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Hearing his affirmative answer, Jiuxian turned his head and asked with interest: "Oh? Then tell me what kind of person he is?"

Wei Sanjue smiled and said, "He's a good old man who's always in trouble."

"..." Jiuxian stared at him for a while, then turned around, and said calmly, "Shut up if you don't want to say it, why bother making up lies to deceive people."

"Don't, my lord!" Wei Sanjue hurried forward, reined in his horse and walked in front of him to flatter him, "Isn't the little one talking about other people's opinions?"

"What I'm asking is your opinion." Jiuxian moved away from him calmly, he was a little displeased, so he kept his face calm.

"Ah... it's hard to describe." Wei Sanjue gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand to lift the cloth covering his neck, and exposed the skin for the man to see, "Your Excellency, take a look."

Jiuxian glanced at it, and saw thin, light-colored scars on Wei Sanjue's neck, which could be seen to be swept by some sharp blade.Thinking of a possibility, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Couldn't it be that Yan left it unintentionally?"

Wei Sanjue had already closed his collar, tidied the cloth towel, and covered up the scar again.Hearing the question, his face froze immediately, and he nodded with extreme reluctance: "It's that fellow."

Jiu Xian said clearly: "I have fought against him, and with your skill, it is indeed a bit of a hang." The wound is obviously the result of mercy, otherwise Yan Wuyi's skill of using the palm as a sword alone would be able to strike a sword. Throat closure.

Wei Sanjue obviously understood this truth, he rolled his eyes a few times, and asked again: "My lord, what happened to that fellow, did you commit the crime?"

Normally, although Jiu Xian was impatient, he would explain to him, but this time he only gave Wei Sanjue a sideways glance, then turned his horse's head and walked away, before leaving a word.

"Because his surname is Yan."

Wei Sanjue reined in his horse and stood on the spot looking at the back of the man in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he raised his lips and smiled.

"Interesting." He no longer regretted joining this shady place, Wei Sanjue rubbed his stubbled chin, and had some guesses in his heart.Yan's surname is not a big surname, if it is said to be famous, it is not considered a big family name, and if it can attract the attention of the person above, it is bound to not be a small family.Before Wei Sanjue became a bandit, he did a lot of activities such as reselling news and digging graves. There are definitely a lot of gossip.He thought about it, but he didn't think of any Yan family that could attract that person's attention.

But thinking about it the other way around, maybe this clan has already died out, and it's not necessarily the case that Yan Wuwu, the ranger, is the last one.This idea flashed by, and before he could think about it, his companion came over.

"Why are you dawdling? Hurry up and keep up." His companion bumped into his arm, Wei Sanjue came back to his senses, and quickly rode his horse to keep up.

It will be Su He in one or two hours, Wei Sanjue puts down his thoughts for a while, and rides his horse briskly to catch up with Jiu Xian.

At this time, Yan and Wen were also in some trouble, they managed to comfort the crying girl Anu, and the two were sitting in the room staring at each other.

"Are you going?" Yan Wuwu frowned and asked in a low voice.

Wen Shuqiu laughed helplessly: "Go, I must go. Although I'm not a serious doctor, I can't see people suffering for nothing for so long. Besides, there are some things that can't be avoided without avoiding them. "

"Is she that important?" Letting you know that there may be danger, you have to go to check it out. Although Yan Wuyi didn't say it directly, the frowning brows have already betrayed his thoughts.

Wen Shuqiu raised his eyes in surprise, and found the man's serious face, as if he was going to break into some kind of dragon's pool and tiger's lair empty-handed, so he couldn't help being a little funny.

This feeling was strange and novel. It had been a long time since no one cared about his safety like this. He was clearly a martial artist, but when he came to Yan Wuxin, he still looked like a child who needed protection.

Wen Shuqiu's eyes narrowed slightly because of laughing, and the eyes seemed to be as bright as the sky full of stars.Amidst the soft emotions in his heart, he slowly relaxed his sitting posture, leaned on the back of the chair, and reached out to touch the man's eyebrows.

"Unintentionally, you look like my mother."

Yan Wuxin: "..." Did I hear wrong? ? ?

The young man laughed uncontrollably amidst the man's bewildered expression, "I'm bluffing you, my mother is prettier than you."

Yan Wuxin raised his hand helplessly, as if to hit him: "I'm getting more and more courageous, I'm going to give you a family law."

"Is the family law a broom handed down by my aunt?" Wen Shuqiu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and teased him, "The Eighteen Styles of the Killing Cudgel that are passed down from male to female."

Yan Wuxin took a breath of cold air: "Oh! How did you learn to be so bad, you should be blushing at this time!"

Before he finished speaking, he laughed himself first.

"Stop making trouble, let's be serious." The young man laughed enough, took a sip of tea to calm his breath, and then said: "Palace Master Su He can be regarded as my parents' old friend, not for anything else, just for her past and my mother. I should also take a look at the friendship."

