Chapter 42: Deep Hatred

"Nonsense, if you don't have a ruthless heart, you still call it a killer?" Mu Lingzhi looked at the copper coin like an idiot, and turned his gaze to Yu Ruyan.

"His sword... The swordsmanship is very good, but after seeing His Highness, the man doesn't seem to be very rational. The slave felt that the man was not like a professional killer, but... On the contrary, it is more like an enemy who has a deep hatred with His Royal Highness! ”

Revisiting last night's events, Yu Ruyan's mind flashed with inspiration, and she thought of the sword in the assassin's hand, which seemed to be very similar to the sword of the knife. When Mu Lingzhi asked just now, she almost blurted out it, but her mind quickly thought that she must not be involved in the knife, once Mu Lingzhi knew the existence of the knife, her true identity would be exposed.

Moreover, it is not known whether this assassination is really related to the knife?

As soon as she thought of Xiao Dao's perverse character, maybe those who assassinated Mu Lingzhi were called by him.

Thinking of this, her freshly dried clothes were soaked with sweat again. The head was pressed low, and he didn't dare to reveal the panic in his eyes!

Mu Lingzhi listened to her analysis, but glanced at her with appreciation, and then sneered at the copper coin who stayed aside: "You have been by my side for so many years, you are not even as good as a girl!" ”

The copper coin lowered his head in shame, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Didn't you notice that the assassin resembled a man?" Mu Lingzhi was not afraid of Yu Ruyan's presence and continued.

Hearing this, Tong Qian suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes and tried to search for the figure in his mind, although his brain was not very bright, but fortunately his memory was not bad, when he realized who the person Mu Lingzhi was talking about, he opened his mouth wide in horror and looked at Mu Lingzhi in disbelief.

"Master, you mean... That's to say... Alas, it can't be, he is obviously dead, how can he be here? Tong Qian shook his head in disbelief, his eyes were as terrifying as if he had seen a ghost. Back then, he saw his master pierce that man's heart in the chest, how could he live?

Mu Lingzhi smiled coldly, and there was a fire beating in his eyes: "Don't say everything too sure, who can tell what happened back then?" Maybe he survived, and now he's coming to me for revenge. ”

Yu Ruyan, who was listening quietly, sank down with a 'pop' in her heart, and she suddenly thought of the scene when she rescued the knife three years ago, when he was seriously injured and seemed to have been hit by a sword in his body-

Similar swords, same experiences, isn't it too much of a coincidence?

Her hands trembled. Mu Lingzhi glanced back at her lightly, and said coldly: "Stand down, go and prepare dinner for the palace." ”

Early the next morning, Tong Qian led his entourage to gather at the door of the inn early, ready to go. But after waiting for a long time, the sun rose overhead, and I didn't see the master come out.

He couldn't help but run to the backyard to find out. As soon as I entered, I found that my master was sitting leisurely in the courtyard playing chess, and he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Yu Ruyan stood quietly aside to fan him, and the copper coin quietly gestured to her and asked her what the situation was, but she shook her head and didn't know what he wanted.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and without waiting for the copper coin to go out to inspect, a fiery red glow flashed in front of him, and a girl in a fiery red riding costume rushed into the courtyard, and when she saw Mu Lingzhi in the middle of the courtyard, her expression was stunned, her pretty face was surprised and happy, her apricot eyes were red, and two tears rolled down her cheeks like jade porcelain.