How can people not have a heart?

After getting along day and night for such a long time, Rao is Fu Jiuqing is cold by nature, but he protects her in the palm of his hand.

Jin Yue is not a fool or a deaf person, she can see and hear, she is a little heartless, and she is also very arrogant, but who is good to her, she knows in her heart.

His fingertips followed the contours of her cheeks, slowly descending, maybe he had no strength, and in the end, he just scratched her chin coldly, and in the dark pupils, there was a surging coldness, "Afraid of being a widow?" ”

"I'm afraid!" Jin Yue replied truthfully.

Fu Jiuqing withdrew his hand, "Help me up." ”

Jin Yue immediately took the soft cushion, wanting him to sit and lean on it more comfortably, her whole body was almost attached to his chest, and she stuffed the soft cushion behind Fu Jiuqing with one hand, and the other hand penetrated his back from the other side, trying to straighten it.

In such a posture, it is like taking the initiative to hug him.

The fragrance suddenly poured into the tip of her nose, Fu Jiuqing was shocked, her arm stretched out from under his armpit, and because of the division of labor between her left and right hands, the cuffs were rubbed and rolled up, revealing a white wrist.

He lowered his eyebrows, his warm breath just blew on the sideburns of her ears, and the corners of his sharp lips unconsciously relaxed, even he didn't notice it, this curved arc was like the moon on the horizon.

Because of the warmth of her ears and sideburns, Jin Yue immediately straightened up, her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and her bright eyes stared at him.

The man with an evil smile on the corner of his lips, his eyes are full of the charm of a fox, like a star, sweeping the night sky and moonlight, that smile, pouring thousands of streamers, straight people can't take their eyes off.

The pale demon in the morbid is the most deadly evil demon peerless.

Jin Yue's throat rolled, as if something was about to move in her heart, almost wanting to break the ice, which made her blood boil, as if she couldn't even breathe on her own, and her ears were even hotter.

"Y-What are you doing?" Her tongue was knotted, and her face was hot.

I cursed in my heart: Damn vixen!

"Why is Yue'er's face red?" Fu Jiuqing leaned lightly on the cushion.

Jin Yue immediately covered her face, and then hurriedly looked away and explained, "It's not all because of you, the two stoves are burning, and the whole room is like a stove, and my face is naturally burned." ”

"Really?" Someone's eyes narrowed slightly, and he knowingly asked, "If it's so hot, why am I still so cold?" ”

"You still feel cold?" Jin Yue was stunned.

The temperature in the room had already warmed her up with a thin sweat, and if it was hot, she was afraid that she would become a barbecue on a hot pot!

"Especially cold hands."

Jin Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead and held his hand without hesitation, "Then I'll help you cover it?" ”

Fu Jiuqing's expression was indifferent, and he responded in a low voice, "Okay!" ”

Probably because his hands were too cold, he couldn't cover them hot, Jin Yue rubbed it gently, her strength was a little heavy, and she saw that on the back of his white jade-like hand, there were red marks.

Jin Yue was stunned and looked up in shock.

Fortunately, fortunately, Fu Jiuqing was closing his eyes and recuperating and didn't notice anything abnormal.

With a sigh of relief, Jin Yue bent down, brought the hand that was covered in his palm to his lips, and sighed lightly.

The warm air flow, like a demon seed implanted in the heart, quickly took root and sprouted, and the vines that were drawn out grew irrepressibly in the flesh and blood. If you haven't experienced it yourself, you probably can't describe the wonder.

The warmth in the hearts of the two people gradually gathered in one place.

Fu Jiuqing opened her eyes and looked at the person who bowed her head and sighed, from this angle, she could see her smooth forehead, round nose tip, full lips slightly open, and a pink tongue could be faintly seen.

There was a slight astringency in his throat, and he took a deep breath and closed his eyes fiercely, trying not to think about it.

But in my mind, her pink tongue kept coming up.

"Why is it still so cold?" Jin Yue muttered to herself.

