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Nan Yang just went to get the freshly poured tea from Duanxi without changing his face, raised his eyes to look at Duanxi, and said lightly: "Girl, sit down first, there are some things I want to ask you."

Duanxi smiled charmingly, and sat down on the side according to Nan Yang's words: "This young man in white doesn't seem to like the slave family very much. Compared with the beautiful girl in our Fuyu Tower, the young man seems to be more fond of this beautiful little young man." Take care."

"..." Nan Yang drank the tea in his hand silently, his eyes lightly resting on the tea surface with tea leaves floating in it.

Qing Huan hurriedly accepted Duanxi's words: "It's nothing, Miss Duanxi, I really want to ask you something, I wonder if the girl would like to talk about it?"

"You are the guests of the slave family. If you want to ask, the slave family will naturally answer."

"On the Taihu Pavilion in the north, is the person who is staying now the entire Fuyu Tower? Have you seen him?"

Duanxi was taken aback when he heard the words, then lazily rested his head on the table with his hands, and replaced his family with me in his words: "Yes, I have seen it. But it's not 'he', it's 'they' .”

Qing Huan and Nan Yang looked at each other, and continued to ask: "How many people are there? What do they look like?"

"I only saw them once when they first came in. The leader was a man wearing a black hat. He should be the master of those people. I don't know what he looks like. Behind him was a strong man with a knife, and another A woman in Hmong clothes."

"Are there only these three people?" Nan Yang asked lightly.

"There are also some attendants who are all dressed the same." Duanxi's soft hand gently stroked his brow bone, and looked at Qinghuan with interest, "Why are you asking this? Do you know those people?"

"...What do they talk about with the knights who come and go? Do you know?"

"I don't know about that. After they settled down in the Taihu Pavilion, they dismissed all the sisters and only accepted people from the world who went to chat."

Nan Yang glanced at Qing Huan, Qing Huan understood, stood up and walked out, and shouted into the air: "Wuji!"

Wuji popped up from nowhere in an instant, and stood respectfully with his head bowed: "What's the matter, girl?"

"Did Master Shaogu go to Taihu Pavilion?"

Wuji was about to answer when someone interrupted: "Who said I went to Taihu Pavilion?"

Jun Qiao shook his plain fan, came up from the side stairs with a smile, stopped in front of Qing Huan, glanced sideways at the room, and said, "I didn't go in, I just walked around outside."

After a while, Junqiao lowered his voice and whispered to Qinghuan again: "I saw the guards outside the Taihu Pavilion, they must be members of the Burning Heaven Clan. Moreover, I also heard something that those who entered the Taihu Pavilion these days, came out Afterwards, I was in a trance, and my memory was vague and I couldn’t remember what I said after I went in. There are so many people like this, but there are not many people going to Taihu Pavilion today. There is something strange inside, we have to go there. "

"If it's really a member of the Burning Heaven Clan, wouldn't it be like this..." Qing Huan said in shock.

"I have searched for Wen Jinglei for many years. This time it seems that he is probably in the Taihu Pavilion, and he doesn't know we are here. If the matter is handled properly, he can be killed here. Wouldn't this save a lot of trouble? Although I don't know What is he doing here, and what does he want to know, but this opportunity is really rare. Just in case, I will take Wuji and three people into Taihu Pavilion from the front, and you and Nan Yang will avoid Fentian disciples and go to the back of Taihu Pavilion Find a dark window, it’s not locked, I just went to see it, it’s a bit hidden, but you can enter from there.”

"You want to kill Wen Jinglei?... Just us?!" Qing Huan's eyes widened.

"It may not be just a shot, but I must go there and have a look. Even if I can't kill it, I still have to bring some valuable news back." Junqiao lowered his eyes and sighed, "You don't understand. Now the rivers and lakes are calm on the surface, but secretly The Burning Heaven Clan's all-pervasive aggression has caused chaos and danger, so everything related to the Burning Heaven Clan cannot be easily let go."

Qing Huan thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, shall we go now?"

"It's getting dark, wait until it's completely dark before going." Jun Qiao snapped his fan shut, and entered the room with Qing Huan one after the other.

After dark, Junqiao and his party walked to Taihu Pavilion.

There is indeed a large area of ​​water to the north of Fuyu Tower. Under the darkness of night, the lake water is like a whole piece of emerald green glass, without any ripples.A mountain was built on the opposite side of Taihu Lake. It looks like it was rebuilt from the soil dug out when digging the lake, and its size is not small.A five-story pavilion seems to be inlaid in that mountain. From a distance, it looks like a pagoda, with layers on top of each other, with high eaves and teeth, very majestic.

When they were about to part ways, Junqiao reconfirmed: "You must not disturb the guards, just go straight to the top floor after entering, and walk in the dark, you understand?"

"The assassination is still hasty. The Jianghu people who went in before have been persecuted. Be careful and don't act rashly." Nan Yang looked at Junqiao and said softly.

"Okay." There seemed to be a soft light in Junqiao's eyes, he took a deep look at Nanyang, turned and left.

Nan Yang walked around the other side of Taihu Lake silently, intending to get behind the hill and turn over the gap.

Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang's unusually quiet back, stepped up a few steps, and held Nan Yang's hand: "Master..."

"Huh?" Nan Yang replied lightly.

"Are you angry? Why haven't you talked to me?" Qing Huan gently squeezed Nan Yang's hand.

"No, don't think about it." Nan Yang turned his head, glanced lightly at Qing Huan, and held her hand back.

Qing Huan curled her lips: "But I think your face is not very good."

"……You know why."

"I don't know, you tell me." Qing Huan tilted her head and smiled slightly.

Nan Yang hooked the corners of his mouth helplessly, and his voice was light: "You know, I like to be clean. Can I be happy if someone touches my things?"

"I didn't do it on purpose, I won't do it next time." Qing Huan grabbed Nan Yang's hand and kissed her lips a few times, with a smile still on the corner of her mouth.

"……compensate."

"What?" Qing Huan raised an eyebrow.

"I want compensation."

After Nan Yang finished speaking, the corners of his mouth were bent, and his gentle gaze was like ice that had just melted, with a soft and cool feeling.

Such a rare warm eyes that have just melted from the floating ice, such a refined and quiet woman, it seems that as long as she takes such a look, it is worth dying immediately.

Qing Huan was silent for a moment, looking at Nan Yang bewilderedly.

She desperately wanted to hug Nan Yang at this moment, kiss her eyes and lips, and then hide it tightly so that no one else could see it.It took her a lot of effort to restrain herself, fearing that she might accidentally hurt this woman.She is like the most ethereal cloud in the sky, a little snow falling on the petals in early winter, it seems that the only way to look at her is the right way, and no one can be allowed to contaminate her.

"I'll buy you a bunch of candied haws tomorrow." After a long time, Qing Huan said softly.

"...very good." Nan Yang couldn't help laughing even deeper.