Duan Jinrong can't die here now, just like Nalan Mingxiu prevented Duan Jinrong from killing Duan Jinrui directly, they are looking at the supreme throne in the world that day, and only by suppressing all emotions and letting reason prevail can they reap the fruits of success.

However, he can't die, and he won't make Duan Jinrong happy.

His eyes were full of cold light, Liu Moyan's hands unconsciously loosened and closed, as if he had grabbed something and threw it down on his own initiative, looking up at the sky, it was already very late, and he had been out for a day, and he didn't know how the man's injuries had recovered.

Returning to his heart is like an arrow, at this moment, Liu Moyan only has this one thought.

The hiding place that Liu Moyan found for Duan Jinrui is a very hidden place, and the owner of it is nominally related to the brother-in-law of the city guard, it just so happens that the brother-in-law is the person responsible for collecting money for the city guard, so he is not afraid that the people who colluded with Duan Jinrong will find this place for a while, plus Duan Jinrong is now taken away by him, and the sudden death of those officials he bought, there seems to be no big news in the city now, but in fact, those officials are in chaos, and they must be busy fighting for power and profit. Liu Moyan still has this confidence, he only needs to confirm Duan Jinrui's safety now, and then, waiting for Zhuang Lijue's people to arrive in time to protect him.

The house didn't seem to have changed from when he left, but Liu Moyan quietly paused, he glanced at the two people guarding the door, his posture was straight, and he looked like his spirit was only better than the ordinary guards, there was not much difference, Liu Moyan's keen nerves, but he instantly smelled a familiar breath, it was the well-trained and awe-inspiring of the soldiers, his body turned, and he reached the back of the courtyard wall, a little under his feet, and one hand on the high wall, the afterglow of his eyes swept a little silver, The other hand quickly pressed on the wall, changed the direction, and there was no movement, it was the heavenly silk, the gold was broken, if it was rushed directly, it would not be a simple few openings, this time it was much more careful, avoiding the heavenly silk and other hurtful warning things, fortunately, this was his territory, it was a little accidental, and the dead end was also in Liu Moyan's heart.

Liu Moyan finally lay on the wall, probably very confident in the protection of the house itself, the people inside have not found him until now, and it is difficult to ignore the dozens of unfamiliar faces in the courtyard. It turned out that there was no one in the house, and there was not a single face he knew!

Are these people traps, or have Zhuang Lijue's people arrived? He was confident in the ability of the people in the courtyard who had personally arranged him, and it was impossible for him to be made dumplings without a sound, but, judging from the distance and the actual situation, it was impossible for Zhuang Lijue to arrive here so quickly, after all, it would take some effort for him to leave Beijing and leave Beijing with a large number of men who could be used.

I don't know what Duan Jinrui's situation is now, when he left, the man was still seriously injured, if it was an enemy, I am afraid ......

Liu Moyan turned around in his mind, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, he didn't hide his figure anymore, and jumped off the wall generously, he was gambling, whether it was friend or foe, the other party would not rashly open the killing ring now, because Duan Jinrong, who wanted to kill people directly, was still in his hands.

"Who!"

Although the people wandering in the courtyard are far inferior to Liu Moyan in terms of skill, they still have vigilance, not to mention that Liu Moyan fell directly from the wall without a trace of cover!

Liu Moyan was still dressed in red, soaked in blood and stained by dust, but his appearance was as awe-inspiring as a phoenix, which made people unable to look at him directly.

The sound of the weapon unsheathed was continuous, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Moyan was surrounded by a circle of Xueliang blades, each of which was faintly releasing the breath of killing, the man in red was absolutely beautiful, and he had never had a trace of gaffe because of this persecution, and slowly opened his lips, and his voice was elegant and magnetic: "Liu Moyan will come here for a while, the master!" “

The word master deliberately accentuated the tone, so that those who understood just listened to it, and then secretly wondered.

Liu Moyan's posture is free, and there is even a smile on his lips, if he doesn't look at the blood color on his body that still exudes a sweet smell, he can really be called a beautiful son, and the person who is hostile to him unconsciously restrains a little anger because of the demeanor and attitude of the person in front of him.

"Our master has something to do now, this son should please go back!"

Convergence and anger are convergence, principles are still principles, Liu Moyan raised his lips and smiled: "He will be willing to see me!" “

Raising his neck and opening his lips, his voice turned into a thin line, shuttling in from the courtyard, and the door couldn't stop his voice at all: "Zhuang Lijue, since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail!" “

His words were already very polite, the faces of those people around him changed, and the swords in their hands trembled faintly, it was no longer a threatening posture, but they wanted to do it directly, but Liu Moyan The old god was there, and he didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, a knife was about to cut at his shoulder, and his eyes were still staring at the closed door for a moment.

"Cheng Kong!"

The person who had been hiding in the house finally gave up, the person who cut the knife in his hand straight down, the moment he heard his name, he withdrew the knife from his waist, and honestly avoided a step, Liu Moyan tilted his head slightly, looking at the man in a snow robe, up and down, very carefully, as if he didn't know him, and then sighed: "What, you want to kill me here?" “

Fang Cai didn't come out until he used the sound transmission to enter the secret, showing his current skills to break through or let someone notice that there was still no problem, and then he came out shyly like a big lady raised in the deep boudoir, saying that Zhuang Lijue didn't have the intention of killing him easily, Liu Moyan didn't believe it.

Although Zhuang Lijue is still the same snow-colored robe as before, it is a little different from before, once, the gentle and warm smile he was used to on his face has become a shallow trace, his lips are a little tight, and the light in his eyes is depressed and deep, and it is more imposing, but it is not easy for people to approach.

Zhuang Lijue walked in front of Liu Moyan, glanced at the other party's bloodstained red robe, and smiled coldly: "I won't kill you at this time, don't worry!" “

He glanced at his unknown subordinates around him: "You all stand down!" Stay on guard and don't let anyone in! “

Zhuang Lijue took Liu Moyan into the inner room, just at a glance, Liu Moyan saw a man lying on the couch, with an ominous red face, before Zhuang Lijue reacted, the red shadow flashed, and he was already approaching the couch, and the white porcelain-like hand touched the man's forehead: "It's so hot......"