[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

The blade hidden in the autumn light flashed past, Mo Jingzhi turned over from the tree trunk and jumped down, with the dagger in his hand across his chest, Mo Jingzhi stepped back a few steps, the person hidden in the dark finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.The person who came was a woman with a graceful figure. The black dress was tightly attached to her body, covering the assassin from head to toe, only revealing a pair of blue eyes, staring at Mo Jingzhi like a snake.

"Shen Cang, Anbu Snake Head, your rank is not low." Mo Jingzhi turned his wrist, and the short sword cast a cold light in the void.Mo Jingzhi grinned slightly, as if communicating with an acquaintance.

The woman did not speak, her right toe was pointing to the ground, her body tensed forward, she only held a dagger in her hand, such a simple and ordinary weapon, to take the life of the first general of Yankong, always makes people feel that this time is too heavy. Cang didn't put too much thought into this assassination.

Seeing that the woman was silent, Mo Jingzhi let out a long sigh, the dagger no longer draws sword flowers out of the void, and stabs straight with the sword, Mo Jingzhi grabs the enemy's eyebrows, this is Mo Jingzhi's best "wanting star", taking the enemy in the most direct way life.

The dagger in the woman's hand immediately met him. The woman seemed to have seen through Mo Jingzhi's tricks, but she didn't dodge it, but confronted him directly with the point of the dagger.This is a way of fighting with courage, the woman's blue eyes gleamed coldly, more stinging than the dagger in her hand.

A crisp sound of metal clashing came from the ear bones, Mo Jingzhi raised his brows lightly, his "Walking Star" strike was broken by the opponent, a bloodstain on his wrist was clear and glaring, blood gurgled out, Mo Jingzhi closed in time, if One more slow step, and the opponent's dagger would pierce the artery in his wrist.The other party wants to put him to death!Mo Jingzhi clenched the dagger tightly with his right hand, he was careless, he thought that the other party just wanted to block his steps.

The blood dripped drop by drop into the soil, and formed a pool of blood at Mo Jingzhi's feet. The tingling pain on his wrist was never comparable to the pain of cutting out his heart. Showed anger.The dagger was aimed at the killer three steps away again, he no longer had any pity, and he no longer cared that the other party was the woman who had been with him day and night for more than ten years.Fuyu, Mo Jingzhi recited the name silently, leaped up a foot high, grasped the hilt of the dagger tightly with both hands, and the dagger carried huge force and slashed down at the assassin without any confusion or hesitation.The deadly move swept across, and a different ray of light flashed across the assassin's blue eyes. The assassin's dagger was hard-pressed and cut from top to bottom, and the dagger looked fragile. The assassin knew that the dagger in his hand could meet Without this move, she wanted to jump back to avoid it, but her body could not move at all, as if an invisible iron chain was trapping her, and the person holding the chain was Mo Jingzhi who was struck down with a sword!

"Invisible Qi?" The assassin exclaimed in a low voice, she knew she couldn't escape, she closed her dark blue eyes, her slender eyelashes were shining brightly, her right hand holding the dagger fell down, she Waiting for the judgment that Mo Jingzhi gave her.

A sword fell, the black hair was blown away by the autumn wind, the suffocating sword energy suddenly disappeared, the assassin opened his eyes, and the familiar dagger rested on her shoulder, and it was only a centimeter away from cutting her off head.Mo Jingzhi's brown eyes revealed lion-like anger. Through his pupils, the assassin saw his own face reflected in the opponent's eyes. His jet-black hair was scattered, and the black scarf covering his face was torn apart. With three points of clarity and seven points of surprise.The dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and the assassin smiled at Mo Jingzhi, like Ting Fengzhai's red pomegranate flowers blooming in the sun, bright and hot.

"Master Hou..." Fuyu murmured, she had called Mo Jingzhi that way for more than ten years, every time she was tender and affectionate, only this time, her voice was as cold as ice, Fuyu didn't want Mo Jingzhi to see her reluctance and hesitation.

The lazy man in front of Fuyu showed a wry smile, the blade of the dagger was pressed against Fuyu's neck, and the anger of the person holding the sword came through the blade, Fuyu could feel the truth of Mo Jingzhi Angry. "Fuyu, let's not play anymore, can you go back to Licheng Mansion and wait for me?" Mo Jingzhi wanted to say to Fuyu with his usual gentle words, but just as he said it, Mo Jingzhi found his voice was hoarse. And with a growl.

Fuyu shook her head lightly, rejecting Mo Jingzhi: "Master Hou, Fuyu is not making you angry, Fuyu is trying to kill Lord Hou."

Mo Jingzhi raised his eyes, and the anger that was about to dissipate instantly filled Mo Jingzhi's brown eyes. "You want to kill me?!" The short sword cut Fuyu's white neck, and he suddenly raised his voice, like a raging lion, and asked sharply, "If you want to kill me, just poison it! Shen Cang also underestimated my martial arts, Mo Jingzhi! Which one of Yankong's previous Jingliehous can be assassinated by assassins?!"

Fuyu knew that Mo Jingzhi was really angry. This usually elegant, gentle and sometimes lazy Hou Ye was like a child when he got angry.Once Mo Jingzhi was annoyed by the city guard of Licheng, Mo Jingzhi jumped up from the bed, knocked open the gate of Licheng city guard's mansion with bare feet, and yelled at the stunned city guard. Everyone was stunned by Mo Jingzhi.

