- When he came out of the secret passage, the sky outside had changed day and night. Recalling that when he entered and exited the secret passage, they were all at the same time of the day, and it seemed that there was only one turning around between entering and exiting, and Mo Ye felt in a trance that he felt as if he had a dream. No matter how complicated and changing the dream is, when you wake up from the dream, you will return to your original appearance.

If the day and night in the secret passage is really just a dream, then it is actually quite good.

But this is clearly not the case. The scenes in the secret passage are all exactly what they are. Mo Ye is no longer a filial son, and she will only use it temporarily for her mental self-paralysis and deception. Facing the reality and finding a way to save her is what she takes seriously, and she knows very well the importance of doing so.

Sorting out his thoughts, Mo Ye thought that there were two major problems in front of him at this time, getting rid of the killer and finding help. And think about it calmly, these two problems are actually entangled with each other, and they are only one problem. It is precisely because of this that she wants to take action, but she feels difficult when planning.

The encounter by the unnamed lake made Mo Ye see how powerful his martial arts were this seemingly lone killer. And what happened after entering the secret passage made Mo Ye realize that this killer is not only skilled in cutting off his head, but also has the ability to disguise his life experience. Moreover, this person is scheming and cunning, and he has deceived so many people by pulling her identity as a cover!

Mo Ye knew that unless she knew her very well, she could see through the killer's identity and fabricated life experience.

Who knows their background best in Kyoto? Mo Ye only thought of one person, but she quickly hesitated again.

Although she was sealed by the killer, and only the strength of ordinary people was left, to be precise, her physical condition at this time was different from ordinary people, and she could only walk slowly, but her ability to speak was not hindered in the slightest. She could have debunked the identity of the killer in front of people.

However, she didn't say it, because she had seen the killer's martial arts and decisiveness, unless she met someone of equal strength, she would reveal his identity to anyone. It's all about human life.

Among the people she knew in Kyoto, the only people in the Commander's Mansion whose martial arts strength could be roughly equal to this killer's martial arts strength was probably the one in the Commander's Mansion. But this killer is not a fool, how could he give her a chance to get close to the Commander's Mansion? He could feel the temper and background of the people she knew so clearly, and it was obvious that he and the killer organization behind him had already done a mature archival collection work for this operation, and he obviously knew what he had to avoid.

And if she can't go to the Commander's Mansion to borrow strength, there are only about one or two people there who can take the initiative to come to her.

Wu Shu. Or Cheng Xu? Can these two people intercept this killer's methods? If not, with this killer's shooting style, his life is equal to someone else's death.

His thoughts wandered to a dead end, and Mo Ye became a little upset. The hands that lay flat on their knees are slightly clenched into fists. She didn't want to trade the lives of anyone she knew for herself until she was sure there was nothing else she could do.

Even if she was sure that there was no way out, she didn't know if she would be able to do that by then. The thought that someone would lose their lives because of her, she couldn't stop aching somewhere in her heart, as if there was a wound there, and she barely scabbed. It's going to be ripped apart again.

――If you think about it, there must be another way.

She was thinking about this in her heart, and suddenly felt a slight cold in her hands. She lifted her eyes slightly, and saw the killer's face approaching.

"Xiao Ye, I have been stuffy without water and food in the secret passage for so long, and I finally came out at this time. You start by taking a sip of tea to moisten your throat. Wait a little longer, and dinner should be ready at my aunt's side. The killer smiled, so close, and the tenderness in his eyes didn't look fake.

He could have put the teacup on the table and motioned for Mo Ye to serve it himself. But he chose a more troublesome way. He first stretched out a hand, grabbed Mo Ye's clenched palm and moved it up, then pushed her tightened fingers away with a sharp spit of his fingers, and then slowly put the teacup in his other hand up.

Just handed over a cup of tea, his actions were so delicate and proper, it made Mo Ye can't help but be jealous. However, she quickly came back to her senses, and a chill suddenly appeared behind her, and her eyes naturally showed disgust.

Feeling Mo Ye's hand struggle, the killer didn't insist, and let go of his hand, but then he said in a slightly deeper voice: "For those who care about you, you have to take good care of yourself."