Looking up at Fu Jiuqing, his eyes were still closed, wasn't he asleep?

Gently stuffed Fu Jiuqing's hand back into the quilt, Jin Yue sighed helplessly, carefully tucked the quilt for her, and then got up to leave.

The warmth at hand disappeared, and the coldness that gradually recovered made Fu Jiuqing quite unhappy. When I opened my eyes, where was there still a trace of Jin Yue in the house, probably because I was too tired to wait, so I slipped away?!

What a heartless woman!

However, he was very weak, leaning weakly against the bedpost, closing his eyes to recuperate.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door creaked.

Fu Jiuqing hadn't fallen asleep, he still had his eyes closed when he heard the movement, and without his permission, who would dare to step into this room, unless it was a "heartless" woman. He was too lazy to move, and he was too weak to move, but who knew that his surroundings suddenly warmed.

The heart was pounding, and the aroma after bathing, mixed with her unique breath, poured into the nose without concealment.

Jin Yue had a lot of strength, but the amplitude of his movements was very small, almost holding Fu Jiuqing and slowly putting him down. It was just a small movement, but the corners of her forehead were already tense to the point of sweating.

The room was hot, and she felt stuffy in her thin middle coat.

When Fu Jiuqing lay back on the quilt, she breathed a sigh of relief and gently tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Lying on the bed, with one hand on her face, she tilted her head to look at his delicate face. Xu is sick, Fu Jiuqing's complexion is almost white and transparent, and the whole person looks like a porcelain doll, as long as he touches it, it will shatter.

"Why is it always cold when you are born so good-looking? It's so cold, who dares to come near you. She blinked, and finally she was tired.

Listening to the sound of even breathing in his ears, Fu Jiuqing opened his eyes, turned his face sideways to see that he was sleeping on his stomach, and his long eyelashes were attached to his lower eyelids, probably because of poor breathing, and his face was red, like a freshly cooked shrimp.

No, it should be a shrimp that is about to be shelled.

After all, this shrimp has been soaked in water.

Running around during the day, Jin Yue slept very deeply.

In the dream, she seemed to see that picture again, walking to the edge of the cliff, but at the moment when she was about to fall, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. As soon as she raised her head, that stunning face appeared in her sight.

"Fu Jiuqing ......"

Someone in his arms, dreams keep coming.

Approaching the ear, Fu Jiuqing's eyebrows frowned.

Fu Jiuqing...... Hold on to my ......"

The hand that hugged her tightened more and more, and pressed her firmly in his arms.

His jaw was pressed against her heart, and he couldn't wait to crush her, melt into his heart, and whispered, "Well, hold on!" ”

I know she's dreaming, but I can't hear anything!

There are some things that you know you can't do.

The glimmer of the morning light seeped in through the window.

The golden light is dotted, revealing the cold of late autumn, but it does not affect the warmth of the house at all.

Jin Yue arched forward drowsily, the tip of her nose seemed to rub against something cool, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes opened suddenly.

Sure enough, it's like that again!

Accustomed to it, she looked up, he looked down, and his eyes met.

If she doesn't sleep enough, when a woman opens her eyes, she will not say a word, and if she sleeps enough, she will naturally have hot ears, which is a trick that Fu Jiuqing has discovered these days.

Obviously, today's Jin Yue is indeed full of sleep.

Quickly lowered his eyes, silently removed his hand from her waist, and then carefully slipped against the wall of the bed, every time, and this is no exception.

Fu Jiuqing didn't stop it, get used to it!

When she woke up, Jin Yue got up and ran away.

Fu Jiuqing still didn't stop it, get used to it!

After finishing grooming, Jin Yue stood beside the bed in a green dress, looking at Fu Jiuqing who was lingering on the sickbed, the light fell on her eyes, overflowing with a charming faint light, and even the tip of her nose was glowing with a little gold.

She asked softly, "What do you think?" ”

Fu Jiuqing sat on the bed, his expression indifferent, staring at her without speaking.

