Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

The carriage drove all the way to Anyi Square, Yan Heng and Xie Wuqiu got out of the car, flashed into the alley, and headed towards Wenyu Tower.

The right and wrong song greeted Yan Heng's return.

In fact, Yan Heng didn't know how to face Feige, so he didn't go back to the twelfth floor immediately after returning to Luocheng.Feige should already know about the things in the south, but he probably doesn't know the details of Liushang and Tongque falling into the river.

Yan Heng didn't know how to tell him, so he kept avoiding it.

When answering questions about Yulou, Feige came out to greet him in person.He saw Yan Heng following Xie Wuqiu, his eyes flickered for a while, and said to him: "You are loyal."

Yan Heng always felt that Feige's state looked different from before.

He wanted to avoid the topic of Liushang and Tongque, so he crossed the main hall and wanted to go to the inner courtyard, but Feige stopped him.

"Young master." Feige said.

Feige seldom called Yan Heng that way, because Feige had higher seniority than other dead soldiers, and he had always followed Yan Shouwei. He treated Yan Heng like a junior, but today he suddenly called Yan Heng so formally.

Yan Heng turned his head to look at him.

Feige's face was as calm as usual, but his voice was inexplicably more forceful: "This subordinate doesn't know that you've exhausted all your tricks, and in the end, it's for the court? Or... for the Eastern Wei?"

That was the tone of blame.

Yan Heng was a little dazed.He did everything without thinking about who he needed to explain to. The five dead men were his dead men, and he never thought that some of these people would be dissatisfied with his actions.But before there was Miaowu Yeyin's betrayal, and later there was Liuzhang's accusation. Today, he doesn't know which side is right or wrong, let alone Feige's attitude.

Yan Heng stood still and didn't speak. Feige didn't ask the question to the end, but changed a question that shocked Yan Heng even more:

"What about the Flying Flower Order?"

Yan Heng turned around slowly and looked at him: "Feige...?"

"The flying flower orders of Tongque and Liushang are with you. Including the two in Tongque's hands, Yeyin and Miaowu, there are six in total." Feige said quietly with his hands behind his back.

The atmosphere started to go wrong.

Xie Wuqiu looked at Yan Heng, then at Feige, and moved his hands to his waist without leaving a trace.This is also the reason why he has been unwilling to let Yan Heng go back to the twelfth floor. The movement in the south is not small, and it is not caused by headless flies like Liangyu Building and Weiyu Building. It shows that there is still a person who controls the power in the dark Operation, who else is this person besides Yan Heng, it is easy to find out through exclusion.

He doesn't have so much trust in these so-called dead men like Yan Heng, and he has only learned one thing in these years, that is, the most trustworthy person is always himself.The balance of the five dead men is being broken little by little. If Feige is an ambitious person, this time, he will definitely not be willing to submit to others.

These things are easy to think about, but because Yan Heng never thinks about them.

Now it seems that Xie Wuqiu's guess is right, the non-singer holding the other six flying flower tokens is equivalent to controlling half of the twelfth floor, he seems not to want to hide his ambition.

But Yan Heng was still shocked: "Feige... what do you mean?"

Feige said lightly: "Xiaoheng, I think you really don't have a plan for the future of the twelfth floor. If that's the case, you might as well leave it to me."

Yan Heng laughed back angrily: "Then what's your plan, let me hear it?"

Xie Wuqiu suddenly took half a step forward to stand in front of Yan Heng, looked at Feige defensively, and said to Yan Heng at the same time: "Lord Yan, can't you see it? The movement in the south was ordered by someone."

In fact, it's not that Yan Heng didn't think about it, it's just that the thought was suppressed by himself.He told Xie Wuqiu a long time ago that he was not sure whether Feige would always support all his decisions, because Feige belonged to his father, and what his father wanted to do before his death was completely opposite to that of Yan Heng. Shouwei wished that the world would be more chaotic, wealth and wealth are in danger, what he wants is not only to dominate the martial arts world, but even greater power.Maybe Feige also had the same thoughts when he followed his father?If he, Yan Heng, is an equally ambitious landlord, then he will still treat him as Yan Shouwei's son, as a young landlord to assist him. If one day this ambition is not what it is... Then he will come by himself?