There was something in his words, Mo Ye couldn't hear it, this was a threat in disguise, and he asked her to cooperate.

The expression on Mo Ye's face changed for a moment, and sure enough, she quickly showed a cooperative attitude, and a smile rarely appeared on her face. She put down the teacup, put her hands on his arms, and rubbed them slightly with great affection, and said gently: "You too, don't always forget to take care of yourself in order to pay attention to others." You look much worse than you did before you entered the secret passage, which is strange to worry about. ”

Looking at the glimmer of joy in her smile, the killer's calm and gentle eyes froze slightly. This time, it was his turn to push away her vine-like hands. Although he knew that her valve was sealed and there was no ability to threaten him in the slightest, somehow, for a moment, he wanted to distance himself from her.

Mo Ye doesn't have good acting skills comparable to that killer, and this kind of skill can't be achieved overnight, the joy in her smile just now is actually real. She was still disgusted and jealous of this killer, but just now when he handed over the teacup, her fingers inadvertently touched his wrist, touching the pulse that was beating at a strange speed, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in her dark mind.

Although Mo Ye's valve acupoint was sealed and she couldn't use martial arts, most of her actions as an ordinary person were normal, including the ability to percussion. Diagnosis of the pulse does not require the use of martial arts, and I have not heard of any doctor who must have a deep foundation in martial arts while having supreme medical skills.

However, Mo Ye could tell that the killer's pulse was different at a touch, but it was actually because his pulse was too strange. If it weren't for that, with the rudimentary medical skills she learned in Ye Zhai, I am afraid that she would not be able to grasp the connections of others so keenly.

And when he climbed his arm and pinched the larger vein in his elbow socket on the pretext of showing his intimacy, Mo Ye was even more convinced of his judgment.

It turns out that this guy looks impeccable on the outside, and he can't move with absolute control and let him play with it, but in fact, his weakness has always been in front of him, but he thinks too much about it, but he doesn't notice it.

I just don't know what kind of illness he has been?

If you are a healer. When encountering such a severely ill patient, the first thought must be to distinguish the symptoms and apply medicine. However, not all people who are well-versed in medical science have the heart of a doctor, if in normal times, Mo Ye may help in Yiyeju. But at this time, in the face of the person who took her hostage, she only hoped that he would die of illness sooner.

Seizing this glimmer of vitality, Mo Ye began to mobilize all his mental strength to dig deep into this opportunity to reverse the situation.

It is necessary to look for more opportunities to touch his pulse in order to find out as much as possible what course his dark disease has progressed. Therefore, the next step may be as he said, and it is necessary to cooperate with him to show his closeness to outsiders.

And then he is waiting for the opportunity to make trouble, and all he can do at the moment is his diet. But poisoning obviously doesn't work, and it's easy to provoke him to murderous thoughts, which is a dangerous attempt. The method of direct aggression does not work, and can only be interfered with in an indirect form, that is, he does not know his illness. What foods are specifically avoided?

Mo Ye suddenly felt a little remorseful, if only she could seriously follow Ye Zhengming to study medicine before.

Before that, she devoted all her energy to practicing martial arts, but after three years of hard work, what she practiced was half a burden of kung fu. Wu Shu has always refused to let go of teaching her to practice moves, so that the martial arts she practiced have a solid foundation. But there are no powerful attack moves, so it is so easy to be controlled.

If you concentrate on studying medicine with Ye Zhengming, you may be able to get his teaching and learn a few unique skills. What else do you need to do martial arts yourself, pretend to be a weak woman, just take advantage of the strong opponent's negligence for a while. A few pills can be fiddled with, and the matter can be settled.

Thinking of this, Mo Ye suddenly sighed softly. Now, no matter how many of these thoughts there are, they are all false. She hesitated slightly. He picked up the cup of tea on the table and sipped slowly, but his gaze kept rolling on the killer's face.

The incident in the foggy mountains made her know that her physique was different from ordinary people, and ordinary poisons could not be helped, so she was not afraid of adding poison to the tea. What's more, with this killer's ability, there are many ways to kill her, and there is no need to use such a troublesome method as poisoning.

