided them all.

This day was Shangguan Bailu's birthday. His daughter prepared a sumptuous dish early in the morning. Although she was very worried about Qingyan, Shangguan Feiyan, as her daughter, did not do anything perfunctory on this big day.

"Dad, I wish you a hundred years of life. My daughter wishes you a cup." Shangguan Feiyan tried hard to make herself smile, but she didn't know that her expression was ugly than crying.

"Although your smile is a bit ugly, it is at least the first time in these days that I have smiled for this father." Shangguan Bailu looked at her daughter lovingly.

"There is one thing I want to tell you truthfully. In fact, my daughter has never given up her heart to go to Xiliang, so there is only one way to think about it."

Shangguan Bailu picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and ate it, "As long as you don't go to Xiliang, my father will help you no matter what method you do."

"Only by borrowing your Lieyang Order and summoning the hidden forces of Fengmanlou in Xiliang, you can only have the opportunity to find Qingyan." Speaking of this, Shangguan Feiyan left his seat and fell to the ground, "My daughter is unfilial. After she finds Qingyan, she will apologize to you."

At this time, Shangguan Bailu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little, and then he had no strength to grab the chopsticks. "I didn't expect you to use Wangyou San. It seems that my father really can't stop you anymore. I hope you... take care of it..." Before the whole sentence was finished, Shangguan Bailu had fallen on the table.

Although Shangguan Bailu is one of the few masters in the world and the owner of Fengmanlou, how could he expect that his daughter would set up a trap himself, and the Wangyousan in Fengmanlou was still under the Wangyousan in Fengmanlou. This thing is not fatal, and it will only make people lose consciousness for three days. But if it is just this, it is nothing. The most peculiar thing is that Wangyousan is colorless and tasteless, which makes the masters not notice at all. As long as they take it, even the eight masters will lie for three days and three nights.

After Shangguan Feiyan carried his father to the bed, he knocked a few more heads, and then resolutely walked out of the Zongyun Hou Mansion.

"Qingyan, you must wait for me."

-------------------------(I'm a dividing line)

Qingyan was already in Anzhou at this time and was continuing to move northward to enter Hezhou and crossing the Yellow River to the east.

Although he was alone in danger, Qingyan still did not use the Lihuo Order he carried with him. Not to mention the nature of the rudder leader in the rudder, just say that there are a large number of gang members in the rudder, and some people will reveal their whereabouts, so he decided to enter the Northern Yan territory first.

Yintai City is located in the central part of Anzhou, surrounded by mountains, and is not a large county town. There are naturally very few inns, but Qingyan still goes the other way and chooses the largest inn in the city to prepare for a day off.

"My man, I will give you the food. I will give it a separate horse shed and the best forage. Don't neglect it." After that, Qingyan threw a silver ingot of snowflakes to the man.

"Your servant, please hold on, I will take care of him carefully."

Choosing the most luxurious room, Qing Yan sat on the bed and moved the Lingxiao Art. Although most of the injuries of swords and guns on his body had healed, the medicine left by Fazhi had been exhausted, so he could only use the Lingxiao Art to restore his vitality at this moment.

Looking back on the last charge that night, I still feel scared. At that time, I only felt that I had hit a thick iron wall. With the strength of the heavy bright armor and the advantage of the sky wind, Mo Xue's speed was enough to penetrate the enemy formation. However, the other brothers had already returned to the earth in just a few sucks, and when he rushed out of the enemy formation, he was already unconscious. Fortunately, Mo Xue fought to save his master.

After a simple washing, Qingyan stood in front of the bronze mirror and took off his hood, and saw that he was already covered in white hair in the mirror.

"Oh... it turns out that night was too big..."

A few days ago, on the ice outside the Land Temple, Qingyan just discovered his changes and felt extremely depressed. He thought that the Dog Emperor not only drove all the males who stood shoulder to shoulder with the royal palace, but also made him turn white for a short time.

A map was spread out on the table. This was stolen from a station before, and it was indeed very useful at this time.

The finger fell on Yintai City and slowly headed north. You will reach Hezhou within two days. If you travel day and night, you will reach the west bank of the Yellow River at most seven or eight days. As long as you cross the Yellow River steadily and enter Beiyan, you will be half successful.

After moving his body slightly, he could no longer feel the pain on the wound, so Qingyan did not practice the Lingxiao Art again, but lay on the bed and fell asleep beautifully to relieve the fatigue in his body and mind over the past few days.

The next morning, Qingyan went down to the lobby for dinner early. The shopkeeper had no work in his hand, so he started to work on Qingyan and poured a pot of wine for him. "If it was not bad, the tiger skin on the guest's body had only been peeled off the tiger's body in recent days."

At first, when Qingyan saw the other party coming, he was secretly warned. When he wanted to see that his motive was not pure, he would kill him instantly. However, after seeing that the other party's steps were empty and not as good as those who could be martial artists, his body slowly relaxed.

"The shopkeeper has good eyesight. This tiger skin was peeled off more than ten days ago."

"As far as I know, there are no tigers in a radius of hundreds of miles, and at most they are just jackals. The guest must be a tiger killed in the Qinling Mountains. Hehe... I haven't seen someone as brave as Xiang Guzheng for a long time. I'll give you a cup for this." The shopkeeper didn't wait for Qingyan to raise his glass and drank it all in one go.

