Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

The magpie is cute, and the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and it looks like a small jasper.

The car was familiar with the road and came to the "Jiaten" seat, but there was no one to see, and he saw Zhang Luzheng looking at himself motionlessly, thinking for a moment.

stepped forward and said a thousand blessings, and asked,

"This son is polite."

Zhang Lu was beating a drum in his heart at this time, what did the maid of the Oiran girl do with herself? Could it be that Oiran has taken a fancy to herself?

With this thought, Zhang Lu's heart fluttered and jumped.

Instantly excited.

The pain in my body is also a little lighter!

He had heard of the Oiran lady's fame for a long time, but it was rare to see it. If you can get into the boudoir this time, you are willing to lose your life even if you have a soul.

Needless to say, if you get such treatment, among your friends, it will also be a big face, enough to brag for a long time!

It must be known that this Dong Xinyue, but even the first genius of Fudu, Cao Zhiling, who is now in the capital to enter the Tai Academy, wants to kiss Fang Ze but can't.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lujue trembled all over, and felt a little incredible, but this elegant seat was remote, and there was no one else around.

Que'er came here to find himself, which made him a little more delusional.

At the moment, he was in good spirits, and his back was straight:

"Miss Que'er, what are you looking for me?"

"Childe, do you know where this guest has gone? My young lady is looking for him.

"Is the Oiran lady looking for someone from the first ten?" Zhang Lu's heart sank, and even his face became cold.

"Isn't the Oiran lady who has a crush on that hillbilly?"

The more Zhang Lu thought about it, the more angry he became, his jealousy was like a raging fire, licking his heart, and the wounds on his body hurt again.

"I must make the old and the young pay today!"

Que'er was frightened when she saw Zhang Lu's sudden change of face.

She had been in Suxue Pavilion for more than two years, but she had seen everyone, so she stepped back quietly.

Just as he was about to turn away, he saw another group of people walking towards him.

This group of people is so popular, and at first glance, they don't look like ordinary benefactors.

Magpie has strong eyesight, and salutes from afar.

Zhang Lu was so angry that he didn't pay attention to the side situation, and just wanted to get up and leave, to see if Shen Ming and Jiang Laohan were caught by his own guards.

But he heard a gentle inquiry:

"Do you know where this person has gone?"

Zhang Lu looked up and saw that it was Lord Xiao Jingxiao!

This surprise is not trivial! Ignoring the pain in his legs, he quickly knelt on the ground.

"It doesn't have to be like this, get up and speak." With a smile on his face, Xiao Jing raised his hand towards Zhang Lu and repeated

, "The person who was sitting in the top ten just now, do you know where he went?"

Zhang Lu's family is a wealthy man in Shanglong City, and although they spend money like dirt on weekdays, they are very arrogant.

Although Xiao Jing has seen a character of this level from afar, he has never been in contact with it.

How dare you get up when you kneel on the ground? Then he quietly raised his eyes and peeked, and saw several people standing behind him.

Could it be that they are all high-ranking officials in the capital?

"They're also here to find the gang of Aten?"

Zhang Lu was a little ignorant for a while, and he didn't know what the background of the person he provoked today was, so he alarmed the new minister Xiao Jing to find it in person!

"Back... Back to Lord Xiao, the guest of the top ten has already left.

Zhang Lu's throat was dry, and he replied tremblingly.

"It's a pity, such a poet, such a mind, it's a pity that we can't see each other now!"

Xiao Jing did not hide his disappointment, and Qing Jun's face was full of pity.

"Brother Xiao doesn't have to regret it, this person is waiting for you to enter Beijing, maybe you can still meet him."

On the side, Li Jinglin chuckled and stroked his short beard.

"Oh?" Xiao Jing heard this, and was about to inquire, when he suddenly remembered the signature on the brocade silk.

I was in a hurry to find someone and didn't care.

