"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Yun Chu stood outside the door, his eyes behind the mask looked at the direction Mo Chi left, his eyes were cold, and he didn't move for a long time.

The two guards kneeling on the ground didn't hear the man's words for a long time. They raised their heads and looked at each other curiously. The man carrying the food box saw him staring at the direction Mo Chi left, and then remembered the things in his hands. He hastily handed over the things, and said: "Master Mo, you made cakes and entrusted his subordinates to hand them over to you, and told you to take good care of yourself."

Yunchu came back to his senses, looked at the mahogany food box in the guard's hand, a softness flashed across his eyes, and finally calmed down, swept his sleeves, and the thing was in his hands in the blink of an eye, Yunchu turned and left with the food box in his hand, Re-entered the room.

In the other courtyard where Mo Chi lived, Lu Ziyan walked back and forth in the hall, looking out of the door from time to time, with a somewhat anxious expression on her face. When she saw the man's figure coming in, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly trotted over.

"Young master!" Lu Ziyan called him.

Mo Chi watched the little girl run away, stopped in place and looked at her: "What's the matter?"

"I have news about what you asked me to inquire about." The little girl looked at him with a serious expression on her delicate face.

Mo Chi paused, glanced left and right, and lowered his voice: "Go into the room and tell."

Lu Ziyan nodded, followed others back to the room, and told all the news she had inquired. Mo Chi sat at the table, playing with the blue teacup, with a slightly gloomy expression.

"Is your friend's news reliable?" After hearing this, Mo Chi was silent for a moment, then looked at the person in front of him.

Lu Ziyan nodded: "I am kind to him, he will not lie to me."

"Okay." Mo Chi nodded, and then said, "On the [-]th of next month, you will go to the auction in the capital with me and Yunchu. I want you. No matter what happens, you must stick by Yunchu's side. , protect him."

"My lord..." The little girl watched him speak, with a somewhat embarrassed look on her face.

"I know you have concealed your own strength." The man looked straight at her with eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, the smile on Lu Ziyan's face gradually disappeared, and the momentum around her suddenly changed, as if she had changed.

"Stay close to him, can you do it?" Mo Chi asked her.

The little girl nodded, knelt down in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Hearing her answer, Mo Chi smiled softly, stood up and stretched out his hand to help her up, looking at the other person's eyes very calmly, he said: "Miss Lu, the only person I can trust in the church is you Yes, promise me that no matter what happens that day, you will protect Yunchu well, and I beg you as... just as Mochi, and if I can come back safely in the future, I will thank you in person."

"My lord, you..." The girl who had a stern face just now changed her face suddenly, her eyes were filled with mist, she bit her lips: "Are you leaving, don't you want the leader?"

Mo Chi looked at her, the little girl looked like weeping, it made people feel distressed.Mo Chi raised his hand, and gently patted the other person's head with his warm palm. With a light smile and an inseparable tenderness in his voice, he said, "How could I be willing to leave him... It's just that there are some things that I have to do." do..."

Time flies by, and the fifteenth day of the next month has arrived. Outside the gate of the Cold Blood Sect, Mo Chi is wearing a bamboo blue brocade robe, embroidered with cloud-shaped dark patterns with gold thread, and his black hair is standing tall with a black jade crown. Standing up, his face was cut like a knife, his facial features were handsome and fierce, like a god, when a gust of wind blew, his ink hair flew in the air, and Yun Chu, who was standing beside him, was dressed in spotless white clothes, and because he was afraid of the cold, he was covered with a white cloak , the eyes behind the silver mask are cold.

Behind Mo Chi, Lu Ziyan, who was dressed as a man, followed.

Yun Chu's eyes slid past her calmly, and then retracted immediately. He said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Mo Chi nodded. The three of them were about to turn around and leave, but there was a shout from behind. Mo Chi stopped and turned around to look. The alpaca was coming towards them, and its crooked body instantly moved in front of Mo Chi. .

He first bowed to Yunchu: "Master, I have something to say to Mr. Mo, and it will be over right away." He took Mo Chi's hand and walked aside, stuffing the two blue bottles in his hand into the other's hand inside.

"senior?"

"This is the ten thousand poison pill and the elixir for restoring internal strength that I have refined over the years. Here it is, I hope you won't use it." The alpaca lowered his voice and said in a volume that only two people could hear.

Mo Chi looked at the things in his hands, and his expression softened for a moment: "Thank you, senior." Mo Chi looked up at him and smiled softly.

The alpaca looked at him and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything late, but patted him heavily on the shoulder, and finally said: "Protect yourself, I'll wait for you and the leader to come back here .”

Mo Chi nodded, and after bidding farewell to each other, the two of them descended the mountain mightily with the four hidden guards in the sect, as well as Lu Ziyan.

The Cold Blood Sect is located twenty miles outside the capital. Because of Yunchu's health, the few people did not ride horses, but practiced lightness kung fu all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then walked on foot.

In the middle of the journey, Yun Chu changed a mask, and Mo Chi also put on a human skin mask because he was afraid that others would recognize him. The original handsome appearance immediately became ordinary, and it would disappear in the crowd kind of.

When the group of people arrived at the city gate, it was already Shen Shi, and the sub-rudder master, who had already received the news, had already been waiting there early. After seeing the person coming, he hurriedly drove the carriage forward.

Mo Chi and Yun Chu sat in, Lu Ziyan sat outside the carriage, and the others rode horses and entered the city gate in a mighty manner.

In the carriage, Yun Chuduan was sitting on a soft cushion, listening to the report from the helmsman outside: "The auction starts at You hour and ends at Xu hour. It is said that the finale of this auction is an isolated book of swordsmanship that has been lost for many years. Many people came up, I heard... Mo Yanlan will also come, and the Fourth Elder has already passed by first."

Mo Yanlan...

When Yunchu heard this name, his whole body suddenly tightened, showing a fierce murderous look. He pretended to casually look at the man on the side, but the man just listened to their conversation quietly and didn't speak.Seeing him looking towards him, Mo Chi looked at him and smiled, his dark and deep eyes were filled with tenderness and a smile like water, and he looked at him quietly.

Yun Chu's body paused imperceptibly, and the killing intent dissipated in an instant, as quickly as if it had never happened.

"Got it." Yun Chu's voice was clear and cold.

After entering Beijing, the carriage swayed all the way, and when they arrived at the residence that the helmsman had prepared for them, Mo Chi opened the curtain first and got out of the carriage, then turned around, and slowly extended his hand to the people in the carriage .

The rudder leader who was standing at the side was already stunned. He had heard that there was an extra man beside the leader, and the other party was the son of Mo Yanlan, but he did not expect the relationship between the two to be so good.

Yun Chu bent down and opened the curtain to come out. Seeing the hand in front of him, the face behind the mask was a little dazed. He raised his eyes and met the man's eyes. No one spoke first.