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    Granny Xian said: "The other party is also an old friend. He must meet that person for a while, and the person will arrive tomorrow. In fact, there is no need. That person only has ten months to live, so why is there any need to fight with him? It's not just for  To stop you from going west?"

    Ha San had some basic skills, so he followed the stick and asked, "Who is that person? Why is he only ten months old?"

    "No need to ask, I will know tomorrow. Hey, he can only live until his birthday this year. This is a secret. Don't talk nonsense. Once it is leaked, you will be in big trouble. "

    Ha San nodded and asked: "Madam, I have always wanted to talk to Nalan, why does she always ignore me? I clearly saw her sitting there."

    Mother-in-law Xian became impatient and said, "You talk too much. Since you have come to the mountain, you are somewhat destined to me. I will teach you a spell to untie the knot."

    As he spoke, a series of spells came to Hasan¡¯s ears, and Hasan remembered them firmly.

    Granny Xian said: "Although it's the first time that you and I have met, it's a coincidence. Naturally, I have to give you a gift. This gift will be in your hands in the future." As she said that, a piece of red cloth floated over.  .  Granny Xian said: "This is also a talisman. Put it on your sleeve. It will be of great use in the future."

    Hassan carefully rolled up his sleeves.  Granny Xian said: "Tell those who come tomorrow that if you want to surrender to the opponent and get the solution to the curse, you must have the Jade Cup of Zhaoshi. Remember, the Jade Cup of Zhaoshi. You can go back."

    In an instant, all the archways in the palace disappeared, only a few torches were shining.  It turned out that Ha San and others were still tied to the rocks in the cave, and the soldiers and Nalan were all asleep.  Hasan smelled the aroma of food. It must be dawn and they were having breakfast.  He didn't feel hungry at all, but Nalan and the others hadn't eaten for more than a day.

    Hasan shouted loudly: "I'm hungry, bring water and food."

    This voice wakes up everyone who is sleeping.  Ha San took a closer look at Nalan, who was still asleep, and knew that there must be some reason.  He clearly saw her at Granny Xian's place just now. It was definitely not a simple dream. Judging from the fact that he was neither thirsty nor hungry, it should be real.

    He doesn¡¯t want to untie the rope now, he believes in the spell, but it¡¯s too early to untie the rope.  He wanted to wait a moment to see which reinforcements would come to rescue him in the morning.

    At this time, the soldiers also shouted that they were hungry, but no one paid any attention to them.  The guards also took turns eating.  Hassan observed the smoke and heat and found that it was coming from a curtain.  The space inside must be quite large, and there is probably a hole inside.

    "Stop shouting and bear with me for a while."

    It¡¯s Nalan¡¯s voice, speaking Chinese.  The two looked at each other and nodded subconsciously for some reason, with eyes full of understanding and encouragement.  Both of them felt baffled. They both saw each other in their dreams, but ignored each other.

    After half an hour, there was a noise outside, and some more torches were added to the cave. Two men with hoods were escorted in with their hands tied up.  At this time, a person came out from the curtain, it was still the tuft of hair, but the person behind the scenes still did not appear.

    A tuft of hair smacked his lips, picked his teeth, and said, "You two are here, have you brought anything?"

    One of them nodded.  A tuft of hair said: "Take off the hood."

    Ha San held his breath and watched as the man's hood was taken off, revealing his face bit by bit.  As if being struck by lightning, Ha San was stunned and tears flowed down unknowingly.  The person who came turned out to be Master Zicheng. Master Chen, whom he respected the most in his life, only had ten months to live.

    ?????????????????? Ha Sanshe, calm down and see how these thieves behave, and see if they can try again.

    Chen Lu opened his eyes, adjusted to the light, and saw several people there. He felt relieved and said, "Does your Majesty want to see me?" He spoke in Chinese.

    A Tuft of Hair was able to understand and replied in Mongolian: "I didn't want you to come at first. Just bring the things. You have to come and die in person. What does it have to do with us? Where are the things? Everyone is here.  , take out the things and let them go.¡±

    Chen Lu said: "Let the people go first. When we get to the bottom of the mountain and are safe, when I see the sound of arrows, I will give you the things. Otherwise, I won't get it even if you kill me."

    A bunch of Mao laughed and said, "You are a nerd, since you brought it with you, are you afraid you won't give us? Take it out, I'll just let it go."

    Chen Lu said contemptuously: "You took it yourself? Haha, you are overthinking it. Ask them, did you take it yourself? Did you take it?"

    There was a person who whispered something into Zuimao's ear. Zuumao looked at Chen Lu suspiciously for a while and said: "I don't believe there is such a strange thing in the world, but I want to try it.  "

    As he spoke, he stretched his hand towards the Qinglong Sword at Chen Lu's waist.  Ha San understood, what they wanted was the Qinglong Sword.  They must have caught the soldiers watching the horses at the foot of the mountain, and sent them back to the camp to deliver a message, asking Chen Lu to go up the mountain with his sword to rescue people.

    Ha San is a well-known warrior man. Although he has a certain literary talent, he does not have a good impression of literati. He thinks that they can only carve out chapters and sentences. Although they write a thousand words, they really have no plan in mind.  However, this scholar Mr. Chen seems to be full of nonsense and frivolous behavior, but he is full of courage, has a lot of plans in his belly, and has a lot of hidden treasures in his chest.

    He pulled out the sword with a tuft of hair, and saw a flash of green light and a strong cold air. He shouted in a voice: "What a sword." He picked it up and turned around and walked closer to the curtain. After a while, he ran back again, his face was gray, and he looked at it with absent-minded eyes.  The sword that had returned to Chen Lu's waist unconsciously shouted: "There is a ghost!" He turned around and ran towards the curtain.

    Ha San and others laughed.

    When Yi Tu Mao ran inside, he bumped into a person who was coming out. The person kicked him away and walked straight out.  This man was in his forties, dressed in standard Mongolian style, but his curly beard looked more like a Westerner than a Mongolian. He walked towards Chen Lu, took a look at Chen Lu's clothes, cupped his hands and asked, "My lord, are you here?"  Any job?"

    Chen Lu said: "Looking at your behavior, you already know who I am, so why bother to ask more? My name is well-known, so you must be my fans too. I am used to seeing you, so I don't care about you."  one."

    The bearded man said suspiciously: "Is this a sixth-grade official? How come he talks like a scoundrel? To tell you the truth, we only know that the official is a sixth-grade official, but we don't know the specific official position."

    Chen Lu consciously tried to trap him. In Macheng, he sent six people from the Li Xuanwei Division and dealt with three of them. The other three seemed to have evaporated. Needless to say, they could not stop here. Whenever they had the opportunity, they  will jump out.  These people are probably related to them.

    So Chen Lu replied kindly: "Hey, what you said really makes me lose face. I thought you were just another fan. Looking at this group of people, I thought they were paparazzi who came for my old man. I'm really pretentious."  .Okay then, let me tell you my family name. I am Wailang, the director of the Ministry of Official Affairs in Beijing, and Chen Lu, the deputy angel of the Westward Mission of the Celestial Dynasty. Don¡¯t waste any more time. Take me to see your master quickly, otherwise this sword  You can¡¯t take it away.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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