Kongyou Valley, although there is a word 'valley' in the name, it is not a valley, but a large mountain villa.
This master of Mozuo is a world-famous master craftsman who is good at developing various mechanism armors and other things. Although he does not enter the imperial court, he has a very high status in this Jianghu.
Recently, due to the rumors, this empty valley hides murderous intentions from various forces in this bustling and prosperous place.
In fact, Mo Zuo himself knew very well that the thing he created could not resist thousands of troops at all, but could only increase the power of crossbow arrows.
However, no matter whether it is worth thousands of troops or not, as long as this rumor is spread, people will believe it.
Although this would allow him to stand on the cusp of the storm, it would also allow him to gain a huge reputation and status, which can be described as both fame and fortune.
For a person who is actually ambitious, it is difficult to refuse this.
Therefore, after someone who never knew who released the rumor, Mo Zuo took advantage of the trend and got on this boat.
Therefore, he took the opportunity to find a backer for himself, which was the royal family of Nanchu.
After this matter is settled, he will become the Queen's Master Craftsman of Southern Chu. At that time, money, beauty, status and power will naturally be at a new level compared to this time.
In addition, he also took advantage of his reputation to invite some knight-errants to escort him and protect his safety.
Therefore, in the past few days, heroes from all walks of life and forces from all walks of life have gathered together, and they all came to this empty valley.
Naturally, not everyone can come in. The required certificate is an invitation card.
The group headed by Shang Guanhong naturally cannot come here in the name of the Beiyan court, and their purpose is to capture or kill Mo Zuo alive, and it would be better if they act separately.
Therefore, Shangguan Hong asked his subordinates to dress up as various identities, join different teams, sneak into the villa in the empty valley, and secretly ambush.
As for him, he put on a mask and pretended to be an inconspicuous uncle. Originally, he planned to join a team in the arena.
However, as soon as Xia Liang provoked her, she immediately rebelled without any future and mixed into their group.
Xia Liang, as the representative of Nan Chu who wanted to protect Mo Zuo, naturally had this invitation.
Moreover, their group acted in a high-profile manner, and the team was relatively large with a large number of people. Coupled with Qing Yan, a peerless singing girl, they traveled all the way and attracted much attention.
So, as soon as they arrived in the empty valley, the butler of the villa, Wang Feng, rushed out to greet them.
"I've heard about Qingyan girl for a long time. She is so talented and talented. It's my honor to meet you today. She really lives up to her reputation."
Wang Feng's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and he looked at Xia Liang, full of praise and compliments.
"Wonderful praise." Xia Liang glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the gate of the villa, and asked coldly, "Is it convenient to see Master Mo Zuo now?"
This attitude is really not arrogant or cold.
"Hehe... Others can't do it. But, Miss Qingyan, of course you can." Wang Feng made a gesture of invitation, and the smile on his face deepened.
"You are welcome here."
"Thank you." Xia Liang flicked his sleeves, lightly folded his hands, looked at Wang Feng, and said coldly, "I'll trouble you to arrange for the others."
"Should be, should be. Girl Qingyan, you are too polite." Wang Feng hastily responded, glanced at her, and quickly lowered his head again.
He couldn't help thinking with some puzzlement, no matter how beautiful this light smoke is, it's just a singing girl in a brothel.
But, why is the temperament on her body so noble and elegant, and it also reveals the authority of a superior.
People unconsciously want to surrender, and even dare not meet her eyes.
Xia Liang glanced back, looked at the inconspicuous Shangguan Hong hidden in the team, then turned around, and followed Wang Feng to meet Mo Zuo.
Shangguan Hong looked at the aura, movements, and expression of his little girl, and was fascinated by her noble and majestic side.
His cool beauty is really a perfect woman with many faces. With her, life is simply not too beautiful.
Thinking about it this way, Shangguan Hong felt that his whole body was full of energy and drive. For her, he would definitely be able to overcome all difficulties and clear away all ghosts and monsters.
Just to be able to hold hands with her, stay together for a lifetime, and grow old together.
...
Here, Xia Liang followed Wang Feng through the overlapping courtyards and walked for a quarter of an hour before stopping in front of a delicate small courtyard.
"My master is waiting for Miss Qingyan inside, please." Wang Feng took a step back and said respectfully.
Xia Liang glanced at him indifferently, flicked his sleeves, and walked forward without saying a word.
"Please come in."
Just as Xia Liang approached the door, before he knocked on it, an old voice came from inside the door.
Xia Liang pushed the door lightly, and what he saw was an old man with white hair, sitting in front of a chessboard, holding black stones in his left hand and white stones in his right hand, obviously, he was playing against himself.
Pretend|force.
Xia Liang walked over with a blank face, but the bullet screen in his heart flashed these two characters brightly, and smashed towards the old man's forehead.
"Miss Qingyan, can you play a game with the old man?" Mo Zuo raised his head, looked at Qingyan, his eyes flickered, and asked with a smile.
"It's Qingyan's honor." Xia Liang replied coldly, then sat down, took the white piece, took a look at it, followed the chess game just now, and played directly.
Mo Zuo couldn't help but glanced at her again, but he didn't say anything, but held the sunspots in his hand, and began to place them with a serious expression.
Half an hour later, Xia Liang took the advantage of leading the three sons, and unceremoniously abused Mo Zuo severely.
"Haha...Miss Qingyan, she really lives up to her reputation!!" Master Mo Zuo stroked his beard, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly,
"It seems that this time the old man doesn't have to worry about his own safety anymore. With Miss Qingyan here, the old man can rest easy."
"Master's words are serious. Qingyan is a little tired, so I'm leaving." Xia Liang didn't respond directly, but just stood up, gave him a slight salute, turned and left without waiting for his response.
If she continued to pretend like this, she felt that her stomach would not be able to take it anymore.
Cramps, acid reflux.
If you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to ask, you can pretend.
"Miss Qingyan, your temperament is really as daunting as this beautiful face." Mo Zuo said behind her.
Xia Liang paused, and said coldly without looking back, "Master is wrong, tomorrow Qingyan will follow Master every step of the way, why are you afraid to say that?!"