He didn't know how much he could guess and find out with the methods of this princess's city.

But if he doesn't have the slightest sincerity and lies in his mouth, when this Wang Ji knows his identity, she must definitely take action against him with her temperament.

Even if he couldn't be friends, he didn't want to be an enemy with this An and Wang Ji - she would be a very difficult opponent.

Li Mo pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, and said, "When you are walking outside, you are under the pseudonym Leng Mo, a native of Yasukuni." ”

This is not deception.

"A pseudonym?" Zhou Lingwei's eyes widened and looked at him vigilantly: "Then what is your real name?!" ”

"I can't tell you." Li Mo looked at Ning Yu and arched his hand: "Please forgive Wang Ji." ”

"Forgive what sins? Say! Your sudden appearance here today is not something for our princess? Zhou Lingwei reprimanded, and the long sword in his hand rested on Li Mo's neck.

Mu Zuo didn't stop Zhou Lingwei, his eyes looked at Ning Yu, waiting for her instructions.

Ning Yu pressed his hand on Zhou Lingwei's shoulder and laughed softly: "Zhou Lingwei, don't be so excited, be polite to Leng Gongzi." ”

The place where Zhou Lingwei was held stiff froze.

After the ball, this Wang Ji won't take a fancy to him again, right?

Thinking about General Zhao who was far away in Huaizhou, and then thinking about Mu Zuo who was close in front of him, Zhou Lingwei's hand couldn't help shaking, and he accidentally cut a small cut on Li Mo's neck, and blood beads oozed out.

Ning Yu: "......"

Why does he look more excited?

She's obviously very gentle, not fierce at all!

Ning Yu was afraid that he would hurt Li Mo again, so she simply shot out and hit his hand away.

Ning Yu's hand was not light, and Zhou Lingwei felt a heart-piercing numbness in his hand at that moment.

The sword clicked and fell to the ground.

At that moment, he wondered if his hand was useless.

Fortunately, though, the heart-wrenching pain soon dissipated, and he felt it in his arm again.

"Childe is alright?" Ning Yu took a closer look at the wound on Li Mo's neck, twisted a string of blood beads with his fingers, and rubbed it.

It's just a small injury, and it's not in the way.

Li Mo glanced at the blood beads on Ning Yu's fingertips, his eyes darkened, and his voice was deep: "It's okay." ”

"Childe!" A man dressed as a retinue galloped over with a short sword in his hand, and when he saw the wound on Li Mo's neck, his eyes were sharp, and his gaze swept over, only Zhou Lingwei's blade was stained with blood.

His fierce gaze shot at Zhou Lingwei, "You injured our son?!" ”

Zhou Lingwei was not afraid of him, and raised his chin to look at the entourage, "What if it's me?" ”

"Look for death!" Originally, Zhou Lingwei injured Li Mo, and his entourage was very angry, but he didn't expect Zhou Lingwei to be so provocative, he immediately shouted angrily and raised his sword to slash at Zhou Lingwei.

"Aomine!" When Li Mo shouted at him, it was already too late, Qingfeng's sword had already slashed to the top of Zhou Lingwei's head, and Zhou Lingwei hurriedly raised his sword to block it.

There was a huge disparity in the strength of the two, and Zhou Lingwei's sword was pressed down little by little.

Ning Yu frowned, reached out and pulled out the sword in Mu's left hand, and swung the sword to knock the two away.

The sudden force caught the two of them off guard, and they took several steps back before they stabilized their bodies.

Ning Yu took two steps forward, pointed his sword at the chest of his entourage, and sneered: "If it weren't for us, your son would have gone to Meng Po for soup, and you could still shout and kill for his little injury?" ”

"When you come over, you don't ask what's going on, just shout and kill people directly, you're really good! Your son is also temperamental, if the people in this palace dare to shout and kill the life-saving benefactor, this palace will be the first to kill him. ”

Attendant: "......"