Mo Ye drank tea slowly, her eyes kept falling on the killer's face tepidly, it seemed to be a little affectionate, but in fact, what she was thinking about at this time was how to kill the person in front of her.

Of course, this killer is also self-aware and understands Mo Ye's mood. If he himself is controlled like this, he will also think of a way to get out. It's just that at this moment, seeing that the longer this woman has been trapped, the calmer she seems to become, he feels a little novel, and at the same time, the jealousy in his heart has increased.

A thin woman who is only thirteen years old can have such a deep mind, an overly calm reason, if it were not for what she had already planned, this kind of character alone would be frowned upon.

Is the child raised by that person destined to be different from ordinary people?

It's just that, as a woman, the skills she has learned are inevitably a little inconsistent with her identity.

The two people at this table looked at each other, and there was no obvious malice in each other's eyes, which really responded to an incomparably harmonious scene.

Li Shi, who was walking in with a good meal at the door, saw this scene, and his heart was both happy and a little sad.

It seems that the fiancé that Mr. chose for Xiao Yezi, she herself feels agreeable. Finding a lover to accompany you for a lifetime, even if it is just marrying into a service family, can live a peaceful and beautiful life, in fact, more than anything else. With Miss's personality, she probably thinks the same way, right? If she could see this scene, she must be happy.

However, this happy event inevitably came too suddenly, and she didn't have time to prepare a greeting gift in a hurry. And Xiao Ling, this kid, didn't come to Kyoto earlier, these days, Kyoto doesn't seem to be very peaceful.

However, this thought only stopped in her heart for a moment, and she laughed at herself and pushed it away. After all, Xiao Ling is still a young man, and he is not prepared to do things, and not everyone can be as thoughtful as Mr. I unconsciously compared Mr. with Xiao Ling, which is really inappropriate.

Moreover, looking at the life of Mr. Bystander, perhaps people who think too much about it are not as happy as ordinary people. Maybe Mr. also realized it later, so he found this ordinary husband's house for Xiao Yezi. Xiao Ling, this child, although there is a lack of consideration in his actions, he must also have advantages that can be valued by Mr.

Thinking like this in his heart, Li Shi looked at the young man sitting opposite Mo Ye more and more pleasing to the eye.

- But if she knew the true identity of that person, and the real coercive relationship with Mo Ye, she would definitely spit on herself a few times.

As soon as Lai's footsteps crossed the threshold, sitting opposite Mo Ye, the young killer who had fabricated the identity of her fiancé in a paper marriage contract heard the sound. But he had to hide his martial arts, so he deliberately pretended to be sluggish and didn't notice until Li Shi approached and called, and then he pretended to be polite and hurriedly got up to help set up the dishes and chopsticks.

While helping to set the bowls, the young killer said apologetically: "The late life has just arrived, and it has caused a lot of trouble to the aunt, and this meal should have been apologized by the late student, but at this moment, the aunt is busy, and the late life is ashamed."

Mo Ye listened to his words on the side, and only felt a furry in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything. At this moment, as the party accused of zhì, she has not yet come up with a comprehensive way to expose the killer's lies in person and avoid his murderous intentions. Although she couldn't see this ruthless killer talking in front of her aunt, who was like her adoptive mother, she could only endure it for the sake of her aunt's safety.

Fortunately, this guy only nauseated her ears from time to time, and there was no other offense. With her fiancé, he could have gone a little further, but in fact, even when he was alone with her, he didn't do much. Thinking of this, Mo Ye's indignant mood was slightly calmer.

Li Shi listened to his polite words, and felt very useful, but at the same time felt that he was a little too polite, as if he was unfamiliar with something, so she smiled and said: "Where is Ye'er, I grew up watching, you treat her sincerely, you don't need to be so polite here."

The young killer who pretended to be a gentle and good son-in-law hurriedly smiled: "I was taught in the late life."

At this moment, Luo Xing'er also came over from the kitchen. She held the tray in both hands, and there was only one soup bowl resting on the plate, but it was huge. The bowl is covered and the ingredients inside are not visible, but it is not difficult to imagine that this should be the protagonist of today's meal-