Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Chapter 21
In fact, it has been less than half a month since Menghuo disappeared, but Hu Yanyan insisted that the time of death was not more than three days, which is enough to assert that Menghuo's death has nothing to do with Tizhen, although he always thought that Menghuo's death was caused by Tizhen's self-protection, Didn't get to the bottom of it.But now Huyanyan spoke with certainty this time, even if he didn't want to doubt the secret, it would be difficult, so he strode away with him.

Hu Yanyan signaled his lieutenant Xie He to go to Zheng Mao's side to invite, "Marquis Wuyang escorted the son hard all the way, and it happens that Lord Zhending has some good things. I would like to invite you to see the son together."

Zheng Mao was a little dazed, but he still remembered to comfort his wife and daughter, so he got up and followed, far away, in a secluded and deserted place, as if there was some ulterior secret that made him panic.

When they arrived at the place, Hu Yanyan and Wen Yu were there, Xie He asked someone to pull a cart of dry grass, and picked it up with a sword, Zheng Mao's knees were about to collapse on the ground in an instant.

Hu Yanyan was furious like thunder, "Do you recognize these people?"

He almost wanted his body and soul to fly together. Lying on the car floor were the captured corpses, as well as the corpses of the Dark Whistle henchmen he sent, and now they were clearly laid out in front of him.He stared at his bloodshot eyes, slammed his mouth and couldn't say a word, he just felt that there was a bloody smell in his throat that was about to spurt out.

Hu Yan casually tore off a Hidden Sword barrel from a person, lit it in front of Wen Yu, turned and glared at him, "You are so capable, so capable, when you killed my beloved daughter and said I wronged you, now... Have I wronged you now?! Sure enough, it’s dark under the lamp, so dark that you can’t see your fingers!”

It's hard not to hate him, this person killed his daughter and took the position of Concubine Chu. During his four years of dormancy, he never swallowed this breath. For the time being, he endured the humiliation for the time being, just to get rid of it forever after reaching the peak. The future troubles, but now they are repeating the same mistakes, have long been unbearable.

Immediately, he kicked Zheng Mao's chest hard and accurately. Zheng Mao hit the tree with a trace of blood from his mouth.

"I, Hu Yanyan, don't hurt innocent people, so I never asked your family's women and children to pay in blood. Now that we have met, I want you to be paid with your life!"

"Pay for your life?" Zheng Mao clutched his chest, staggered up, gritted his teeth, sucked blood and sprayed foam at him, "Dare you say you didn't let Menghuo delay the rescue time!"

He giggled and sneered, "Mr. Zhen Ding, you are so ruthless. You even sold your own nephew's life in order to seek refuge with King Zhongshan! If it weren't for the fate of this old man, he would have become a dead soul at this moment!"

Hu Yanyan's face turned as black as iron, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zheng Mao took a few steps forward and pointed at him, "If you want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing! Have you ever done it, you know it in your heart, you are an executioner who plots blood relatives!"

Hu Yanyan pushed him angrily, "You are the murderer!"

Zheng Mao gave him back, "You are!"

He pushed again, "You are!"

"It was you who killed me first!"

"It was you who killed my beloved daughter first!"

……

Seeing them choking their throats and pushing and yelling, Wen Yu hurriedly grabbed Hu Yanyan's arm, who wanted to be blocked by them and pushed to the ground.

For a moment, they fell silent.

Guan Tong was taken aback, and quickly helped Wen Yu up.

Wen Yu flicked his sleeves, "I'm about to enter Chang'an soon, are you going to fight at the gate of the city at a critical moment?"

Hu Yanyan's eyes were red with anxiety, but he didn't dare to hurt the person in front of him any more, so he could only yell out in pain, "He killed my favorite general, killed my subordinates, shouldn't he be killed if he is so evil!"

"Prince, he even wants to kill you and me, he deserves to die!"

Wen Yu closed his eyes, "I don't care about your hatred or grievances, but now is the time to use swords and swords against your own people. One or two of you will go in and out with white knives and red knives. Is it because everyone is dead? It's enough to applaud you, so that the Que family can laugh at you and taunt you in the Pingyang city tower!"

As soon as the Que family was mentioned, Huyanyan and Zheng Mao became sober up.