Now that I think about it, I vaguely feel that this name is a little familiar:

"This Shen Ming, is it not the Shen Ming who has made a great contribution to the Beijing Face Saint?"

Li Jinglin didn't answer, and he wasn't sure, after all, there were many people with the same name and surname.

After all, although he and this Shen Ming have never met, the two have heard each other's names many times.

Li Jinglin no longer insisted, coming here today, to be able to listen to such poems, it is worth the trip!

He didn't stay any longer, and was surrounded by a group of subordinates and walked out of Suxue Pavilion.

Zhang Lu, who was stunned, knelt in place in a daze, forgetting to get up.

He heard all the words of Xiao Jing and Li Jinglin.

This "Jiaten" person is called Shen Ming, his poetry is amazing, and even Xiao Jing came to make friends in person.

has also made a great contribution, and he wants to enter the Beijing Face Saint!

Such a character, how can he provoke it?

As soon as I thought of this, I broke out in a cold sweat, and I only hoped that the beating I had just received would offset the offense.

If not, beat him again, no! Ten meals is fine.

Fiercely, I remembered that I had already arranged for the guards to block them at the door!

At this moment, it was really cold! Unable to care about the pain in his lower abdomen and ankles anymore, he got up like crazy and staggered towards the door of Suxue Pavilion.

"Don't! Don't! "

......

Shen Ming followed the leader of the night all the way.

By the way, he solved the two minions who tried to follow him, so as not to make trouble for Jiang Laohan.

He was now completely black, as if he had melted into the night.

Hunting the Abyssal-Tailed Beast in the secondary space before, the fur he peeled off had already been made into a cape.

Draped on the body at night, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it.

There is also the ability to track the grandmaster in the [Demon Clan's Buster] talent, which is used with the [Breath Accumulation Technique], which is extremely sharp!

Wandering through the night, like a ghost.

That night, the leader didn't notice it at all, galloped all the way, went out of the southern city, cautiously avoided the night patrol officials, and went straight through the chiseled city, and his figure was extremely neat.

After a while, they came to the north gate of Fudu, and it was another longitudinal crossing, climbing the city wall like an ape, and taking advantage of no one to go outside the city.

"Didn't she come to assassinate that big man in Suxue Pavilion?"

Shen Ming saw that the other party was out of the city, and he was not sure of her intentions for a while, but now that he had followed here, he naturally would not give up, leaving marks along the way, and continued to follow.

Outside the city was the wilderness, and the difficulty of tracking had increased dramatically, but it did not affect Shen Ming in the slightest.

After walking two miles, Shen Ming vaguely saw that there was a fire.

If you look closely, there are actually several tents, with a rough and bold military style, and some of them look like yurts in the previous life!

There were dozens of sergeants stationed outside, all of whom were in gray robes and white helmets, not dressed as Daxin soldiers.

Shen Ming couldn't help but think of the few grassland people he met in Suxue Pavilion.

At that time, when I first saw him, I felt that the person in charge was extraordinary, and he had a golden talent, combined with the current situation, it was not difficult to speculate that the other party must be extraordinary.

"The target of the night leader is Mo, is it not the group of grassland people? Or maybe Nan Yuguo and the grassland people have long been secretly colluding?

Shen Ming lurked in the night, quietly observing the development of the situation, and did not act rashly.

The black robe on his body was extremely soft, and the thick fluff on it swayed in the wind, illuminated by the bright moon in the sky, but it did not show a trace of reflection, as if it had absorbed all the light.

It is quiet all around, and occasionally there is the night song of autumn insects, which is a good time to fall asleep.

A few abrupt sounds, faintly appeared, and were blown away by the evening breeze.

In the shadow of a moment, a group of fleeting figures showed their figures in the night, sweeping at least thirty people at a glance.

Then the light was bright, and Shen Ming carefully checked that it was the outfit of the group that attacked the dragon's spine boat at that time.

They are quiet, like wolves with hidden minions.

He was slowly approaching the lit tent.