At this moment, in a room in Qinxinlou in the west of the city, a woman was pacing back and forth anxiously by the window, her eyes drifting into the distance from time to time, as if waiting for someone. It didn't take long for a man with a long sword on his back to appear at the window, and the woman saw this and hurriedly greeted her: "Shuang'er, why have you been there for so long, have those people been found?"

"Master, all found. The man replied, "They all fell on the way from Qinglong City to the East Underworld, and it took a lot of work to move them back. ”

"Is there no way for the five foreign masters to take the charm feather?" the woman was very surprised, "They are the five people with the highest kung fu in the Black Cavalry Guard. ”

"I see that the places where they fell are scattered, and I am afraid that they were broken by the charm feather one by one. The man said.

"A bunch of rubbish," the woman scolded, clenching her fists and stomping her feet, "Rubbish! ”

The man moved his lips and did not speak.

"What about the Mei Yu people, where is she now?" "Listening to those five people, Mei Yu drove all the way east, I'm afraid she has now reached the East Hell. ”

"Such a cunning charm feather," the woman said through gritted teeth, "she must have heard some rumors, otherwise she wouldn't have left Blue Dragon City suddenly." I've been wondering why she didn't come to me, because she didn't know that Moling had been arrested and imprisoned. Now the plan is all messed up, it's all to blame on that group of rubbish!" The woman slapped the window and poked a big hole in the window paper, "Why are the people around me all rubbish!"

A look of horror crossed the man's face, and he immediately lowered his head and said nothing.

"Shuang'er, you go and find out the person who leaked the news, I want him to be broken into pieces. ”

"That's ...... Meiyu's side" "Don't count on it, she won't come back," the woman shook her head, "Let's clean up the rest of the mess first." ”

The man didn't understand the second half of the sentence, so he asked rhetorically, "Don't you care about Mo Ling?"

"What do we care," said the woman, who was still angry in her heart, "if the heavens want him to die, then he will die." Originally, he was still a talent and could be used by me, but now it seems that he is also a waste, and it is not a pity to die. ”

"But he still has a lot of gold bars in the bank......"

"Gold bars, a thousand days of drunkenness, exercises, divine soldiers, all of them are indispensable!" the woman interrupted the man, "If he wants to live, his life is worth this price, if he wants to die, then it is worthless!"

"But if we watch Demon Ling die, will we have a grudge against Mei Yu?"

"Hmph, you're looking too highly at Mei Yu, she's just a coward who runs away from the wind. After the death of Mo Ling, we only need to use a little means to lead this disaster to Mo Zixu's head, and make that Mei Yu hate Mo Zixu to the bone. Mo Zixu is not a master to deal with, Mei Yu will definitely take the initiative to ask us for help, and it will be up to her to talk about what conditions to talk about when the time comes. The corners of the woman's mouth raised slightly, "Those who betray me and those who don't obey me will end up the same!"

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but shudder.

"You go and tell Dushou that he did a good job this time, and credit him first, and after the death of Demon Ling, if things go well, I will also have a reward - doesn't he want to be the leader of the Black Cavalry, tell him that the rest of the things are done, and the position of the leader is his." ”

When the man heard the sound, he froze in place for a long time and did not reply.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up. ”“...... Yes, sir. ”

The dungeon was eerie and secluded, except for the whispering of Demon Ling's belly, as if it was constantly complaining: why didn't the man in black who delivered the food show up. As the saying goes, it is easy to eat, but it is too difficult to open the valley, and Mo Ling realized at this time that he would be so tired, so hungry, and so sleepy just hanging on the wall.

When you close your eyes, it's dark, and when you open your eyes, it's dawn again. But after staying in the dungeon for a long time, the thin layer of eyelids could not block the dazzling firelight, and at this time, all that could block the light was the long and endless restless waiting, and the deep sleep that waited for the quiet arrival behind it.

I don't know how long it took, but the feather was awakened by a crisp metal crack. When he opened his eyes, he found a man in black standing in front of him with a short knife. I don't know if it's because of the dazzle, the man in black is covered with scars, sores, and wrinkles left by the fire.

The man in black stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Demon Ling's arm, and slowly raised the short knife with his right hand. Seeing the prosthetic limb glowing with metallic luster under the lamplight, and feeling the cold and bone-soaked touch coming from the arm, Mo Ling suddenly understood something, so he smiled at the man in black and whispered a word.

"Long time no see, Qingzhou. ”

When the man in black heard this, his whole cheek began to tremble, and tears poured out of his sunken eye sockets without warning, turning into two lines of clear water flowing down and falling into the silent cell.

Then it quietly fell the short knife in the right hand of the man in black, only to hear a soft "click", the short knife was deeply embedded and could not move.

After a while, Qingzhou finally calmed down his excitement, and until then, he had been wiping tears from his face, repeating a few words back and forth in his mouth: You can still recognize me, only you still recognize me.

Mo Ling rarely saw a man crying so sadly, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to wait patiently for him to finish crying before he spoke: "Qing Wei is okay lately?"

As soon as he heard this, Qingzhou's tears welled up again, "Okay, it's all right...... I'm fine with him. ”

Seeing Qingzhou's appearance, Mo Ling knew that the word "good" was very difficult to say, "I heard Yao'er say a while ago that Qingwei's body is still a little weak. ”

"It's no big deal, it's no big deal. Qingzhou wiped away his tears, "It's been ...... It's okay. ”

After that, Qingzhou said a lot to Mo Ling intermittently, about how he followed Mo Ling to Zhuyitang, how he stole the box, how he was the killer under Jing Si Yuan, and how he lured the Mo family disciples to the Misty Canyon. Except for some unknown details, the general context is the same as what Mo Ling speculated.

After saying this, Qingzhou sighed, and said that he planned to tell you these things when he was in the Mo family's crypt, but unfortunately the time was too hurried at that time, and he never thought that he would be able to escape.

Mo Ling was relieved, you are also a person who has died once, let it be buried in the Mo family's crypt before you die.

Qingzhou nodded and said that Qingzhou was no longer in this world, and now his name was Old Man Mo.

Mo Ling blinked and said that I should call you Mo Senior from now on.

When Qingzhou heard this, he couldn't help laughing, only in front of Brother Moling, I will always be Qingzhou.

Qingzhou didn't say half of this sentence, and Mo Ling could probably guess it: Even if it is Qingwei now, I'm afraid he won't recognize his brother Qingzhou.

Seeing that Mo Ling was depressed and didn't speak, Qingzhou cheered up and said: "Actually, the moment I escaped from the crypt and saw the sun, I really had a feeling of rebirth, and I couldn't describe the comfort all over my body." All thanks to Brother Moling, if there was no Brother Moling, there would be no Qingzhou today. ”

Mo Ling didn't know how true Qingzhou's words were and how false they were, but he only knew that his chest was jammed, and he felt that it was superfluous to say anything now.

Qingzhou joked: Brother Moling, you are already a dying person, how can you still have the leisure to worry about my affairs.

Mo Ling was slightly stunned, and said that I almost forgot about it.

After speaking, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.