The lively market, the noisy voices, because it is a meal, the hall of the restaurant is also a sound of shouting, compared to the noise of the hall, the private room on the second floor is much quieter, the same is that no matter the people at the upstairs and downstairs dinner tables are smiling without knowing whether they are true or false, but there is only one table that is an exception.

Zhao Yan trembled and looked at the long sword under his neck, if he usually did, he would definitely praise 'Good sword!' But even the best sword was not very beautiful once it was placed under his neck, and even more so it was still held on the body of the man he thought was dead.

Zhao Yan had been waiting for the news of victory in the Blood Shadow Pavilion last night, but he couldn't see anyone on the left and no one on the right, so he had to send someone to inquire, who knew that the person had just gone out and heard that dozens of black-clothed people died in the east of the city last night, and the city defense of the capital was so frightened that he directly resigned, dozens of people died in the capital at once, and they were also black-clothed people, even the emperor was alarmed, and ordered a thorough investigation in anger, and the emperor was angry for a reason, this capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how could there be so many lawbreakers? Moreover, it would not be a wonderful thing for such a number of men in black to come and assassinate him!

As soon as he got the news, he knew that he was in trouble, so he hurriedly packed his things and prepared to leave the city, but he didn't expect to be blocked by them under this restaurant.

"Miss Leng, Young Master Mo, how are you!" Zhao Yan said hello dryly, pretending to be calm and pointing to the sword around his neck and asked. "I wonder what that means?"

Mo Ziqian asked coldly. "You don't know what that means?"

Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and said. "I really don't know!"

Mo Ziqian pointed to Leng Moxi, who was sitting on the side, and asked. "Look at her, do you remember anything?"

Leng Moxi and they got the news that Zhao Yan went out of Zhao's mansion in a carriage, Leng Moxi and they guessed that he was going to escape, Mo Ziqian suspected that the carriage was bumpy and directly hugged Leng Moxi all the way, at this time, Leng Moxi was looking at Zhao Yan coldly, just the moment she saw Zhao Yan, she suddenly didn't want to kill him like this, not that she was worried that they would be in trouble if she killed the son of the prime minister's family like this, but that she felt that he had been killed for so long, it was too cheap for him, the wicked have their own wicked grinding, she had a better idea!

"Ziqian, let him go!"

Hearing this, Mo Ziqian thought that Leng Moxi was going to do it himself, and just put down the sword and was about to carry Leng Moxi over, when Leng Moxi said another sentence that he couldn't understand.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go?!" Mo Ziqian was puzzled, didn't they say that they wanted to get rid of this scourge? Could it be that she has relented?

Leng Moxi saw Mo Ziqian's puzzled face, so he whispered a few words in his ear. Immediately, Mo Ziqian looked at him with a clear expression, then glanced at Zhao Yan, as if he was looking at a dead man, and then left the restaurant without looking back with Leng Moxi in his arms.

Zhao Yan sat there stunned, he was a little incredulous, they didn't kill him? But what happened to Mo Ziqian's last look? He clearly saw pity in that look, isn't it. Are they going to hand over those things? Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Yan's legs and stomach were weak, that thing was handed over, his father's life could not be saved, there were no eggs under the nest, his father could not be saved, how could his life be saved, everything he relied on now was just his father's tiger skin!

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