His heart was tight, Jin Yue didn't dare to look him directly, he always felt that being looked at by him like this, his spine was chilled instantly, as if the little Jiujiu in his heart was looked at by him.

"Let's go have breakfast!"

After a while, Fu Jiuqing spoke.

Jin Yue nodded, waiting for his next sentence.

But......

The frost branch and the pearl pestle are at the door, and there is some hair in my heart, the son is sick, will he let the young lady leave the house and go to the yamen?

"Not leaving?" Fu Jiuqing coughed lowly.

Jin Yue pursed her lips childishly, the corners of her lips curved like the moon, "Xianggong? ”

Only when she asks for him, she will call Xianggong in a soft voice, and every time is no exception.

"Huh?" He looked at the bottom of his face for no apparent reason.

"Xianggong." Jin Yue accompanied the smiling face, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her teeth were slightly exposed, and she looked very flattering, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?" That, I—I just want to ......"

"Want to go to the government?" Fu Jiuqing asked.

Jin Yue nodded again and again, yes!

"Yue'er, you know, I'm a businessman." Fu Jiuqing's implication is so obvious.

Jin Yue pursed her lips, what did she ask her to exchange for? These days, he is not happy, so in some ways he really didn't bully her anymore, why is he thinking about it now?

Thinking about it, he is not feeling well anyway, even if he should go down, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, right?

Taking a deep breath, Jin Yue silently stretched out a finger and puffed out her cheeks to look at him.

"Go ahead!" Fu Jiuqing's expression was indifferent, as if he really regarded this as a transaction.

Biting her lip, Jin Yue looked at her fingers, pouted and walked out of the room, this kind of thing can also be traded...... What a philistine!

As soon as Jin Yue left, Junshan entered the door, "Childe? ”

"How?" Fu Jiuqing covered his lips and coughed low, although he was still weak, but compared to yesterday, he was much better.

Jun Shan was accustomed to it, bowed down and saluted, "In the second half of the night last year, King Nan had already taken down those people, except for Mo Cang, all of them were taken back to the prison of the Criminal Department, which should be interrogated. ”

"Hmm!" Fu Jiuqing lowered his eyes, "Where is Mocang?" ”

"The prince said that he was locked up in the Dongshan Courtyard, and the son could go over when he was better." Jun Shan replied in a low voice.

pressed his eyebrows, Fu Jiuqing's face was still pale, "Change clothes!" ”

"Yes!" Junshan's head.

He knew that the son would definitely not be able to hold it back, and he would definitely pass, so he didn't allow the young lady to leave, most of it was just teasing the young lady!

Higashiyama Annex.

The sun is very good today, and the wind is strong, Fu Jiuqing wrapped the big coat on his body, and his body was still slightly cool. Spread out his hands, the bones are distinct, white and slender, but there is no loss of the previous warm feeling, which is really melancholy.

"Childe!" Junshan leads the way in front.

His fingers curled slightly, and he coughed lightly in front of his lips, and a terrible cold color appeared on his pale face.

Inside a dark dungeon.

There was a man whose eyes were covered, firmly tied to the wooden frame, unable to move at all.

"Desert!"

was called out by someone, Mo Cang froze there, didn't dare to speak, his heart was pounding, and he had already jumped to his throat. Who, who is it exactly? Why did you know his name?

God knows, he stepped into the Great Zhou realm for only a few months, and he came to Kyoto City less than half a month, so it stands to reason that no one can know his name.

"Where's the thing?"

Mo Cang's eyes were covered, and he didn't know who was in front of him, but he could only hear the voice that was terrifyingly cold, like a basin of ice water in the cold winter wax moon, mixed with sharp ice slag, pouring down from head to toe, scraping people's blood.

"Who are you? Who are you? Mo Cang exclaimed, "I don't know anything, what do you want to do to me?" ”

No one knew he was carrying it, could this man be a ghost?

"Nan Yue's meticulous work has been wiped out, do you want to resist stubbornly and resist to death?" Fu Jiuqing sat behind the curtain, wrapped in a thick coat, and looked sideways at the charcoal fire burning in the brazier.