The entourage had anger on his face, but he couldn't beat others, so he could only hold back and glared at Ning Yu angrily. 118

The tip of Ning Yu's sword was a little deeper.

"It's a certain sect that has no way, please forgive Wang Ji." Li Mo arched his hand towards Ning Yu.

"Childe!"

Seeing Li Mo salute Ning Yu, Qingfeng's eyes turned red. His Highness is so good to him! For him, he didn't hesitate to salute others.

It was he who was sorry for His Highness......

What's even more uncomfortable is that Ning Yu actually accepted it calmly!

"The people of this palace, except for this palace, no one can move."

The woman's voice was soft and arrogant.

Qingfeng's teeth were itchy, but he still had a cold sword in his chest. If he dared to move, the sword in the woman's hand would definitely pierce her chest.

If His Highness didn't hesitate to put down his body and beg someone to protect him, he would have fought for his life, and he would have asked this woman to apologize to His Highness!

Li Mo smiled, "What Wang Ji said is, thank you for Wang Ji's mercy." "Another salute," said Xie An and Wang Ji's life-saving grace. ”

Ning Yu looked at Li Mo for a moment, and suddenly smiled, the spring light between his eyebrows and eyes, "The grace of saving lives is not just words, the son must remember the kindness of this palace." ”

After finishing speaking, he withdrew the sword, didn't look at it, and inserted his backhand into the scabbard in Mu's left hand.

Li Mo looked at Ning Yu, his dark eyes couldn't see the emotion, and he quickly smiled, "This is nature." ”

"There's still something to do, so let's take my leave." Li Mo said.

Ning Yu leaned sideways and gave way, blinking and smiling: "Childe, please." ”

Before Li Mo could take a step, Zhou Lingwei stood up in front of Li Mo and said angrily: "Wang Ji just let him go?" This man doesn't look like an ordinary person! ”

Ning Yu raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a smile in his crooked eyes, "Didn't my brother understand what Bengong said?" ”

Zhou Lingwei, who shouted "brother", had a chill, this Wang Ji shouldn't really take a fancy to him, right?

Terrible!

He glanced at Ning Yu strangely, and then glanced at Mu Zuo. This is not to blame brother, it is this Wang Ji who has taken a fancy to me, and I am also a bitter master!

Zhou Lingwei hesitated and was distressed, and Li Mo's master and servant had already walked away.

Ning Yu turned around and continued to go to the depths of the peach forest, Mu Zuo glanced at the master and servant who was about to lose his back, and raised his heel to Ning Yu.

"Wang Ji, that Leng Gongzi must not be an ordinary person, looking at his all-round style, he is also a third-grade lord in Yasukuni, and ordinary people do not have such momentum."

That's the temperament of a superior person.

Zhou Lingwei followed, and when he heard Mu Zuo's words, he couldn't help but add: "That is, if it is a small people, who will hide their names?" ”

Ning Yu smiled sideways and gave Mu Zuo an appreciative look, "Vice General Mu is so smart!" ”

Mu Zuo: "......"

Mu Zuo glanced at Ning Yu, retracted his gaze and looked at the sky in the distance, "Since Wang Ji knows, why did he let him go?" ”

Ning Yu brushed the flower branches, turned around and smiled, "Because, he is Prince Jing Li Mo." ”

Mu Zuo suddenly turned his head sideways and stopped, looking at Ning Yu in disbelief.

Zhou Lingwei stumbled, almost fell, and coughed non-stop after standing firm.

"He, he, he, he, he...... Prince? Ahem, if he is Prince Jing, why did Wang Ji let him go? ”

Zhou Lingwei dragged the swaggering flower branch beside him, bent over and coughed non-stop.

"The crown prince of Yasukuni, what's the use of us holding it? Will Yasukuni be forced to fight with us? Ning Yu looked at the two of them, winked and smiled and asked, "Almost all the soldiers and horses we can mobilize are pinned down on the Huaizhou battlefield. ”