Chapter 53: No Thieves (I)

"Rubbish!"

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, a slender woman in white was tied to a wooden stake, her face was expressionless, her shoulders and chest were still covered with black blood stains that had long since dried, and the plackets on her arms and legs seemed to have been broken by something, revealing her skin full of whip marks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"What a piece of rubbish! If I hadn't bought you from the bazaar, you would have been put in the kiln! ā€

The more the young man thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he saw the woman's lifeless and indifferent expression, he became even more angry, and he waved his leather whip and beat it for a full quarter of an hour, and the crackling sound never stopped, which silenced the servants standing around him.

The young man seemed to be tired, gasped and put down his whip, and even ordered the maidservant to rub his shoulders.

"I've treated you well all these years, and you were actually provoked by that white ink in a few words?"

The woman in white silently closed her eyes.

The so-called is not thin, but it is just that they are beaten less than other servants, and they eat more Wushisan than other servants.

She is different from Huang Li, Huang Li was raised by the Wei family in the Prime Minister's Mansion when she was a child, and when she came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was already in her prime, and she knew what Wushisan was.

The young man seemed to have lost his anger after he had finished fighting, and immediately changed his face, and said to the crane with a pleasant face: "Crane, let me ask you, that white ink, is it really strong?" ā€

Xianhe nodded.

"How is his sword better than the black spear I gave you?"

Xianhe said: "It's not the same. ā€

"What do you mean?"

Xianhe continued, "His sword is stronger, and it should be from the hands of real people. ā€

The young man thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Come on, call Sun Badger to me." ā€

After a while, there was a middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes in the room, this middle-aged man was very thin, two heads shorter than ordinary men, standing in front of Wei Yi, who was tall, like a dwarf.

"Young Master, are you looking for me?"

Wei Yi nodded and said, "Well, I'm a little tired, you can help me teach this white-eyed wolf who can't be raised first, don't slap your face." ā€

Sun Badger responded: "No." ā€

After that, he lifted Wei Yan's leather whip from the ground, baring his teeth and frowning, as if he had used the strength to feed, but the whip fell, much less than Wei Yan's strength.

Wei Yi said dissatisfiedly: "Be stronger, with your strength, she doesn't even scream, it's too boring." ā€

Sun Badger made a swipe at Wei Yiyao, and then waved the leather whip twice in the air, as if looking for a feel, and then another whip, with a miserable scream of the crane, directly rolled off a strip of cloth from the crane, and the skin under the strip of cloth was already purple.

Wei Yi nodded in agreement, and Sun Badger was sure that he had found the touch, so he didn't stop.

Wei Yi crossed Erlang's legs to admire the screams of the crane, and said to Sun Badger: "I haven't looked for you for a while, have you put down your art industry?" ā€

Sun Badger gasped and said: "Absolutely not, young master, I have been going to the homes of the princes and ministers every day these days to practice, didn't someone bring you a pearl yesterday?" ā€

Wei Yi smiled: "It seems that there is such a thing. Sun badger, don't keep fighting, you don't know it hurts if it breaks for a while. ā€

"No."

"Sun Badger, you stole the home of the prince and minister, you don't know the home of the famous man, you can't steal it?"

Sun Badger was still wielding the whip, but there was an extremely proud look on his face: "Young master, it's not me who blows with you, now my youngest apprentice can practice with those nerds." ā€

"What if this celebrity still has peerless martial arts?"

Sun Badger was silent for a while before asking, "Have you killed the slaughter?" ā€

"I don't think so." Wei Yi yawned, "However, Sword Sect Master Lu Guichen has a close relationship with him, and it is estimated that he has learned a lot of skills from that Lu Sect Master, which is very tricky, and Huang Li is broken in his hand." ā€

"Huang Li......" Sun Badger was silent again, Wei Yi, who was sleepy, did not notice it, when he heard the word Huang Li, Sun Badger's originally extremely obscene expression turned serious, and there was a faint sadness, "If he is not my master of stealing the door, he can still succeed." ā€

Wei Yi rubbed his eyes.

"Alright, stop fighting. Crane, are you dizzy? ā€

The crane was already covered with sweat on his forehead, and when he heard Wei Yi ask, he replied weakly, "I'm still awake." ā€

"Tell him what the sword looks like."

That night, Bai Mo and Leng Yuyan climbed onto the roof again, but this time the answer was not tender and sweet. Just sat down on the tile, Leng Yuyan said, "You know everything? ā€

"Got it." Bai Mo leaned on the tiles, and he was not afraid of slipping down.

Leng Yuyan didn't answer, Bai Mo looked up at her face and said, "Did you already know?" ā€

Leng Yuyan turned his head impatiently: "What kind of edge are you playing now?" Tell me, what do you want to do? Huewe clearly wants to control you. ā€

"What else can I do?" Bai Mo's tone was lazy, "This is all self-inflicted, and 'you' don't trust me too much, since you have a dark line in Hewei's house, why didn't you remind me at that time, Hecai, this woman can't move?" Now that we have a relationship, we are all married, maybe she will give birth to a big fat boy for me next year, and you still ask me what to do? ā€

Leng Yuyan snorted coldly and said, "Are you willing to do things for a businessman like him who is covered in copper stench?" ā€

"What's wrong with the merchant? Don't they all eat by their skills? ā€

This time, the stubble had a strong smell of gunpowder from the beginning.