With a beep, the sparks cracked, the color of red gold, it was really good-looking!

"I, I don't know what Nan Yue is doing, you, you are mistaken!" Mo Cang breathed heavily.

He speaks fluently in the Great Zhou dialect and has practiced for so long, even if he walks in Kyoto City, no one may recognize his Nanyue accent, so he has absolute confidence in this.

"Then it's a mistake!" Fu Jiuqing coughed lowly.

Jun Shan quickly handed over the warm water, "Childe? ”

Fu Jiuqing shook his head, and Junshan dropped the cup back on the table.

"If you make a mistake, you will let me go!" Mo Cang hurriedly said, "I am a very generous person, and I will never pursue it." "Really?"

Mo Cang paused for a moment, only to feel that the voice was even colder, so cold that the tip of people's tongues trembled, and some words came to his mouth, but he didn't dare to spit it out again. In a trance, he had the illusion of going to the guillotine, as if he had a knife on his neck, and if he dared to say a wrong word, the knife would make him blood splash three feet.

"I ......" Mo Cang hesitated.

"No one has yet made it out of here alive." Jun Shan spoke, "If it's wrong, then it can only be wrong, that's it!" ”

"What do you mean?" Mo Cang was shocked, "You want to kill me? ”

Junshan felt that he had spoken clearly enough, but this guy didn't understand.

"Yes!" Junshan replied.

This time, it's clear enough, right?!

Mo Cang didn't speak again, but he could clearly feel that the other party's patience seemed to have run out, or rather, for him, the other party had no patience at all.

The surroundings became more and more cold, and the feeling of being cloudy made Mo Cang feel that the hairs on his body stood up.

Frightened and panicked.

"You, you dare!" Mo Cang's breath was short, "I, I didn't make a mistake, I didn't break the law, I didn't offend you, what do you want?" I, I'm innocent, I have nothing to do with those things, Nan Yue's meticulous work, you have found the wrong person! You've got the wrong person! ”

"Nan Yue has a witch doctor, the great witch doctor is your master, you betrayed your master and stole Nanyue's treasure...... Nine-tailed grass. Fu Jiuqing rotated slowly, the jade wrench on his thumb.

The long eyelashes like a crow's feather were half-drooping, and the light from the stove fell on the ends of his eyelashes, making his eyes more gloomy and cold.

Jun Shan glanced at his son-in-law out of the corner of his eye.

The sharpness of the corners of Childe's lips shows the impatience in his heart.

Come to think of it, except for the young lady, the son does not have the slightest patience for anyone who has nothing to do with him.

Legend has it that Nanyue Zhibao Nine-tailed Grass, born in Tu Mountain, has the flesh and bones of the living dead, and has the effect of detoxifying. Because it was picked by people, there was no nine-tailed grass to be found in the territory of Dazhou, but fortunately, the nine-tailed grass was introduced to Nanyue back then, and it survived and multiplied in the Nanyue Palace.

Because the growth cycle of nine-tailed grass is too long, it takes three full years from rooting to germination, and it takes three years from growth to flowering.

Only when the top blooms can the effect of the nine-tailed grass be brought into full play. In other words, picking only when the flowers are in bloom is an excellent antidote.

After flowering, a seed will hang out, then wither and wither, so that it can re-germinate after three years and bloom again after three years. Three years and three years took too long, so in the Nanyue Palace, the nine-tailed grass was also cherished as a palace secret medicine.

Emperor Nanyue deliberately built the Nine-Tails Palace, and even sent heavy soldiers to guard it, unless the royal family, or a high-ranking person, no one can touch these Nanyue treasures.

However, there is a traitor under the hands of the great witch doctor, who is now Mo Cang. Although I don't know why he betrayed the Great Witch Doctor, when he left Nanyue, he took Nanyue's treasure, the Nine-Tailed Grass, with him. It's a pity that as soon as he arrived in Kyoto, he was caught by Nanyue's fine work.

