[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

The guest house is adjacent to the river, and the narrow road beside the river can lead to the high-rise buildings in the southeast of Chang'an after going out the back door.

Jiang Yan didn't say where he was going, and Mu Chenfeng didn't ask, just followed him around the dark alley, and arrived at the dark backyard of the restaurant across the street.

"Be careful when landing." Jiang Yan ordered and jumped over the wall to enter.

Mu Chenfeng immediately followed him, stepped on ice slag when he fell into the courtyard, and listened to the sound of the weapon swaying rapidly.He drew his sword out of its sheath with his backhand, raised the sword flat to avoid the intruder, and pointed at the man's throat to make a threatening gesture. At the same time, he twiddled the formula with his fingers to open the barrier of sword energy, and his fingertips fell to the center of the other man's eyebrows.

Jiang Yan, who was standing with his back facing him, tapped the acupoints of the third person with a pen, and clasped the last person's throat with his outstretched fingers.

When the lights came on, a few people froze in the courtyard like this, seeing a person rushing over with a lamp, Mu Chenfeng was slightly stunned when he saw the majestic Mu Chenfeng, and his expression turned serious when he saw Jiang Yan.

This place was originally a warehouse for quality cabinets (Note 1), and the person who came here was wearing a long cloth shirt. He looked tall and intimidating, but the supposedly shrewd businessman walked steadily and seemed to be powerful. He also raised good thugs to stay during the market break.

Because of this, Mu Chenfeng had a quick look and got the bottom line in his heart, but he didn't withdraw his sword, his hand didn't withdraw, and his expression didn't change a bit.

"Stop." The visitor whispered to the left and right, and asked Jiang Yan with a little embarrassment, "'Yan Xiang', the owner of the valley is not in Chang'an at the moment, why are you here?"

The thugs of the nursing home listened to the order and retreated, Jiang Yan and Mu Chenfeng let go of their moves, turned the inconspicuous but smooth pen holder, squinted and smiled: "The shopkeeper really knows the truth, about Chang'an City. How does the villain Gu Neiwei not know? I'm afraid you've been following me since I entered the city gate."

"This..." Faced with a person who is not easy to fool, the villain pretending to be the shopkeeper could only smile, and said honestly, "We just watch, we don't do anything, and we don't care about the rest." Jiang Yan, who can speak and move from time to time, can't help sweating on his forehead in the freezing weather.

"Okay, then tell me, you should always ask the assassins of Japan in a place where the wicked are watching, how did they do it under the nose of you, a quack?" Jiang Yan still smiled, and his tone was full of questions. It was as cold and rigid, as if the hand behind him would reach out and pinch the person's neck in the next moment.

The shopkeeper was sweating profusely, and then he braced himself and clasped his fists: "It's the New Year's Eve now, and even the arrogance that has always been against us is gone. If it wasn't for Dujun Xiao's order, I wouldn't have to wait. Dongying people know me Great Tang and Yuanzheng are very important, if we steal this point, I am afraid that we are coveting the law of yin and yang that has not been stolen back to the country, or important classics. But we are short of manpower, we can prevent the daytime, and this night..."

"According to this, the assassin will come again. Go and clean it up. This holiday season, we will first whitewash and whitewash the peace. Take the money from the top right of the cabinet in the hall and take it yourself. Don't say I am stingy." Jiang Yan said bluntly and accepted it. Smiling with a cold gaze, he said, "Since Xiao Fan is staring at me, this matter is on his mind. You can report what should be reported, and decide what should not be reported."

The shopkeeper's expression froze, he couldn't laugh at all, and stared at Mu Chenfeng who was standing beside him, and sighed: "'Zi Chen Jian' said that the arrogance has already been spread, so why should you be persistent about 'words'?" To take this muddy water and cause trouble for me in the Valley of the Wicked?"

"What?" Jiang Yan looked up at him provocatively, "Who cares about right and wrong?"

"It's true that Chang'an is the most peaceful during the New Year's Eve. Once the gates of the city are opened, 'words' can go and stay at will. Bye, it's up to you whether you fight or kill." Colliding with him head-on, he turned to Mu Chenfeng who was in the villain's territory but always calmly said, "Oh, the first mouse to walk out of my warehouse alive is actually you."

