[Mouse Cat] Red Clothes and White Shadow

Zhan Zhao stood up.

Facing Shang Zhan Zhao's solemnly extended hand, Bai Yutang smiled lightly, and obediently handed over the jade seal.

Looking forward to it, he knew the cat's stubborn temper.

Being warm and comfortable does not mean that the cat has no temper.

Bai Yutang subconsciously put his signature smile on the corners of his eyes and mouth, begging: he is the only one who has experienced this kind of temper, others probably don't have the ability to win such an honor.

Zhan Zhao raised his head to look at him, his eyes were filled with thousands of words, and then he turned to Yuxi.

The whole body is white.

Good jade!

——Invaluable.

Good workmanship!

——Introduction to the past and the present.

Bai Yutang smiled, "I finally know why it is so popular."

Zhan Zhao's eyes darkened, "With such a skill, there is only one person who can do it, but this person has been silenced."

Bai Yutang's face changed slightly, "Dead?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, "Yes, Kuaijian was thrown in from the sky, killing him with one blow."

"how do you know?"

"The body was buried in Deyi Qianzhuang."

"You just found out?"

Zhan Zhao nodded.

Bai Yutang's eyes froze, and he continued to ask: "How long have you been dead?"

"Three days."

Bai Yutang slumped down on the stool, "If I don't go to see him, he might not die..."

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "This game of chess is a dead end, how could he be an exception."

Bai Yutang stared at him with deep eyes, even though he was tangled up in two words with all kinds of reluctance, "Cat..."

Zhan Zhao saw his endless thoughts in his eyes, his heart warmed up, he smiled, and said lightly, "Don't worry, Zhan's ability is not that bad."

Bai Yutang joked, "Your ability isn't very good, either?"

Zhan Zhao was not angry either, and while putting away the jade seal, he smiled and retorted: "It's better than a certain rat!"

Bai Yutang stood up, "Zhan Zhao, who do you call a rat?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, "Isn't the golden mouse a mouse?"

Bai Yutang was at a loss for words.

"You are here to say goodbye," Bai Yutang's voice was full of determination.

Zhan Zhao suppressed his smile and nodded.

Bai Yutang knew that Zhan Zhao's heart could not be changed by himself.If you can't change it, you simply don't change it, and if you let him go, it might not be a fulfillment, your peach blossom eyes rolled into a warm and playful smile, "Okay, when this case is completely over, Wu Ye will lock you into Tongtian Cave, and grow fat." Then let it out to catch mice."

Zhan Zhao saw Bai Yutang pretending to be relaxed, and couldn't help asking himself again and again: When has this person been wronged and when is he willing to be wronged...

But in front of Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang learned to restrain himself abruptly.

Meeting his half-acting and half-real eyebrows, Zhan Zhao said in a low voice: "Okay."

Bai Yutang raised his eyes and stared, his heart turned a thousand times, and he said with a relaxed tone, "Leave now?"

Zhan Zhao tilted his head and smiled, "Brother Lao Bai has the rent money."

He always wanted to keep some money for emergencies, not to mention that Bai Yutang was never short of money.

Bai Yutang's clear astringency still lingered in the corner of his mouth, and he spoke a thousand words.Reluctantly, the man had already turned around, taking no time to take pictures, and went to make a decision.

"Cat, take this."

Zhan Zhao looked at the delicate and small fireworks.

——The unique firework contact signal of Trapped Island.

Zhan Zhao paused, and took it into his arms.

Just to give Bai Yutang a reassurance.

Standing leaning on the door in vain, looking at the man's whereabouts, with mixed feelings in his heart, "Poor cat, Wu Ye will give me all the money for a meal..."

Passing through the noisy street, Zhan Zhao raised his eyes.

"Hu Ji Tea House".

"Don't get drunk, don't return" is also eye-catching.

Small, but well-known far and wide.

He lifted the curtain and entered, sweeping across the table at the beginning.

There are not many guests here, but the guys are still there.

But not the first few.

Going straight to the door that Zhou Zhinuo had entered, a pair of hands appeared in front of him blocking the way, a pair of calloused hands that were not young.

A pair of superb hands that carry sharp weapons.

These hands must be good at killing people.

Zhan Zhao looked sideways, and the deepest impression left was the smiling eyes on his ordinary face.

If laughter can be carried in a cup, then these eyes are the overflowing cup.

It was too full.

An ordinary guy, but obviously not ordinary.

He walked very lightly and so fast that he didn't feel it until Zhan Zhao was behind him.

But there is no murderous look on him, just in line with the sentence: A dog that can bark may not necessarily bite.

Zhan Zhao knows that a dog that doesn't bark is dangerous.

The clerk smiled and bowed, "Guest officer, the owner of the small shop refuses to receive customers today."

Zhan Zhao's eyes were piercing, and he sized him up during the trial.

The man in front of him was about forty years old, with a deep and deep scar on his face across the corner of his eyebrows, because he was always smiling, very happy and calm, so the ferocity of this scar was hidden in the wrinkles, into the The years are frosty, no longer abrupt.

Zhan Zhao could tell that this scar almost killed him.

Wei Wei clasped his fists together, "Please tell me, Kaifeng Mansion Zhan Zhao will see you."

