Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 979 The pit depth is 182 meters and one turn is unexpected (2)
Mo Jiu leisurely rode his horse and took two steps forward, with an extremely relaxed expression, and said with a half-smile, "Originally, I just wanted to take Seventh Princess to Nanrong to eat and drink spicy food, and live our happy life, but now the four The prince stood in the way, and I suddenly changed my mind..." Her complexion sank, she sneered at Zhaburi, "The fourth prince has great powers, and Mo Jiu can't help himself. I think you have a way to stop here , You must know everything about me well. Let’s talk straight to the point if we have something to say.”

The cold wind blew slowly, and the slightly gray sky exuded a faint gleam, which illuminated Zhabu Ri's dark and thin face, and his expression was more complicated.

After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly said, "Juzi is a sensible person."

Hehe sneered, Mo Jiu shook his head lazily, wrapped his fingers around the horsewhip, as if he was casual, not caring about the current dangerous situation at all, but his throat was extremely cold, and he licked every word like a knife. Bu Ri, "The fourth prince has won the award. If I really understand people, how could I almost die under the knife of the fourth prince when I just entered Bianjing and the ground is not hot?"

She knew it was the Beimeng people who were attacked that night.

But whether it was Zaburi who ordered the man in black or someone else from Beimeng, she was not sure.

After she finished speaking, Zaburi snorted coldly. He seemed unwilling to admit to this matter, but he didn't know why, so he didn't refute it. He just glanced at Mo Jiu coldly, turning a blind eye to her accusation, and turned a blind eye to her accusation. His eyes turned to the howling cold wind, searching for Tatamin's figure.

This Zaburi is a lover?
However, he is affectionate, but Mo Jian is full of sympathy.

No matter how Zaburi looked at it, Mo Jiu was always in the front, and his eyes were only on her lazy smiling face and the snow-gnawing horse.

But the Tatamin he wanted to see showed only a corner of his fiery red clothes.

"Hey, the world is cold and warm, you can see it." Mo Jiu played with the horsewhip and smiled lightly: "The fourth prince tried to take my life several times, but I repaid my revenge with kindness and treated the seventh princess with good food and drink, without letting her eat half of it." What a pain. However, the Fourth Prince was ungrateful and stopped me in the middle of the way, wanting to kill me, what a pity!~"

"Why have I tried to take your life over and over again?" Zaburi roared angrily without even thinking about it, his black and cold face was full of disdainful anger, "Zhaburi admires Juzi for being a man! Stop today!" Here, I don't think otherwise. As long as Juzi is willing to let her sister back, Zhaburi will let him go, and you won't be hurt at all. As for the others?"

Slowly glancing at the people behind her, he clenched his waist knife tightly, "If it's Nan Rongbing, then don't blame Zhabu Ri for being cruel!"

"Haha!" Mo Jiu laughed loudly.

This Zaburi looks fierce and irritable, but in fact he has a simple and impulsive temperament.

His sophistry was answered too quickly, and she could basically convince her... The person who wanted to take her life was not Zaburi, but someone else.

The sky slowly brightened, and the silver light reflected in the snow was so dazzling that Mo Jiu half-closed his eyes, "Does the fourth prince think I am a three-year-old child? If you say let me go, let me go? If I hand him over to you, How can there be fate? Forget it, with the Seventh Princess as a shield, what am I afraid of? Why should I trade with you? Hmph, the Fourth Prince should not force me. If you force me too much, you must make the Seventh Princess suffer some grievances. I have suffered a lot!"

When Zaburi heard this, he was immediately annoyed, "I keep my promise, how can I deceive women and girls? I will do what I say!"

Seeing his hasty sophistry, it seemed that he was afraid that Tatamin would suffer from her, but Mo Jiu was not in a hurry, and gave him a gouging look with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)