Wei Pingsheng originally thought that the arrow was just someone who wanted to shoot him, but it was not successful. But after a closer look, he found that there was a piece of letter paper hanging on the arrow, which made Wei Pingsheng realize what was even more unusual.

He looked solemn, and he tried hard to pull out the arrow and spread the letter paper.

Not knowing what was said on the letter paper, Wei Pingsheng's face was shrouded in the night, and it seemed to be light and dark.

"Brother!! Why are you still in a state of silence at this time? Think about a solution, I don't want to die!" Wei Yinyu saw that Wei Pingsheng was still intent on reading the letter when life and death were at stake, and he grabbed Wei Pingsheng's sleeve in anger.

a long time,

Wei Pingsheng suddenly laughed, he raised his head and said to Wei Yinyu seriously: "It's okay."

"We're fine."

Wei Pingsheng pursed his lips, his expression showed some obscureness. He slowly tore the letter apart in Wei Yinyu's shocked expression. He threw it out of the car until it was broken and could not see any font. He was soon swept up by the night wind and soared straight into the Ninth Heaven.

The sound of sword lights and swords colliding in the deep forest gradually disappeared, and finally returned to calm, leaving only a cruel scene like a river of blood.

"Are you okay?" A gentle and concerned voice came from outside.

Wei Pingsheng's eyes and eyes were solemn, throwing the arrow into an inconspicuous place, and walking out of the carriage with Wei Yinyu's hand.

A perfectly consistent picture.

Wei Pingsheng's eyes swept through every corner of the scene inch by inch. The corpse was still in the wild, and his face remained unchanged. He looked directly at the man in brocade robe standing not far away with his sword, bowed and said loudly: "Thank you, young master, for saving your life!"

Mo Yelei's handsome face was filled with a gentle smile, and he quickly walked forward, and took the initiative to reach out and held Wei Pingsheng: "I happened to pass by, and it was a simple task, and I had no mention."

Wei Pingsheng lowered his head, and the expression in his eyes was invisible.

A country's prince,

Did you happen to pass by the wilderness of the Yangyan Trail?

That's a coincidence.

Wei Yinyu stood there timidly, with a look of horror on her face, and she looked at the scene around her in fear.

"Is this Mr. Wei's sister? She is so beautiful." Mo Yelei praised without hesitation.

Wei Yinyu blushed quietly and said softly: "Young Master is over."

But Wei Pingsheng looked at Mo Yelei without blinking.

Seeing this, Mo Yelei said cheerfully: "I have heard of Mr. Wei's name for a long time. According to someone in South Korea, the eldest son of the Wei family is unparalleled in talent and extraordinary in strategy, and is able to take on a great task."

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Wei here today. It's really fate."

What Mo Yelei said is half true and half false, but it has more credibility.

"Mr. Wei is going to go to Beijing?"

Wei Pingsheng looked calm and bowed: "That's right."

"If Mr. Wei doesn't dislike him, why not go back to the East Palace with this prince?" Mo Yelei smiled and asked: "I have heard of Mr. Wei's name for a long time."

"Caomin cannot afford to be the prince's praise." Wei Pingsheng said seriously and said in a deep thought: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint the prince. Caomin already has a residence in the capital. If he has the chance in the future, he will definitely visit the East Palace in person!"

Wei Yinyu next to him was a little incredible.

Grandpa, prince?!

She stamped her feet, anxious, but she didn't dare to speak at this time.

Why refuse?

How could I disagree with the invitation from the prince!!

Seeing Wei Pingsheng's unscathing attitude of being favored and humiliated, Mo Yelei's eyes flashed with a dark look, but his expression remained unchanged, and he still smiled: "So that's it...why might you go back to Beijing together?"

If the crown prince of a country invites him like this, he will be ungrateful and there is also a life-saving grace here.

So Wei Pingsheng agreed readily this time.

After the group left,

The corpses were everywhere, and they still existed silently in the middle of the night. The cold wind blew, and the strong smell of blood remained in the air, adding a bit of sadness and loneliness.

The imperial power is chaotic.

Human life,

It's so worthless.

On an ancient tree not far away, a tall and mighty figure finally jumped off the tree. The branches and leaves of the ancient tree swayed and rustled, and a few leaves fell on his arrow.

The outline of his appearance could not be seen clearly in the darkness. He saw a cold bow and arrow in his lower right hand, showing a cold light in the night. He patroled his eyes, tapped his toes, and quickly disappeared from the spot as he used his light skills.

In Kyoto,

The night shift was heard, and the updater walked alleys and stopped moving.

And in the palace of King Jin,

late at night,

The study room is still brightly lit.

The night breeze gently brings out the faint and pleasant fragrance of gardenia flowers, and floats in silently through the window.

Black and white pieces crisscrossed, and at first glance, next to the chess game that seemed almost dead, a figure leaned lazily on the chair. The cloud-patterned black sleeves hung loosely on the wrist. The vaguely exposed part of the wrist bones was beautiful and delicate, and the ice-thick black sleeves made the skin look very white.

The atmosphere in the study room is very quiet.

Chu Qing and Zhengqing were sitting on the seat at the bottom left of the table, leisurely enjoying a cup of tea.

But Chu Qi stood in the dark, holding the sword silently.

The atmosphere in the entire study showed a subtle silence, and the needles could be heard.

But everyone present has become accustomed to such quietness and adapted.

Just then,

A subtle sound of pushing the door,

Break a room of silence.

A tall and tall figure slowly appeared. It was just in the wilderness, and it was dark and late at night. I couldn't see the man's appearance. Now, in a warm orange halo, the man's face was clearly reflected.

He was a little rough, with his sword eyebrows entering his temples and his nose bridge high. There was a vicious aura that had been revealed in the battlefield for a long time. He was very handsome.

"Sir." After Wei Xinglie came back, he bent down and bowed to the figure on the main seat.

A low magnetic and pleasant syllable sounded, "Yeah."

When Chu Qing and his eyes lit up slightly when they saw the visitor, they immediately smiled happily, "My Lord Run is here at night, but I am just waiting for you Xiao Lielie! I have been waiting for your good news..." While saying that, Chu Qing and his personal cup of tea for Wei Xinglie, walked forward with a gentle smile and brought it to Wei Xinglie, "Come on, drink tea! Drink tea!"

Wei Xinglie was covered in black thread and had goose bumps all over the floor.

He was a mighty general who fought on the battlefield, but was called Xiao Lielie by a man. If someone heard of him, how could he have the face?!

Although this is not the first time, Wei Xinglie still couldn't adapt.

Looking at the slightly rippling cup of tea again, Wei Xinglie's mouth twitched for a moment, and refused, "No need, I'm not thirsty."

He dared not drink the things handed over by the world-famous ghost doctor.
Chapter completed!