"What a pity, I was born with no idea what a compromise is." Heran Xue smiled.

"I know, that's why I felt troubled." Feng Jiu calmly replied, "If it was in the past, stealing the Stellar Rain Stone might not have been a difficult task, but I'm afraid that it would be too difficult this time."

"Why?"

"Because of Liu Suifeng." When Feng Jiu mentioned this name, a trace of respect could not help but appear in his eyes: "As long as Young Master Liu Yuan comes personally to the scene and sets up a few more traps in the secret room, even if there are thousands of men, it would be difficult to enter."

"Is there no other way?" He Lan Xue seriously asked.

Feng Jiu also stopped joking, and answered seriously: "Logically speaking, there is no other way, but Liu Suifeng has a very special habit. He always leaves a flaw in any mechanism that he sets, and if there is a wise man, he will be able to break it through — — Also, in order to increase the degree of fun, he will write down the flaw and leave it on his person. Within a month, if others can steal that slip of paper, Liu Suifeng will not stop them even if he breaks the mechanism. However, if a month passed and no one found the flaw or stole the slip of paper, he would destroy the slip of paper and perfect the flaw. After that, there will be no other way. "

"Is the mechanical array formation really that magical?" He Lan Xue couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Feng Jiu confirmed: "The Flowing Garden is far away, and many countries coveted it in the past. However, no matter how many armies we send, 10,000, 20,000, 50,000, or even 100,000, we were unable to take it down. Only after many years did a portion of the people appear. According to what they said, they wandered around a place full of forest. It was abnormally dangerous inside, and if they couldn't find an exit, they would suffer countless casualties. "In the end, Liu Suifeng showed great mercy and purposefully revealed a flaw, letting them out."

Hearing that, He Lan Xue sucked in a breath of cold air. She then said in a daze, "So, he alone is worth thousands of soldiers and horses? Isn't it dangerous to have such a person in the world? "

"That's not necessarily the case. The location of the Flowing Garden is rather special, which is why it is able to set up such a large formation. If we leave the Flowing Wind Garden, the power of Flowing Wind will be greatly reduced." Feng Jiu smiled as he explained, "Furthermore, Liu Yuan has always been at peace with the world and would never participate in any conflicts in the world. As long as we don't offend him, he won't offend us either."

"Then tell me, if Liu Zifeng and Lu Chuan encounter each other, will it be the power of Liu Suifeng's formation or Lu Chuan's sword?" He Lan Xue suddenly asked curiously.

Feng Jiu was not in a hurry to answer. Instead, he bent down, poured a new cup of tea for He Lan Xue and poured a cup for himself as well. Then, he lifted his own teacup and took a small sip.

He Lan Xue didn't urge him, and just followed his lead, slowly sipping her tea.

"They met once." Finally, Feng Jiu spoke, "But, no one knows who will win or lose."

"What the hell is going on?" He Lan Xue's interest was immediately piqued.

The meeting between two peerless characters in this world actually didn't spread. How could he not be curious?

"Don't say it." Feng Jiu mysteriously said one sentence, and then left the flustered and exasperated He Lan Xue, leaving in a carefree manner.

He Lan Xue pretended to show off behind him, and then she looked at Feng Jiu's indifferent and elegant back, and lightly smiled while shaking her head.

Feng Jiu was still the same as the first time they met, very strange — he hid too many stories that the people of the world did not know.

In the end, Martial Lord didn't bring his wife away. He just chose to stay.

Right now, on the horse carriage, his wife was still dozing off like before. Eleven of them were looking at the Martial Lord with hostility.

For some unknown reason, when Martial Lord first saw her, he felt a natural hostility. He wanted to drink the tea that Eleven had brought to his wife, and he wanted to eat the food that he had brought. If she wanted to get close to him, then Martial Lord would immediately stand in front of her with his sword ready to defend.

For this, Eleven is angry.

By the fourth night, Ice Country's capital could be seen in the distance. As the sky gradually darkened, Yan Han ordered a rest on the spot. He would wait for the large group to organize themselves before heading into the city.

Because of Yan Han's identity, there would be a grand welcoming ceremony when he entered the city. At that time, Leng Yan would personally come.

After all the tents had been set up, Yan Han and Mister Wei discussed important matters in the middle of the tent, while his wife and the rest stayed in their own tents to eat.

During the meal, Martial Lord sat between his wife and Aunt Eleven, not letting him near her.

XI endured his anger and ate a few mouthfuls. Then, he picked up a fried chicken leg that her lover liked to eat and handed it to her. Martial Lord quickly raised his chopsticks to stop her, and the chicken leg was immediately knocked to the ground.

Eleven slammed his chopsticks on the table, crossed his waist, and glared at Martial Lord. "Where did you pop out from, you old man? Why are you always targeting me?!"

