When Lin Ye and the others were rushing to the road, the capital was filled with lively scenes. Good news came from the northwest. The Song army led by Cao Wei defeated Tubo in Sandu Valley. The battle between the two sides was with 30,000 people. The Song army only killed 67 people, injured more than 100 people, seized more than 33,000 livestock, clothes, utensils, etc. The official newspaper wrote: "Terming north for twenty miles, beheading or more than 1, capturing seven people, capturing horses, cattle, mixed animals, clothes, and utensils."

The Song Dynasty had not achieved such a victory for too long. This victory not only brought back Qingtang, but also guaranteed the Ma Yuan of the Song army, but also made Tubo in the northwest unable to harass the border of the Song Dynasty for at least ten years from now on. At this moment, Cao Wei was on his way back to Beijing, but the people of Bianliang were caring all night. In the brothel, poems about the praises of victory were constantly spread.

Shuhao came back in the middle of the night, and the light in his senior sister's room was still on. The young master seemed to have already slept. He thought it would be better to discuss with the young master now.

He gently pushed open the door and just reached in. A strong wind slid past his head. Shuhao subconsciously shrank his neck and inserted a dagger into the wooden door with a slash. His remaining strength had not subsided, and his tail was still swaying.

"go out!"

Fang Shuhao shook his body and slowly retreated. He closed the door gently. Lin Ye stretched out half of his body to the corridor and looked at him with a smile. Oh! Fortunately, there was a sucker.

"What's wrong with her senior sister?" Shu Hao looked confused. He had just been out for a few hours, and this woman's mood changed so fast!

"It's nothing, she just knew about the 'Cat Fighting Prince', and it will be fine in two days." Lin Ye said calmly, and was deeply despised by someone. He said it lightly. How could this happen in two days? I almost lost my life!

Shuhao could only laugh bitterly and took a sip of tea.

"Are there any problems with those two?"

"Well, I chased Xiangyang, and I really ran into them halfway. Both of them were thieves from Yingshan. Their leader named Lu Fang, who used a Fangtian Painting Gallow, with about two hundred people. Both of them had been dealt with. It is safe for the time being."

"Are there so many people? It seems like you are going to take a detour." Lin Ye looked a little troublesome. If you take a detour, it would not only take a few more days, but you can't rest for the time being.

"Actually, as long as the young master waits for a day, I will have a way to let the convoy pass through the Weiying Mountain safely."

"No need, you set a detour route and collect information on the road at the same time, so as not to fall into such an embarrassing situation again." He naturally believed in Shuhao's words. The people who killed stars not only had their own unique understanding of themselves and life. Two hundred people, without protecting people, killing through them is only the length of time, not to mention that they are just ordinary thieves. Once more people die, the spread of fear cannot be stopped.

The simpler method is to directly poison the water source they use. As long as half of the people are poisoned, the same effect can be achieved. Mr. Zhou followed Elder Shangguan for a day, and Fang Shuhao had no reason not to learn two moves.

"Okay! Then I'll contact you."

"No need. When you set out tomorrow morning, just walk ahead and don't go with us. Go and rest first!" It would be best if you can get news one step early, but there seems to be no need for hidden dangers in the dark.

"yes!"

At dawn, when the sun pierced the clouds in the sky, Xiao Qiao woke up. After turning left and right on the bed, she made sure she couldn't sleep. She got up and washed up with the cold water on the shelf.

The first floor lobby was empty, and the dim light made people feel gloomy. The other doors were tightly closed. Xiao Qiao tiptoed, stepped out gently, then gently closed up, went downstairs, and opened the inn gate, but saw the person he least wanted to see.

Lin Ye took a bench and sat under the awning outside the inn. The fog was filled with special moisture and coolness. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, but he put a pot of tea next to him, just like that he was about to sit till the end of his life.

Lin Ye just glanced at her, put her cup back on the tray, took a new one, poured tea, and knew that it was useless to hide, so he sat behavedly beside him.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?" Putting the small open cup into her hand might dispel the chill of the morning.

"I can't sleep." If she were normal, she would have had a lot of things, but now she couldn't get up at the right time and didn't even want to speak.

Silence, long-lasting silence...

"Would you like to listen to me talking?" Lin Ye looked straight ahead and took a sip of the tea in the cup. Xiao Qiao just raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.

"We seem to have been separated for too long, so long that it seems that I feel a little strange to Xiao Qiao."

No, nothing is wrong. Brother, don’t think about it. She frowned but didn’t speak.

"Every time I get your news from the spy, Su Xiaoqiao goes deep into the hinterland of a certain country and assassinates a certain minister. This kind of news can be heard almost every year. What I fear most is that when I ask them about you, they have no news yet."

Lin Ye cursed himself at the corner of his mouth, which made her feel distressed.

"I promised the two elders to protect you for life. How could my weak sister take a sword and kill people? So, I no longer want to live such a worried life, so I didn't discuss it with you and made a decision privately."

Lin Ye lowered his head and looked at her, but he did not see the word "Touched".

"Then you can't do this." Without any emotion, without any joy or anger, without any grievance or sorrow, it's like just a fact being stated.

"sorry!"

Xiao Qiao ignored him, stuffed the cup into his hand, and got up and went into the inn.

"How long are you going to squat in the corner?" Lin Ye had just been frustrated, his tone as cold as ice.

"Young Master!" Fang Shuhao jumped out with a smile on his face. I don't know how long it had been hidden there, but Lin Ye just noticed it.

"That! I still have something to do, so let's take a step first." He walked around Lin Ye, led a horse from the backyard, and disappeared on the trail at the speed of running for life.

On the second floor of the inn, it was Lin Ye's room. Xiao Qiao was spread on the bed, blushing slightly, and felt a mess in his mind. What should I do?
Chapter completed!