Drinking alone is a depressing thing.

It is not pleasant for two people to drink, especially if there is one of them who does not drink.

Yeli is the one who doesn't drink, and King Cang is the one who drinks alone.

Wine is good wine, how can there be wine in Cangwangfu?

Although it is not a good wine in the southwest, it is the best wine in the north, but this good wine is drunk in the mouth of King Cang, but there is a bit of a sullen taste, as if the fragrance of the wine has been sucked by something.

King Cang looked at Yeli with a depressed face, and after a long time, he said, "I said Yeli, can't you have a drink with me?"

Yeli turned around and said with a smile: "You know, I don't drink when I work. ”

King Cang shook his head and said helplessly: "I knew that I would have asked that kid from Yuefeng to come over and drink with me, you guy is good at everything, but it's a little bad - too serious." ”

Seriousness is a good thing most of the time, but it is bad in some cases, like at this moment, when King Cang wants to find someone with whom he can drink heart-to-heart wine, but finds that there is only this guy who resolutely does not drink during work.

Yeli smiled slightly, but did not speak.

King Cang said helplessly: "Can't you learn to learn Yuefeng?"

Yeli smiled and said, "Yue Feng won't make a mistake when he drinks, but I may make a mistake when I drink." ”

King Cang fell silent and put down his wine glass.

Yeli is right, Yue Feng is the mastermind, although the mastermind is important, but because he only needs to plan, he generally does not deal with emergencies, Yeli is different as the person in charge of the secret guard, almost at any moment, something important can happen, and any seemingly small thing may lead to a reversal of the result.

King Cang looked at Yeli, Yeli also looked at King Cang, the two looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

The silence of the study was interrupted by a thrashing sound, a black pigeon, with black plumage, black whirlpools, and even black eyes.

Black is always unsettling, and when the king saw this black pigeon, he immediately felt uneasy.

But he didn't move, because he didn't need to move, and naturally someone would.

Yeli walked up, held the pigeon in his arms, and carefully removed the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg.

The bamboo tube is very small, so small that it can only be put into a note, and when I open the bamboo tube at night, I see a note, a note with words written.

"How's it going?" asked King Cang nervously.

Yeli frowned, and handed the note to King Cang, who saw the words on the note, only one sentence, but King Cang was helpless: the analysis was completed.

Of course, Cangwang knew what the analysis was done, no one knew better than him what needed to be analyzed, he knew what it was, he knew it clearly, and it was precisely because he knew that when this note was displayed in front of him, he felt uneasy like never before.

That's right, it's uneasiness.

In the entire Canglan Kingdom, there are not many things that can make King Cang feel uneasy, and the life and death of Yunying Ye Shengtian is one of them.

"What do you think. King Cang restrained his smile and said to Yeli.

Yeli didn't answer immediately, but walked to the window, looked up at the bright moon, and after a long time, he said: "It's a little tricky." ”

King Cang frowned.

He knew Yeli, he knew his temperament, and if he also said tricky things, it would be almost hopeless for others.

He had a feeling of despair at the moment.

"Is it really impossible to control Yunying?"

Yeli turned around, looked at King Cang and said, "Isn't there a last resort." ”

King Cang's heart trembled, and he lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean?"

Yeli nodded.

King Cang shook his head.

It's rare for two people to disagree, but this time, they really disagreed.

"This is our last chance, if we take control of the Cloud Camp, we can eliminate the king's most important influence in the army, I think it's worth the risk." ”

"Is it worth it?" said the Cangwang with a wry smile, "Don't forget, we can't control him until now. ”

Yeli didn't speak, just shook his head, shook his head and said nothing, Juanxiu's brows furrowed together.

King Cang continued: "In case, I mean in case something goes wrong. ”

The wind was a little cold, the cold was biting, and the night was so biting that he subconsciously tucked his sleeves, and his inconspicuous movements showed his entanglement at the moment.

In King Cang's impression, Yeli is never a person who will be entangled, but at this moment, he shows a tangled side and a hesitant side.

"Or we can call someone else over. "The temptation of the king of Cang.

Yeli shook his head, "Forget it, this kind of thing, the less people know about this kind of thing, the better." ”

"Where's Yue Feng?" asked King Cang.

"He's unreliable. Yeli smiled, "Really, although you don't want to listen, I think he's unreliable." ”

King Cang frowned.

There is no evidence to support Yeli's speculation, but he has never missed it, this alone is enough to make King Cang jealous, if others say so, King Cang may suspect that it is a struggle for power and profit, but Yeli - it is absolutely impossible.

"In the current situation, if you want to get to the top of the table, this is the last chance, and if you miss it, you may never have a better chance." ”

"But Yunying. ”

"I said, let him out. ”

King Cang did not answer, walked out of the desk, paced back and forth in the room, his elongated shadow was broken in two by the moonlight.

I don't know how long it took, King Cang finally stopped and stared at the night.

He clenched his teeth, and a hateful voice popped out from between his teeth: "Let him out." ”

Late at night, some have already fallen asleep, some have just woken up.

Mo Youxuan was the one who had just woken up, and he found himself lying on a strange bed. Some people read the bed, and they can't fall asleep without the familiar bed, Mo Youxuan doesn't read the bed, but he still can't sleep, because he saw a person standing at the door, to be precise, a figure hidden in the shadows.