Leng Yuyan faintly spat out a sentence: "After you left today, I caught a pigeon from the yard. ā€

Bai Mo sat up suddenly, staring at Leng Yuyan's eyes, as if with some anger, Leng Yuyan was not to be outdone, and smiled provocatively at Bai Mo.

"Give me the letter."

Leng Yuyan took out a roll of paper from his cuff and threw it into Bai Mo's arms. Bai Mo was not in a hurry to watch, still staring at Leng Yuyan coldly, at this time, Leng Yuyan suddenly said, "I didn't tell Qin Ge about this." ā€

Bai Mo suddenly put away his anger and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." ā€

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Leng Yuyan's smile contained a bitter meaning that could not be hidden, which made Bai Mo feel sad in his heart.

"You're playing with fire." Leng Yuyan said worriedly: "If you are not careful, you will turn into ashes, and there is no place to bury you." ā€

Bai Mo shook his head: "Since I entered Fengjing, I have been playing well, is it still less?" ā€

"You only have two feet, can you step on a third boat?" Leng Yuyan was harsh, but he was also worried about Bai Mo.

Bai Mo opened the paper scroll that Leng Yuyan threw on his chest, and there were only seven words written on it: "Long Sun knows, don't worry." ā€

Before he went to Hewei, he had already set the conditions to agree to Hewei and informed Yin Longsun of the matter, but after arriving at Hewei's house, he didn't reach any agreement immediately, because Bai Mo also understood that big business must be negotiated slowly, all details must be negotiated, and all differences must be found to make the other party retreat to the bottom line.

"How long have you been hooking up with Yin Longsun?"

"This is only the second time we've corresponded, and I found that he and I seem to have some natural understanding of what the other side wants to do, which is a very valuable thing. Now, even my knotted wife doesn't fully understand me. Bai Mo lay down again, the moonlight tonight is not much different from yesterday, if you don't look carefully, it is also very round. The last sentence of his sentence is actually not complaining, but just trying to divert those annoying topics full of organs, even if it is to talk about feelings with a sad face.

Leng Yuyan didn't see through his thoughts, because it was too hidden.

"I don't know about you either."

Bai Mo approached Leng Yuyan's shoulder, gently stroked her hair, and finally pressed it hard, directly pressing Leng Yuyan's head into his arms, Leng Yuyan did not struggle, happily closed his eyes, and enjoyed the warmth of Bai Mo's chest.

Bai Mo said softly: "What you know about Bai's life is true. ā€

Leng Yuyan still closed her eyes comfortably, the corners of her mouth slightly provoked an arc, looking quiet and wonderful, she took a deep breath in Bai Mo's arms before saying, "I thought you made it up, it's a bit miserable." ā€

"There are many fatherless and motherless people in the world, and when it comes to life experience, I am not miserable, at least I have seen them."

Bai Mo raised his empty hand, raised his head and took a sip.

"Good wine."

Leng Yuyan buried his head deeper, and his tone was softer.

"Bai Mo, in the future, I will help you."

Bai Mo smiled undeniably, even if it had come to this point, he still couldn't trust her, and in this kind of situation, he couldn't trust anyone, sometimes even himself, his own thoughts, his own actions, and his own memories.

"The latest intelligence."

"What?"

Leng Yuyan raised his head, and some hidden worries appeared between his eyebrows: "Giant, you are going to enter the capital to face the saint." ā€

That person, how dare you enter the Beijing Face Saint?

The nails of the Mo family in the capital have not been undiscovered, and even initially, those people sent before Qin Ge have been close to the annihilation of the entire army, which is of course due to the lack of experience of those people, but also shows that the capital is the capital after all, and the work of counter-infiltration has not been slackened.

Bai Mo couldn't help but shudder when he thought of that person, if he wanted to say that after coming to this world, who had made Bai Mo feel afraid, it was only him.

Mojia giant, Mozi, Mo Zhai.

These three titles have different meanings, they once belonged to many people, and now, they all belong to him.

After all, that person is already the seventh generation of Mo Zhai, and his real name has long been impossible to investigate.

In the middle of Bai Mo's daze, there was suddenly a black shadow, like a wild cat, deftly climbed over the one-foot high courtyard wall of this courtyard, landed silently, and then quickly walked into the shadows against the root of the wall.

The white ink on the roof knows nothing about this.

A beautiful woman with a beautiful face and skin like snow suddenly opened the door of the room, wearing only a middle coat, and after looking around, she looked up at the tiles again, but it was obvious that the white ink could not be seen from this angle.

"Xianggong and Yanyan are also really, and they don't consider my feelings at all...... Hmmm......"

Hecai wanted to struggle, but suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his neck, and he lost consciousness.