Chitose words

When Peng Xiao heard the name "Ling You", his heart inevitably moved slightly.

He was born in the Peng family, the first aristocratic family in Chongzhou. When he was young, he read the genealogies of major aristocratic families and martial arts sects in the Southern Dynasties. Although he was not considered rich and well-read, he still knew that the leader of Laojun Mountain, "Aurora Mace", was named Ling.

Since the young man in front of me also has the surname Ling? So it can be seen that this is no coincidence.

Peng Xiao's thoughtful eyes fell on a pair of weapons tightly wrapped in a cloth bag around the young man's waist. He couldn't see clearly in the chaos just now, but this time he finally saw clearly. The appearance of the weapons alone It really looks like Laojunshan’s usual trump card.

Although weapons can be faked, Peng Xiao somehow always felt unusually at ease with these young men. Perhaps it was due to the righteousness of the breeze and bright moon in them.

He felt relieved for the time being, but he still couldn't figure out why the leading woman among these people had to hide her head and wear a nondescript mask.

Peng Xiao's gaze calmly passed over Bo Xi on the horse in front of him - after all, the girl's face was so seriously injured by the sword that she was almost unrecognizable, but she still showed her face openly and openly in front of others, without covering her face.

In contrast to these two things, the mask on Xie Zhao's face seemed inexplicably inconsistent.

Here Peng Xiao is still in a complicated mood, hesitant to believe.

Over there, they could not help but follow these young men and women, crossing the pasture diagonally behind and turning into an unknown mountain.

After a while, several people reined in their horses one after another.

Then, two of the teenagers dismounted.

Peng Xiao looked behind him hesitantly.

After all, this place is inaccessible, and he was worried that if they stopped in the mountains at this time, it would be bad if they were followed and overtaken by criminals later, so he asked:

".How many people are here?"

Xie Zhao, who was wearing a white and silver fox mask, smiled and turned his head.

"Don't worry, General Peng. I looked behind me when I came and they didn't follow."

Peng Xiao nodded slightly when he heard this, but still didn't know what they were going to do.

At this moment, he saw the two young men who had dismounted first. One grabbed a hanging vine next to a big tree, and something suddenly slipped from the tree with a tap of his fingertips.

Because the round-faced boy had already grabbed the vine in advance, the thing fell very slowly, and soon it landed steadily and gently on the ground.

Peng Xiao took a closer look and discovered that there was actually a large net woven from tree vines hanging on the tree in front of him, and in the net was an old woman whose lips and tongue were sealed with soft cloth, and her hands and feet were bound!

He was a lieutenant in the army, and he had always hated seeing the elderly, weak, women and children suffering, let alone bullying the weak. He subconsciously frowned deeply.

".This is what you are"

He remembered Xie Zhao's specious words when he threatened the enemy's leader in the mountain stream before, and he immediately reacted and said in surprise:

"Could this old woman be a relative of the bandit leader just now? How could she be captured by you?"

Xie Zhao smiled and replied: "This matter is a long story, and it is not important. It is not worthy of the general's concern."

Lan Suning, the eldest daughter of the former rebel king Yong in Western Xinjiang, also known as "Ning Po", has lived in the Qinshe family house, one of the nine high castes in Western Xinjiang, for many years. She once stirred up troubles in many places. The world is turbulent.

However, the matter of this "Grand Princess" was very involved. Even Xie Zhao himself was not completely clear about it at this time, and naturally it was inconvenient to explain it clearly to Peng Xiao.

Since it's not clear or convenient to explain clearly, then I won't say it at all.

Peng Xiao frowned slightly when he heard this, he slowly shook his head and said:

"Although the person who set up an ambush in the mountain stream just now is definitely not a good person, no matter whether it is in the temple or in the rivers and lakes, the harm to his wife, children and family has never been harmed. I am afraid it is inappropriate for a few young heroes to act like this." Peng Xiao met them by chance. And he is not their elder, so there are some things he should not say in depth.

But after all, they met each other, and he still accepted their help. Even if it was for their own good, there were some things he had to say.

However, Peng Xiao thought that Lan Suning was a "bandit" kid who was held hostage by Xie Zhao and others, but he didn't know that this former princess of Yongwang Palace in Western Xinjiang was one of the leaders of the "bandit" family.

Naturally, Xie Zhao couldn't explain in detail, so he just shrugged and said sincerely:

"General Peng's lesson is that I just want to assure you that this lady is not innocent. If she is really innocent, we will never dare to act recklessly and implicate the elderly, weak, women and children."

Peng Xiao was slightly startled, and seeing that her expression was serious and solemn, not just talking, he nodded lightly and said nothing more.

Xie Zhao walked up to Lan Suning, lifted up her skirt and squatted down, then reached out and gently took out the soft cloth stuffed in her mouth.

——This is to prevent them from keeping watch around here just now. It would be bad if Lan Suning calls someone else. Now that they were back, they no longer had to stuff themselves with this soft cloth to make them uncomfortable.

The soft cloth from Lan Suning's mouth was gently taken out, but her eyes did not soften at all.

She looked at Xie Zhao with cold eyes, and after a moment he hissed:

"Thank you for your good methods and good intentions."

Xie Zhao had no choice but to laugh and said: "Where is it? I am just a Huangkou child. How could Princess Ning have endured it for twenty-five years, and her hair has faded in one day."

Peng Xiao heard a few words and frowned.

Princess Ning?

In their Southern Dynasty, Tianchen, whether he was a royal prince or a prince of the opposite sex, had never heard of a princess whose maiden name was "Ning".

Peng Xiao's eyes fell on the half of the old woman's face that was not completely burned by the fire, as well as her facial contours, eye color, and slightly curly hair.

The next moment, he finally figured out something, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he immediately stared and asked:

"Are they all foreigners? Is this old woman the daughter of a royal family member in Western Xinjiang? Are the soldiers who died in the mountain pass just now also from Western Xinjiang?"

Peng Xiao has now been involved in the conspiracy vortex after the rebellion of King Yong in Western Xinjiang. Although Xie Zhao cannot tell him every detail, it is best since he can guess it himself, and she will naturally not induce him I got sidetracked.

So she nodded gently and said, "So be it."

Peng Xiao frowned in confusion.

"Is it?"

Xie Zhao nodded.

She calmly ignored Lan Suning's serious gaze, wishing to pierce her with his eyes, and then sighed:

"This princess was indeed a relative of the Fenglan royal family in Western Xinjiang, but there was a turmoil in the Fenglan dynasty many years ago. After the incident subsided, the princess's father was also removed from the Fenglan royal family. The entire family tree of their lineage has been removed from the nine high-caste Lan clan in Western Xinjiang - that's why it is said below that she is considered a Xijiang clan member, but now it is not completely."

Peng Xiao was slightly relieved.

Since these people are no longer the royal family of Western Xinjiang, it means that his interception and killing are not a dispute between the two countries, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

As a border guard of the Southern Dynasty, Peng Xiao's first thought after being in danger was not his personal life and death, but what was involved behind his own life and death.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Peng Xiao's mind!

He suddenly raised his head, looked at the old woman from Xijiang who had changed beyond recognition in shock, and said in astonishment:

"Could she be the descendant of the rebel King Yong in the Fenglan Dynasty's crown prince dispute more than [-] years ago?"