When Song Lie, the king of the south, led people to round up and make fine work, Mo Cang was tied up under the Buddha shrine by the five flowers, and his eyes were tied. At that time, Song Lie asked people to drag Mo Cang out, stuff it into a sack as it was, and send it to Dongshan Courtyard.

Since it was Fu Jiuqing who asked for it, he packed it up and sent it away.

"I don't have nine-tailed grass, you should have searched it when you arrested me, if I had it, I wouldn't have been locked up until now!" Mo Cang's heart was flustered, but he pretended to be calm on his face.

Since they have something to ask for, then they have the value of negotiating.

"Then there's nothing to say." Fu Jiuqing got up.

Mo Cang heard the figure of the chair moving, accompanied by the sound of faint footsteps, "ba-da", "ba-da". Seems like someone is going out? Did they abandon him? Don't want nine-tailed grass anymore?

This is different from what he imagined, what about the value of good negotiations?

"You ......"

Before Mo Cang could speak, the cold knife was already on his neck.

Someone sneered twice, "Childe said, this person is useless, and he dragged it out and buried it to make flower fertilizer." ”

"Wait!" Mo Cang was anxious, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead instantly, "You, who are you?" Why are you trying to kill me? I asked myself if I didn't offend you, and I'm not Nan Yue's meticulous work, you ......"

"It's true that you are not meticulous, but Nanyue's people want to kill you, but you don't know how to find a backer for yourself, so stupid and stupid, what's the point of surviving?" Junshan stood at the door, "Cast a good baby in the next life!" ”

The footsteps faded away.

"I know where the nine-tailed grass is!" Desert hysteria.

The sharp blade cut through a layer of skin, and there was something hot on his neck slowly coming down, it was blood gushing out of his body, but if he spoke a little later, the knife would really kill him.

That man, not joking with him, is really going to kill him and pull him out to make flower fertilizer!

Fu Jiuqing stood in the warm pavilion, separated from the outer pavilion by a bead curtain.

Mo Cang knelt outside, unable to see this place clearly, and could only vaguely see a figure floating inside. "Childe doesn't like nonsense, just say whatever you know, don't blame us for being polite if you say something wrong, the opportunity is for yourself, not by others." Jun Shan stood in the bead curtain and spoke coldly.

Mo turned pale, knelt on the ground, and looked at the sturdy men on the left and right.

When the blindfold was removed, he was even more panicked, his eyes were full of unfamiliar scenes, and ...... A knife in someone else's hand, stained with his blood. The bright cold light reflected his embarrassment.

If you have fish on it, you can only be slaughtered.

Fu Jiuqing's office lowered his eyebrows, his white and slender fingers, pinched the pliers, and casually fiddled with the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin, as if he had no intention of speaking, and his expression was indifferent as usual.

The wind came in through the crack in the hidden door, and the millet bead curtain made of silver filaments was blown and swayed from side to side, making a small collision sound.

The intermittent rustling sound, like a whimpering wind in the middle of the night, pounded on the eardrums vigorously, making people's hearts jump to their throats, I don't know what tomorrow will be, I don't know when the knife will re-cut the neck.

Mo Cang knelt there, his hands and feet trembling more and more, he didn't know what the person in the cabinet wanted to do? If you want to take the nine-tailed grass, why don't you extort a confession from him, or do you want to find out some other secrets from him?

If the other party doesn't speak, you can't guess what he wants to do next.

This feeling of being set aside is the most frightening and frightening.

"Nine-tailed grass, I did, I did, I stole it, but halfway through, I, I was afraid that someone would find out, so I hid it and didn't take it with me." Mo Cang opened his mouth tremblingly.

If you say this, you don't say it, if you take it with you, you will be found a long time ago.

Fu Jiuqing still lowered his eyebrows, and the big curtain covered his body, covering the subtle wind completely. Hearing Mo Cang's words, he just hooked his lips and smiled, let go of his hand indifferently, and the tongs knocked on the furnace wall with a "bang".