"Who?" he asked.

"Someone you don't know. A man replied.

The figure gradually approached, and the moonlight reflected his face, a young and somewhat excessive man, handsome, cold, and fierce.

For some reason, these words suddenly popped up in Mo Youxuan's mind.

"My name is Han Chuang. The man held out his hand, and his hand hung in the air.

Mo Youxuan didn't understand what this meant, but he subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it. It's slippery, slippery like a man's hand, and even better than most women.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Youxuan asked vigilantly.

"Don't you think you should answer this question first?" The moonlight reflected Han Chuang's gentle smile, but this smile had a somewhat cold taste.

Murderous!

Mo Youxuan's eyes lit up, he clearly felt that an obscure murderous aura was entrenching around his body, and he knew that as long as his answer was a little dissatisfied with the man in front of him, a knife or a sword would accurately slash through his throat.

"Mo Youxuan. Mo Youxuan said, "My name is Mo Youxuan, and I am a doctor. ”

For a moment, Mo Youxuan felt that the murderous aura was extremely strong, but in the next moment, it disappeared without a trace, so much so that he began to doubt his feelings.

Is that true?

He wasn't sure.

He wasn't sure why the man in front of him, who wasn't too old, had accumulated such a strong murderous aura, which was almost condensed into substance, impacting his mind and freezing his body.

With such a strong murderous aura, how many people are you going to kill? Who is this man in front of you? Killer and soldier?

If Han Chuang knew that Mo Youxuan would think like this, he would definitely cry and laugh, the murderous aura just now was created by disillusionment, and it was the same as the real murderous aura, he just wanted to try this Mo Youxuan and see how he was.

The results of the test were satisfactory to him, and Mo Youxuan did not react.

No reaction does not mean no feeling, Han Chuang knew that he had feelings, and the feelings were particularly strong, but he concealed his reaction, and this calmness alone was enough to make people impressed.

"Why are you here?" Han Chuang asked, his voice a little deliberately low, hoarse.

"Where is this?" Mo Youxuan's eyes moved, and he looked at the room.

An ordinary wooden structure house, without a warm layer, looks a little cold, but the thick quilt on the body offsets the cold erosion to a certain extent.

The owner of the room was not wealthy, it was simply furnished, even basic, but it was clean, as if it was often cleaned.

Han Chuang looked at Mo Youxuan and thought, "Is this fate?"

Gu's father, who has been incognito for thirty years, has been rescued by Gu Xi'er, no matter how you listen to this story, it is a bit hypocritical.

Han Chuang shook his head, threw this thought out of his mind, and said in a low voice: "This is Mingxi Village in the northern part of Canglan Country, very close to the North Mountain where demon beasts are rampant. ”

"Mingxi Village?" Mo Youxuan chewed the name, and after a while, he spoke, "Why am I here?"

"I was rescued. ”

"Who? Why did you want to save me?"

"Daddy Gu's granddaughter, because she doesn't know your identity. ”

Mo Youxuan's heart trembled, and he lowered his voice and said, "I don't understand what you mean, I'm just a doctor." ”

"Doctor?" Han Chuang laughed.

It was as if I had heard some big joke, and I laughed and laughed.

Suddenly, with a smile on his face, he said coldly: "I think it's almost the same doctor who killed people." ”

The smile on Mo Youxuan's face was stiff, even if he didn't use a mirror, he also knew how hideous his expression was at the moment, like a beast after being injured.

"Who the hell are you?" he said, word by word, as he secretly put his hand into his arms.

"I'm a know-it-all person. Han Chuang sneered, "Don't think about using poison, I might as well tell you that there are not many poisons in this world that can poison me." ”

Mo Youxuan put down his hand and said calmly: "Since you know that matter, let's be the opponent." As soon as he finished speaking, he consciously closed his eyes, he was afraid of the moment when death came, no one was afraid, even if he had already realized it.

It is conceivable that the pain of death did not come, but a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Don't worry, I am not a person from King Cang." ”

Mo Youxuan opened his eyes and looked at Han Chuang.

"Except for the people of King Cang, does anyone else know about that matter?"

Han Chuang laughed and said, "If you don't want people to know, unless you don't do it, Mr. Mo won't even understand this truth." ”

Mo Youxuan knew that the other party was mocking, but he didn't have any reason or position to refute it, that incident back then was an indelible stain in his life.

He said calmly, "You want to kill me?"

"I don't want to. Han Chuang shook his head, "There are many people who want to kill you, but I'm not." ”

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything. Han Chuang said, "I just want to determine if you are a threat." ”

"The result?"

"I didn't kill you. ”

Mo Youxuan shook his head and said in a low voice, "You should kill me." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "I said that there are many people who should kill you, but not me. I have no grievances with you, why should I kill you? After a pause, he continued: "On the contrary, it has something to do with the person who wants to kill you, so I can't kill you." ”

"You want to hand me over?" Mo Youxuan said calmly.

"Sorry, not available. Han Chuang said: "I will tell the person who wants to kill you about my whereabouts, and then—it's up to him and you." ”