Mo Shaoying and Jiu'er left Wenchang County and rode in a carriage towards Songyang County. Mo Shaoying sat alone in the front of the car, Jiu'er leaned in the compartment, and a door panel between the two of them was like a mountain that isolated the two of them in their respective worlds, and no one said a word. There were several times when Jiu'er obviously stretched out her fingertips to push the corner of the door panel, but she gave up the idea of talking in the next moment, she knew that the back was not easy to approach, she was wary of herself, and she was not very innocent.

In less than half a day, the noise that gradually sounded woke Jiu'er from all kinds of thoughts, hastily cleaned up her mood and secretly lifted the corner of the curtain to look out, looking at the sugar gourd she had been greedy for when she was a child, listening to the businessman who boasted about her goods, vaguely remembering the street that she walked hand in hand with her sister, and it seemed that when she was in the same situation, her heart unconsciously became a little more cheerful, how long has she not been out of Wanshou Mountain?

Five years, ten years, or even longer...... It was so long that she couldn't remember it well. Although there were fine clothes and fine food, but it was dim and did not see the light of day, although everyone was smiling there, even Jiu'er could see that it was just a mask, and what an unspeakable evil face was under the mask.

She had already figured it out, but she had been suffering from no chance, and now that she was able to come out, the situation didn't seem to be much better.

The two of them walked into the largest inn in the city and asked for only one room. When the shopkeeper thought that the "husband and wife" were going to live together, they never thought that Mo Shaoying would let Jiu'er bring a futon alone, and rest in the carriage in the stable when he came. This behavior made the shopkeeper dumbfounded, and the belly was constantly slandered, but that Jiu'er was obedient, silently holding a thin quilt and walking away, looking at its appearance was actually accustomed to it.

The shopkeeper's slightly disdainful gaze fell on Mo Shaoying's eyes for a moment, but he didn't care, and he wasn't afraid that Jiu'er would report to Murong Ke in private, because he knew where Murong Ke's bottom line was. On the bright side, Jiu'er is a maid given by the prince, a girl in the room, she can do whatever she wants, and secretly let Jiu'er monitor her every move and show it as an eyeliner, so as long as you grasp this, in other words, as long as Jiu'er does not die, it is not too much to do anything yourself.

He really couldn't bear to have a pair of eyes staring at every move, and the owner of these eyes could always put on a pitiful appearance. This made him feel very unhappy, and what was even worse was that judging from the incident of Shen Jiabao, why did Murong Ke obviously have a lot of eyeliner outside, why did he still put a Jiu'er by his side, and he had the ability to destroy Shen Jiabao early in the morning, but he had to wait for him to go?

The former appears to be superfluous or has an ulterior purpose, while the latter is clearly waiting for itself. The purpose of doing this is obvious, but it is just to cut off his back road and make Mo Shaoying scolded and disliked by the world.

Shen Jianshuang is a good response. That night, Mo Shaoying naturally wouldn't be a killer. Although he is not as indifferent to fame and fortune as his junior brother Mo Zhongqing, he will never use Shen Jianshuang's life to protect his reputation. And the destruction of Shenjiabao is by no means the end, it is just the beginning, thinking of the various sects on the list, Mo Shaoying's heart can't help but sink slowly. He had long known that this road was destined to be bloody and affect the innocent, but if there was the slightest chance to reduce the bloodshed and sacrifice, he would never give up, and how to reduce the casualties without leaving a trace was another lingering problem.

The night sky is full of stars at four o'clock, and the lone light is always bright at night.

This is the fourth day, and Mo Shaoying has not gone out in the guest room for four whole days, on the one hand, he is doing this to avoid people's eyes and ears, and on the other hand, Tang Yao has asked him to wait for news after he settles down again. However, there is still some distance between the inn guest room and the stable, in order not to make Jiu'er in the carriage suspicious, Mo Shaoying deliberately leaned on the window on the second floor from time to time, sipping wine and looking up at the starry sky, and there was no appreciation in his eyes.

It's just that these nine children's physical strength is worse than ordinary people, and they only lift the curtain three times in total from the first watch to the third watch, and then fall asleep.

This made Mo Shaoying a little crying and laughing, wouldn't it be useless to send such a person to spy on him?

It's not that he didn't think about going to the Kunlun faction while Jiu'er was asleep, but this kind of thought was quickly denied, regardless of whether the time to go back and forth was in a hurry, just saying that Murong Ke could infiltrate the eyeliner in Shenjiabao, why couldn't he be in the Kunlun faction? At this moment, who can he trust except the people of the Cloud Trace Sect? And the Kunlun Sect is easy to go, but the people are difficult to find, and there is no guarantee that there are not one or two people next to the people of the Cloud Trace Sect at this moment. What's more, Jiu'er is in the light and Tang Yao is in the dark, if he leaves, he is afraid that something will come out.

At this moment, a thin layer of ash fell from the corner of the eaves and melted into the glass, and a circle of gray stains like oil flowers appeared on the surface of the wine.

Mo Shaoying smiled slightly, turned over and jumped in a blink of an eye, and went to the roof of the inn, but the wine in the cup was not spilled. At this time, there is not only a white full moon hanging on the roof, but also a black shadow is reflected in the full moon, the black shadow's clothes are flying, and the silk silk fluttering around the waist, just like a shadow in a painting. It's just that the cold eyes under the moth's eyebrows look three points more fierce than the hellish ghosts.