The clerk smiled again, "It turned out to be Mr. Zhan from Kaifeng Mansion, but our shopkeeper has a weird temper. The shopkeeper said that no one will be seen today, unless..."

Zhan Zhao remained calm, "Unless what?"

"Unless..." The clerk glanced at the calm Zhan Zhao, "Unless that person's meeting gift is heavy enough."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to assess the situation, but his gaze was fixed on Zhan Zhao's face at a 45-degree angle.

For Zhan Zhao, this was a difficult problem, let alone invite Bai Yutang to a meal, even if he didn't invite him, his money would never be able to afford it.

Zhan Zhao smiled wryly, "Zhan has no possessions, and the shopkeeper's rules have made Zhan difficult."

The clerk nodded, "Master Zhan was just joking, Mr. Zhan is a fourth-rank official residence, and he is highly valued by the court. If nothing else, just the treasure in the burden behind Mr. Zhan can be called invaluable..." The voice faded away in time , but it was enough to shock Zhan Zhao.

The wind swept away, and dangers ambush everywhere.

The air froze for an instant.

Zhan Zhao smiled at the corners of his lips, and subconsciously clenched the giant que to point out, "Your Excellency, I'm afraid that I might lose the way of hospitality."

The guy smiles and laughs.

Amidst the laughter, the charming woman walked out of the door slowly, with elegant steps, smiling eyebrows and eyes, mixed with aloof nobility and raging reserve.Arriving slowly, neither hurried nor slow, "Master Zhan, don't come here without any problems."

"Dai Kemeng!" Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, his eyes solemnly fell on the giant tower, and he looked around with a smile, "Madam thinks that these people are sure to win Zhan?"

Dai Kemeng smiled slightly, and raised her eyebrows, "Of course I'm not sure, but Master Zhan will obediently stay here today."

Zhan Zhao pursed his lips tightly, a bad omen came to his heart, he held his sword silently, and swept the crowd coldly.

Five steps in front of him is Dai Kemeng, and within ten steps around him are seven hidden buddies.

Sitting in the corner was a man, a decadent old man.

The old man buried his head very low, as if his body was stooped, and his hand playing with the cup was like a thousand-year-old dead branch.

Zhan Zhao's figure tried to step back, step by step, stepping on the rhythm of his heartbeat compactly and calmly, he tried to find a position, a position that was more favorable than himself.

The seven people gradually surrounded and became a stalemate.

Dai Kemeng suddenly laughed, this smile sounded ironic.

"What are you doing? Lord Zhan's younger sister is here. Lord Zhan is kind and righteous, so naturally he won't ignore things."

Zhan Zhao's hand holding the sword was slightly white, and he was waiting, "Where is Zhan's younger sister?"

"Yo, Mr. Zhan really forgets things too much!"

The door of the other room was opened, and Zhao Ling was pushed out like a rice dumpling with a ball stuffed in his mouth.

Zhan Zhao was shocked, "Princess..."

She is here, in the palace...

Zhan Zhao didn't dare to think, and forced himself to calm down as quickly as possible.

Dai Kemeng's smile became more alluring, "Master Zhan, what's the matter, are you willing to part with the things in your arms, or her?"

Zhao Ling stared wide-eyed at Zhan Zhao in horror and surprise, shook his head stubbornly, and then stared at Dai Kemeng bitterly. If his gaze could be used as a sharp weapon, it would have already pierced thousands of holes in her body.

Dai Kemeng approached gracefully as always, and pulled off the cloth from Zhao Ling's mouth, "I'm sure I won't feel comfortable seeing my sworn brother who can't say a few words." Turning his eyes to Zhan Zhao, his smile became stronger, " Mr. Zhan, can you consider my proposal?"

"Zhan Zhao, don't listen to her!" Zhao Ling's stubbornness made Zhan Zhao feel cold.

He was not afraid of getting hurt, but what he was most afraid of at this moment was harming her.

Zhao Ling frowned and turned to Dai Kemeng, "Only my brother and a few people know about my sworn marriage with Zhan Zhao, how do you know?"

Dai Kemeng couldn't help laughing, "The princess is so innocent and cute, and the question she asked was so unexpected. Knowing is knowing, and the result is far more important than the process."

Zhan Zhao's face was covered with frost, and even the people around him could feel the anger around him. He picked up the money and looked at Dai Kemeng, and said coldly, "How can you let the princess go?"

Laughing loudly, the smile cooled down, Dai Kemeng slightly raised his chin and looked at Zhan Zhao, "Hand over the jade seal!"

"Okay!" Zhan Zhao didn't hesitate, his voice was deep, neither humble nor overbearing.

"That's just one of them."

Zhan Zhao quietly waited for her to continue.

"I want Nighthawk's life."

"Zhan is in the public office, so it's hard to obey."

"Oh, Mr. Zhan, have you thought about it?"

Zhan Zhao met Zhao Ling with his eyes, and saw that there was no gleam on her delicate face, her eyes were frightened but stubborn, her slightly raised face and her stubborn temper were more like those of a quack.

Zhan Zhao's heart darkened, as he had fallen into the net step by step, he was in a dilemma.