Mu Chenfeng looked back, although he didn't say anything, the word "evil dog" that was usually used as a salute was clearly reflected in his lukewarm eyes, and the moment he looked at Jiang Yan, the smoke disappeared without a trace.

The evil inner guard didn't want to worry too much, and hurried out with the thugs left behind, and briefly reported the current situation in the city to Jiang Yan when he left.

Mu Chenfeng put the sword back into its sheath after all the people left, and said: "The mighty secret whistle hasn't followed in the past two days. I'm afraid that as the villain said, there is no other threat except the Japanese assassins."

He has always kept his mind off other people's affairs. If it wasn't for the order of the camp and the direction of morality, Mu Chenfeng would only keep the world in his mind as he meditated.Right now, he is worried about the status quo and safety, completely ignoring that he is standing in the villain's yard, listening to the enemy's information, and even personally telling him about Haoqi's movements to this Demon Lord.

Jiang Yan glanced at the water mist he spat lightly in the cold night, after a while of silence, he quietly stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Chenfeng's hanging wrist, then clasped his five fingers together and grasped it tightly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He murmured: "You are in danger, after the New Year's Day, you need to leave here as soon as possible."

The light in the room was limited, and Mu Chenfeng couldn't see his expression clearly, so he only said softly: "Evil people can't stop me, and the same goes for arrogance."

The clean voice was clear and resounding, Jiang Yan turned his head to look at him when he heard his brief confession, and the cold palm that was holding him tightly was hot.

At this time and at that time, one of them shoulders the righteousness and righteousness, and the other pushes the wicked to be strong. They are so trapped in the camp that they can't escape, but they all go to find a piece of stability in the crack, regardless of their position or other things, and they are wholeheartedly selfish for a while.

"Don't worry, Xijing is safe for the past ten days or so." Jiang Yan looked at him with a chuckle, shaking his head slowly as if he was in a happy mood, and turned back to the narrow alley with him, and the leaves and branches fell on the bank Stop and look out.

Jiang Yan seldom said outright where it was safe and where it was dangerous, and even the warnings were vague. Now his tone was affirmative and reassuring, but Mu Chenfeng didn't sound at ease at all. He went wherever he went, without asking or refusing, his vigilant and somewhat tense appearance remained unchanged, walking silently on the deserted road in plain clothes, at first glance he looked more like a wandering spirit than Jiang Yan.

The night of New Year’s Eve is still cold, there are no pedestrians on the road, and no one lights up the houses along the river. Only the fortifications on the other side are lively and busy.

Jiang Yan sat on the wooden stilt on the bank with his arms folded, looked at the curved wooden frame on the opposite bank, and couldn't wait for the people around him to speak, so he had to say casually: "When the recession is bad, you still have to do a lot of things. I guess it won't come back."

Mu Chenfeng listened to his words verbatim, and after thinking for a while, he told him the rumors: "I heard that this year, the Xijing Chamber of Commerce will be assisted by people from the Western Regions, and there is a temporary intention to build a grand scene. This should be brought from outside the pass. style."

"Mingjiao is really generous." Jiang Yan answered out of thin air, and smiled at Mu Chenfeng's questioning gaze, "They came to the Central Plains, and the method of the lord of the Miehun Market that they learned may be effective, so go back to the Holy Tomb first Those who got the money from the ghost king in Shanshan have benefited the Western Regions Chamber of Commerce."

When Mu Chenfeng heard what he said, he hesitated and said, "Then maybe we can get the Soul Cultivation Pill at the Soul Market again?"

Seeing that he was asking very seriously, Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing: "Why, do you think it is useful? Without the help of Zhe Yi's evil skills, it is not a few pills for the soul to be as comfortable as it was at the beginning."

Mu Chenfeng stared at him carefully, as if he wanted to see something from his pale, bloodless face.

Jiang Yan smiled even more, and said: "For the soul, there is an insurmountable obstacle between the outside world and the inner world. I was only fixed here by the seal so that I could come back after Zhe Yi's death. Otherwise, it would not be so easy. ? Don't waste your energy in vain."

