Madam is right

Chapter 87 086. Stay away from her!
Zhao Mo obviously didn't notice the man in Tsing Yi's questioning, he just felt that the person in front of him was different from those people just now, at this moment all he had in his mind was "defeat him", so his moves became more and more fierce.

The man in Tsing Yi also clearly felt that Zhao Mo's movements were different from before. It could even be said that every move carried the aura of wanting to kill him.

Soon, the man in Tsing Yi was at a disadvantage.

Zhao Mo waved the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and the man in Tsing Yi was clearly unable to hold back right now.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Zhao Mo's scarlet eyes at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly stopped his hands and let Zhao Mo's sword stab at his shoulder.

"what--!!"

As Zhao Mo's sword pierced the shoulder of the man in Tsing Yi, the bright red blood quickly dyed the man's Tsing Yi black, and a timid girl in the crowd of onlookers cried out in fright.

"Ahem..." Blood dripped from the corner of the man's mouth. He let the sharp sword stab at his shoulder, but he didn't dodge. Instead, he let Zhao Mo's sword sink into his flesh and blood inch by inch, and then slowly approached Zhao Mo, like It's like trying to calm Zhao Mo down.

"Do you... still want to see her?" the man in Tsing Yi said suddenly.

Only then did Zhao Mo's gaze gain focus, and it slowly focused on the man in Tsing Yi.

"What did you say?"

"Chu'er...do you still want...to see her?"

Zhao Mo's eyelashes trembled uneasily: "Where is she!"

The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Mo's sword from his shoulder without even blinking.Soon someone came up and delivered Jinchuang medicine to the man in Tsing Yi.

"Follow me." With that said, the man in Tsing Yi walked forward.

Zhao Mo stood still, "Who are you?"

"Qin Yifeng."

It turned out to be him, the boy who was accidentally rescued by Mo Zhichu when he was ten years old.Unexpectedly, it was him who took back Mo Zhichu's body in the end.

Only then did Zhao Mo turn around and follow.

When the people from Wucheng Bingma Division received a tip that someone was causing trouble in front of the general's mansion, when they rushed to the scene, the parties involved and the crowd of onlookers had already dispersed.

Zhao Mo followed Qin Yifeng all the way out of the city gate and over the mountains before arriving at a cave.

Qin Yifeng took the torch from his subordinate, held the torch in one hand, and pressed the wound on the other shoulder to stop the bleeding.

Fortunately, Zhao Mo still has some humanity, so he stepped forward to take the torch in his hand, "Let's go."

Qin Yifeng glanced at him indifferently, then walked forward.

The dark and damp path stretches forward in a winding way, there is darkness in front of the eyes, and the same is true behind, but Zhao Mo can really feel the cold air rising gradually.

When he came to a certain place, Qin Yifeng stopped suddenly, in front of him was a stone gate, "Put out the torch."

Zhao silently extinguished the torch.

In the darkness, only a slight "click" sound was heard, and the stone door slowly opened, followed by the gentle light of the Ye Mingzhu and the sudden increase of cold air.

Presented in front of Zhao Mo was a small stone room with many ice cubes piled up in the room, and in the middle was an ice coffin.

In an instant, the bone-piercing cold seemed to disappear, and Zhao Mo only had the ice coffin in his eyes.

He walked over slowly, although at the beginning when Qin Yifeng said that he could still see her, he still had a hint of expectation in his heart.

At that time, he self-righteously thought that his departure was the best blessing for her, but he really didn't expect that the two would meet in such a way.

In the ice coffin, Mo Zhichu's eyes were closed tightly, and his hands were crossed on his stomach.Her eyebrows and eyes were the same as before, if it weren't for those black and purple lips, he would not have believed that she was lying in the ice coffin without breathing or heartbeat.

"Chu'er... I'm sorry, I'm late." There were tears in his eyes, but there was the most gentle smile on his lips.

……

Zhao Mo seemed to have returned to that cold stone room, and at some point, his eyes were covered with mist.

Lu Feng looked at Shao Yuxuan's neck that was beginning to ooze blood, and felt as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Your Highness! Put down your sword!"

"..."

……

Zhao Mo remembered the day when he got Shao Deming's criminal evidence, when he presented all the evidence in front of Emperor Chengyuan, how the Emperor Chengyuan, who had been sick for a long time, was furious and ordered the Imperial Forest Army to put the Prime Minister's family into the prison.

Later, he was ordered to interrogate Shao Deming.He used all the tortures on Shao Deming, only to see him laughing more and more maniacally.

"Tell me! What kind of deal did you make with the Tilan people!"

"Hahaha! Fourth Highness! Prince Xian! For the sake of the orphan girl of the Mo family, can you do this!"

"I don't want to hear your nonsense!"

"It's true that everyone in the world is stupid, and love makes people crazy. Prince Xian? How ridiculous! Hahaha!"

Zhao Mo got up abruptly, and Qingyun Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, pointing directly at Shao Deming's forehead, "Since you want to die so much, I don't mind giving you a ride."

Shao Deming smiled fearlessly, "Prince Xian, how do you think that just me, a mere prime minister, could wipe out Mo Changjian's [-] troops?"

Zhao Mo didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"I won't say much else. Aren't you amazing? Then I'll leave it to you to check it yourself. Hahaha..."

"Do you think the king will believe what you say?"

Shao Deming just quietly looked into Zhao Mo's angry eyes, and after a while, he suddenly shouted: "Mo Changjian deserved what he deserved! He deserved his death! He..."

Shao Deming's frantic shouts echoed in the torture chamber, and finally disappeared under Zhao Mo's Qingyun sword.

……

When Zhao Mo came back to his senses, he saw Lu Feng helping that fat Shao Yuxuan avoid his sword.

Zhao Mo exerted force on his wrist, and the sword's edge reached Shao Yuxuan's neck again.

"Your Highness!..."

"Get out of the way!" Just as Lu Feng was about to dissuade him, he got away with it.

Lu Feng had no choice but to step aside, watching the situation in front of him worriedly.

Seeing that Zhao Mo's hand holding the sword didn't move at all, he raised his left leg and stepped on the grand teacher's chair where Shao Yuxuan was sitting, leaning his upper body slightly to approach the panicked Shao Yuxuan, staring into his terrified eyes.

"In the future, stay away from her!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mo took back the Qingyun Sword, and picked up a brand new towel to wipe the blood on the sword.

"Lu Feng, see off the guests!"

"Yes!"

As if he had been released, Lu Feng hurriedly helped Shao Yuxuan to go out, for fear that his royal highness, who was not expressive, would suddenly change his mind.

Shao Yuxuan walked out of the reception courtyard, and then came back to his senses, and said to Lu Feng angrily, "What does he mean!"

Shao Yuxuan pointed to the wound on his neck that was still bleeding out, "He just let me go like this?!"

Lu Feng smiled embarrassedly at the angry little fat man: "Hey, didn't you just meet an assassin!"

"You! You are too much!"

"Hey, Mr. Shao can't say that. If my highness hadn't appeared in time, how could you stand here? Are you right?"

"If he didn't show up! I would be lying at home by now!"

"Then who made you hurt Miss Chu?"

"..."

Shao Yuxuan couldn't refute, he caused Mo Zhichu to be injured, this is an indisputable fact.

Only then did he recall that Zhao Mo really said just now, let him stay away from Mo Zhichu in the future, right?
Shao Yuxuan suddenly smiled and walked outside the gate of Nianyuan.

A revenge is not a gentleman.

You want him to stay away from Mo Zhichu, don't you?He doesn't!

(End of this chapter)