White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Will not let you down◎

During the day, in the Luofu Hall in the front palace of Pingjing Palace, Yang Qingyuan held emerald green lotus pods in his hand, kept peeling off the lotus seeds, put them in his mouth, listened to the conversation between Su Zhongming and Murong Wuyan with both ears, and suddenly froze , interrupted and said: "You want to find someone in the world to investigate Xue Muhua? The reward is five... 50 taels of silver?! Are you really sure that he is related to the serial strange case? If the money is thrown out and nothing is found, isn't it? A waste of money? 50 taels of silver!" Deliberately raised his hand and stretched out five fingers.

Wu Yan looked back at Yang Qingyuan, and replied: "Yes, if you have not been expelled from Xiyu Terrace, the 50 taels of silver will belong to you, so you don't have to be so nervous."

His mind was seen through, Yang Qingyuan smiled, but he restrained himself after a while, and sighed regretfully: "Except for me, there may be no disobedient people in Xiyutai. The identity of the door actively wins over a few elders, the rudder master of the sub-rudder... wait, a lot of people."

Wu Yan said to Su Zhongming: "I know a few Jiang Hu brothers, I can ask them to secretly investigate Xue Muhua."

Su Zhongming simply said: "The 50 taels of silver will be handed over to you."

Wu Yan persuaded: "Actually, it doesn't take that much..."

Su Zhongming insisted: "I have never been in the world of martial arts, but I know one thing very well. No matter what kind of chivalrous person you are, what you need most is money."

Wu Yan could only purse his lips, and silently agreed.

Su Zhongming added: "It's best to investigate the Jixian Temple."

Yang Qingyuan was curious: "Do you think there is something strange about that Jixian Temple?"

Su Zhongming explained: "According to what you wrote last time, the construction of Jixian Temple is Xue Muhua's own idea. Since he has something suspicious, it's better to check the place."

Yang Qingyuan said: "If you suspect that there is a problem there, you can send someone to find an excuse to go in and investigate. If there is really a problem there, Xue Muhua will definitely take action secretly."

Su Zhongming thought for a while, and thought it was a good proposal, so he simply said: "You are right, but I have to discuss with other county kings before deciding on this action."

Wu Yan suggested: "Since you want to investigate Xue Muhua, you must investigate those who are related to him?"

Yang Qingyuan leaned closer to Wu Yan: "He knows more people than you and I know, why can't we check all of them?"

Su Zhongming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and blurted out: "Wu Yan reminded me that the mastermind behind the series of strange cases should be the person wearing the mask of evil spirits. Xue Muhua may have something to do with this person, so he has a close relationship with him." People, bear the brunt of the investigation."

Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but said: "After checking so much, your 50 taels of silver is not enough, is it?"

Su Zhongming replied: "For those who are closely related to Xue Muhua, I will ask the people from Qingluan City to investigate."

Yang Qingyuan said again: "He is about to get married, and the bride is the young lady of Yunxiuding."

Su Zhongming answered: "Yunxiuding... I don't know much about this gang."

Yang Qingyuan informed: "The origin of Yunxiu Ding is the Fulianlu clan. Does the Supreme Emperor know the origin of the Fulianlu clan?"

Su Zhongming shook his head lightly, and said frankly, "I never knew about this tribe."

Yang Qingyuan asked: "Then do you know the name 'Tian Fang Ren'?"

Su Zhongming immediately replied: "I vaguely remember that I heard that the beauty leader Chang Yanhua accepted the mantle of 'Tian Fangren'."

Yang Qingyuan replied with a smile: "That's right. People from Tianfang's surname is Chang, and their name is Changdi!"

Hearing this, Su Zhongming couldn't help saying: "Shang Yanhua is his daughter?! That Shang Yanhua is the current leader of the Fulianlu clan? No wonder the Confidante Sect suddenly disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and she never returned to Xuanxiu Valley ..."

Wu Yan was curious: "Do you know Shang Yanhua? She and Xuan Xiugu..."

Su Zhongming sighed softly, and replied: "I had a grudge with her back then, and she always hated me." Looking at Wu Yan, he told: "By the way, she is your uncle's apprentice!"

No inkstone is clear, so I won't say much.

After the conversation, the two were about to go out through the front door, Yang Qingyuan just opened the door, took Wuyan out to the corridor, and was immediately blocked by Su Meier who came who didn't know when, and said flatly: "Your Highness, what's the matter. "

Su Meier proudly replied: "It's nothing, I just came to see my good friend."

Yang Qingyuan replied flatly: "He's not free, you can get out of the way."

Su Meier proudly said: "Whether he is free or not is up to him." Then she smiled at Wu Yan and said, "Wu Yan, how about drinking tea and chatting with me? We haven't caught up for a long time."

Wu Yan nodded lightly, and agreed: "En!"

Su Meier hurriedly pushed Yang Qingyuan away, grabbed Wu Yan's wrist and pulled him away.

Yang Qingyuan was dissatisfied, and shouted: "I entered the palace with him, and I am also a distinguished guest, so I should have my share in drinking tea and chatting!"

Su Meier raised the corners of her lips, and joked with a light smile: "If you take a step slower, Wu Yan will spend the night with Bengong tonight."

Yang Qingyuan became anxious, hurriedly strode to follow, and said while chasing: "Don't mess around! You can't touch Wuyan anywhere! I won't let you touch him!"

It was dusk in a blink of an eye, and the two walked out of the princess' bedroom, walked side by side through the corridor, and slowly relaxed.

Yang Qingyuan couldn't help nagging: "You don't know how hard it is to drink tea with a woman like her..."

