His knees were so weak that he couldn't support his body, and he staggered to his knees. The snow on the ground felt a biting chill through his clothes, but Liu Xiu didn't notice it at all, and only roared repeatedly in his heart.

The man in black is obviously not a robber who robs money, but an assassin who has come to kill people!

From beginning to end, the two questions he asked were clearly aimed at himself - a student of Chang'an Tai wearing a white fox fur given by others!

If it weren't for Fang Cai who gave the fox fur to Ma Duan, if it wasn't for Ma Duan's also a student, then now, the headless corpse that lost his head and fell in the snow would be Liu Xiu himself!

Although it was freezing cold, in a moment, Liu Xiu's back was already soaked with sweat.

In his mind, once again, the face of the old gentleman he had met in the liquor store during the day appeared.

Thin and thin, his eyes are full of desolation, and his conversation is full of wisdom that is beyond his reach......

and the student next to him, the family of Dasikong Wangyi......

Knowing that he has a white fox fur and knowing that he is a student, he is the only one!

Who are they?

Why did you kill me?

Who? Who? Who?

Why? Why? Why?

In Liu Xiu's mind, there were only these two questions left, and they kept exploding.

It wasn't until the surrounding onlookers began to be bold and slowly approached that Liu Xiu jumped up from the ground suddenly.

Can't stay here anymore!

He mounted his horse as fast as he could, never daring to turn back, and galloped away towards the east.

……

It's nightfall.

However, Wang Mang didn't even eat or drink a sip of water or a grain of rice. Just sit quietly in the doorway, looking ahead.

Wang Mu naturally did not enter the water and rice, and knelt motionlessly beside the teacher's side, without saying a word, accompanying the teacher and waiting for Han Zhuo's return.

Both of them seemed to have turned into stone statues, motionless.

Finally, Han Zhuo's figure slowly emerged from the night in front of him.

In his left hand, he held a white fox fur, which was stained with dark red blood. In his right hand, he carried a head whose face could not be seen clearly in the night.

Wang Mang's eyes, which had already narrowed, suddenly widened, and he stood up, his hands clenched into fists, waiting for Han Zhuo to approach step by step.

That man...... That man...... Already dead?!

The name that has always bothered Wang Mang, that person...... Won't be in this world again?!

"Lord, man has been killed."

Han Zhuo walked up from the steps of the palace step by step, knelt in front of Wang Mang, and held the head and fox fur high above his head.

That is indeed Wang Mang's fox fur, the fox fur that was just sent out this morning. Although it was covered in specks of blood, Wang Mang was still recognizable at a glance.

However, at the next glance, when Wang Mang's eyes fell on the top of the first level, his heart seemed to be smashed down by a heavy hammer.

That face doesn't belong to the Zhao Cheng in the daytime, or ...... Liu Xiu, but a strange young man that Wang Mang has never seen!

Wang Mu discovered this at the same time as the teacher.

Han Zhuo...... Kill the wrong person.

"Is there anyone else around that person?" Wang Mang asked with difficulty.

Han Zhuo shook his head: "He is alone, and there is no one else." ”

"That's it......" Wang Mang sighed lightly, Wang Mu hurriedly raised his head and looked at Wang Mang, but found that the teacher's face suddenly turned pale in the dark night, losing all his blood.

His hands clutched tightly to his chest, and his body swayed slightly in the night wind.

Wang Mu hurriedly got up, quickly supported the teacher's right arm, and used his body to support him as he was shaking.

"Teacher...... Are you alright? I'll help you in and rest......" Wang Mu whispered in Wang Mang's ear.

Wang Mang gritted his teeth tightly, stretched out his left hand with all his might, and waved it lightly in front of him, his voice was difficult: "No...... Need not. ”

"Lord......?" Han Zhuo raised his head, although his face was still expressionless, there was a slight doubt in his eyes.

Even if he was as indifferent and dull as him, he also sensed a trace of something wrong from Wang Mang's actions.

"It's fine. You did very well. ”

In Wang Mang's heart, waves of intense pain kept coming, but he still managed to squeeze this sentence out between his teeth.

Although he didn't know why, Han Zhuo would kill the wrong person. But Wang Mang believed that he must have faithfully followed his orders to kill a student in a fox coat, no matter what his name was.

Now, the fox fur has been brought back with the head. Then Han Zhuo must have done nothing wrong.

It's your fault, not Han Zhuo.

So Wang Mang didn't want to disappoint Han Zhuo.

"You're tired, go rest......"

Wang Mang tightly suppressed the sharp pain in his heart and whispered to Han Zhuo.

Seeing Han Zhuo's figure disappear in the darkness, Wang Mang let out a long breath and turned his head to look at Wang Mu.

Wang Mu was shocked to see that the teacher's face, which was already old, seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

"Teacher, you ......"

Wang Mu had just spoken, but was interrupted by Wang Mang.

"Mu'er...... Needless to say. Wang Mang's voice was full of endless desolation, helplessness, and unwillingness: "Perhaps, this is the so-called destiny...... Or maybe this chosen one has already become the climate. ”

In the night sky, only Wang Mang's low, weak chuckle remained.