Whew~

The door of the firewood room, because of its age, made a screeching sound.

Then, under the gravity of the person pushing the door, it hit the door frame, making a deafening collision sound.

Zabamu strode towards the firewood room.

On the left side of the firewood room, sat a man dressed in night clothes and tied up with flowers.

The man sat down with his head bowed and his breath faintly leaning against the bushes.

Looking from the direction of the doorway, Zabamu could easily determine that it was a woman who was tied up.

Is it a white sound?

Zabamu walked quickly up to the Assassin, crouched down, and reached out to lift the Assassin's chin.

The phrase "white sound" came to his mouth, but when he saw that unfamiliar face, he immediately swallowed it?

He frowned and asked with great displeasure, "Who are you?" ”

"Where's Baiyin?" Zabamu turned around and asked Chu Ze.

Chu Ze leaned innocently against the door frame.

Rhetorical question: "Baiyin?" ”

Zabamu shook off the strange woman and got up and walked to the door.

"I ask you, where is Bai Yin!" Zabamu grabbed Chu Ze's collar, lifted the person up, grinded his teeth and said viciously, "That's right, Baiyin, don't tell me you don't know!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was pinched.

A heart-wrenching pain instantly surged into his heart.

At that moment, he even wondered if his wrist was about to break.

He turned his eyes sideways, and met a pair of eyes that contained deep anger.

The owner of those eyes stared at him dangerously, and warned, "Prince, please put your hand away, or we won't mind folding it for you." ”

Zabamu was shocked, and his fingers subconsciously let go.

Chu Ze's collar was back in his control.

He straightened his clothes, took a few steps back, and stepped back to a safe distance.

"We can't understand what the prince is saying, didn't Bai Yin already beat us with urine and fart, and I don't know where to run? How did it appear in our house? Chu Ze's tone was contemptuous and mocked, "But we heard from the gossip that after the remnants of the Tatars were defeated by our Daming, they surrendered to the Tile Thorns. Now that the mission of the Watt Thorn is in Yingtian, and now the prince has come to our house to look for the little princess of Tartar, then we want to ask how this little princess of Tartar sneaked into Yingtian, and what kind of friendship she has with the prince, and even the prince of labor came to ask for someone in person. Isn't it that the prince wants to form an alliance with our Da Ming Yong, and plans to use this Bai Yin as a sincere dedication to our Bai Ming? ”

Of course not!

Zabamu subconsciously wanted to refute.

I heard Chu Ze's slightly warning voice, and it sounded in a deep voice: "The prince had better not tell us, saying that Baiyin is just what you want to bring in Daming to play, otherwise we have reason to suspect that the prince wants to provoke our Daming." Otherwise, why would you bring our Ming enemies into Yingtian secretly. After all, there is no word 'Baiyin' in the list of the Tile Spur's mission team. ”

Zabamu's heart sank.

The force on his arm also subconsciously dispersed.

Seeing that he was no longer threatening, Lan Ruoyan threw the person away and walked back to Chu Ze to stand still.

Rao is like this, those dark eyes, still looking at him vigilantly.

Zabamu's thoughts changed a few times.

This is something that Zabamu would never dare to admit.

But he was also sure that Bai Yin was here.

Anyway, he had to take Bai Yin back.

It doesn't matter what the relationship between him and Bai Yin is, just because Bai Yin can't fall into Chu Ze's hands.

His people fell into the hands of others, and he could not be saved.

Wouldn't that send his face directly to someone else to beat?

Zabamu couldn't stand this grievance.

In any case, he had to bring this person back today.

Zabamu lowered his fierce face, squeezed the unnatural muscles on his face hard, and pulled out a very awkward smile: "I'm sorry, I see that she looks a little similar to Bai Yin, and I admit that I am wrong." ”

"yes, how should Bai Yin explain it?"

They could all hear it clearly, and the man was shouting in Baiyin.

Chu Ze crossed his arms and waited for Zabamu to explain.

Zabamu said: "Yes, there is indeed a person named Bai Yin next to this prince, but it is not the same person as the Bai Yin you said. ”

"Oh, the same name and last name." Chu Ze responded in a strange way.

Zabamu understood, pretending not to understand.

Sure enough, as he thought, Chu Zezhen hid people.

When Bacheng caught Bai Yin, he had already thought of this day.

I fell behind too much, and it was not easy to win.

Bai Yin also told her early on that she should not provoke Chu Ze easily, so as not to cause trouble.

She didn't listen.

Now it's okay, everyone has been arrested.

Zhabamu left the Chu Mansion with a black face, and returned to his residence with a black face.

After listening to Zabamu's words, Bamutu slapped the table and shouted, "According to my will, leave that bitch alone." What else can she do besides causing trouble? Since Chu Ze wants it, let him arrest it. It just so happens that we can also take this opportunity to Xingbing Daming, which can be regarded as the last contribution she made to my tile spur. ”

When that time comes, Bamutu must personally lead the troops and step on the throne!

Zabamu shook his head.

Whether to fight or not has not yet been determined, but Bai Yin must be saved.

But Chu Ze didn't admit that Bai Yin was caught by him.

If he wants to arrest someone, he has to do it secretly.

……

Night.

Chu Ze was writing and painting in the study.

Lan Ruoyan sat opposite reading a book, looking up at Chu Ze from time to time, and every eye was full of satisfied smiles.

Suddenly, the closed door of the study was slammed open from the outside.

The candle flame in the room was blown by the wind for a moment.

Chu Ze looked up.

Zhao Si smiled at Chu Ze: "Master, you really expected it, people are coming." ”

Lan Ruoyan quickly put down the book and said, "Brother Chu Ze, let's go and take a look." ”

When the words fell, Lan Ruoyan had already run away.

I can't even see the corner of my clothes.

Chu Ze silently closed his mouth and followed out.

Lan Ruoyan wanted to go and see, it was obvious that her hands were itchy and she wanted to fight.

When Chu Ze came out, there was already a fight in the courtyard outside.

Lan Ruoyan is like a petite body, and she is so weak in this group of tall black-clothed people.

But the lance looked like a swimming dragon.

Every time you stab out, you go to the point.

Under the protection of the guards, Chu Ze stood under the cloister, looking at the battlefield from afar.

It didn't take long for these people to be beaten and retreated under the siege of Lan Ruoyan and her guards.

Looking at the man in black who was about to be surrounded in the corner and was about to be captured, Chu Zelang called a halt.

The lance in Lan Ruoyan's hand went straight to the throat of the leader.

Hearing Chu Ze call a halt, Lan Ruoyan turned around and said in surprise: "Brother Chu Ze, they must be uneasy and kind when they come to the door in the middle of the night, why don't you just kill them to prevent future troubles?" ”

"That's it, they can all be killed, why bother to let the tiger go back to the mountain." Zhao Sishen thought so.

Chu Ze said: "They are here to be guests, so naturally we can't kill guests casually." (End of chapter)