"The shopkeeper is really a person with a temperament, and he can't fall behind even if he is inferior."

Seeing that the young man in front of him was very happy, the shopkeeper's smile gradually increased, so he naturally said more. "I wonder which direction the guest came from? If it was the eastern end of the Qinling Mountains, then I must know some of the situations in the Battle of Shiren Mountains?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I'm a hunter, who lives in Wuzhou at the western end of the Qinling Mountains, so I don't know much about the war in Shirenshan than the shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper was not disappointed when he heard this, but sighed: "Speaking of this, although His Highness the Crown Prince did not get an inch of land in this battle and could defeat the King of Sides, no one expected it. Unfortunately, the Zhao family might have broken their roots like this."

"Oh? As a Chinese native of Xiliang, how could the shopkeeper feel obedient and feel very sorry for the defeat of the King of Side-to-Side King?" Qing Yan said curiously.

"The family of the guest officials may have been hunters for generations, so they don't know much about the Three Kingdoms in the world." The shopkeeper said sadly after having a drink. "Nearly a hundred years ago, Xiliang went south to establish a country. Except for the people with wealthy families who are unable to escape, how can the other ordinary people leave behind the fields left by their ancestors?"

"So many people in Xiliang are descendants of Zhao State. In addition, Xiliang has strongly promoted Hu Hua's intermarriage over the years, resulting in more than 80% of the people in Xiliang's bodies with the blood of two ethnic groups flowing in their bodies. Since there is half of the soul of China in their bodies, how can they not be moved by the three generations of loyal and wise men in the royal palace side by side?"

Only then did Qingyan realize why the other party sighed at his experience. "Even if there is half of the Chinese blood in his body, as far as I know, many people in Xiliang have forgotten this point. They are all based on the Xiliang people's own operations, which makes people sigh."

"So, in addition to being excited about His Royal Highness's outstanding military achievements, I also regret the fate of the King of Sides. If there was no war in this world, I would definitely go to Jinling to admire the style of the King of Sides and Sides and Sides and See what kind of environment can make the Zhao family so strong."

"It seems that the shopkeeper has a high opinion of the Zhao family. However, Zhao Qingyan was defeated by His Royal Highness, maybe he is already a dead bone now." Qingyan raised his wine glass to hide the flash of his eyes.

The other party's words were like a small bonfire igniting on the glacier ground. Although it was weak, it still made Qingyan feel a little warmth in his heart.

At this time, a guy ran in and panicked when he saw Qingyan on the seat.

"Ke, kid, your horse is gone!"

With a crisp sound of 'click', the wine glass in Qingyan's hand was shattered due to the force.

"Yesterday I asked you to take good care of it! You threw it away?" Qing Yan was furious. The shopkeeper beside him was shocked by his aura. He didn't understand why the young man was chatting and laughing just now, but after a moment, the momentum emitted from his body was so terrifying.

It seemed like a sea of ​​corpses and blood beside him.

"Your servant, don't be anxious. This guy is the most cautious in his daily life. He has not made any mistakes in these years, so there must be some misunderstandings during this period." The shopkeeper comforted him and asked him quickly, "When was the last time you saw the guy's horse, and when did you find that it had been lost?"

"The little man's horse is very handsome and dare not neglect when he meets the guest official, and the guest official is generous, so he has been taking good care of it until midnight. When the little man was in the cottage, he saw it when he went to the horse shed just now, but all the horses were there, but the only good horses were not seen." After the guy finished speaking, he felt that he was too careless and buried his head in front of his chest.

Qingyan forced the anger in his heart. He knew that this matter could not be blamed entirely on this guy. He thought that even if Mo Xue was painted black, she was not as eye-catching as before, but her handsome physique could not be changed. As long as someone who knew the horse would definitely see that Mo Xue was a peerless horse, it was hard to guarantee that no one would have a snooping.

"Take me to the horse booth." Qingyan took the lead in walking out, and the shopkeeper and his staff also knew that this matter was ultimately his own responsibility, and they were all followed closely.

Looking at the somewhat simple horse shed, Qingyan asked in a deep voice: "Is there only one exit in the south in the entire inn?"

"What the customer said is that because the size of the store is a bit shabby, no second exit was built." The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"My horse is very psychic. Without my instructions, outsiders would be determined within half a foot of their mind and then attacked by it. However, there were no signs of damage in the horse shed, so I predicted that my horse must have been enchanted by medicine, so I let the evil man kidnap it." Qingyan slowly walked towards the inn courtyard gate.

"My man also saw the horse when he said he was ugly. In this way, the other party must have moved his hands after he was ugly." Qingyan squatted at the gate of the courtyard and stared at the ground, "My horse is not light in weight, and I have to use a car to take it away. Look here, although the traces are already very shallow, there are still two wheel marks on the snow."

The two of them also squatted on the ground and observed it. Sure enough, they saw the shallow traces. The shopkeeper apologized: "Customer, it is the responsibility of me, the shopkeeper who lost your horse in the small shop. No matter how much your horse is worth, I will do my best to compensate even if I sell it."
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