Immortals come on the moon

"Xiaozhuang, you rest in the inn. Meng Qi and I will go and check the situation and we will be back soon."

Zhuang Li didn't follow him, "I'll go with you."

"The place we don't choose is to look at the corpses of those disciples."

Zhuang Li: "I want to protect you."

Meng Qi rubbed his arms, "Little Zhuangzi, have you seen the maltose outside? You are clingier than maltose."

Zhuang Li remained expressionless and ignored Meng Qi.

"Then the three of us will go together." Song Minhuan wanted to laugh a little, seeing that Zhuang Li didn't want to stay, he didn't force him, and took the two of them out together.

After going out, Song Minhuan said to the two of them: "Let's go see Night Flower Girl first, that Night Flower Girl fought with us, Zhuang Li and I can recognize if it's her."

Meng Qi thought about it: "Night Flower Girl is now watched by people from Shangjing. If we want to enter, I'm afraid we have to go to Xu Wanqin."

"We can't go to him," Song Minhuan now suspects that Night Flower Girl is Xu Wanqin, "We'll find a way to sneak in."

Not doubting, he was almost certain.

The prison where Night Flower Girl was held was in the north of the city, and there were many monks with high cultivation levels. It might not be so easy for them to get in.

"Or go to Senior Brother Lan Su, he might be able to take us in."

Song Minhuan wanted to see if he could sense Lan Su's location, which was two streets away, maybe he could really do it.

He has just realized the way of swordsmanship, and now he is very curious about all the movements in the surrounding streets, and his thoughts can automatically go to the place he wants to go, helping him spy on the people and things he is interested in.

A master blacksmith on the street in the distance puts wrought iron in the smelting pool, and sparks splash out a little.Vendors on the side of the road were yelling to sell things. The red bean cake fell on the ground, was picked up by the vendor and put back in the wooden box, and two or three immortal cultivating disciples were discussing interesting things in their sect, as well as the pedestrians coming and going...

Song Minhuan saw Senior Brother Lan Su, Lan Su seemed to sense something, and looked in his direction across two streets.

Such a strong perception!

Song Minhuan quickly withdrew his prying consciousness, and said to Meng Qizhuang: "Senior Brother Lan Su is nearby, let's go and ask him if there is anything we can do."

In fact, I also want to explain that it was him who was spying just now, and he is still not good at using his spiritual sense to spy far away. He also understood just now that if he is discovered by the other party during the spying process, he may be tracked to the location, or even spy back.

"Senior brother Lan Su? It's okay to ask," Meng Qi, "It would be great if brother Lan Su followed us. I heard that the missions of the team that brother Lan Su followed have all completed."

"Xianjun is always invisible, and he is too strict with us."

Song Minhuan didn't know what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't look at Senior Brother Lan Su who doesn't care about you, if you go to the gambling house, he will still report to Head Meng."

Lan Su is Meng Yujin's first disciple, and also their eldest brother of the Tianxue Sect. They are very popular in their Tianxue Sect.

Nothing else, Senior Brother Lan Su can be called a perfect model senior senior brother, with strong strength, good temper, elegant appearance and pleasing to the eye, not rigid at all.She sheltered and indulged the disciples of their Tianxue Sect. On weekdays, they made small mistakes, and Lan Su would help them stop them and prevent them from being punished.

Meng Qi stayed under Shen Yingxue's nose, even if Shen Yingxue was not there, she would not dare to go to the taverns and gambling houses she usually went to.Moreover, Shen Yingxue's requirements are relatively strict, and she doesn't help them much when doing tasks, at most she can raise a few points.

"When did I want to go to the casino?" Meng Qi said, "Shanshan, don't talk nonsense."

She really doesn't have time to go recently, she goes to Hua Chongjin's place every day.

"Xiaozhuang, have you been in the inn these two days?"

Zhuang Li said "Yes", and followed him not far or near, "I even went to the previous dungeon."

"The inside was set on fire. Most of the guards died. Those who survived were imprisoned. Only Xu Wanqin came out."

