The white-bearded old man was not afraid of Chi Yan, he played the fan steadily, smiled mysteriously, and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

"Less of this!" Chi Yan let go of his hand, squinted his eyes, and said unforgivingly, "You make it clear to me, otherwise I won't let you go!" ”

"Of course the old man won't leave." The white-bearded old man smiled slightly and explained, "Because of old age, I came to deliver letters to you on behalf of others. ”

"Letter?" Chi Yan was puzzled, "What letter?" ”

Then, the white-bearded old man took out a letter from his wide cuffs, and handed it directly to Chi Yan.

Chi Yan took it and looked left and right. There was no handwriting on the yellowed envelope, and the letter was tightly sealed.

"Who gave me the letter?" Chi Yan raised his head and asked the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man leaned sideways, and his withered old fingers pointed to Chi Yan's back, and said, "That's him." ”

Chi Yan listened, turned around and looked, and found that on the street at the end of the alley, pedestrians should go and buy, everything was normal.

"Who?" Chi Yan was puzzled, but when she turned around again, there was no one in front of her, she was a little anxious, pinched the envelope, and said, "This little old man is actually a liar!" ”

"Ma'am." At this moment, the voice of the dark wind came from behind her.

Chi Yan hid the letter with his back to the dark wind, and then, he turned around and saw the dark wind walking over, and took two steps forward and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Dark Wind saw that Chi Yan was fine, and after secretly breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, he replied truthfully: "Childe is worried about you, let me come out and take a look." ”

"I'm fine. Let's go back. Chi Yan pretended to be natural, and after speaking, he raised his steps and walked in the direction of the teahouse.

Dark Wind looked at Chi Yan, who seemed to be in a better mood, and had more doubts in his heart, he shook his head and sighed, raised his steps and followed behind Chi Yan.

No, she still has to take words from Qi Tonghan's mouth, ask where the assassin is being kept, and go up to Chi Yan at the bottom of the building, thinking about these in her heart.

Back at the window on the second floor, Chi Yan sat down directly, feeling a little thirsty, so he picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all.

Qi Tonghan looked at it and said with a light smile: "It seems that Yan'er went out to cool off for a while, and her mood has indeed improved a lot." ”

Dark Wind walked upstairs at this time, and happened to hear Qi Tonghan's words, he thought to himself, he felt so too.

"Is there one?" Chi Yan touched her chin, was her previous frustration and current happiness as powerful?

"That," After pouring a cup of water from the teapot and drinking it, Chi Yan looked at Qi Yanhan opposite and said softly, "I want to ask you something." ”

"Speak." Qi Tonghan replied with a simple word.

"I heard that the assassin is going to be beheaded, when?" Chi Yan hesitated to speak, in fact, she hadn't heard anything.

"Where did you hear about it?" Qi Tonghan squinted his eyes and smiled, and opened his mouth to answer the question.

"Gossip, I can't tell where I heard about it." Chi Yan smiled and asked, "Is it true?" ”

"Since it's gossip, it's naturally unreliable." Qi Tonghan replied as he picked up the teapot and poured water for Chi Yan, but he still didn't say how the assassin would be disposed of and where he was being locked up now.

Chi Yan was a little unwilling, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, raised his head, and asked softly, "So, what are you going to do with him?" ”

"Rou'er still cares so much about the Assassins." Qi Tonghan said lightly, with a little self-blame, "It seems that I was frightened that night and has not eased up." ”

"Nope." Chi Yan smiled awkwardly, thinking to herself, Qi Tonghan did it on purpose, and he was going around her in and out of words.