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"Why did you save me?"

Mo Xuanyi stood there, ignoring the muddy water flowing on his face.

Chen Sanlang smiled: "I didn't see it clearly when I made a move, and I didn't find out that it was you." ”

This is the truth, there was a chaotic fight before, Mo Xuanyi was wearing a hat again, and when he saw that the situation was critical, he subconsciously took out his sword.

Mo Xuanyi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Anyway, I owe you a life." ”

Chen Sanlang waved his hand: "No need, unintentional action, effort." To tell you the truth, it was you who saved you, and I regret it. ”

As he spoke, his face was a little cold.

This person once accepted the secret order of the Yuan family, came to Jing County to plot wrongdoing, and even directly assassinated, asking Chen Sanlang to have a smile on him, but he really couldn't do it.

Mo Xuanyi wiped a handful of muddy water from his face, arched his hand, and looked resolute: "I, Mo Xuanyi, am a dignified man, standing up to the sky and the earth, and my grievances are clear. In the past, Mo was not good to Lord Chen, but he was loyal to personnel and was ordered to do it. But now, if it weren't for Lord Chen's action, I would have become a ghost who died unjustly, and I would repay this life-saving favor no matter what. ”

He knelt on the ground and bowed.

Chen Sanlang frowned.

Mo Xuanyi stood up and left angrily, in this drizzly night, he seemed a little depressed and lonely.

Chen Sanlang looked at his back and thought: Could it be that this person failed to assassinate him, so he was expelled from Yangzhou?

He has never personally experienced the inner battles of the door that do everything he can, but he just guesses a rough idea. How, it is impossible to imagine.

At this moment, seeing the departing Mo Xuanyi was only a shadow. Dragging a wounded leg, limping. There are some bleak heroes at the end, I can't help but sigh in my heart, stride after him, take out a small burden and stuff it into Mo Xuanyi's hand, don't speak, turn around and get on the boat with Xiaoyaofudao.

Mo Xuanyi was stunned for a moment, took the burden, pinched it, and felt the hardness inside. It is clearly a bag of silver, and when you weigh it, it is estimated that there are more than 20 taels.

This amount, if he usually changes it, he will not be taken into Mo Xuanyi's eyes at all, he lives in seclusion in Dongting, and was sincerely invited by Yuan Geshu to go out of the mountain, which is to do a great career. By Yuan Geshu's side, he is even more reused, and the people he gets acquainted with are either rich or expensive. Usually, if you have a meal in a restaurant in Yangzhou, or listen to a song in Qinhuai, you will spend more than 100 silver. Reward the next person casually, and it will be a few taels of silver as soon as you make a move.

It's a pity. Lingyun's ambition, splendid wealth and wealth, in the blink of an eye, it will become a cloud of smoke.

Now he is down. I can't make up a tael of silver all over my body, the bag of silver that Chen Sanlang gave. It's just a life-saving money.

I can't imagine it. If there is no money, how can he go back to Zhongzhou Dongting through Yongzhou.

This escape route was formulated by Mo Xuanyi after careful consideration, but he never thought that he would be caught up by others, and he almost lost his life.

"Yuan Wenchang, you are too pressing!"

The assassination of Chen Sanlang failed, and his martial arts were abolished, Mo Xuanyi actually still had illusions, after all, without martial arts, he still had a full of strategy, at least he could stay by Yuan Geshu's side to give advice and be a staff member. However, he never expected that after returning to the Assassin's Mansion, he was held accountable and immediately expelled.

At that time, he was full of grief and indignation, feeling that Yuan Geshu was really weak, and he still wanted to follow such a person to compete in the world, but he really looked away.

What happened next made Mo Xuanyi's heart even colder, there was a killer trailing, and he had to wait for him to be assassinated after he left Yangzhou.

Needless to say, these assassins must have been sent by Yuan Wenchang.

Kill somebody to do away with a witness!

Although Mo Xuanyi has not been in service for a long time, as Yuan Geshu's confidant, he knows a lot of government affairs.

It is precisely because of this that he provoked the disaster of killing.

Yuan Wenchang will not allow anyone who knows the secret to leave his command, except for dead people.

Mo Xuanyi didn't know if Brother Yuan Shu knew about this matter or not, and whether he was involved in it, but it didn't make sense anymore. At this point, he was completely dead to the Yuan family.

The loss of force does not mean that Mo Xuanyi is a flour that can be manipulated by others, and with his wit, he got rid of the first batch of assassins and secretly left Yangzhou. It's just that the assassins of the Yuan family have always been ghostly, chasing all the way. In the process of escaping, Mo Xuanyi can be said to have done his best, and finally wanted to enter Zhongzhou through Yongzhou, which was originally unexpected, but now Yongzhou is in chaos, once he enters the territory, the hope of completely getting rid of the assassin is greatly increased.

But in the end, he was caught up in Yangtoudu, and this happened when Chen Sanlang gave him a helping hand.

The rain was cold, and it hit his face, and the wind blew, raising his tousled hair, and even his beard fluttered. When I walked to the town, I saw that there was a wonton noodle seller on the side, smelling the hot fragrance, and suddenly felt hungry, so I walked over and sat down and shouted: "Boss, come to a bowl of wonton noodles, ask for a big bowl, add more meat and eggs." ”

I fled all the way, barely had a stable meal, and tonight, somehow, suddenly seemed to be relieved, and there was a sense of relief and relaxation.

Not long after, a large bowl of wonton noodles was served, with large pieces of meat on top of it, and a braised egg, sprinkled with chopped green onions, which made people appetize.

Mo Xuanyi twisted his chopsticks and ate in a big gulp. After a while, a large bowl of noodles fell into the stomach, giving the body a feeling of fullness. He ordered another bowl of soup and sipped it slowly, when suddenly tears fell and dripped onto the noodle soup, causing a circle of subtle ripples.

Once in high spirits!

The former guidance!

Once full of ambition!

Nowadays, it is not as real as a bowl of wonton noodles.

It's just tomorrow, where do we go from here?

According to the original plan, he returned to Dongting to live in seclusion, in that case, it would be equivalent to going around in vain, and finally returning to the original point.

I am really unwilling to return with a wound.

In that case, wouldn't it be empty words to say that he wanted to repay his kindness in front of Chen Sanlang before, and it would not be possible to achieve it at all?

Mo Xuanyi actually didn't know Chen Sanlang, and the previous investigation conducted in order to facilitate the assassination proved to be full of fallacies, and he was completely confused by appearances. Otherwise, the assassination of Chen Sanlang would have been successful a long time ago, and everything behind would not have happened.

If you want to repay your kindness, how can you repay it?

Mo Xuanyi sat on the noodle stall and thought hard, looking at the crowd running back and forth on the side, all of them looked sad, all of them were people who were about to flee, and they were in a hurry to leave Yongzhou, a war-torn place.

"Yongzhou ......"

"War ......"

Mo Xuanyi muttered in his mouth, his eyes slowly lit up, and finally made up his mind and threw down the silver: "Boss, settle the bill!"

He decided not to return to Dongting, but chose to stay in Yongzhou.

The halberd has not been sold, and the comeback is unknown. The rebellion in Yongzhou may be a great opportunity, heroes are born in troubled times, and he who lived in seclusion in Dongting at that time was not Taoguang and obscure, waiting for the troubled times to come......? i1292

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