As soon as Fu Yeshen arrived at the door of Drunken Liuxuan, he was blocked by the little guy in the Regent's Mansion.

He pushed the little servant aside and said urgently: "Quickly go and inform the regent, it is very likely that there are still remnants of Yun Qin who have not been swept away in the capital. ”

Even though, Yu Qingchen clearly told Fu Yeshen that the pair of Xuanxuan-colored Yungen boots were nine times out of ten from the hands of Beili Embroidery Niang.

But Fu Yeshen still firmly believes that the person who robbed Jun Fu that day must be Yun Feibai's people.

After all, except for Yun Feibai, no one will go to great lengths for a useless woman.

The little guy didn't hear what Fu Yeshen said, and instead handed the wedding card in his hand to him.

"What is this?"

Fu Ye lowered his eyes and glanced at the wedding card in his hand, and said with a little surprise: "Chasing the wind and Qingluan will get married tonight?" ”

Qingluan was unfortunately insulted by the Taoist priests in the Ziyang Temple, Fu Yeshen had already heard about it.

He originally thought that chasing the wind would definitely be disgusted because of this.

I didn't expect Chasing the Wind to be so firm in terms of feelings.

Fu Yeshen said with emotion: "A lover will eventually become a family, wonderful!" I just don't know if I can wait until the destined person. ”

The little servant responded respectfully and politely, "Master Fu will definitely be able to hug the beauty." ”

"Lend you good words."

Fu Yeshen chuckled, and then put the wedding card into his sleeve.

He clenched his fists with both hands and said firmly, "Fu will go to the banquet on time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yeshen neatly ripped off the bandages tightly wrapped around his body, and at the same time, Tete sped up his footsteps, and followed behind the masked man who was acting secretly.

The masked man was extremely alert, and he had planned to go around the moat a few times, waiting for an opportunity to get rid of Fu Yeshen.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yeshen was like sticky candy, and he couldn't shake it off.

From noon to the beginning of the lanterns, the masked man circled the moat dozens of times.

And Fu Yeshen, who was injured, walked very steadily, and followed him for three hours.

"Look for death."

The masked man was deeply afraid that Fu Ye would mislead him, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the Yin Owl's eyes.

In the next moment, he suddenly disappeared into the shadow of the swaying trees on the side of the moat, standing in the dark, quietly observing Fu Yeshen's every move.

At this moment, Fu Yeshen's eyelids were beating wildly.

He always felt that something big was happening tonight, and his palpitations were getting stronger.

He took a deep breath, and originally planned to go back to the house first, prepare a generous gift, and then go to the new house of Chasing Feng and Qingluan for a banquet, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the slightly abrupt lotus river lamp in the moat.

"It's strange, how can it be so streaming!"

Fu Yeshen rubbed his eyes and stared at the extremely strange lotus river lamp in the moat with a little concentration.

He jumped down from the bank of the moat, swept the gently moving river with his feet, scooped up the lotus river lantern with one hand, and flew back to the river bank steadily.

Fu Yeshen was playing with the lotus river lantern that was flickering and flickering, and inadvertently, he found that there was a cowhide letterhead hidden in the base of the river lamp.

Suddenly, it dawned on him why the masked man had been on the moat for so long.

Presumably, the masked man's purpose was the slightly damp cowhide letterhead in his hand.

Gently shaking off the drops of water on the letterhead, Fu Ye read in silence: "Brother Ao, this palace is unforgettable. It's just that there is a very tricky matter at the moment, which requires Brother Ao's help. ”

Brother Ao?

Could it be that the person who colluded with Yun Feibai was Ao Che!

A trace of solemnity flashed in Fu Yeshen's long and narrow Dan Feng eyes, and he looked at Xia Wen with a little impatience: "According to the strength of this palace, it is more than enough to deal with ten Feng Yi." The problem is that Feng Yi has obtained the help of Jun Mo Ran, which is very unfavorable to this palace. For now, the only way to do this is to break them individually. If it is convenient, I hope that Brother Ao will wait for the opportunity to spread public opinion in Kyoto in the east, such as "the main palace is infected with malaria, and although it has not been abolished as the crown prince, it has been reduced to a waste chess". In this way, it can greatly paralyze Jun ink dyeing. ”

"Fu Da was so interested that he was alone by the moat to put river lanterns."

At that time, Ao Che had already removed the silver snake mask on his face and walked from the shadow of the tree.

Fu Yeshen was suddenly vigilant, took a few steps back one after another, and stared at the menacing Ao Che with fierce eyes, "I didn't expect that the general of Beili, who had always been bright and upright, had become Yun Feibai's lackey. ”

Ao Che snorted coldly, not angered by Fu Yeshen's words.

He slowly unbuttoned the hidden buttons on his sleeves, pressing step by step, "Ben Jiang didn't want to be your enemy, but unfortunately, you don't know what to do." ”

Fu Yeshen felt the powerful pressure on Ao Che's body, and he already realized that he was not his opponent.

The only way to do this is to take one step at a time, delay as much time as possible, and win a glimmer of life for yourself.

Thinking of this, Fu Yeshen made a generous statement, and Teteyang raised the last note, hoping to attract the attention of the people around him, "Ao Che, don't be obsessed anymore." Yun Feibai is by no means a good type, and if he seeks skin with a tiger, he will eventually suffer the consequences. ”

To his great disappointment, tonight coincided with the wedding ceremony of Chasing the Wind and Qingluan, and the crowded moat in Pingsuri was particularly deserted.

Most of them ran towards the door of the new house of Chasing Feng and Qingluan, if nothing else, just squatting at the door, you can see the true face of almost all the dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital, why not?

Ao Che saw through Fu Yeshen's little trick, and snorted contemptuously: "Don't resist again." You're definitely no match for Ben. ”

"Proud of what? Do you think Jun Mo Dye will let you go? ”

At this moment, Fu Yeshen had no way out.

He leaned back against the railing of the moat, which was not very strong, and leaned back to the moat, and fell into the moat in a daze.

Ao Che had already taken precautions, he flipped his wrist violently, and a fishhook suddenly flew out of his sleeve, and with a "bang", it pierced deeply into Fu Yeshen's ankle.

Fu Ye gasped in pain, and with his bare hands he ripped off the hook that almost pierced his ankle, and threw himself towards the river like a swimming fish.

Just as he was about to escape into the river, Ao Che struck again, holding a harpoon and impartially stabbing it into Fu Yeshen's back.

"I can't do it."

Ao Che looked proudly at the red blood stains that had spread behind Fu Yeshen, like a bird, leaned over the water, and scooped up Fu Yeshen, who had fallen into the water half of his body.

Bang –

Fu Yeshen was thrown heavily to the embankment, and a blood stain slowly hung from the corner of his mouth.

Ao Che's eyes were cold, and he said with compassion, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into." Today, everything is your own fault. ”

"Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Fu Ye's breath was as heavy as a gossamer, and his eyes that were as bright as stars were suddenly dimming at a speed that was already visible to the naked eye.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Ao Che's eyes were fierce, but there was a bit of desolation in his voice.

From the moment he fell in love with Jimo Zhiji, he was doomed.

"Your purpose?"

Fu Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the harpoon that crossed his chest, knowing that he would not live long, so he could only try his best to use Ao Che's words and do his last bit for the woman he loved deeply.

"Everything the kite wants, Ben will do his best to snatch it. Even if it is unscrupulous, it will not hesitate. ”

Ao Che patiently explained.

He looked at Fu Ye's hand hidden behind him, which was dipped in blood, making a secret signal on the cold ground, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.