"Pull it out!" Junshan spoke.

Mo Cang was shocked, and hurriedly struggled, "I'm telling the truth, I'm telling the truth!" I'm hiding it in a safe place now, and I'll take you to find it as long as you don't kill me. The Nine-Tailed Grass is particularly fragile, and if you want it, you must know it, and it must be kept in an ice box, otherwise it will soon rot. ”

Through the bead curtain, you can hear Mo Cang's rapid breathing.

He didn't lie, that thing really needs to be preserved by a special ice box, Nanyue's climate is cold, only two or three months a year does not snow, and the rest of the time it is covered with snow, so this nine-tailed grass can survive in Nanyue.

"Where's the stuff?" Junshan asked.

Mo Cang is not stupid, and when he says it now, he is undoubtedly stretching his neck to others.

"I can take you to find it." Mo Cang took a deep breath, "You must know that the nine-tailed grass is a rare treasure in the world, and you may not be able to get it if you are rich and powerful, Nanyue and Da Zhou are at war, so if you can go to Nanyue to find it yourself, you won't catch me!" ”

"It's not too stupid." Fu Jiuqing exhaled a breath and coughed softly, "To give you a word of advice, I am bound to get this thing." ”

The implication is self-evident.

If you lose it, you die!

Mo Cang tightened his hand in his sleeve, so ...... Is this promised?

"Since you came to Kyoto City, you should know that as a Nanyue person, you can't survive here. Even if it doesn't fall into our hands today, it will fall into the hands of others! You don't lack arms or legs now, because Gongzi is benevolent, but if it is in the hands of others, I am afraid it will not be so comfortable. Junshan lifted the bead curtain and walked in front of Mo Cang.

Mo Cang was dragged up, held right and left, and couldn't move at all.

"In Kyoto Castle, there are ...... Someone who wants your life. Jun Shan sneered, carefully looking up and down at the desert in front of him.

Nanyue and Da Zhou are adjacent and close to each other, so there are difficult criteria for distinguishing races.

Especially the people near the border pass, who had intermarried before, and because of the war and the disorder of the border line, some people could not marry a daughter-in-law, or for other reasons, they quietly went to the border pass to pick up a woman who lingered because of the war and famine.

Nanyue's deserters sometimes marry wives and have children in the periphery.

Over time, it is not strange that the facial features are similar.

What's more, there are Beilan and Xiliang near Nanyue, and the countries are side by side, and some countries exchange trade with the Great Zhou, especially at the foot of the prosperous Son of Heaven like Kyoto, and carry customs clearance documents back and forth, which is convenient for checking at any time, and then understand the language of the Great Zhou, and can travel unimpeded.

The desert in front of him is still a little different from the thick-eyed Nanyue people, who are extremely thin, except for the deep big eyes, the straight nose bridge, and the slightly dark complexion, there is not much difference from the people of the Great Zhou.

"If I ...... If I take refuge in you, will you be able to protect me? Mo Cang hesitated again and again, "I really don't want to go back, go back to Nanyue, I don't want to be arrested back!" If I am caught, I will die and they will burn me!" ”

"It depends on how sincere you are." Jun Shan smiled, "You don't even have a slight Nanyue accent." ”

"My mother is a woman from Da Zhou, and she taught me the words of Da Zhou since I was a child." The desert bowed his head.

When mentioning his mother, a little sparkle welled up in Mo Cang's eyes, and he quickly took it back.

Jun Shanquan didn't know, and continued, "Childe will do what he says, promise not to kill you, you can live, live well in Kyoto City." ”

When the voice fell, Mo Cang's face tightened, and he knelt on the ground again, "You, can you promise me one thing, as long as you can agree to my conditions, even if you want my life, I have no regrets." ”

In this matter, Junshan can't be the master, so he must ask his son.

"Tell me, what are the conditions?" Jun Shan frowned and turned his head to look at the gently swaying bead curtain.

