Outdated swordsman begging online

Qu Chen showed surprise on purpose, and pretended to ask, "Is he here?"

Yin Bei observed Qu Chen's expression, and said, "Abbot Xuci knows that the national teacher and Qin Zheng have some friendship, so it is not easy to tell you directly. Because we are here this time not only to find the way, but also to arrest him. go back."

"The owner of Wei Zhuang of Guanghan Villa has already issued a killing order. If we want to see people alive and dead, if the national teacher can help us accomplish these two things, in the future, the national teacher's mansion will have three major assistances behind us. I will repay the favor I owe you this time."

There must be some unknown reason behind Wei Bingqing's refusal to kill the killer. Qu Chen was also investigating the origin of Lianqiao, but now that Shaolin came to ask him for help, he can naturally be a favor and secretly protect her. Qin Zheng is also more convenient.

Qu Chen pretended to hesitate, pondered for a long time, and said, "Abbot Xuci believes that I will not be selfish, so I will naturally do my best to fulfill your wishes."

Feeling sad, he said, "The national teacher is a righteous and reasonable person. I thanked the national teacher on behalf of Shaolin Temple."

Qu Chen nodded slightly, and said to the servant, "Give Master Yinbei a pass token, if the master needs anything, just come to the mansion and find me."

Yin Bei accepted the token, and took his disciples away contentedly.

After seeing the person leaving, the servants reported back, "Wen Tingyun and Chen Dajun have been away for a long time, and the person who poisoned him also took the opportunity to escape. Do you want the national teacher to recover?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qu Chen's eyes, and he said, "Forget it, there are more important things than this. I'm worried that Yin Bei and the others have secretly brought other forces, so as to prevent more troubles, we must keep an eye on them all the time."

The servants responded and hurried to make arrangements.

Outside the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, Yin sadly thought of the back that he saw just now. It was not so weird, but he always felt that his face was very familiar. In addition, he followed the little devil Wen Tingyun freely in and out of the National Teacher's Mansion, so he was even more concerned about this person's identity.

Before he hesitated whether to say it all, it was all because Abbot Xuci told him that Qu Chen went to the Central Plains competition alone and suffered a lot, and the various factions secretly tripped him up and almost made him miss the sword test. If Qin Zheng hadn't defended his qualifications, he wouldn't have had the chance to win the second place.

Abbot Xuci knew that the two had a deep friendship. Originally, when the news of the Qinzheng people in southern Xinjiang came back, he was secretly frightened. He was afraid that the National Teacher's Office would intervene secretly to save him. It is really not easy to capture people in Shaolin, the territory of Shaolin.

But under the coercion of Qu Chen, Yin Bei had to tell the truth, if he didn't ask him to find things and people for them wholeheartedly, as long as he didn't get in the way, it would be fine.

At least with different identities, Qu Chen should be able to focus on the overall situation, and secretly use the help of the big faction as a bargaining chip. It is expected that Qu Chen will agree to this.

Yinbei recruited a disciple, whispered something in his ear, the disciple disappeared after he understood it and flashed into a dark alley.

On the way back to the deserted temple, Wen Tingyun leaned against Qin Zheng and fell into a deep sleep. Whenever the carriage shook, his head would shake twice. Qin Zheng was afraid that he would really fall, so he turned around and held him lightly. He rested his head on his lap and pulled a blanket over him.

He remembered that he said that he hadn't closed his eyes for three nights, and that the distance from Nanjiang to Duanshuiya was not short, and he was tired from running around day and night without sleep.Qin Zheng found it funny and heartwarming, he is such a big man, even if he didn't see him for a few days, he wouldn't be short of arms or legs, not to mention that Wen Tingyun made a clear arrangement before he left, dozens of people took turns guarding the side of the temple, all he had to do was replace the plaque Cheng "Don't get close to strangers", I don't understand why he is so worried.

