Chapter Twenty-Three: Hand-to-Hand
At this time, it was close to evening, and Zhao Jinyan was walking on the way home, except that there was a person behind him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
came out of the gate of the state capital, to the time she went to see Moxu, and now, this man named Ji Shenwei and looks exactly like Wen Yuanliang has been following her.
"Enough is enough!" She looked back at him angrily, and there were very few people or things that could make her angry.
"Who is Wen Yuanliang?" Almost stubbornly asked this question that had been bothering him since he woke up.
Zhao Jinyan kept laughing after hearing this, and he laughed out of tears, until he felt tired.
Ji Shen said worriedly: "Who is Wen Yuanliang?" ”
It's like a child full of curiosity, but shouldn't this question be asked to himself?
"He is ......" Zhao Jinyan couldn't say, "He has compassion for others, but he is a great villain, a great villain." ”
"Compassionate ......"
"The ...... of the Wicked"
"The Great Wicked ......"
Ji Shen left as if he was talking to himself, only this question remained in his heart, and he stayed with him for half his life.
Only later did this man bless another identity, or his natural enemy.
Zhao Jinyan looked at his distant back thoughtfully, but he had a suspicion that even he was afraid of, maybe it was just a coincidence.
But he refused from the bottom of his heart and ran away.
"Miss, the slave has finally found you, go back to the house, Madame, she is already leaving."
Ruyu ran over panting, it turned out that she was called back by Zhongbo to persuade Mrs. after she was lost with Zhao Jinyan from Yuan's Mansion that day.
But I didn't know that Mrs. didn't persuade her, but was watched by Mrs., and she was not allowed to go to report to the young lady, and I didn't expect that the young lady didn't go back overnight.
Zhao Jinyan didn't have the time to hear her say this, so he only rushed in the direction of Zhao's mansion.
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Ji Shen was worried about moving forward, but he didn't know that he had lost his direction, he was not familiar with Suzhou City, and he came here with Yuan Sining, and he was locked up, and today he also asked all the way to the front of the state capital.
It stands to reason that he should go back to Yuan's mansion, but he suddenly lost his strength, didn't want to do anything, didn't want to move.
In twenty-two years of life, it is the first time.
People who are usually so powerful that they are attacked by countless people but do not fall, but now they are squatting alone in a corner, losing all direction.
"Hey, where is this young man, but he was bullied."
The white light flickered, and Mo Xuan shook his white jade jade wine jug, his mouth facing down, only dripping out a drop of wine stains.
"I'm out of wine." He took a few steps forward, only a black shadow flashed in front of him, and his hand stretched out quickly, "Haha, catch it, see where you are fleeing!" ”
Ji Shen didn't move a bit, his other hand covered Mo Xu's hand, and with more force, he threw it out, causing him to stagger back a few steps.
"It's a lot of strength." Fang Cai's little bit of alcohol also dissipated a lot, and he felt that the person in front of him was powerful.
"Shaoxia, stop, my son-in-law has something to ask you."
Ignoring the calls of those behind him, in Ji Shen's worried heart, the person who can stop him does not exist.
He was born for one thing, and this is something that no one can say.
Mo Xuan was not such a rigid person, and when he saw that he was still walking forward on his own, he chased after him, but it was only a few steps away.
It's not enough to just catch up, he still wants him to stop, but Mo is so good that he is sad and stunned, and he has no choice but to make a move.
He has been practicing with his master since he was a child, and his foundation is good, plus he has a little talent, and he is diligent and hard-working, and he thinks that he is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
And Ji Shenwu is an ordinary person in his eyes, no, worse than ordinary people, he is full of scars.
This palm is mild and fierce, Ji Shen only felt a warm wind coming, followed his instinct to take this palm, took a few steps back, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
A touch of shock flashed from Mo Xu's white face, and he shot one after another with lightning speed, and stubbornly knocked Ji Shen to the ground.
"It was originally such a thing as making friends, why is it so popular now?" Three points of helplessness, three points of incomprehension, Mo Xuan has always been very gentle.
Ji Shenwu struggled to get up from the ground, and he was already covered with scars, especially his legs, which took a long time.
But just as he was about to stand firm, a throwing knife was inserted into his knee, and before he could escape, he fell to his knees and could no longer move.
This posture has been done since I was a child, but it is the first time that I feel humiliated.
The dark color swayed, and the distance was extremely close, as if it was inviolable, and his right hand and his strong posture pinched his jaw.
"Who are you, what year, month, day, and place were you born?"
He looked up along this dark color, the man's lips were extremely thin, his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was asleep, and the light suddenly appeared inadvertently.
"You don't have much time, and my patience is limited."
"On the third day of the seventh year of Yongle, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom." The pressure above suddenly disappeared, and Ji Shen fell to the ground in a state of sorrow.
"You lied." The man no longer looked at him, "Let's go, I look forward to seeing you again, and still alive like this." ”
Without the slightest emotion, Ji Shen was worried but fell into deep thought, he was indeed lying, but just to survive.
This person, who is extremely similar to his own skin, but very different, seems to have seen through him.
His legs stiffened and "pulled up" from the ground, and he walked in the opposite direction almost as if he were running away.
"My son, remember not to tell anyone anything about you, it's anyone." It was the only thing my father ever said to him when he died.
He always remembered, did not dare to forget, and never disobeyed, because there was no one in this world who could make him trust.
"The person the Empress Dowager wants to kill, you just let it go?"
He didn't explain much, but said, "Send someone and follow him, maybe it's a turnaround."
Accustomed to this person's silence since he woke up, Mo Xuan had to hide the doubts in his heart.
For example, do you have siblings?
He didn't dare to ask such a question.
Wen Yuanliang after the trip to Suzhou is not only taciturn, but also has a very strange temper.
He carefully wiped the throwing knife that had just been inserted into Ji Shen's knee, his hand was already stained with a little blood, but he was still undistracted.
The withered branches and trees suddenly fell from above, and Mo Xu's ears immediately stood up, "Who?" Come out! ”
The person in the dark walked out very neatly, and saw that he had a very calm smile, and said softly: "The two heroes are Yuan."
Wen Yuanliang only held a flying knife in his hand, like a supreme treasure, "Go, leave your life, it's just a thank you gift for saving Jinyan, I don't like her to owe others." ”
Especially men.
Yuan Siqi was dumbfounded, and smiled bitterly again and again, is this the reason?