"You promise me before I can speak." Mo Cang is also a hard bone, otherwise he would not have escaped from Nanyue and ran to the capital of the Great Zhou. The so-called conditions are probably more important than his life.

Fu Jiuqing's indifferent voice passed through the bead curtain and spread out coolly, "The so-called conditions are the reason for your betrayal of Nan Yue!" ”

Mo Cang looked up in horror and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Childe asks, answer truthfully!" Junshan Road.

Mo Cang took a deep breath and responded in a low voice, "Hmm! ”

"Something to do with your mother?" Fu Jiuqing sat in front of the window with his sleeves brushed, his pale fingertips, and gently stroked the rim of the cup.

He is not in good health and can't drink too much tea, so many times, he just makes a cup of tea and puts it on the desk to see, and even if he drinks, he only dares to take two sips, and forget it.

"Yes!" Mo Cang nodded.

Fu Jiuqing's fingertips froze slightly, and he looked sideways at the bright window. Obviously it is an excellent sky, but it is so cold, even the heart is cold, Rao is charcoal fire is burning vigorously, and it can't warm the cold in the bones.

That's it!

"Say it!"

Late autumn is cold, the wind continues to pour in through the cracks in the door, and the bead curtain shakes more and more warmly.

Mo Cang looked at the people in the cabinet, the ink-colored big curtain enveloped him in it, leaving only a vague back, with the swaying of the bead curtain, the more mysterious it became, this person seemed to be very cold, even if he was separated from a distance, he could detect the strange calm of the cabinet, with a dead air.

Mother once said that the calmer the people, the more terrible they are, they are ice blades on the snowy mountains, and they can kill people invisibly.

"I was ordered by my mother to find a person, his name is Liu Qianxing." Mo Cang was categorical, "I must find him, there are some things that need an explanation from him!" ”

The lid of the cup held by his fingertips fell back to the mouth of the cup gently, Fu Jiuqing didn't speak, just looked at the lid that was crooked and buckled on the rim of the cup, "Liu...... A thousand lines? ”

"Yes!" Mo Cang nodded, and then took a step forward, "This person has disappeared for more than ten years, and now I don't know if he is dead or alive, but ...... Whether he's dead or alive, I'm going to find him! ”

"Who is he, an enemy? Dearest? Creditors? Fu Jiuqing's tail was long, with a little contempt, "What if it's really dead?" ”

Mo Cang gritted his teeth, "If it's dead...... If I really die, I have nothing to complain about, and it will not be in vain for me to come to the New Year. ”

"Just because of this, betrayed Nan Yue?" Fu Jiuqing obviously didn't believe it.

Mo Cang smiled bitterly, "The grace of parents is as heavy as a mountain." Mother's last life, even if I die, I have to do it for her! ”

Junshan's eyebrows are slightly raised, but he is a filial son who values love and righteousness.

"My mother told me on her deathbed that this trip was dangerous, so I was prepared to die. The nine-tailed grass is my last life talisman, and I steal it with me, hoping that when Nanyue's people catch me, they can delay for some time. In the end, Mo Cang's face turned pale.

He knew in his heart that even if he didn't say it, the person in front of him would find out sooner or later, and instead of being found out, it would be better to say it himself, and maybe he could get some trust.

Entering the enemy country alone, he really needs a backer, otherwise he will rely on his own strength, let alone find someone, and even self-protection will become a problem.

"I'll find someone for you, you go get the nine-tailed grass!" Fu Jiuqing spoke indifferently.

Mo Cang was delighted, "Really? ”

"Childe opened his mouth, how can it be fake?" Jun Shan reprimanded, "Don't thank you soon!" ”

Mo Cang saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Childe!" Thank you, Childe! ”

As long as you can find Liu Changxing, let him do anything.

After Mo Cang was taken down, Jun Shan quickly turned back to the cabinet.

"Childe ......"

Jun Shan's voice froze, and he saw Childe's fingertips gesturing on the table, as if he was writing something?

"Willow ...... A thousand lines! Fu Jiuqing's fingertips paused, and his eyes were cold.