Tai Sui looked at them blankly, licking the candied haws one after another, as if she didn't know what they were talking about.

When Uncle Cao Wu heard that there was a secret mission, he immediately took his eyes off Tai Sui, curiously approached Yao Guang, and asked in a low voice: "Yao Guang, what secret is so secret?"

"It's a secret that you said, how can you tell you?" Yao Guang gave Uncle Wu a blank look.

"Uh..." Uncle Cao Wu was unwilling to accept it. Among these brothers, his curiosity was the most intense. He heard that there was a secret and immediately felt like a cat was scratching his heart.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, let's go!" Yaoguang couldn't stay stunned. As far as she knew these uncles, if she stayed for a while, she wouldn't be sure that they would say something again. She would leave as soon as she pulled Tai Sui.

"Let's go, let's listen to the book."

Listening to a book?

Tai Sui nodded happily: "Okay! Then let's go quickly."

As he said that, the two of them jumped away like children, leaving a group of big men to look at me and I looked at you, but didn't say anything for a while.

After a while, Uncle Cao Qi scratched his head and looked at Cao Wei in confusion: "Fourth brother, I see this kid is stupid and staring at him. Do you really want to marry his daughter?"

Cao Wei sighed and looked helpless: "Hey! Yaoguang likes him, what can I do? Besides, my girl is famous and the other person's sons dare not come to my house to propose marriage. I can't be timid and ask the matchmaker to tell the man to kiss me, right?"

Uncle Cao also sighed after hearing this: "That's right! Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. When the children grow up, let's not worry about it."

The seven brothers each had their own feelings. They comforted Cao Wei with one word and one word, and walked with one step.

Yaoguang pulled Tai Sui for a while, and Tai Sui's face suddenly showed a contemplative look and his steps slowed down.

"What's wrong?" Yaoguang looked at him with his head tilted, his big eyes blinking gently.

Tai Sui looked thoughtful and said slowly: "I... seemed to remember something again."

Yaoguang was surprised: "Ah? What did you remember again? That's great!"

Tai Sui patted her head, looked at her, and said hesitantly: "I think those people seemed to have beaten me just now."

"Um..." Yaoguang immediately avoided his gaze with guilt and smiled dryly, "No way? What else have you remembered?"

Tai Sui stopped and looked at Yaoguang seriously, with a look of gratitude in her eyes: "Look, you are the only one who is the best for me!"

When Yaoguang heard this, he immediately became happy, raised his white chin and smiled, "That's it! So, you should be nice to me, do you know?"

Tai Sui nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

At this time, the street in front suddenly became turbulent.

"Look, that's a Khitan?"

"A group of Liao dogs dare to come to our Song Dynasty."

"Shh! Sigh down, don't you see them fighting a ceremonial war? These people are envoys. The so-called war between the two countries, if they don't kill them!"

Tai Sui and Yaoguang rushed into the crowd curiously and looked forward on tiptoe.

Soon, the people were driven to both sides of the road and stood there to watch. The crowd gave up a road, and a team of dozens of people slowly came.

These people are not from the Song Dynasty at first glance. They are half tall. They are not taller than their heads. Moreover, their hair is curled, their pupils are yellow, their eyebrows are sunken, and their hair is covered with hair, revealing their blue scalp in the middle of their foreheads. They are wearing clothes sewn from animal skins, and their every move looks very tough.

In the middle of the team was a double-horse cart with small windows on both sides. From outside, you can see a wolf-eyed eagle sitting in the car, a tall and burly man.

After all, it was the capital, and even the people on the roadside had a lot of knowledge. When they saw this person, someone immediately exclaimed: "Ha Fan?"

"Hafan? Who is Hafan?" Someone asked curiously.

"He is not an ordinary person!" The middle-aged man who spoke before had a fair face and a round figure. He looked like a man dressed up.

Hearing someone else asks about Ha Fan, he couldn't help but look proud on his face. He glanced at the convoy that was gradually moving away, and his voice lowered a little, "This Ha Fan is not an ordinary person. He is a Khitan national master. It is said that he not only has high martial arts skills, but also has magic. Just like the Immortal Master De Miao..."

"Shh!" As soon as he talked about De Miao, a man next to him who looked 70% similar to him immediately covered his mouth and looked around. Seeing that there were no soldiers nearby, he smiled and apologized to the person who asked about Ha Fan before: "Brother, I am not good at using my brother. Sometimes I like to talk nonsense, so you just pretend that you didn't hear it!"

When the person who asked about things heard it, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized it, with a smile of understanding on his face, and whispered: "I know, we didn't listen to anything."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of gratitude on his face. He bowed his hand and walked away. While walking, he scolded the fat man in a low voice: "Three, how many times have I said you, can you tell me about your mouth? "

"That De Miao..." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he spoke out and said, "That De Miao demon killed the late emperor. Are you still talking about the De Miao Immortal Master in public? You are not afraid of causing trouble. Now let alone the word "Immortal Master", you should not mention the name De Miao."

The fat man also realized that he almost caused trouble without any restraint. He smiled and nodded, not daring to refute.

The few people said this, but they couldn't help but stand not far from them. Moreover, the martial arts practitioners were very clear-headed and even more so. They turned their heads and peeked at Tai Sui's expression, and found that he was indeed as he thought. After hearing De Miao's name, he began to frown. His eyes sometimes showed a faint look of boredom and resentment, and sometimes he became confused.

Yaoguang opened his mouth and stopped, thinking that it would be better not to mention this matter. Anyway, De Miao is dead, and his master is still alive. Forget it, just go over it.

Thinking of this, she looked up at the Khitan convoy. Seeing that they were walking further and further away, the crowd dispersed, but Tai Sui looked a little ugly. She hurriedly said, "Okay, let's stop reading, go and listen to the book."

When Tai Sui heard this, she immediately diverted her attention, raised her head, and showed a look of excitement on her face. She nodded and said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, go, listen to the book."

As they said that, the two walked towards the teahouse ahead.

In the Khitan convoy, Ha Fan was sitting in the car and was scanning the situation outside the car with a cold gaze. After the crowd dispersed, he raised his hand and pulled the curtain down, revealing a round hole-shaped scar on his wrist.
Chapter completed!