"Okay, I'll be with you." Yan Wuxin made a decision.

As soon as the two discussed the result, Anu went back and came back to ask in person.

"Young masters, are you alright?" She seemed to have restrained her emotions, and she looked very calm and charming at this moment. If it wasn't for her reddish eye sockets and still pale face, Yan Wuwu might have thought that she had seen her before. The collapsed and crying woman who arrived was my own illusion.

"Girl, please wait a moment, I'm coming." The two looked at each other, Wen Shuqiu tidied up his clothes, walked up to open the door, and Anu asked eagerly: "Can I go now? Not feeling well."

"Of course it's okay, girl lead the way." Wen Shuqiu didn't shirk, and roughly packed up some things, and the two of them followed Anu away.

The road to the nine-story pagoda is not too short, and all three of them have kung fu, so they all used light kung fu.When Anu thought of the palace lord's illness, he became very anxious, and wished he could fly over with his wings.The pace was extraordinarily fast, and Yan Wuwu could hear her impatience in his ears, and he tilted his head in confusion and asked softly, "Is that illness really difficult?"

Wen Shuqiu shook his head, and said, "I can't say until I have seen the reality."

While speaking, the three of them landed on the sandbar in front of the tower. Yan accidentally noticed that the guards were just walking around, not paying attention to the situation in the tower.

He thought strangely in his heart, but kept his expression on, and followed the woman's footsteps into the hall.

Four uniquely shaped bronze incense burners are placed in the four corners of the main hall, and clouds of smoke are spit out from the beaks of cranes that are about to fly.The smell is light and elegant with some bitter aftertaste.

Seeing the two people frowning, Anu smiled and said, "It's okay, this is our palace lord's favorite incense, the name is—"

"live alone."

Wen Shuqiu looked at the misty smoke and said softly.

"How does your lord know? This incense was mixed by our Palace Master himself..." Anu looked at him in puzzlement.

"I just thought of something." The young man smiled and didn't say much.

The wooden steps are old and make some noise with every step.

When the sound of wind, squeaks and bells are mixed together, it seems that this ancient tower is announcing the arrival of guests.

The road to the top of the tower is very long, and the repeated stairs seem to be endless. Yan Wuwu looked around, there were plain veils hanging everywhere, and golden bells hung from the bottom, the bells were crisp and mysterious.At the same time, he kept paying attention to Wen Shuqiu who was on the side. There seemed to be something wrong with the young man since he entered the hall.

Yan Wuwu quietly stretched out his hand, hooked his little finger lightly, and then scratched the young man's palm.

"Shh, don't make trouble." Wen Shuqiu came back to his senses and whispered, "I'm fine."

Although he still had the usual gentle expression on his face, there was an imperceptible confusion.The two had different minds, and before they could say much, they arrived at the ninth floor.

"Young masters, we have arrived at the place where the Palace Master lives." Anu turned around, bowed gracefully, and opened the door for the two of them.Behind the door is a simple room, a figure in a blue-colored jumpsuit is leaning over the table, motionless.Before the two of them saw it clearly, they saw Anu exclaimed, and stepped forward to help the girl up in two steps in three steps.

"Palace Master!" She half helped and half picked up the woman, tears streaming down again, "Palace Master, Palace Master!"

Wen Shuqiu quickly recovered from the shock, and at this moment, he didn't care whether it was a fraud, and said eagerly: "Miss, quickly carry her to the bed."

Yan Nu sniffed, wiped away the tears on his face, picked up the woman as if he was handling a fragile object, and then gently placed her on the bed.The situation was urgent, Wen Shuqiu didn't care much, and went directly to feel the pulse.

His expression gradually became dignified, and he couldn't bear it in his seriousness.Looking at his expression, Anu's beautiful eyes gathered water again, she trembled and wanted to speak, but hesitated to speak.

"How is she?" Yan Wuwu asked for the girl who was on the verge of collapse.

Wen Shuqiu felt panicked in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, and said in a low voice, "The bird pecks at the pulse."

As soon as the words fell, Anu gasped in surprise, and his already thin figure was even more shaky.

The sparrow pecks at the pulse, like a sparrow pecking at its food, fingers repeatedly, suddenly stops, and when it comes back after a long time, the pulse is still dead.

Angu's heart was filled with grief, but the tears couldn't flow out, they kept sticking in his throat.

She wanted to deny and doubt, but she couldn't lie to herself.

"...Can it be saved?" She took a deep breath and asked calmly.

The light in the girl's eyes was too bright, Wen Shuqiu didn't want to watch the light dim, so he closed his eyes slightly, stood up and saluted.

Angu stepped forward recklessly, and was about to grab the young man, but saw the woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

"Ang slave...don't make trouble." The woman was still awake, but she heard the girl's voice, her still hazy eyes swept across the people in the room, and suddenly stopped.

"Senior Sister...?" She whispered uncertainly, which turned into a huge surprise: "Have you come to see me?"