Wen Yu's serious expression didn't change, "What's the matter now, since we're going to leave, let's just go to the Que family and commit suicide together, and you can get the name of martyrdom, why call others to kill it!" At the place of hatred, his eyebrows were as sharp as a cold wind, and he looked around at everyone, "People say that centipedes are dead but not stiff. Don't want the lives of this bunch of people, you can end it yourself!"

Hu Yanyan was looked down upon by him, panic flashed in his eyes, but his attitude relaxed, "Okay, just look at the son's face, let's rest for now, but I won't take revenge for my injustice!"

Seeing this wink, Wen Yu hurriedly asked Guan Tong to take away Zheng Mao, who was already sick and crooked.

Wen Yu was also powerless to make such a big fuss.

He returned to the bonfire and continued to sit. Guan Tong squatted down, took a few sticks and added them to the bonfire. The flames were blazing, dyeing Wen Yu's pale face red little by little.

"In addition to sending people to monitor Miss Shi, Zheng Mao also sent a team out of the city. Although we captured the wave of monitoring Miss Shi, the other wave chased out of the city and has never been found." He also felt helpless for a while. "I didn't expect...Meng Huo didn't die, so it's no wonder he wanted to kill people to silence him."

Wen Yu seemed to have merged into the endless darkness. He clasped the wooden stake he was leaning on with his nails. There was a slight hissing sound, and he let out a soft breath. He remembered what he had done these days. After all, I don’t want it to be an ending that hurts both sides, "I sent benzoin to let Zheng Mao sue the government for his illness, once and for all, but I didn’t expect to be unable to start and end well. Uncle’s eyes are really red this time, I’m afraid I can’t hold back .”

The end of the forest is lush and lush, and countless birds are disturbed by the wind and come up one after another, like dark clouds covering the sky, circling and spreading in the sky, mourning for a long time.

Yang Zuo came over slowly, Wen Yu raised his head to look at him, a few birds in the sky passed by behind him, silently, he thought of Ti Zhen.

In Anwen's silence, he signaled Guan Tong to retreat and stay nearby, while Yang Zuo slowly sat down with him.

"Actually, my sister said earlier that there was no need to kill Menghuo at all. After she let Menghuo go back that night, Menghuo had already been chased and killed, and even Zheng Mao didn't hesitate to add more people." Yang Zuo turned his eyes slightly, Just facing Jun Yu's staring gaze, "Those who seek profit, even if they indulge themselves, they will surely set themselves on fire. My sister said, this is called self-destruction if you do many unrighteous actions, that's why today's good show came about, my lord." I laughed."

Wen Yu heard him break it down in detail, and smiled slightly, "Yes, the face of a person who fights for profit is so embarrassing today."

"This is also the reason why my sister asked me to protect you, because she doesn't believe that the two people who fight to the point of madness for a little profit will protect you sincerely and will not abandon you." Yang Zuo frowned deeply, deeply I understand deeply, "Young Master is a pure and good person, and he shouldn't be pulled over by them. He should be burned as firewood for fame and fortune. Although this is indeed a game, it's all up to Zheng Mao himself, and no one can force him. Go, my sister said, if you are satisfied, you will not be humiliated, if you know how to stop, you will never die, if you are dissatisfied, you will go to hell."

Wen Yu's hair was as black as ink, but now she hugged her behind her back, her snowy face was pale, "Your sister is right, if you are dissatisfied, you will go to hell."

Yang Zuo lowered his head, and his tone was half gentle, "Sister said, thank you son for helping her avoid thieves from being raped, she knows your benefits."

Wen Yu seemed moved, "As long as she is safe and sound."

Suddenly he took out a square handkerchief from his arms and peeled it off slowly. Inside was a pure white hibiscus flower, "She asked me to give this to you, she said, 'Don't complain to the east wind', can you Understand."

Junyu reached out to take it, delighted and shocked, "How can there be Mu Furong in this season?"

Yang Zuo just smiled, "As long as you put your heart into it, it will happen naturally."

He held it in his hand and sniffed it gently, it was sweet and elegant, and it was a fresh scent of flowers.

　Finally, it is almost time to write to Chang'an for an audience!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)