"Young Master Zi? Duanmu Min glanced at Zi Ye and sneered, "Forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know any Young Master Zi...... Unless you come up with evidence that he is the Purple Night......"

"Duanmumin, you're deliberately finding fault, aren't you?" Ma Hai suddenly stepped forward and put it on Duanmumin's neck: "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu accidentally hurt you?" ”

"Do you dare?" Duanmu Min was not afraid at all, and laughed: "Guogong said it...... Whoever stirs up trouble and causes chaos will be killed......"

The guards behind Duanmu Min and the patrolling Zijia army instantly unsheathed their swords and looked at each other nervously.

"Shh......h

Zi Ye suddenly whistled, and just turned over and dismounted, but was stopped by a Duanmu Min's guard and put a knife on his neck.

"Don't move ......"

The people of the Zijia Army looked passing, and they surrounded them with a big shout.

"Don't mess around......"

"Hurry up and release Young Master Zi......"

“……”

"Shhhh......h......h

Indifferent eyes, looking at Ma Hai, Ziye turned his head slightly: "Stand back......"

"Young Master......"

"Retreat...... After ......" Ziye's tone was flat, but there was an undoubted threat.

Ma Hai's pupils couldn't help twitching fiercely, and he glanced at Duanmu Min again, and let go of him unwillingly.

Ziye's eyes squinted at the guards beside him: "I said...... My people have let you boss go...... Can you let me go...... too"

The guard looked at Duanmu with hesitation, obviously asking for his opinion.

"Haha......" Duanmu Min laughed and straightened his clothes, and looked at Ma Hai proudly: "I'm sorry...... When we catch a suspect, we usually have to try ......"

"You dare to ......" Ma Hai was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Ziye with his eyes.

Zi Ye's eyes looked at Duanmu Min indifferently: "How can you believe that I am Zi Ye?" ”

"Of course, it's the proof of the second marshal......" Duanmu Min laughed even more ruthlessly: "If he can prove that you are Ziye, we will believe ......"

"Duanmumin, you obviously know that the second marshal has fallen ill......" The corners of Fang Hai's resentful mouth twitched.

"Then there is no way...... Haha...... "Duanmu Min couldn't control it anymore, as if he had to raise his head and laugh uncontrollably."

I didn't know that after laughing a few times, I felt an instant heat on my cheeks, and a gentle liquid splashed on my face.

What followed was the exclamation of the crowd.

Duanmu Min stopped laughing instantly, and looked in a hurry, only to see that Zi Ye was holding the sword that threatened her just now.

On the edge of the sword, red blood stains were slowly flowing.

Opposite her, the soldier who had coerced her was standing there with a strange expression, and before he could investigate, the man had collapsed in a panic.

"Ah......h

With a few low exclamations, Duanmumin's soldiers instantly subconsciously took a step back.

All of them didn't see clearly how Zi Ye made a move.

I didn't even see the blade of the sword slash through it.

All they saw were blood-dripping blades, blood-stained wounds.

So, the first reaction of all of them was to subconsciously take a step back.

This is their subconscious, jealousy and fear of the purple night.

"You ......" Duanmu Min suddenly gasped and looked at Ziye in shock.

"Ziye, do you dare to openly kill people in public?".

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