"Why can't I target you? You are most likely the one who betrayed the Madam!" It's the same as Pei Liping's back then! " The Martial Lord also opened his eyes wide and said as if it was a matter of course with his white beard sticking up.

Eleven pauses, then turns around and runs back.

"Sigh. Eleven …" His wife let out a weak cry, but before she could finish, Eleven was already out of the tent.

She tilted her head to the side and looked at Martial Lord, but didn't say anything. She then continued to immerse herself in eating.

Martial Lord gave a loud 'hmph' to the back of Eleven and then turned around to stuff a piece of chicken butt into his mouth.

Outside the tent.

The imperial guards brought by Yan Han were already stationed at every corner of the temporary campsite.

As he ran out, the garrison glanced at her, and as soon as she recognized the maid of her lover, let her.

Eleven seems to be so pissed off that he runs away.

When he looked back, the makeshift tent had turned into a small shadow in the evening mist.

Eleven stops, holding his chest, panting, looking around.

"Eleven." A soft call suddenly came from behind him.

On the other side of the hill, a cheerful expression appeared on the young man's face. He turned around abruptly and saw Yellow Ox striding up the slope and stopped right in front of Eleven.

Eleven pounced on him without a second thought and hooked Huang Daniu's neck, kissing and nibbling on it in a very affectionate manner.

He returned the hug and waited for her to calm down before placing his hand on Eleven's shoulder. He pushed away from her and asked, "How was the investigation?"

"I didn't hear anything about the Supreme Diagram." Eleven shakes his head.

Yellow Ox's expression darkened, but the smile on his face didn't diminish in the slightest. Without a hint of censure or censure, he said with concern, "It's fine. Take it slow. How are you doing over there? Has anyone bullied you? "

"No," Eleven assured her. "Yan Han is extremely good to Miss, everyone is trying to curry favor with me. I've been living a good life in the Flame Palace."

"Then what about her against Yan Han?" Huang Daniu asked curiously.

"Miss …" Eleven tilts his head to the side and ponders for a moment, then he says, "The young lady is a little dazed, but it looks like she has a good impression of him."

"Really? Then we have to help them as soon as possible." Huang Daniu agreed. "Your Miss is so muddleheaded, you have to help her."

Eleven hesitantly looked at Huang Daniu and asked suspiciously, "Daniu, tell me, why are you so keen on Miss Huang and the cold? "Is it because you hate the Carefree King, or …"

"You like your young lady, so of course I have to think for her. King Xiaoyao does like to play with women, and I'm worried that your young miss will suffer. Isn't it good that she followed Yan Han? " Huang Daniu quickly explained with a sincere tone, deeply moved by what he had heard.

"I also think that the Yan Han is very good." Eleven nodded as he thought of something. He pouted and said, "But there's a hateful person by Miss's side. His name is Martial Lord or something. He always said I would harm the Lady. "

"Will you harm her?" Huang Daniu asked seriously.

"Of course not!" Eleven answered without thinking, "Although Miss is silly, stupid, ugly, and heartless, she is extremely good to people and never bullies or scams them. If she treats me like this, how would I harm her! "

Yellow Ox nodded with a smile, but when he lowered his head, a shadow flashed across his eyes.

When he looked up, the shadow was no longer there, so he handed her a bag of medicine and said casually: "Give this to your young lady for her to drink, this is the fragrant ash from Yue Lao's temple, after your young lady drinks it, she will immediately be enlightened - but, after my lady drinks it, you must invite Yan Han over. I heard that anyone who drank this medicine would fall in love with the man they first saw. "

"Such a miraculous medicine?"

"Yeah, why don't you give it a try sometime?" Huang Daniu gave a mischievous smile and pinched Eleven's cheek.

Eleven shyly snuggled into Huang Daniu's embrace, his fist gently landing on his chest. "Aren't you afraid that I'll see another man for the first time?"

"You will definitely see me." Huang Daniu hugged her, his lips curling into a smile. However, that smile did not reach the depths of his eyes.

When he returned, his wife had been watching the door for a long time.

Only when they saw the figure of Eleven walking over from afar did they relax and slowly return to the tent.

When Eleven got into the tent, her lover was about to sleep. She was about to climb onto the bed when she heard a voice. She turned around and smiled sweetly at Eleven, saying lightly, "You're back."

Eleven's heart is slightly warm. Previously, he always felt that her smile was so idiotic. Today, he suddenly likes her idiotic smile.

"Are you going to sleep?" asked Eleven, coming in.

"Right." Her lover nodded.

Eleven looked around and asked again, "How come there's no Martial Lord?"

"He seems to have gone out." Her lover scratched his head and thought for a moment, "He said he saw a weird person, so he chased after him."

Eleven's heart thumps and he lowers his head, a little guilty, to the edge of the table.

When he got to the table, he was touched again: instead of having the food taken away, his wife had left a few cakes and two dishes on the table, along with a pot of fragrant tea.