What is heartwarming is the feeling of being cared for, which I haven't experienced for a long time.Seeing the injustice on the road, drawing a sword to help Qin Zheng is really not a life-saving grace, there is no need to pay it back or let people always remember it.He didn't expect that Wen Tingyun, who had been away for seven years, would suddenly appear in front of him one day. For this little favor, he insisted on returning ten times and a hundred times with care.

Qin Zheng looked down at his sleeping profile. Ever since Wen Tingyun appeared until now, he hadn't had time to take a good look at him. Now finally, no one would bother him and he could watch him quietly.

He used to think that Su Ziqing's fair skin and thick eyebrows and big eyes looked very much like Su Qiao when he was a child, but the persistent stubbornness between his eyebrows was different from Su Qiao's sad expression. Boys are born with a kind of masculine determination. Hidden behind his childishness, although Su Ziqing was in distress and frail at the time, he occasionally spoke to Qin Zheng, but he never mentioned the fact that his parents were gone. There were thousands of sorrows in his heart and he tried his best to suppress him. Qin Zheng could see that he was such a small person In order to suppress these pains, Qin Zheng would not always force him to go out to see new things if he was not afraid that he would have some problems after his temperament changed drastically.

Thinking of Su Ziqing, a place in Qin Zheng's heart collapsed, and he followed the name softly, and now there is another Wen Tingyun in this soft place.

The child grew up without knowing it, taller and stronger than himself, with peerless sword skills and strange lightness skills, enough to protect anyone he wanted to protect.He fell asleep drowsily on his lap, his chest rose and fell slowly with his breathing, his long black hair was loosely scattered on both sides, a few strands of braids were braided above his ears and tied back casually, he looked like a few ginkgo trees Gold ornaments glinted precariously over the braid.

Qin Zheng saw that the ginkgo leaves falling in his black hair were so crystal clear and beautiful, he stretched out his hand to touch the gold jewelry, brushed Wen Tingyun's face with his fingertips, somehow lingered on the feeling of pinching his face just now, in a mysterious way Rubbing his face twice, Wen Tingyun suddenly moved, grabbed Qin Zheng's palm, put it under his face and pressed it sideways to continue sleeping.

Qin Zheng: "..."

Qin Zheng is weak now, and his hands and feet are always cold. He was afraid of waking Wen Tingyun up, so he quietly pulled his hands, but he was pressed down by a face and had to give up.The temperature on Wen Tingyun's face spread to him through his palms, and his hands were warmed up in a short while.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be awake at all, Qin Zheng bent over and continued to peek.

It's still so fair, but the slight fat on his face when he was a child has faded away, and now he looks sharp and angular. If he doesn't smile, this face is indeed covered with a layer of chill.His nose was straight, his eyes were covered by long eyelashes, and his lips were bright. Qin Zheng smiled when he saw this, and thought that there was a small canine tooth hidden in his heart, which was very cute.

Before Qin Zheng could see enough, he was almost knocked over by a sudden jolt, and the carriage was pulled to a sudden stop. Wen Tingyun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, holding the knife in one hand, and holding Qin Zheng's hand in the other, with a vigilant look on his face. Staring out of the carriage.

"what happened?"

Su Dan pulled up the curtains from the outside, but his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, "Fire wires are blocking the way, if Zhou Li hadn't seen the pull to stop the carriage with sharp eyes, I'm afraid the guns buried on both sides would explode."

"Aiming at me?" Wen Tingyun grabbed the scabbard and hooked the corner of his mouth, "There is no movement, someone must jump out, wait to cut vegetables."

Su Dan nodded and put down the curtain.

Qin Zheng was startled when he heard □□, it would take a lot of effort to set up this trap, did the people who set up the ambush even think that they would pass this road in a carriage when they came out of the National Teacher's Mansion today?

Seeing Qin Zheng contemplating something, Wen Tingyun squeezed his hand and said, "Don't come out of the car, and don't open the curtain."

