A lone moon hung in the night sky, and the clouds teased by dusk kept a clear distance, paying no attention to the pheromones it released.
Zheng Ze was walking in front, and behind him on the right was Tang Ba, who was holding a lantern, lighting the way for the two of them.
Nongyu, who was closer to him on the left, silently held the piano case and said nothing, only occasionally glancing at the profile of the young man next to him, intentionally or unintentionally.
Today's mood was up and down like going up a mountain or down a cliff. The surprise of seeing my mother has slowly subsided. Just like Zheng Ze said when he brought him back, family love will be a trickling stream in the future.
Slowly suppressing the joy brought by family affection, she had to think about what this man meant to her.
From the moment he held his hand, did it mean...
But since then, he didn't seem to say anything, nor did he do anything arrogant. Was he overthinking it?
He calls his mother sister-in-law, but he only treats himself as a niece. Is he doing it for his mother to reunite mother and son?
But his behavior before was not very similar, and Nong Yu didn't understand that matters between two people could never be figured out by one person.
When her thoughts were wandering, she suddenly heard a clear voice, "Miss Nongyu, please don't lie in the future!"
She couldn't help but look at Zheng Ze, and saw that there seemed to be a slight smile on his pretty face. It was dim in the night, so she couldn't see clearly.
Just hearing Nongyu's name from his mouth, I always felt that the boasting sound from before was still ringing in my ears.
A blush appeared on her pretty face, and Nongyu's arms holding the piano case tightened slightly.
The gentle girl's voice was muffled at this time. She buried her face on the box and said softly: "I understand."
How could she not know that all this was being deliberately teased by the other party? In fact, she wanted to hear what Zheng Ze meant. If it was what she thought, saying it would give her... a choice!
As if feeling her emotions, in the night, the corners of Zheng Ze's lips raised slightly, "Nong Yu."
"Huh?" Nongyu raised her head and looked at him in confusion.
The next moment, he felt the right hand holding the box being held by a warm hand, and he was pulling himself to walk on the long street.
Holding the box in one hand, Nongyu felt the strange touch on his right hand, as if there were electric currents flowing into his heart, which was extremely numb.
She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to pull back, but after a slight exertion, she released the strength. However, she secretly glanced at Zheng Ze. From this point of view, she did this for me...
They walked forward holding hands, neither of them speaking.
Tang Ba didn't squint as he picked up a lantern and followed Zheng Ze's figure forward, as if he didn't feel the slightest sense of the strange atmosphere next to him.
The appearance of Zilanxuan comes into view in front of you. The nightlife here has always been exciting, so the lights are brighter than the surroundings.
The doors of Zilanxuan and Zheng Ze's attic are facing a street, and there is also a street across from the door, so the street is in the shape of a "T". And the road that Zheng Ze took back with Nong Yu is in the shape of a "T"
One vertical.
Approaching Zilanxuan, Nongyu felt Zheng Ze's hand tightening suddenly. She looked at Zheng Ze in surprise. Even though the lights were dim, she could see the solemn look on the young man's side face.
Da da da……
Thin and heavy footsteps came irregularly from far to near, heading this way.
Facing Zilanxuan, on the left, a figure carrying a light on his back slowly walked towards this side, staggering and swaying.
Zheng Ze turned around and looked at the figure that seemed to be walking out of the light. He could only see its outline but not its appearance.
He pursed his lips slightly, feeling the faint murderous intention hidden in the dark, and said nothing.
"This..." Tang Ba was a little wary at first, but looking at the slowly walking silhouette, he felt a little familiar.
The staggering figure seemed to have exhausted all his energy when he arrived here, and finally fell down before reaching the end point, with the light behind him scattered on his body.
"Zhang Mumu!" When the figure fell, Tang Qi finally saw his face clearly. He quickly turned his head and looked at Zheng Ze, "Mr. Zheng, he is one of the two missing disciples..."
After listening to his words, Zheng Ze looked at the figure lying on the ground, opened his mouth slightly, breathed out a sigh of relief, and shook his head, "Take care of yourself first."
He watched as the Qi Jue Hall disciple named Zhang Mutou slowly crawled towards him ten steps away, dragging long blood stains under his body.
When he was in front of the three of them, he finally stopped and raised his face. It was already covered in blood. If Tang Ba hadn't been too familiar with it, it would have been difficult for him to recognize it.
Seeing him like this, Tang Ba's breathing became heavier and heavier, "Who is it! Who is it?!"
The man named Zhang Mutou shook his head and said nothing. He knew that he would not survive, and everyone present knew it.
He turned slightly sideways, exposed his abdomen, looked at Zheng Ze, looked at Tang Ba, grinned, and shook his head, "Bago, Mr. Zheng, I, uh, I didn't say, uh, what did I..."
He put his hand on his abdomen, pulled something out from between his clothes, held it tightly in his hand, stretched it forward, and drops of blood splashed from his hand.
"Huh... I didn't say anything!"
The raised head suddenly dropped, and the raised arms also dropped weakly, losing their breath.
"wood!!"
Tang Ba no longer ignored Zheng Ze's stop, threw away the lantern and leaned over to hug the lifeless body on the ground.
Zheng Ze glanced at this disciple of Qi Jue Hall named Zhang Mutou, and his eyes stopped at the thing in his hand.
It was a ball of paper. Just by looking at its appearance, one could tell that it was a bound volume of "Warring States Policy". Someone used the inner energy to cut open his abdomen with the paper and deliberately let him back.
Feeling the killing intent around him, Zheng Ze exhaled heavily again. In fact, he didn't really care about people who were not closely involved with him, but if people died in front of his eyes, the implications would be huge.
Nongyu glanced at the lifeless person on the ground, and looked at Zheng Ze with concern. She could feel in her heart that the young man who had always been playful and easy-going with her before was very different at this moment.
At this time, in various places in front of the Zilanxuan Gate, figures wearing black clothes and covering their faces, holding weapons in hand, came out of the shadows in every corner.
There were figures standing at all three exits. They slowly approached, with a clear target: the three people still standing on the street.
The streets are full of murderous intent.
Such obvious murderous intent was undisguised, so he was not the only one who could feel it.
A red figure walked out of the attic, its long legs moving, and it slowly pulled out the hairpin from its hair as it walked.
"Isn't it hard for you to wait for so long?" Yan Lingji glanced at Nong Yu beside Zheng Ze, then stood in front of Zheng Ze and said to the killers who were surrounding her.
In the attic of Zilanxuan, a window opened, Zinu put her hands on the window sill, and Wei Zhuang folded his hands on his chest, watching the scene happening below.
"There seem to be quite a few killers coming at night!"
Wei Zhuang's sharp eyes were calm as usual, and he said calmly: "If victory can be achieved with more people, then Guigu should have been annihilated in the years."
I drank fake wine yesterday, so I will post two chapters together today.