Mo Shaoying looked at her and raised her head slightly to smooth all the turbid wine in the cup into her stomach, and then dialed the empty cup back and forth with four fingers, and said with a smile: "Miss Shen, you cut off a bed foot in the house when you first came, so that I couldn't sleep well until tonight, and the second time you came to break the door latch, so that I couldn't close the door at night, and tonight ruined my cup of good wine." ”

Mo Shaoying talked eloquently, as if he was an old friend. Shen Jianshuang, who was standing under the moon on the eaves, gritted his teeth and said with a cold face: "Pull out your sword!"

Mo Shaoying stretched out a finger and shook it, playing with the taste: "When it comes to killing, there is nothing more than surprise, and the easiest surprise is a sneak attack, but every time the girl comes, she either shouts "look at the sword" or asks me to draw the sword, so it is too stupid to be so clear." ”

Shen Jianshuang was furious, and as soon as the sound of "choking" started, people had already drawn their swords. People are often angry like a rainbow, the power of this sword is unstoppable, but the anger is often easy to make mistakes, yes, the tip of the sword has not arrived, only listen to the "pop" muffled sound, an empty cup has been fired first to the knee bounced.

Shen Jianshuang was in pain, stumbling under his feet, and was about to rush forward and fall, but unexpectedly, the whole person only leaned slightly, and his uninjured left foot jumped suddenly.

Mo Shaoying's eyes lit up, he turned around the tip of the sword, and when the sword body slid against his chest, he grabbed a tile with his right hand and put it on Shen Jianshuangxiu's neck first, and didn't forget to say with a slight smile: "You lost again." ”

Shen Jianshuang's eyes widened, her breathing was short, and as soon as there was a hint of determination on her face, she heard Mo Shaoying already preemptively say: "Miss Shen, it's better not to think about fighting with me, firstly, the girl will definitely not succeed in doing this, and secondly, if the girl loses her fragrance and jade, no one will really avenge Shen Jiabao." ”

Shen Jianshuang's face turned white, and after a few breaths, it was extremely difficult to slowly hang down the "Yuexiu Sword" that was pasted in front of Mo Shaoying, yes, she was not afraid of no firewood while keeping the green mountains, she always understood this truth.

Mo Shaoying saw a collection of tiles, jumped away and said: "That's it for tonight, the girl is a smart person, remember not to be so reckless when you come back tomorrow, you can find an opportunity to hold someone hostage, such as Jiu'er in the stable, or go to Kunlun to send the world-famous Kunlun Seven Sons to preside over justice for the girl, as for those rivers and lakes morality, you must not abide by those heinous people like me." ”

Shen Jianshuang looked at him and neither left nor spoke, although his eyes were full of resentment, Mo Shaoying still saw something else from it, it was a trace of confused gaze, a little bit of inquiry, "She seems to be waiting for me to show her something? But, can she say it? Even if she tells the truth, what if she can believe it? In the end, wouldn't she lose another life?!"

Enough dead people!"

Mo Shaoying smiled bitterly in her heart, and said firmly: "The girl must have doubts in her heart, right? But I really have nothing to say, although the girl wants my life to come, but she has to rely on some skills! But I still advise the girl to come back after three years and five years." ”

Cold, hard, indifferent, uncompromising, and even with a hint of provocative contempt, this is the effect that Mo Shaoying wants to express. He was driving her away and telling her to retreat.

Shen Jianshuang was really stunned, but the next words were a little incomprehensible: "So what! Don't think that if you say this, I will receive your love, even if my father, mother, and even Shen Jiabao were not killed by you, but my Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Wu, and Senior Sister Zhang died because of you!"

Mo Shaoying simply closed her mouth, and her lips pursed into a line. He suddenly realized that this woman was far more intelligent and difficult than he had imagined.

Seeing his attitude, Shen Jianshuang smiled even more solemnly, his delicate body trembled lightly in the moonlight, trying to control his emotions, and said: "So I will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and I will never let you go! And the blood feud full of my Shen Family Fort does not need others to send him to uphold justice!!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his body and walked away without looking back.

Mo Shaoying's hands behind her were clenched, and her knuckles were pinched white from excessive force, this kind of woman really gave him a headache - smart but stubborn, delicate but not knowing whether to live or die! She didn't know what kind of danger she was in, if she let Tang Yao know that she couldn't kill herself, if she let Murong Ke know that she was no longer useful, what would the result be?

Mo Shaoying feels terrible when she thinks about it, but she can't be blamed for it, hatred can always unexpectedly blind her eyes and make the world unable to distinguish things. But ask yourself, if it were Mo Shaoying herself, I am afraid it would not be much better than her. Because he has tasted hatred for a long time, and even still hovers on the edge of hatred.

Mo Shaoying sighed, planning to find a place to relax. As soon as you got out of the eaves, you could feel a "tail" following you after just a few steps of the inn.

Yes, if this Shen Jianshuang can find it, then Tang Yao must be able to do it, maybe Shen Jianshuang can know where he is located or the information that Tang Yao deliberately gave. But what does it matter? Mo Shaoying smiled slightly and walked out with a swagger.

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