The wind passed by my ears, and I don't know how long it flew before Mo Yan stopped. On the eaves of a high-rise building, you can look at the whole Xianyang, and late at night, there is no one on the street.

The body of the bone civet was a little trembling, and the wounds on his body blew cold wind, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

Mo Yan sat on the eaves, his knuckles tapping on the rubble, looking at the bone civet with a grin, and said, "I didn't expect that the goblins who could steal the elixir would be bullied." Mo Yan smiled, as if the cold man just now was not him.

The bony civet shook his head, but after a while, he endured the pain and sat beside him.

Mo Yan looked at the civet cat, saw that she was covered with bloody wounds, and said, "It's really ruthless, such a beautiful woman like a flower and jade can also do it." "It's a bit of a joke.

The bony civet examined the wound and didn't bother to talk to him. Gritted his teeth, he said, "Why don't you just kill them." ”

She was resentful in her heart, and this knife was like a stab in the heart.

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "They are just weak people, just teach them a lesson, why take their lives." What's more, they are just doing what they are told. ”

The bone civet looked at Mo Yan with an incomprehensible expression, and asked dishappily, "What is weakness?

She was supposed to repay her, these people hurt her, how could she make them better.

Mo Yan looked meaningfully at the bone civet and said, "The visible weakness is not necessarily weak, and the strong is not necessarily strong. ”

The bone civet didn't know what he meant, and now she didn't bother to think about it, so she turned her head and said firmly, "They deceive people too much, they should be killed." ”

It is no wonder that demons are evil by nature.

Mo Yan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he didn't say anything. He took out a cloth bag from his bosom and said, "Are you hungry? If you are not hungry, I will be hungry, and if you don't want me, you will eat. Despite this question, Mo Yan was not hungry at all.

The bony civet caressed her stomach, she was really hungry. But the wound on her body was really painful, and she was in no mood to eat anything. She looked at herself with some chagrin.

Seeing her look like this, Mo Yan naturally knew what she was thinking, threw the cloth bag in his hand to the bone civet and said, "You eat here and wait for me." ”

Mo Yan turned around and flew down the eaves. The bone civet looked at Mo Yan in confusion and left, and opened the cloth bag.

A couple of pancakes. The bony civet's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed one.

Sweet and crispy, delicious! There are already a few stomachs in a while, and there are still a few left.

Didn't Mo Yan say that he was also hungry, leave a few for him.

The bony civet sat on the eaves with a cloth bag and blew the wind. After a while, Mo Yan returned, still carrying a small jar in his hand. He walked over to the civet cat, took a vial from his bosom, and handed it to the civet. The civet took the vial and looked at the inkstone suspiciously.

"Ointment. Mo Yan said.

The bony civet groaned, put down the cloth bag, opened the vial and began to apply medicine to the wound. The ointment stuck to the wound and hurt so much that the tears of the civet were about to come out.

"Isn't it too moving? Tears are coming out?" Mo Yan laughed.

The civet dog didn't say a word, held back his tears, and continued to apply the medicine. She was indeed grateful to Mo Yan, but she knew that Mo Yan must have his reasons, otherwise he would not save someone who had nothing to do with her, so the bone civet couldn't open his mouth.

Mo Yan didn't say anything, sat on the eaves, opened the jar, and drank. One smeared medicine, one drank wine, and there was silence.

After a long time, Mo Yan finally opened his mouth and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

The bone civet also smeared the medicine, threw the bottle at random, raised his eyes to look at Mo Yan, and said, "Take one step at a time." ”

Mo Yan smiled and said nothing.

As if he remembered something, he handed the cloth bag to Mo Yan and said, "I'll leave it for you." ”

Mo Yan didn't answer, but said, "I don't like to eat this, it's too sweet." Then he turned to drink.

The bone civet was puzzled, since he didn't like to eat this, why did he buy it, inexplicable. She grabbed a pancake and took a bite, but she swallowed her neck and coughed, she patted the rubble in a panic, Mo Yan turned her head, and handed the wine jar in her hand to the bone civet.

The bony civet took it, took a sip, and finally swallowed the pancake in her mouth, but then she opened her mouth wide and exhaled, her mouth was spicy, a

He looked at the jar of wine with a painful face and said, "What is this, why is it so unpleasant?"

"It's wine. Mo Yan replied, looking at the bone civet and couldn't help but laugh.

"Wine, I heard those gods say that the wine is so delicious, this thing is bitter and spicy, where is it delicious?" the bone civet pulled out his tongue, trying to dissipate the taste of wine.

Mo Yan said: "It's really not good for you." He paused, and then added, "Although this wine is difficult to swallow at first sip, you will realize its sweetness when you taste it carefully." How do you understand. ”

The bony civet was puzzled. She carefully dipped the tip of her tongue in the wine, which was still bitter and spicy. The bony civet exhaled in pain again.

"Don't try. Mo Yan was about to take the wine jar, but was blocked by the bone civet. She stubbornly said, "Why can't I taste sweet?" ”

The bony civet had to give it a try, so he lifted the jar and poured himself a big mouthful. Still spicy and bitter. But even so, it seems that the injuries on the body are not too painful, and it turns out that there is still this effect.

