Hey~
The door of the woodshed made a harsh sound because it was old.

Then, under the gravity of the person pushing the door, it hit the door frame, making an ear-splitting collision sound.

Zhabamu strode towards the woodshed.

On the left side of the woodshed, there was a man wearing night clothes and tied up.

The man sat back in the firewood with his head lowered and his breath weak.

Looking from the direction of the door, Zhabam could easily determine that the person tied up was a woman.

Is it Baiyin?

Zabamu walked quickly to the assassin, squatted down, reached out and lifted the assassin's chin.

The phrase "Bai Yin" came to your lips, but when you saw that unfamiliar face, you swallowed it immediately?

He frowned and asked with great displeasure: "Who are you?"

"Where's Baiyin?" Zhabamu turned around and asked Chu Ze.

Chu Ze leaned against the door frame with an innocent face.

He asked back: "Baiyin?"

Zhabamu shook off the strange woman, stood up and walked to the door.

"Let me ask you, where is Bai Yin!" Zabamu grabbed Chu Ze's collar, lifted him up, and said angrily, grinding his teeth, "Yes, where is Bai Yin? Don't tell me you don't know! "

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was pinched.

A heart-wrenching pain suddenly surged into his heart.

At that moment, he even wondered if his wrist was about to break.

He turned his eyes sideways and met a pair of eyes filled with deep anger.

The owner of those eyes stared at him dangerously and warned: "Prince, please put your hand away, otherwise I won't mind folding it for you."

Zabamu was shocked and subconsciously loosened his fingers.

Chu Ze's collar was back under his control.

He straightened his clothes, took a few steps back, and retreated to a safe distance.

"I don't understand the prince's words. Didn't Baiyin beat me to pieces a long time ago and run away to nowhere? Why did he appear in our house?" Chu Ze said in a contemptuous tone, " However, we heard rumors that the remnants of the Tatars surrendered to Wasi after they were defeated by our Ming Dynasty. Now Wasi's delegation is in Yingtian, and now the prince has come to our house to look for the little Tatar princess. Then We would like to ask how this little Tatar princess sneaked into Yingtian, and what kind of relationship she had with the prince, so that the prince of labor came to ask for her in person. Could it be that the prince wanted to form an alliance with our great Ming Dynasty forever, and planned to use this white money Is the sound sincerely dedicated to Bai Ming?"

Of course not!
Zabamu subconsciously wanted to refute.

Then I heard Chu Ze's slightly warning voice, which sounded in a deep voice: "Prince, it's best not to tell us that Bai Yin is just something you want to bring into the Ming Dynasty for fun, otherwise we have reason to suspect that the prince wants to provoke our Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, Why should we secretly bring our enemies of the Ming Dynasty into Yingtian? After all, there is no word 'Baiyin' in the list of Wasi's envoy team."

Zabamu's heart sank.

The strength stored in his arms also dispersed subconsciously.

Seeing that he was no longer a threat, Lan Ruoyan shook him off and walked back to stand behind Chu Ze.

Even so, those dark eyes were still looking at him warily.

Zabamu's thoughts changed several times.

Zabamu would never dare to admit this.

But he was also sure that Baiyin was here.

No matter what, he had to take Baiyin back.

It doesn't matter what the relationship between him and Baiyin is, it's just because Baiyin can't fall into Chu Ze's hands.

If his people fall into the hands of others, he will not be able to save them.

Wouldn't that mean sending his face directly into someone else's hands for a slap?
Zabamu couldn't bear the grievance.

No matter what, he had to take this person back today.

Zhabamu suppressed his ferocious face, tried hard to squeeze the unnatural muscles on his face, and gave a very awkward smile: "I'm sorry, I think she looks a bit similar to Bai Yin, so I made a mistake."

"Really? How should Baiyin explain it?"

They could all hear clearly that what this person was shouting was Bai Yin.

Chu Ze crossed his arms and waited for Zabamu to explain.Zabamu said: "Yes, there is indeed a person named Baiyin beside me, but he is not the same person as the Baiyin you mentioned."

"Oh, the same name." Chu Ze responded in a weird way.

Zabamu understood, but pretended not to understand.

Sure enough, as he thought, Chu Zezhen hid the person.

Most likely, he had already thought of this day when he caught Baiyin.

I am too far behind and it will not be easy to win.

Bai Yin also told her long ago not to provoke Chu Ze easily to avoid getting into trouble.

She refused to listen.

Well now, everyone has been arrested.

Zhabamu left the Chu Mansion with a dark face and returned to his residence with a dark face.

After hearing what Zhabam said, Bamutu slapped the table and shouted: "As I say, leave that bitch alone. Apart from causing trouble, what else can she do all day long? Since Chuze and the others want it, let him catch her. Forget it. It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to raise troops against the Ming Dynasty, which can be regarded as her last contribution to my Wa Ci. "

By that time, Bamutu must personally lead the troops and conquer Yingtian!
Zabamu shook his head.

It has not yet been decided whether to fight or not, but Baiyin must be rescued.

But Chu Ze did not admit that he was the one who caught Bai Yin.

If he wants to arrest someone, he has to do it secretly.

……

night.

Chu Ze is writing and drawing in the study.

Lan Ruoyan sat opposite and read a book. She looked up at Chu Ze from time to time, and every look was filled with a satisfied smile.

Suddenly, the closed study door was violently pushed open from the outside.

The candlelight in the room was blown by the wind for a moment.

Chu Ze looked up.

Zhao Si winked at Chu Ze and smiled: "Master, you were really sure that the person is here."

Lan Ruoyan quickly put down the book and said, "Brother Chu Ze, let's go take a look."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Ruoyan had already run away.

Not even a corner of his clothes could be seen.

Chu Ze silently shut his mouth and followed him out.

Lan Ruoyan didn't want to take a look, her hands were itchy and she wanted to fight.

When Chu Ze came out, there was already a fight in the yard outside.

Lan Ruoyan's petite body was so weak among this group of tall black-clad people.

But the long spear looks like a swimming dragon.

Every thrust was aimed at the vital point.

Under the protection of the guards, Chu Ze stood under the corridor and looked at the battlefield from a distance.

Not long after, these people were defeated steadily under the siege of Lan Ruoyan and the guards.

Seeing the man in black who was about to be surrounded in a corner and about to be captured, Chu Ze shouted loudly to stop.

The gun in Lan Ruoyan's hand was pressing towards the leader's throat.

Hearing Chu Ze's call to stop, Lan Ruoyan turned around and said in surprise: "Brother Chu Ze, they must have bad intentions when they come to the door in the middle of the night. Why not kill them directly to avoid future troubles?"

"That's right, we can kill them all, so why let the tiger go back to the mountain." Zhao Sixen agreed.

But Chu Ze said: "They are here as guests, so naturally we can't just kill the guests casually." (End of Chapter)

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