Chapter 411

"What's up, brother Ning?"

Yang Xuan is setting up a tent for himself and Yu Qingcheng, clapping his hands and coming to Ning Zifeng.

The expression on Ning Zifeng's face was a little strange. He took Yang Xuan and went out. Yang Xuan hurriedly turned back and shouted, "Qingcheng, wait for me for a while!"

When he came to a place where the torch could not be seen, Ning Zifeng stopped.

"Brother Yang, we went together before. How did my brother treat you along the way?"

"Very good. Brother Lao Ning took care of me. I was in danger later, thanks to brother Lao Ning."

"So we're brothers, aren't we?"

Ning Zifeng said, looking forward to the light in his eyes. Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Ning has something to do, but it doesn't hurt to say. If you can help, you will help."

"Well, you said you were going to lodu. How about taking this letter for me?"

Ning Zifeng took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Yang Xuan. On it was written Miss Liu's kiss.

I don't know which girl moved Ning Zifeng. Yang Xuan smiled and put the letter away.

"Brother Ning, which Liu girl is this? I'll go to find her then."

"In Luodu City, Honglian square."

"Red Lotus Square?"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment and said in his heart, why is it so like the name of chunlou?

Seeing the slight change in the expression on Yang Xuan's face, Ning Zifeng guessed his idea. At that time, he slapped Yang Xuan's head: "what are you thinking? This is the institution of the imperial court!"

"What's the name of the imperial court?"

"This was the house of internal affairs of the former dynasty. Later, it was changed into a weaving workshop. Miss Liu is the owner of Honglian workshop."

Yang Xuan nodded and put the envelope away properly. He was still puzzled.

"Isn't brother Ning going through Luodu, too? Why don't you send it by yourself?"

"Alas, it's hard to say... Brother Yang, do you remember what I told you before that I made a little trouble?"

It turned out that because of this girl Liu, countless stories of infatuated men and women suddenly appeared in Yang Xuan's mind. He sighed silently. Since ancient times, heroes have been angry for beauty.

Ning Zifeng didn't know what Yang Xuan was thinking. After sighing, he turned and left. Yang Xuan followed him back to his camp.

One night without a word, Yang Xuan just shared a room with Yu Qingcheng so close and felt her weak breath. Yang Xuan didn't sleep all night.

Zhou fengmiao marched very fast and reached the watershed near Luodu in just three days.

"Go over the mountain and walk ten miles to Luodu." Zhou fengmiao spoke and looked at Yang Xuan with some complexity.

"Master, I'll go first. I have time to see you at the Xuanmen pass."

"Go, smelly boy. Come here then. I'll let you carry stones for me at the border."

With that, Zhou fengmiao got up and left with 8000 cavalry. Yang Xuan and Yu Qingcheng watched them go away, and then turned and left.

Fortunately, Yu Qingcheng was small. It was just right for them to ride Xiaohei. They flew outside Luodu in a Jixiang time.

As soon as he came down, Yu Qingcheng marveled at the tall city gate and the caravans in and out of Luodu City, calling that he had never seen so many caravans in his life.

"This is the economic hub of the whole North. You can't imagine the prosperous scenery. There are many interesting things in it. Go in and have a look!"

Yang Xuan said something and walked in with Yu Qingcheng. The city guard didn't check Yang Xuan's identity. On the contrary, when seeing Yang Xuan, the soldiers ran away, which made Yang Xuan depressed.

"What happened to these people, nerd? You didn't do anything terrible in Los Angeles, did you?"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then thought that if the destruction of the Zhou family was a big event, he seemed to have really done something terrible.

With a red cheek, Yang Xuan took Yu Qingcheng and hurried in.

The two men played in the city for a while and walked leisurely to the door of the Red Lotus Square.

Here, Yang Xuan finally understood that this is really not a place to look for flowers and willows. Changing a plaque is no different from Yamen.

"Let's go. Go in and help brother Ning first."

Yu Qingcheng took a bite of sugar gourd, nodded skillfully, and followed Yang Xuan in.

With the wooden card of the Hussars captain, he easily sent the boy at the door. As soon as Yang Xuan entered, dozens of looms appeared in front of him. In front of each, an embroidered mother was working hard.

At the same time, in the middle of the two rows of looms, a graceful woman with a light veil on her face came out. She moved gently and came to Yang Xuan step by step.

"Military master, what's important to come to our Honglian square?"

Yang Xuan was wearing casual clothes, but the woman saw the waist token on his hand at a glance.

"I'm entrusted by a friend to look for the workshop leader, Miss Liu."

"I am the workshop leader Liu Hongti."

Liu Hongti, what a strange name.

Yang Xuan was stunned. Yu Qingcheng on the side carelessly stepped on him and immediately let him cry.

"Ah!"

"What's the matter, Junye?"

"It doesn't matter. Something went wrong with your internal skill just now."

Yang Xuan waved his hand and grinned at Yu Qingcheng. Yu Qingcheng turned his eyes at him.

The girl can still eat this vinegar. Yang Xuan reluctantly took out the envelope and handed it to Liu Hongti.

"Eh, the handwriting is so familiar. Didn't childe Ning send it?"

Liu Hongti was surprised at first, and then tears gushed out of her two big eyes, which surprised Yang Xuan.

Is it difficult that Ning Zifeng is still a heartless man and has done something sorry for other girls?

Then Liu Hong cried: "there was no news after childe Ning died. I didn't expect to see familiar things again today. Childe, wait for me under the spring!"

She stuck the envelope to her chest, took out the sharp shuttle from a textile machine on the side, and was about to poke it into her neck.

"No, girl!"

Yang Xuan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He shouted loudly and immediately stretched out his hand to pull Liu Hongti. Yu Qingcheng was faster than him. Although he was small, his hand had already stepped in front of Liu Hongti.

Wrist flick, pop!

Liu Hongti was just the cultivation of the second realm. She was too far away in front of Yu Qingcheng. She patted the shuttle in her hand and flew out.

"Don't stop me, Junye. I want to go with Childe Ning!"

"Where are you going? Ning Zifeng lives well“

"Huh?"

Liu Hong was stunned and looked at Yang Xuan foolishly, as if she didn't believe it.

"How is it possible that childe Ning died at the beginning? Isn't this his suicide note?"

"Suicide note?"

Yang Xuan simply didn't care so much. He grabbed the envelope directly and opened it. It was a big sad word.

What the hell is this guy doing?