Feige faced Yan Heng's questioning eyes, but did not explain a word. He looked at Xie Wuqiu: "Feihualing, is it on you or on him?"

This sentence was like a code, the moment Feige said it, outside the door, disciples from the twelfth floor rushed in and surrounded Yan Heng and Xie Wuqiu.

Yan Heng finally realized clearly that the so-called twelfth floor of the Yan family only recognizes power.

"Feige, do you really want to do this?" Yan Heng asked seriously.

"Where's Feihualing?" Feige asked again.

Yan Heng clenched his fists.It is absolutely impossible for him to tell Feige that the Feihua order has been handed over to Wang Youan.As long as Feige understands that he still has half of the power in his hands, he won't dare to go too far, and they still have room to fight against each other.

He couldn't let Fei Song Nan merge those anti-thief forces and help Zhang Juan to split the Eastern Wei Dynasty.

Yan Heng had no choice but to put on a confident look, and shouted to everyone: "You want to fight me, the landlord?!"

The disciples of Wen Yulou did hesitate, they looked at each other in blank dismay, they dared not take a step forward, but they also dared not step back.

Feige was also a little hesitant due to the fact that he didn't get the six flying flower tokens.

When Yan Heng yelled, only Xie Wuqiu could tell that he was bluffing.Yan Heng is a person who can do it first and then talk if he has a way. If he can fight against Feige, he won't be in such a stalemate now.The more Xie Wuqiu thought about it, the more sinking he was, he had already guessed the whereabouts of those six flying flower tokens.

For a moment, he also hated Yan Heng so much.This person really has no plans for himself!Even he will suffer.

Xie Wuqiu suddenly withdrew his kiss neck from his waist, swinging his sword wave, and knocked back a group of people. He took the opportunity to grab Yan Heng, used his lightness kung fu to step forward, and ran towards the outside of Wenyu Building.

Yan Heng also judged the same direction as Xie Wuqiu at the moment Xie Wuqiu made a move. He held Xie Wuqiu's extended hand tightly and ran out without looking back.

At that moment, his heart was somewhat desolate and ironic.

Xie Wuqiu drew his sword too fast, and everyone was afraid of him, so the first reaction was to retreat first, thus giving them a chance to distance themselves, and Feige gave orders in a low voice to chase after him.

The two ran out of the Wenyu Tower, and ran to Anyifang along the alley where they came. The carriage given to them by Pinghuyue was still parked there. In order to deceive others, the man did not leave immediately after they got off the carriage.The coachman was squatting on the side of the road to rest, but he was very surprised to see the two of them going back and forth.

Yan Heng turned over quickly and got into the car, while Xie Wuqiu got on the horse and pushed the driver who was coming over: "Get out of the way!"

As soon as he whipped it down, the horse raised its head and neighed, then ran away.Yan Heng opened the curtain and said to the stunned coachman who was left behind, "I'm sorry! Tell your master, I will pay him the car again in the future!"

Xie Wuqiu sighed in front: "When are you still thinking about losing money? Where are you going now?"

Yan Heng took a deep breath and said firmly, "Go north! Go to... Mohe!"

Xie Wuqiu was shocked. He originally thought that what Yan Heng said about going north was just going north, and the farthest he could hide was Tongguan or Chang'an, but he didn't expect that he even wanted to go all the way to the northwest, to Mohe? !

Knowing the doubts in his heart, Yan Heng explained behind him: "The matter has come to this point, and we can only rely on ourselves from now on. There is one thing that we don't need to hide from you now. The last puzzle of the golden hazel song is hidden in Mobei. This time we will not Lie to you."

Xie Wuqiu was silent for a moment, and said angrily: "What does it depend on 'us'? It depends on you, right?! I am very innocent. What does it have to do with me if you turned the twelfth floor upside down!"

Yan Heng smiled: "It's late. We are already grasshoppers on the same rope. Even if you don't follow me anymore, you will be pointed out wherever you go in the future. Are you a genius who stumbled together?" Yan Heng imitated the tone of those people, and first made fun of himself.

"And Feige won't let you go. If he wants to take care of the south, he won't be able to divide his troops to go north. It's safest to go northwest with me."

Xie Wuqiu snorted: "Understood."

The witch hazel... was also his target.