"Master Hou..." Fuyu sighed faintly, and there was a slight pain in her neck. If others saw Mo Jingzhi's expression at this time, they would be as dumbfounded as the servants of Licheng City Guard back then, but Fuyu was heartbroken. It hurts so much that I want to cover my ears and bury my head in my knees.She knew that Mo Jingzhi knew her identity from a long time ago. Mo Jingzhi was waiting for Fuyu to leave Shencang one day. He went to Yanjing to assassinate him.The tears hidden in Fuyu's eyes fell silently, she wanted to ask Mo Jingzhi, who made Mo Jingzhi feel more heartbroken between her betrayal and Gu Minglan's betrayal.After all, Fuyu couldn't ask this cruel question.

"Fuyu, why are you crying?" Mo Jingzhi raised his hand to wipe off Fuyu's tears, but found that his palm was sweating.Mo Jingzhi was also afraid, he was afraid of getting an answer he didn't want.He still wiped away the tears from the corners of Fuyu's eyes: "Have you seen him?" Fuyu knew who the "he" Mo Jingzhi mentioned was referring to.

Fuyu nodded: "It's a fate. General Yu doesn't often appear in Shen Cang's headquarters."

"He...is he alright?" Mo Jingzhi felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Fuyu raised her head lightly, looked at Yan Kong Jingliehou who was looking forward to, but also in pain, and smiled wryly at a loss, Fuyu asked back: "Don't you know, Lord Hou?"

Mo Jing was taken aback for a moment, then twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Yes, I know. He planted frost flowers in the courtyard of that dilapidated old house, and he would sharpen his sword under the tree for two hours, Occasionally go to a small tavern in the city to have a drink..." Mo Jing put his hand on Fuyu's snow-white face, and said lightly, "This is the only way I meet him."

"You go back." Mo Jingzhi put away the dagger, raised his finger and pointed to the west, where there is a small river three feet wide, and a few small boats are moored on the river, "Go down that river, and you can reach the red river in a day." Long, after passing Chilong, you can change horses, and you can reach Beiyang County in three days at the fastest, and when you reach Beiyang County, you can change boats, from Qingshui..."

"Master Hou, Fuyu knows how to get back." Fuyu looked at the man in front of him, his temples were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.When she met Mo Jingzhi for the first time ten years ago, Fuyu could feel the deep sadness hidden in Mo Jingzhi's heart. Occasionally, there would be a gleam of depression in Mo Jingzhi's lazy eyes, and Fuyu had been guessing who it was To make this person hate so deeply and love him so painfully, Fuyu never thought that the person in Mo Jingzhi's heart is actually Gu Minglan who sent her to Mo Jingzhi's side.

"Oh, you know." Mo Jingzhi scratched his hair like a child, a little disappointed.

Fuyu looked at this man, and wanted to tell Mo Jingzhi that she didn't want to go back to Cangluo, but she had no position to stay.Fuyu knelt on the ground to bid farewell to Mo Jingzhi, turned around, she made up her mind not to take a second look at this man, but was stopped by Mo Jingzhi.

"Fuyu, tell him, I will wait for him in Yanjing." Mo Jingzhi's voice came from behind, Fuyu nodded vigorously with her back to Mo Jingzhi, and left the man she had loved for more than ten years.

"The Liulifang can't be built." Mo Jingzhi raised his head, the sky was as blue as washing, a goshawk spread its wings, and drew a sharp straight line in the air.

Mo Jingzhi fastened the sword around his waist, flipped off the scabbard lightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a random arc.

"This era is about to change." Mo Jingzhi smiled.

Shile, Cangluo City.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Gu Minglan walked along the empty alley.This was the first rain after the fall of Cangluo, and it rained all night, almost blowing away the residual summer heat in Cangluo city.

After walking a few more steps, Gu Minglan stopped, turned around, and looked at the dark alley on the left.The rain hit the umbrella surface, making a crackling sound, Gu Minglan's sharp eyes stared at the alley, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Gu Minglan dropped the umbrella he was holding, the long sword clanged, and swept across , cut the rainscreen into two pieces.

The point of the sword was between the killer's eyebrows, and a slight smile fell on Gu Minglan's stern face: "Go back and tell him, I will see him soon."

The killer's eyes widened, as if he didn't hear Gu Minglan's words clearly.However, Gu Minglan had gone far away, and in the rain at night, there was only the oil-paper umbrella that Gu Minglan threw on the ground alone.The killer picked up the black towel that was wet from the rain, and silently retreated into the dark alley.

Three days later.

When Qingyi withdrew from the Chonghua Palace, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.The servants in the Chonghua Palace rushed up to welcome him, bowed to Qingyi, and smiled obsequiously: "It's been raining for too long and it's boring. This old slave will hold the umbrella for the prince. How about seeing the prince for a ride?"

Qing Yi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with a silk handkerchief, and nodded to the servant.The servant opened the umbrella for Qingyi, and followed behind Qingyi, walking step by step.Qingyi recognized this servant, he used to be Yunluan's servant, since Yunluan was sent to Beimo, this servant has been serving in Chonghua Palace.

After walking for a while, when he was far away from Chonghua Palace, Qingyi stopped and smiled: "Eunuch has something to say."

The waiter bowed and nodded: "The master asked the old slave to pass a message to the prince. The master said that the prince and the young master are playmates who beat children. The young master has been away for six years. It's been a long time. I hope the prince will mention it more when he contacts the young master next time." Mention master."

Qing Yi turned his head and glanced at the respectful servant: "Don't say that to Shao Si Ming."

"The old slave will never tell!" The servant handed the umbrella to Qingyi, knelt on the damp stone slab, and put his head on the ground.

"Elder-in-law, take care." Qing Yi said with a smile that was not a smile, and walked out of the Chonghua Palace with its umbrellas and clouds.

When Qingyi walked away, the servant stood up tremblingly, wiped his face with his hand, the servant breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the layers of pavilions to the west, and shook his head.Behind that layer upon layer of pavilions, there was a person who had always held a grudge against Mrs. Xin.