Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 333 Battle of Mobei (4)

Since you want to play, it's time to accompany you. Under the mask, Yunfeng gently raised the corners of his lips, a playful smile loomed, raised his eyebrows and looked at Hua Wuyao, as if he was waiting for an answer.

"Then how do you want my pavilion master to repay you?" Hua Wuyao narrowed her eyes, leaned towards Yunfeng suddenly, and said with a smile, "how about my pavilion master agreeing with me?"

"Oh! I heard that His Royal Highness Seventh Prince named the Lord of the Wuyao Pavilion as a vixen. It seems that the rumors are true. Everyone knows that the Lord of the Wuyao Pavilion was a romantic person in his first life, but he lived among thousands of flowers. Not a single leaf touched his body. He is very loyal to the present Third Prince, everyone in the Jianghu knows that the Pavilion Master and the Prince are friends, I am afraid that only the Pavilion Master himself knows what is the relationship?" Yun Feng said implicitly, Hua Wuyao's face on the opposite side has changed up.

Although he was trying his best to cover it up, he still twitched slightly after all, and Yunfeng was immediately happy.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuiyun is quite familiar with the affairs of this pavilion master?"

"No, no, my son and the third prince have some friendship. Of course, we can't just watch this city fall into the hands of others. It's just that there is no free lunch in the world. In exchange, the master of the Wuyao pavilion should give me the Wuji gate." In addition to the remuneration, he must promise me three things in the future."

"what's up?"

"I haven't thought it through yet, and I'll tell you later when it's decided. Don't worry, I will never let you do anything sneaky."

Before Hua Wuyao could respond, Yunfeng put down the teacup and left the seat, got up and walked to the edge of the city tower to look down, when the cold wind blew, the fox fur on his body fluttered in the wind, proudly exuding a cold breath, a kind of sacred A sense of inviolability.

On the opposite side of the moat, densely packed enemy troops were already standing, and where the mighty army was headed, a huge flag was flying, with a big character written on it--South.

"It came very quickly." Yunfeng put his hands behind his back and beckoned Hua Wuyao to come over with one hand, "It's up to you next, you have to act a little bit more, you know? Believe me, this time, these guys will definitely have something to do." There is no return, and it is impossible to escape with wings."

Although Hua Wuyao was puzzled, she also called the guards of Mobei City to ask questions. The archers on the tower had already finished their preparations, and the guards began to order, "All soldiers obey the order, the army of southern barbarians is coming, prepare."

Seeing all the archers coming out of the city tower, Zuo Ziyue below just smiled gently, holding a folding fan in his hand, Yunfeng almost fell down due to his gentle appearance.

"Hua Wuyao, is this person a general?" This was the first time she saw a folding fan on the battlefield.

Hua Wuyao was also obviously stunned, staring at Zuo Ziyue for a long time, before saying, "It's him?"

"you recognize?"

Hua Wuyao shook his head, "This person's name is Zuo Ziyue, and he is a scholar who was expelled from the barbarian land by the emperor of Tianqi Kingdom more than ten years ago. This person is vicious and powerful in martial arts. This folding fan is his weapon. People killed more than ten members of Tianqi Kingdom's royal family more than ten years ago. Everyone died badly. Even the empress of Tianqi Kingdom disappeared at that time. Later, for some reason, they were just expelled. He actually became the general of the Southern Manzi?"

"Hearing what you said, this person is still a deadly scholar?"

"You can say that." Hua Wuyao said solemnly, "Although you have great martial arts skills, you must not underestimate this person."

(End of this chapter)