Wu Yan replied flatly: "Is there any? You were drinking tea just now, and it was quite quiet."

Yang Qingyuan revealed: "That's because you haven't seen how fierce the duel under the table is."

Wu Yan was curious: "You and her under the table...?"

Yang Qingyuan confessed: "She kicked me nineteen times, I kicked back six times, and pinned her feet eight times..."

Wu Yan sighed slightly: "She really has a crush on you."

Yang Qingyuan didn't take it seriously, and just wondered: "Do you really think that's a good impression?"

Wu Yan smiled slightly: "Isn't it? She is a princess, and she rarely touches men."

Yang Qingyuan said: "I just feel that she seems to be demonstrating against me."

Wu Yan didn't want to talk about Su Meier anymore, so he immediately changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how do you know the origin of Yunxiuding? Have you been there before?"

Yang Qingyuan confessed: "I heard what my brother said."

Wu Yan was curious: "Qing Ming? How could he know?"

Yang Qingyuan didn't want to hide it: "He is now working hard for Yunxiuding."

Wu Yan was stunned: "He took refuge in Yunxiu Ding?! What on earth has he experienced in these few years..."

Yang Qingyuan smiled helplessly, and said: "It's hard to say."

Wu Yan didn't ask, just pursed his lips, walking thoughtfully while walking, Yang Qingyuan walked with him, followed him wherever he went, and looked back at him several times.

A few days later, Huang Yan was holding an umbrella and walking on the road under continuous light rain. The breeze slowly blew in front of him from the front, gently brushing his silver-white hair, but it was a bit cool, which made him very comfortable. .

In the rainy sky, an origami crane cut through the rain like a sharp knife without being restrained by the wind, and flew towards Huang Yan. Huang Yan raised his eyes and saw the origami crane. He reached out his free hand and caught the paper crane. In an instant, the paper crane changed into a Chinese note in his palm, and Yingqing's handwriting was clear at a glance.

Putting away the Huajian, Huang Yan continued to walk forward, heading straight to the Elder's Pavilion built by Xiangxuan. As soon as he entered the corridor of the Elder's Pavilion, he saw that the bamboo curtains in front of the French windows had dropped a little to block the rain .

Huang Yan lowered the umbrella cover, handed it to the waiter standing outside the corridor, stepped into the room generously, just saw Zhu Yanfeng's figure, looked at him with a smile on the side of his head, and then respectfully greeted Yingqing who was sitting on the chair He bowed and greeted: "Master."

Yingqing opened his lips and cut straight to the point: "The city lord sent a letter with a goshawk, which is related to that strange serial case."

Huang Yan asked: "Master has read the letter?"

Yingqing nodded slightly, then picked up a letter from the table, and handed it out. Zhu Yanfeng immediately stepped forward, took the letter, turned around, walked to Huang Yan, and handed it to Huang Yan.

With the letter in hand, without waiting, Huang Yan immediately took out the Huajian to look at the content, and then asked Zhu Yanfeng: "Have you read this letter?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied honestly: "Not yet."

Huang Yan generously delivered the Hua Jian to him, and then said to Yingqing: "The head of Xiyutai suddenly built the Jixian Temple, which aroused his suspicion? But according to what he said, it was not in the Jixian Temple. found a clue."

Zhu Yanfeng looked down at Hua Jian, and said, "So, there doesn't seem to be anything suspicious about this place."

Huang Yan replied: "We can't make it so hastily. It's just that the sudden search of Jixian Temple is a bit alarming. The head of Xiyutai must have started to defend."

Zhu Yanfeng raised his head and said involuntarily, "This head of Xiyutai seems to be very cautious."

Huang Yan then said: "I heard that he is cautious and small-minded, easy to worry about and hold grudges in his heart. I haven't met this person yet."

Zhu Yanfeng looked at Huang Yan curiously: "Have you never seen him before?"

Huang Yan replied: "I have never cooperated with the head of Xiyutai before, so naturally I haven't seen him with my own eyes."

Zhu Yanfeng said with some regret: "If you have seen it with your own eyes, you will be able to understand this person's nature better."

Huang Yan said: "The Murong family's information about him should be reliable."

Yingqing just drank tea and listened to the judgment of his two apprentices, Huang Yan suddenly turned to Yingqing and said, "Master, I'll go back to Jinling Pavilion first, and then check for any clues."

Yingqing agreed: "Go."

Huang Yan turned around and left, Zhu Yanfeng escorted him out to the porch, and said to him: "After retiring, what are your plans?"

Just after receiving his own oiled paper umbrella presented by the attendant, Huang Yan replied to Zhu Yanfeng: "What else can I do after retiring from work, of course it is to solve the problem of hunger." After thinking about it, he smiled slightly: "You suddenly asked me that? , do you have an idea?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Gonghe said that he wanted to eat barbecue and drink fine wine at Ziyanzhai."

Huang Yan couldn't help but said: "It was his idea? Where did he get good meat?"

Zhu Yanfeng said: "If you come too, I will help Junior Brother Kui and let you know when the time comes."

Huang Yan reminded: "You know what kind of wine I like to drink."

Zhu Yanfeng agreed: "I won't let you down."

Huang Yan turned sideways, held the umbrella handle firmly with one hand, and opened the umbrella cover with the other hand, looked sideways at Zhu Yanfeng, and said, "If I'm extremely hungry, I won't wait for anyone, so, you understand." Umbrella, walked into the hazy rain curtain.

Zhu Yanfeng took a step forward, stood by the pillar, and watched Huang Yan's receding figure straight away. He would spend his whole life looking at this beautiful figure of Qingyu who seemed to be out of the world, but he couldn't get enough of it.