Chapter Eighty-Three: I Didn't Say Anything!

A lone moon hung in the night sky, kept at a distinct distance by the clouds that had been flirted by the dusk, paying no attention to the pheromones it released.

Zheng Ze walked in front, and on the right behind him was Tang Ba carrying a lantern, illuminating the way forward for the two.

And Lang Yu, who was closer to him on the left, silently held the piano case and didn't say a word, only occasionally glanced at the side face of the young man next to him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Today's mood is like going up and down the cliff, and the surprise of seeing my mother has slowly calmed down, just as Zheng Ze said when he brought him back, family affection will be a trickle of water in the future.

Slowly suppressing the joy brought by family affection, she had to think, what does this man mean to herself?

From the moment he took his hand, did it mean ......

But since then, he doesn't seem to have said anything, and he hasn't made any more trespassing, is he thinking too much?

He called his mother a sister-in-law, but he just treated himself as a niece, and let their mother and son reunite, and it was also for his mother's sake?

But his actions before were not very similar, and he didn't understand that the affairs of two people were never something that one person could figure out when he thought about it.

When her thoughts were wandering, she suddenly heard a clear voice, "Miss Rongyu, don't lie in the future!" ”

She couldn't help but look at Zheng Ze, only to see that there seemed to be a shallow smile on his somewhat delicate face, and the night was hazy, and she couldn't see it clearly.

It's just that when I heard the name of Lang Yu from his mouth, I always felt that the previous boast was still in my ears.

A hint of blush appeared on her face, and her arms holding the piano case tightened slightly.

The gentle girl's voice was muffled at this time, she buried her face in the box, and said softly, "Got it." ”

How did she not know that all this was deliberately teasing herself by the other party, in fact, she wanted to hear what Zheng Ze meant, as she thought, and said it so that she could ...... Choose!

seemed to feel her emotions, and in the night, the corners of Zheng Ze's mouth were slightly hooked, "Get jade." ”

"Huh?" Lang Yu looked up at him suspiciously.

The next moment, he felt that his right hand holding the box was grasped by a warm hand, and he pulled himself to walk on the long street again.

Holding the box in one hand, Lang Yu felt the strange touch of his right hand, as if there was an electric current conducted into his heart, which was extremely numb.

She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to pull it back, but after a slight effort, she unloaded her strength again. It's just that she secretly glanced at Zheng Ze, so it seems that she is doing this for me......

Holding hands and walking forward, neither of them spoke.

Tang Ba didn't squint, and followed Zheng Ze's figure with the lantern, as if he didn't have the slightest feeling for the strange atmosphere next to him.

The appearance of Zilanxuan in front of it, the nightlife here has always been exciting, so the lights are brighter than the surroundings.

In front of the door of Zilanxuan and Zheng Ze's attic, there is a street, and there is also a street across the door, so the street is "T" shaped. And the road that Zheng Ze brought back with Langyu was the vertical of "T".

Approaching Zilanxuan, Lang Yu felt Zheng Ze pinching her hand and suddenly tightened, and she looked at Zheng Ze in surprise. Even though the lights were dim, she could see the solemnity on the young man's side face.

Da, da, da......

The sound of thin, heavy footsteps came irregularly from far and near, towards this side.

Facing Zilanxuan to the left, a figure with a light on his back slowly walked towards this side, staggering and staggering.

Zheng Ze turned around and looked at the figure that seemed to come out of the light, he could only see the outline, but he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

He pursed his lips slightly, feeling the faint killing intent hidden in the dark, and did not speak.

"This ......" Tang Ba was a little wary at first, but looking at the silhouette that slowly walked over, he only felt a little familiar.

The staggering figure seemed to have exhausted all its strength when it came here, and finally collapsed where it had not reached the end, and the light behind him was draped over him.

"Zhang Mu!" The moment the figure fell, Tang Qi finally saw his face clearly. He hurriedly turned his head and looked at Zheng Ze, "Mr. Zheng, he is one of the two disciples who disappeared......"

Listening to his words, Zheng Ze looked at the figure that fell on the ground, opened his mouth slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head, "Take care of yourself first." ”

He watched as this Qijutang himself, named Zhang Mutou, was ten steps away, slowly crawling towards this side, dragging a long blood trail under him.

Until he was in front of the three of them, he finally stopped, raised his face, it was already covered with blood, if Tang Ba wasn't too familiar, I am afraid it would be difficult to recognize.

Seeing him like this, Tang Qi's breathing became heavier and heavier, "Who is it!" Who is it?! ”

The man named Zhang Mutou shook his head and didn't speak, he knew that he couldn't live, and the person in front of him also knew.

Turning sideways slightly, exposing his abdomen, looking at Zheng Ze, looking at Tang Ba, grinning, shaking his head, "Starling, Mr. Zheng, I, huh, I didn't say, huh, what am I ......"

He put his hand on his abdomen, pulled something from between his clothes, clutched it tightly in his hand, and reached in front of him, dripping blood splattering from his hand.

"Whew...... Didn't even say it! ”

The raised head fell abruptly, and the raised arm also hung down weakly, and there was no breath.

"Wood!!"

Tang Ba no longer ignored Zheng Ze's stop, threw away the lantern and leaned over to hug the corpse that had lost his breath on the ground.

Zheng Ze glanced at this disciple of the Seven Peerless Hall named Zhang Mutou, and his gaze stopped on what he was holding in his hand.

It was a ball of paper, just looking at the appearance, I knew that it should be a bound book of "Warring States Policy". Someone cut open his abdomen with paper with internal qi and deliberately let him back.

Feeling the bursts of killing intent around him, Zheng Ze exhaled heavily again, he actually didn't care much about the people who didn't have much to do with him, but everyone died in front of him, so the implication was great.

Lang Yu glanced at the person who had lost his breath on the ground, and looked at Zheng Ze with concern, her heart could feel that the young man who was always laughing and easy-going with her before, this moment was very different.

At this moment, in various places in front of Zilanxuan's door, one after another wearing black clothes, masked figures, holding blades, walked out of the shadows from all corners.

There were figures standing at the three exits, and they were slowly approaching, with a clear target, the three people still standing on the street.

The streets are full of murderous machines.

Such a blatant murderous aura was already undisguised, so he was not the only one who could feel it.

A red figure stepped out of the attic, with long legs moving, slowly pulling the hairpin from between the strands of hair as it walked.

"Haven't you worked so hard after waiting so long?" Flame Spirit Ji glanced at the jade beside Zheng Ze, then stood in front of Zheng Ze and said to the killers who came over around him.

In Zilanxuan's attic, a window opened, Zi Nu put her hands on the windowsill, and Wei Zhuang clasped her hands to her chest, watching the scene that happened below.

"There seem to be a lot of killers coming at night!"

Wei Zhuang's sharp gaze was calm as usual, and he said lightly: "If there are more people to win, then the Ghost Valley should have been annihilated in the years a long time ago." ”