Xie Wuqiu thought for a while, then sighed and said: "You are really a down and out landlord. You have been chased and killed time and time again. The righteous way of martial arts, the Guangling Army, and now even the members of the 'Devil Cult' are going to hunt and kill you. It is nothing to follow you." Good thing."

Yan Heng smiled and said, "Aren't you too? Let's laugh at fifty steps."

"Can it be the same? My name has been rectified long ago, but your name is getting more and more stinky."

"I don't even think about who helped you rectify your name?"

"I won't be grateful to you. I followed you for the witch hazel."

"I know."

Yan Heng pressed the corner of his upturned mouth, thinking, thank you anyway.

***

The two traveled northwest all the way. On the way, they changed six horses and two carts, slept in the open air, waded through mountains and rivers, and finally got rid of the relentless pursuers.

They went to a small town called Qinzhou in the north, changed their outfits, sold the carriage and switched to walking.They have reached the border of Mobei, and they heard that horse bandits are prevalent nearby, and continuing to drive will easily lead to trouble.

The two entered the leisurely town, slowed down the tension, and walked casually in the market. This is Xie Wuqiu's half hometown. Along the way, Xie Wuqiu talked to Yan Heng about the customs of Mohe. When he came to Qinzhou, Yan Heng felt that he could immediately do as the Romans do.

But at the market, Yan Heng looked back frequently, and his expression, which had been relaxed for a moment, sank again.Xie Wuqiu also glanced back, and whispered beside him: "You also found out?"

There are also two killers who haven't gotten rid of them, and they followed them all the way to Mobei.

Feige is determined not to let Yan Heng go this time. After all, he has six flying flower tokens in his hand, which are extremely important things to him.

"There should be only two people," Yan Heng said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid to make a move, but the other party probably doesn't want to make a move, just want to confirm our whereabouts."

Xie Wuqiu nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, after telling the border of Mobei, are you still afraid of being followed? I have been to this town before, and I know it very well. Look at it, and I will easily get rid of them later."

He suddenly grabbed Yan Heng's hand and got into a shop, walked around the lobby, entered the backyard openly, and slipped through a low door into another alley. There were also many pedestrians in the alley. Walk.The road here is not as square as Luocheng, but winding and criss-crossing. Yan Heng had to follow Xie Wuqiu closely without daring to fall. If the two of them hadn't held hands tightly, he would have been dazzled. lost way.

Xie Wuqiu led him around for quite a while, and finally stopped at a noodle shop. Looking back, there was a huge crowd, and the two killers must have been dumbfounded in the crowd.

Xie Wuqiu smiled triumphantly, then pointed at the signboard in front of him, and said with nostalgia: "I didn't expect this old shop to still be open. His scallion noodles are delicious. Let's go, I'll take you to try it."

Xie Wuqiu dragged Yan Heng into the noodle shop, chose a quiet place to sit down, ordered two bowls of noodles, two taels of beef, one catty of wine and three dishes of side dishes. After he announced the name of the dishes, Yan Heng stared at him: "You A starving ghost reincarnated?"

"After driving for so long, why don't you have a good meal? Are you hungry?" Xie Wuqiu glanced at Yan Heng up and down, "If you're not hungry, eat more, make yourself fatter and look better."

"Oh, do you like plump ones?" Yan Heng took out a cloth and wiped his hands, and asked casually.

Xie Wuqiu propped his elbows on the table, tilted his head and admired Yan Heng seriously.As soon as Yan Heng raised his head, he was flabbergasted by his eyes: "What are you thinking again?"

"Well... each has its own charm," Xie Wuqiu licked his lips, "I like them all."

He obviously didn't say who it was, but Yan Heng was still uncomfortable with his blunt eyes, and looked away in a panic, pretending to be indifferent.

A cunning flashed in Xie Wuqiu's eyes, he suddenly got up and said to rush for a drink, and then ran to the counter.

He asked the shopkeeper in a low voice, "What is the strongest wine you have?" He tapped Yan Heng's table with his chin, "Send it to us. But," he pointed to a jug of sake displayed in the cabinet behind the shopkeeper, "Replace it with that pot."

The shopkeeper listened expressionlessly, looked at the table he was pointing to, then looked at him with meaningful eyes, lowered his head and tried to make some calculations: "Okay."