"Xu Wanqin is very problematic." Song Minhuan patted Zhuang Li's shoulder, "Are you sleepy? Next time, you don't have to watch over the bed, brother won't wake up."

He looked a little funny when he saw Zhuang Li holding on, "Let's go there quickly, and we'll go back to the inn for Xiao Zhuang to rest."

The three of them crossed the street and happened to meet Lan Su and his group.

Lan Su's expression was not surprised, "Where are the three of you going? How is Xianjun recently?"

"Everything is fine, Master. We went out to find out some news."

"It's good to be safe," Lan Su looked at Meng Qi, "Your junior brother and others miss you very much. If you complete the task, you can go back to our inn first."

Meng Qi smiled and said, "I miss them too, and I'll go back when I'm done."

"Xiao Zhuang's complexion doesn't look very good, did he not sleep well recently?"

Zhuang Li also had a good sense of Lan Su, he was not so perfunctory, and nodded slightly as an answer.

"It's important for you to pay attention to your body on a daily basis, but you can't work too hard, and don't lose the big because of small things."

"We know that Senior Brother Lan Su is the same, don't worry about your juniors all day long, and pay more attention to your body."

"The mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter," Lan Su said, "Speaking of which, Meng Qi, next time you break the door rules, you will still be punished."

Meng Qi smiled, "I know."

"Brother Lan Su," Song Minhuan said again, "It was me just now."

Lan Su looked at him quietly for a while, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, "It was your divine sense just now? Have you realized the way of the sword?"

A group of disciples were also a little surprised, with envy and joy in their eyes, they asked Song Minhuan, "Is it true? No one in our class has yet realized the way of swordsmanship, and you are the first!"

"How did you realize it? Brother Min Huan, can you tell us the secret?"

Song Minhuan recalled that he had received Xu Wanqin's slap and realized it naturally when his life was in danger. What was he thinking at that time?

He thought that Zhuang Li was still waiting for him to rescue, there were still many disciples trapped in the dungeon, he couldn't stay there, and the truth was waiting for him to find out... He didn't seem to think about anything.

Moreover, Xu Wanqin's tone at that time was very unbeatable, with a high-ranking look, he was very angry at the time, and he didn't know where the strength came from. His mind was so hot that he only wanted to defeat Xu Wanqin.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and left without fighting Xu Wanqin, otherwise Zhuang Li would have had to collect his body.

"At that time, I thought about protecting Xiaozhuang, so I realized it naturally. In fact, I don't know much about it."

Song Minhuan found the closest one, the kendo inspired by protecting the injured junior, and called it the word "guard".

"Really? What's the situation? Your life is in danger?"

Zhuang Li was slightly startled when he heard the words, his eyes fell on the young man beside him, the young man seemed to smile, and replied, "Of course his life is in danger, not only that, but the enemy is also very powerful."

"The Immortal Lord must be very happy for you." Lan Su took a deep look at Song Minhuan, "In the future, before you learn to control your spiritual consciousness, don't casually inquire about monks who don't know how to cultivate. You may be backlashed."

Song Minhuan nodded, "I wrote it down, I was also a little curious just now, I didn't mean to spy on Senior Brother Lan Su."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lan Su, for reminding me."

Lan Su: "It's okay, what news are you going to investigate?"

"We just came here to inquire about Senior Brother Lan Su," Meng Qi, "Does Senior Brother Lan Su know of any way for us to sneak into the imperial prison in the north of the city?"

Lan Su looked around, weaved an enchantment invisible, and asked them, "Are you going to the prison in the north of the city?"

"We are not here to make trouble, but to confirm one thing. There are many monks there, and it is not easy for the three of us to get in."

"There is no way," Lan Su said, "but I will report this matter to Xianjun, and if Xianjun agrees, I will take you in."

Song Minhuan had a discussion with Meng Qizhuangli after hearing the words, and he felt that Shen Yingxue would definitely agree, and finally all three of them agreed.

"Master is not in the inn, we can't send him a sound transmission, please trouble Brother Lan Su."

