Chapter 269 Threat ([-])

The bustling market, the hustle and bustle of people, because it is the restaurant's lobby is full of shouting and shouting, compared to the noise of the lobby, the private room on the second floor is much quieter, the same is that regardless of the upstairs The people at the dining table downstairs all had smiles on their faces, but there was only one table that was an exception.

Zhao Yan looked at the long sword under his neck tremblingly. Normally, he would definitely praise "good sword!" ', but once the best sword is placed under his neck, it will not be so wonderful, not to mention that the sword is still held on the body of a person he thought was dead.

Zhao Yan had been waiting for the news of victory from the Blood Shadow Pavilion last night, but he couldn't see anyone, so he had no choice but to send someone to inquire. Dozens of people in black clothes died, and the city defense of the capital was so frightened that they directly took the blame and resigned. Dozens of people died in the capital all at once, and they were still men in black clothes. Even the emperor was alarmed, and ordered a thorough investigation in anger. There is also a reason for the emperor's anger. How could there be so many lawbreakers in this capital city, under the feet of the emperor?Moreover, if such a large number of men in black came to assassinate him, it would not be a wonderful thing!

As soon as he got the news, he knew that he was in trouble, so he quickly packed up his things and prepared to leave the city, but he was still blocked under this restaurant by them.

"Miss Leng, Master Mo, how are you all!" Zhao Yan greeted dryly, and asked while pretending to be calm, pointing to the sword on his neck. "I don't know what this means?"

Mo Ziqian asked coldly. "You don't know what that means?"

Zhao Yan gritted his teeth and said. "I really don't know!"

Mo Ziqian asked, pointing to Leng Moxi who was sitting beside him. "Look at her, do you remember anything?"

Leng Moxi and the others got the news that Zhao Yan left the Zhao Mansion in a carriage. Leng Moxi and the others guessed that he was going to run away. Mo Ziqian thought the carriage was bumpy and hugged Leng Moxi all the way. At this moment, Leng Moxi was looking at Zhao Yan coldly. The moment she saw Zhao Yan, she suddenly didn't want to kill him just like that. It didn't mean that she was worried that killing the prime minister's son would cause trouble to them, but that She felt that letting him die for such a long time was too cheap for him. The wicked have their own grind, and she had a better idea!

"Ziqian, let him go!"

Hearing this, Mo Ziqian thought that Leng Moxi was going to do it himself and just put down the sword, and when he was about to hug Leng Moxi over, Leng Moxi said another sentence that he couldn't understand.

"let's go!"

"Let's go?!" Mo Ziqian was puzzled, didn't they agree to get rid of this evil?Is she relenting?

Seeing Mo Ziqian's puzzled expression, Leng Moxi leaned down and whispered something in his ear.Immediately, Mo Ziqian had a clear expression on his face, then glanced at Zhao Yan, as if he was looking at a dead person, and then left the restaurant without looking back, holding Leng Moxi in his arms.

Zhao Yan sat there in a daze, he couldn't believe it, they didn't want to kill him?But what happened to Mo Ziqian's last look?He could clearly see the meaning of pity in that look. Could it be...are they going to hand over those things?Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Yan's calves became weak. If he handed over that thing, his father's life would be lost. There would be no eggs under a nest, and his father would not be able to keep his life. How could he save his life? Well, all he relies on now is his father's tiger skin!

(End of this chapter)

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