"How many people do we have? If there are many people on the other side, there is more than one ambush, wouldn't it be dangerous!" Qin Zheng persuaded, "If there is a real fight in a while, I will count their strength. If it is not good for us, it is better to run first! "

"No!" Wen Tingyun shook his head, "Don't worry about it. Don't open the curtain!"

Qin Zheng was puzzled, "Why? I'm wearing a cloak, so others can't see my face."

Wen Tingyun shook his head, "I don't want you to see me kill people like this." He turned around and took out a small metal cylinder from his waist, and put it in Qin Zheng's hand, "Just in case, this thing will explode if the silk thread on the top is removed. The poison needle, you have it."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at Qin Zheng, opened the curtain of the car and walked out while pressing the knife.

The whole convoy stopped, and the flag of Qidaomen fluttered against the wind. Wen Tingyun deliberately used other people's signs to hide his eyes and ears, but he knew it was a bodyguard team crossing the border, and even used guns to ambush him. The fact that they were dead meant that the people hiding behind didn't care if they were the escort chariots of Qidaomen, they could only come for people.

Wen Tingyun stood in front of the car and listened intently. There was a slight sound of cloth scraping against branches in the dense forest on both sides of the road. He stood still and roughly estimated the number of people.

About a hundred people hid inside and stared at the carriage, the battle was not small.

Wen Tingyun raised his head and said in a loud voice, "There are about a hundred people hiding and tucking in. Aren't you crowded in such a small place?"

No one answered.

Wen Tingyun drew out the knife, poked the small stones on the ground with the tip of the knife, and said calmly, "I don't dare to show my face, you have no guts. If that's the case, I don't bother to ask where you all got out, so I can leave!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his inner strength and swung an extremely powerful blade wind towards the forest on the right. The branches and leaves trembled three times and fell down, accompanied by a few muffled groans. The people hidden in the forest were caught off guard. Those who suffered from the saber wind had serious internal injuries, and a vicious fight could not be avoided even though they were hiding, many masked men jumped out from all directions, surrounding Wen Tingyun and his party.

The masked men winked at each other, fearing that they would reveal their identities, they just kept beating Wen Tingyun without saying a word. All of a sudden, there was the sound of swords and swords, mixed with flesh and blood being pierced and stifled exclamations. Open a gap in the carriage to watch the situation closely.

Wen Tingyun shot without hesitation, anyone within three feet of him would definitely see blood, and he didn't hesitate for a moment when he raised the knife to take someone's life. Ordinary swords are finished with a cut, but Wen Tingyun poured his strong internal force into the blade, cutting off all the meridians and bones before giving up.

So he said that he didn't want Qin Zheng to see him kill, because it was so cruel, Qin Zheng watched in horror from behind the curtain, when this man moved his knife, the surroundings became a bloody Asura hell, and he couldn't be with that person at all. The person who acted like a baby on his shoulder and asked to pinch his face was on the number.

And Wen Tingyun's understated expression without any emotional fluctuations confirmed Qin Zheng's conjecture.

He has long been used to such bloody killings, and even in the bloody wind, he can come and go freely, without cowardice, and without mercy. Live lives are in front of him, as if bones and flesh and blood have been put together in a hurry , can't be called a human being, he raised his hand to break up one after another, as easily and indifferently as smashing a watermelon.

The Su Ziqing in Qin Zheng's memory was not such a cold-blooded murderer, because he was an ignorant young man who couldn't see anything, or...

Or these years, what happened to make his temper take a turn for the worse?

Qin Zheng couldn't help sweating while holding the curtain. While anxious, he estimated the number of people and the strength of these people. Although Wen Tingyun's swordsmanship was intimidating in the first place, the opponent's victory was due to the large number of people. If it continued like this, it might not be good.

The author has something to say:

Wen Tingyun didn't wake up, but his face was itchy, yes, it's the kind of itchiness when someone stares at you frantically and peeks at your face!

That's why I moved.

Brother Qin Zheng, why are you staring at him all the time~

Thank you Zici, keep bowing.