Brother Lan Su's cultivation is higher than theirs, and he can transmit voices thousands of miles away. He has now realized the way of swordsmanship. If he can control his spiritual consciousness well, can he also transmit voices to Shen Yingxue at any time?

Song Minhuan was thinking like this, and noticed that Zhuang Li on the side had been watching him since just now, he turned sideways and pulled off Zhuang Li's sleeve, and sent a message to Zhuang Li.

"Xiao Zhuang, what I said just now was to lie to them. In fact, I don't know how I realized the way of the sword. Don't believe it."

He was afraid that Zhuang Li would take it seriously, and then this kid would think too much and put pressure on himself, fearing that he would become Zhuang Li's burden.

The corners of Zhuang Li's lips seemed to twitch slightly, and he said indifferently, "Only fools will believe it."

Song Minhuan, who pretends to be affectionate: "..."

Lan Su seemed to have contacted Shen Yingxue, said a few words in a low voice, then glanced at them, and responded a few times.

Meng Qi: "Senior brother, what did Xian Jun say?"

"Xianjun agreed, let's go, I will take you there now."

Lan Su asked the remaining disciples to go back first, and took the three of them to the prison in the north of the city.

"There are people from Shangjing guarding here now. Let's ask if we can go in first, and if we can't, we can think of a way."

They are the disciples of Tian Xuezong, and he and Meng Qi Zhuangli don't wear lotus-patterned robes outside on weekdays, so few people notice them.

After all, Tianxuezong is the leader of the immortal sect, if Lan Su were to come forward and ask to be sent to prison, normally the higher up would not embarrass them.

"It's just that I don't know who the person sent by Shangjing is now. If there is any grudge against us, it's hard to say."

Lan Su also said this casually, meaning that he has no enmity with them and will definitely let them in.

But on this day, the luck of the three of them was obviously not very good.

The guards in the prison sent someone to call their lords, and just after the "Master Xu" came out, Song Minhuan thought to himself, could it be such a coincidence?

Is it really such a coincidence that there are two Master Xus in Shangjing?

The answer, of course, is unlikely.

Xu Wanqin came out of the imperial prison. He was dressed in a black robe and had a long body. The sword in his hand was as cold as iron, and the corners of his lips were curved.

That pair of dark dark eyes had the calmness and indifference that didn't fit a teenager, Xu Wanqin's gaze swept across Lan Su's group...and finally fell on Song Minhuan.

Seeing this, Song Minhuan felt his right shoulder began to ache again. He remembered the silver needle pierced into his shoulder, met Xu Wanqin's gaze, and slightly clenched the sword in his hand.

Meng Qi also knew what happened to them before, so he glanced at Lan Su and said, "Brother Lan Su, I didn't know you still have the power of speech."

Say it right.

Lan Su didn't know, so he said to Xu Wanqin: "Master Xu, I am ordered by the Immortal Lord to visit the prisoners in the imperial prison. This is the token for the few of us."

A few tokens specially made by Tianxuezong have red lotus patterns on them, like blossoms shining brightly in the snow.

Song Minhuan had given up hope, he was still thinking about how to lure Xu Wanqin away, and what happened next surprised him.

"Everyone follow me in."

Xu Wanqin glanced at the token and led them the way ahead.

"The visiting time is only a quarter of an hour, and our people will watch over the process."

Song Minhuan deliberately distanced himself from Xu Wanqin, and the moment he stepped into the imperial prison, a voice transmission came from his ear.

"Are you afraid of me?"

He raised his head to hear the familiar voice, and Xu Wanqin just turned his head, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Before Song Minhuan could react, Zhuang Li grabbed him and pulled him behind him.

A shadow fell in front of him, Zhuang Li turned his back to him, and his breath became extremely cold.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-2422:59:03~2021-03-2510:39:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: I don’t want to write calligraphy;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：十万里灯火.36瓶；海晏河清24瓶；pupil、既墨镜瑜20瓶；昵称10瓶；岁晏、每天都想磕甜甜5瓶；清阳晚照1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!