Mo Yan looked at the civet cat, as if watching a play, and laughed, "If you get drunk, I don't know what I will do." ”

"Drunk, what is drunk?" the civet raised his eyes to look at Mo Yan, his eyes were already groggy, and his sitting posture was a little unstable. A blushing face, as if powdered.

I'm already drunk, but I don't know what it is?

Mo Yan snatched the wine jug from the civet's hand, and the civet muttered as if reluctantly. Mo Yan said, "You have this amount of wine, don't drink it." ”

The civet wanted to snatch the wine, but the wine jar was well protected by the ink inkstone.

He looked at the bony civet and smiled, "Little civet cat, this wine is not delicious, I will take you to find the best wine in the world." ”

The bony civet asked in a daze, "Where to find it?"

Where to find it? Mo Yan just said it casually, but then he thought about it, he really wanted to find the best wine in the world.

He has also tasted the fine wine of the Zhou Dynasty, and he has been intoxicated with a little bit of it, which is unforgettable. But now that the Zhou Dynasty is declining, I want to think that this fine wine will definitely be

It is the dispersion of the Seven Kingdoms. The most likely must be the Qin State. Coincidentally, it is now in Xianyang, the capital of Qin.

"Qin Palace. Mo Yan spoke, smiling evilly.

The appearance of the palace can be seen vaguely in front, the tall palace wall, the palace lamp is hung high, a brilliant scenery, the palace gate is tall and tight, the palace of Qin Wang is quiet and majestic, and there is an inviolable momentum. In front of the palace gate, there are heavy guards, all wearing armor and long knives on their waists, and the soldiers on the lookout of the palace gate are also wearing armor, all of which are majestic and majestic.

Mo Yan hugged the waist of the bone civet, and jumped onto the palace wall in one leap, avoiding the sight of the guards on the lookout, jumping off the city wall at a fast speed, and running forward.

Palaces are erected in the royal city, the palace lights are dotted everywhere, gorgeous everywhere, red bricks and glass, white jade and Han stone. Either one of them stunned the bony civet, and her eyes never blinked.

The palaces of the heavenly court are all surrounded by fog and clouds, and it looks good here wherever it is. Bony civet thought.

Mo Yan led the civet to cross the patrol guards, and he found a dark place to put the civet down. The civet stood in the darkness, his eyes like the stars in the sky. Mo Yan suddenly thought of the way she was bathing in the water that night, and her heart suddenly froze, and her cheeks flushed. Mo Yan touched his face.

Maybe I've drunk too much wine, so I'll blush.

Mo Yan replied to his senses, "Bone civet, you are waiting for me here, don't go anywhere, I'll go find where the wine store is." ”

The civet nodded confusedly, his body swaying a little from drunkenness. Mo Yan turned around and flew away.

Soon after Mo Yan left, the bone civet still remembered what Mo Yan said, she walked out of the darkness with a swaying step, she walked all the way, but she didn't meet a single guard.

From a distance, she saw the back of a man dressed in black in front of her, she couldn't see clearly, the body of the civet was swaying, she thought it was Mo Yan, and happily chased after the man. The man pushed open a bronze door and stepped inside. The civet dog followed the man slowly and slowly, and the man didn't even notice it.

Entering the door is a courtyard, the courtyard is a long pavilion lotus, a quiet and leisurely. There is a beautiful palace standing in the center of the courtyard through the lotus pavilion. Unlike other places in the palace, there are no guards and maids here, and it is very quiet.

The man pushed open the palace door and entered the palace, then closed it again.

Countless palace lamps were lit in the palace, and the candles were bright. The palace is paved with good jade, but it is empty and very deserted, with several bookshelves, a desk, and a soft couch. The only thing worth noting is the upright long sword on the wooden shelf next to the desk, the sword shell is beautifully textured, and the hilt is exquisite, which is a high-quality sword. There is also a beautiful man in a black and yellow brocade robe, sitting at a desk in the palace, holding a bamboo slip.

The man in black stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of the desk, and respectfully called, "Your Majesty." ”

Ying Zheng raised his eyes when he heard the voice, looked at the man coldly, and asked slowly, "Have you found it?"

The man in black paused for a moment, and said, "Yusang is incompetent, and the Xiangguo Lord's Mansion is heavily defended, and even mosquitoes can't enter." ”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, but he was on guard against three layers of defense, inside and outside, and he was guarding against something.

He spoke again, and his tone was a little cold, "Who is the person who revealed the news of the death of the Xiangguo Mansion to me, but I have found out." ”

“...... The subordinates are incompetent, and there is none. ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were dyed with daring sound, and he lowered his head.

Half-ringing, Ying Zheng sighed lightly. "That's it, and then you go and get the punishment yourself." ”

"Yes. "Yusang received the order, and the master's words did not dare to disobey.

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slip, pressed the chill, and said coldly, "Incompetent? Tell me what is the use of you staying alone. ”

Yusang held his breath and did not press his temples. He always came to this Longqing Palace whenever he wanted to be clean, but this time he was upset, and it seemed that there was nothing pure.

In the middle of my thoughts, I suddenly heard the sound of pushing the door, and a long-haired woman, with a beautiful face, a dress and cloak that seemed to have been cut by someone with countless knives, tattered, and bloodstained, she staggered in. He shouted, "Mo Yan, what kind of place is this, what are you doing here?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and his eyes were tepidly cast towards the bone civet.