my son is paralyzed

Yuxi disappeared, this news that was destined to shock the government and the public was suppressed, and the task of finding Yuxi's whereabouts was handed over to Xiao Yi, so those who were not concerned with Ziye's affairs were also involved with him.

When Xiao Yi became busy, it meant that Midnight was also busy, and what was even worse was that Jun Wuxie, who was in charge of the night, accompanied Xiao Yi to light up the lights and fight until dawn.

It's just that after Xiao Yi was assassinated and Yuxi disappeared, something happened again. This time it was the Qisha Pavilion. On the third day after Yuxi was stolen, Jun Wuxie left a note and left in a hurry, so Ziye could only provoke The burden of protecting Xiao Yi all day long.

With the candles flickering, Xiao Yifu was on the case dealing with all the clues handed over by his subordinates. He hadn't been able to sleep soundly for a long time, and there were blue and black circles under his eyes.

Sitting beside him with a knife in his arms, Ziye couldn't bear to see him, "Do you want to take a nap for half an hour first? I'll call you when the time comes."

Xiao Yi shook his head: "If the jade seal falls into the hands of someone with a heart, he can mobilize frontier forces. If he colludes with Beimang or Dongli, it may cause great damage to the border of South Vietnam, or even..."

Before Xiao Yi could finish his words, a small lancet was nailed to the wall by rubbing the tip of his nose. Xiao Yi broke out in a cold sweat, and if he got any closer, his nose would be cut off!

Ziye pulled out the flying knife, took off the note attached to it and handed it to Xiao Yi, and then began to observe the flying knife.

This lancet is the most common kind, and you can find a lot of it in any ordinary weapon shop, but obviously the attached note is not simple.

After reading the note, Xiao Yi's face became solemn, and he remained silent all the time, his eyes were in a trance and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ziye didn't bother him, turned the lancet in his hand, the candlelight reflected the cold light on the blade, there was a little red on it, Ziye stretched out his fingers to wipe it, it wasn't blood, it was rouge, could it be a woman?

Ziye sniffed it, the strong fragrance reminded him of the old bustard in Wenrou Township, Sister Hua, and then came to a conclusion, this person really has no taste!

"Midnight, go out of the city with me tomorrow afternoon, don't tell anyone, especially...he..." Xiao Yi said suddenly.

Ziye knew that the person Xiao Yi was talking about must be Ye Lingxiao, so he didn't understand, what was it that he wanted to hide from Ye Lingxiao?

Xiao Yi handed the note to him, and Ziye unfolded the note to take a look: If you want to know the whereabouts of Yuxi, go to the suburban grove tomorrow afternoon, I hope you won't see the army tomorrow, otherwise, Yuxi will appear in the north Mang or Dongli on the emperor's table.

Chi Guoguo's threat, Ziye squinted his eyes: "What if it's a trap?"

"I have no choice." Xiao Yi smiled softly: "Even if I know they might want my life, I still have to go, Ziye, this trip is very dangerous, if you don't want to go, I won't force you, just If you don't see me back the day after tomorrow, go and inform him."

"I'll go with you." Ziye's expression and tone were all calm: "I took your money, of course to protect you, don't doubt my professional ethics, thank you."

"It's up to me to say thank you." Xiao Yi looked at Zi Ye sincerely, and said, "If we can come back this time, I'll treat you to a drink."

"I don't drink if it's not good wine, don't try to fool me with Lao Baigan." Zi Ye said seriously.

"No way, it has to be Erguotou anyway." Xiao Yi replied with the same seriousness.

Xiao Yi smiled, for Zi Ye's affection, Xiao Yi will not express his gratitude again, some things and some feelings, it is enough to keep them in his heart.

Zi Ye also slightly hooked the corners of his lips, whether public or private, he can't let Xiao Yi die alone, we are conscientious killers in the industry!

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At noon the next day, he left a kit and told the housekeeper that it would only be opened tomorrow, so Xiao Yi took Ziye and left.

On the outskirts of Kyoto, there is a maple forest that stretches for more than ten miles. In autumn, when you stand on the hillside, you can see the overwhelming redness and the corner of the gazebo covered by the redness. This forest is next to the official road, so most People who send off their relatives and friends who travel far away are all here.

Xiao Yi brought Midnight here before the appointed time, because it was not yet autumn, the maple forest was still green, the gazebo was very delicate, with cornices and corners, standing there for several years, and it didn't break down due to the wind and rain. become dilapidated.

Xiao Yi and Zi Ye were inside the gazebo, waiting quietly.

"It's not very beautiful at this time. When autumn comes, the red maple leaves fall all over the ground. From a distance, it looks like the whole maple forest is shrouded in raging flames. It seems that even the sky is dyed red. When the time comes Bring a jug of wine and a few hairy crabs from Yangcheng Lake, the crabs are fat and taste the best in autumn..." Xiao Yi sat on the side chatting, the gentleness he had when he first met him was gone.

"Are you planning to finish all the words of your life in one day, and then die without loss?" Ziye wiped his short knife expressionlessly, and then wiped the scimitar to the moon, looking into Xiao Yi's eyes It's like he's going to slash this chirping guy any moment.

"Isn't it necessary to put on the airs of the prime minister on weekdays, and it's finally easy to relax once." Xiao Yi moved his feet quietly, so that Ion Ye's knife would be farther away, and further away...

Ziye ignored him, Nanyue Fengshui is really good, and the emperors and prime ministers raised are all top-notch in acting.

Seeing that Ziye ignored him, Xiao Yi just carefully wiped the crescent moon to make it spotless, then slowly leaned over, and asked curiously: "Have you ever killed someone?"

"Yeah." Ziye concentrated on wiping without raising her head.

"How much?" Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the first quarter moon, but was patted by Zi Ye: "Don't move around."

Xiao Yi withdrew his hand and didn't dare to move again, fearing that Zi Ye would accidentally slap his hand away: "You haven't answered me yet."

"I haven't counted it." Ziye paused, he had killed too many people, good and bad, men and women, so many that he couldn't remember them all. The only thing he remembered clearly was the man he should call father and He said that as long as he can raise a knife that can kill thousands of people, as long as he can successfully climb to the pinnacle of martial arts that no one in the family can break through, he can allow Ziye to take his mother's ashes away.

Xiao Yi didn't speak. He looked at Ziye with his head down in a daze. He didn't notice that his fingertips were cut by the blade. An inexplicable sadness filled his whole body. When Xiao stabbed the woman who killed his mother and concubine into a hornet's nest with blood all over his face, it was the same... so desolate to the bone.

Ziye, who was immersed in memories, suddenly raised his head, even the eye straps couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes, and the half-unsheathed first quarter moon instantly unsheathed: "Here we come..."