She suddenly remembered her past life, when she was often dragged to the bar by Bai Xiaoyou to drink.

Mo Yizhi always sat in the corner, watching the men next to Bai Xiaoyou change one after another, watching Bai Xiaoyou play with those men happily and applaud.

Mo Yizhi sometimes admires Bai Xiaoyou. She knows what she wants and she never pretends to hide her desires.

As for Mo Yizhi, she thought carefully about what she wanted.

In her previous life, she wanted to make money, pay off the debt owed by her father, and then live a good life. But in this life, she has not thought about it. Maybe all she wants is to end the war early and hope that people can live a stable life.

life, and hope that I can live a peaceful and comfortable life as soon as possible.

But the war is not over yet, so for everyone, these can only be conjectures for the time being.

Holding the wine flask, he returned to the tent happily. The army was not rich in supplies, so Mo Yizhi often did not light candles at night. The tent was not big and the items were arranged by heart. Moreover, in the dark, he could

It makes her feel more secure.

Put down the curtain and put the wine bottle on the small table a few steps forward.

But as soon as the wine bottle was placed on the table, his right hand quickly pulled out the scimitar from his waist. The old-looking sharkskin scimitar flashed with a cold light when it was unsheathed.

At the same time, Mo Yizhi kicked his feet hard, bent his left knee, and jumped forward using the force...

A cold light flashed under the thin moonlight at night, and everything happened in just a moment.

Mo Yizhi held a sharp scimitar in his hand and placed it on the uninvited guest's neck. With his other hand, he pinched the man's wrist veins without any error. At the same time, he pressed his left knee against the person's heart and lungs. In this way, he stood in front of him.

People can't move.

The one who comes here only needs to move, and Mo Yizhi can kill him instantly.

Mo Yizhi felt that this person's breathing was shallow and long, and he must have good martial arts, otherwise he would not have noticed her when she entered the tent.

But Mo Yizhi had always been alert, and he noticed it when he was two steps closer to the man.

However, she did not alert the snake, but placed the wine bottle on the small table not far from the man's place as if by accident.

Because Xiao Ji was so low, Mo Yizhi took advantage of the situation when he was bending down and jumped up with his sword to attack, not allowing the man to resist and controlling him in front of him.

This person was restrained but was not frightened. The light smell of sandalwood emanating from that person was somewhat familiar to Xiaoqi, and he heard the person chuckle again.

Mo Yizhi sighed helplessly, put away his murderous intention, put away his knife and retreated, lighting the only candle in the tent in the dark.

The Sixth Prince was still wearing a white fox fur coat, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown, but it seemed that because Mo Yi had just secretly arrived, a few strands of his originally neat crown hair fell down.

He sat leisurely beside Mo Yizhi's bed, still smiling but not smiling. He looked at Mo Yizhi with raised eyes but smiled silently.

Seemingly calm on the surface, the Sixth Prince was actually shocked for a moment by Mo Yizhi's awe-inspiring murderous intention that he had displayed all year round on the battlefield. He did not dare to act rashly when Mo Yizhi restrained him in front of him.

But Mo Yizhi really had nothing to do with these six princes. He couldn't kill them, move them, beat them, scold them, chase them away, and they were like nothing.

Mo Yizhi thought that it would be better to simply ask him for clarification today than to pester him all day long, which would be extremely annoying.

"What exactly does the Sixth Prince want from me?"
Chapter completed!