Mu Chenfeng lowered his eyes and remained silent, although he couldn't express sorrow and joy on his face, the dimmed eyes revealed his disappointment.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Jiang Yan squeezed his clenched hand back into his palm and rubbed it vigorously, for fear that his emotions, which were forcibly suppressed, would accumulate for a long time and then loosen and collapse in an instant, which would cause unexpected heartbreak. , physiological tears.

He didn't care about anything at first, but when he encountered Mu Chenfeng's accident, it made people resuscitate.But Mu Chenfeng used to be quiet and thoughtless, but now he is thinking hard about hopeless things.In the end, I don't know who is whose robbery.

Jiang Yan held his hand for a long time without saying a word, looked at the lights for a while, and closed his eyes silently as if taking a nap after being tired.

"Jiang Yan..." Mu Chenfeng stared at his unshakable eyelashes and called him softly.

He doesn't seem to be resting, a person without a heartbeat doesn't even need to breathe, and the hands holding him don't have the temperature of ordinary people, and there is no reaction when he calms down.There was a lot of noise on the other side, but the sudden silence here was terrifying.

Simply, before the fear in his heart increased sharply, Wan Hua opened his eyes, his eyes flickered with the light of the lights, then lowered his head, and slowly kissed the back of his warm hand.

The long hair brushed over his fingertips to create a coolness. Mu Chenfeng's fingers trembled slightly, and he looked up at the top of his hair, secretly heaving a sigh of relief. It wasn't until the heat came from his palm that he realized that Jiang Yan's body had a fever again at some point. It seemed to be hot.

"Chen Feng, you smell really good." Jiang Yan rubbed his cold nose against him, and said something out of the blue.

Similar words seem to have been said by Mozun Zheyi, Mu Chenfeng's heart trembled when he heard it, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but his lips lingered on the back of his hand, and even he also became hot unconsciously, hesitating and not knowing what to do .

"Plum blossoms are cold, the ice and snow have just melted, and the melted snow turns into a mountain spring and flows down. Mixed with the fragrance of Mei Rui, making tea is the sweetest." Jiang Yan whispered on the back of his hand, and finally looked up, looking into his slightly worried eyes. With clear and shallow eyes, he said slowly, "You smell good, that's how good it smells."

"Nonsense." Mu Chenfeng replied, and finally hid his hands in his sleeves, frowned slightly at him and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the Gu worms on your body are causing you to have hallucinations?"

"Are you worried that I'll become Zhe Yi?" Jiang Yan knew it with a blink of his eyes, stood up and approached him, and showed him his red palm by the light from the opposite bank, "Gu worms are safe with me , but it's not so easy to 'live' again. Chen Feng, it's my turn to calm down this time, otherwise it's hard to guarantee that I won't eat you."

Jiang Yan's tone was joking, his words were still as true and false as before, and all the flickering lights flashed in his eyes, Mu Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he was caught off guard by his stretched hands and pulled them in. arms.

"I'm telling the truth." After Jiang Yan smiled, he suddenly became serious, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "I haven't smelled such a light smell for a long time since the poisonous smoke from Huagu ruined the sense of mouth and nose. Knowledge is sharper than before. So..."

Mu Chenfeng was forced to listen to his reasons, and he felt hot and itchy in his ears, because he was so skillful that he couldn't even use his strength, so he simply didn't struggle, and just let him do whatever he wanted quietly, listening He whispered dreamily.

Jiang Yan didn't say any more. He reached behind his head with his hand, held up the bun loosely tied by the wooden hairpin, and made him face him. He half-closed his phoenix eyes and curled his lips into a smile. He stroked his clean face. Staring at him with misty pupils again, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed his defenseless lips.

Note 1: The cabinet is equivalent to a safe, and the quality warehouse of the cabinet is the relevant warehouse, which is the predecessor of the pawnshop and is regarded as a pawnshop

The author has something to say: Last week, I went back to take care of my family’s unforeseen incidents. It was so hot and busy that I continued to have a low-grade fever.

The car can’t be driven, let’s talk about where to drive, there must be sugar, so many chapters have been cut, now slowly sprinkle sugar, don’t worry, if you don’t eat sugar, I will end up 23333

ps: The theory of melting snow is the first multiple-choice question in the first paragraph of the full text. The Taoist leader did not fall into the cliff in the end amidst the turmoil of the camp :)