The streets of Dongshi are empty, and there is no sign of people, only the hot summer wind blowing indiscriminately. Mo Zhiyu looked at this messy street, it was just a night scene, and it was already so depressed here. He walked slowly forward, then stopped in front of a tall building, and looked up at the plaque on the gate—the Drunken Red Building.

Mo Zhiyu climbed the stairs, walked to the door, and gently clicked the copper ring on the door with his hand. The door creaked open, and a shrewd man leaned inside the crack and looked out.

This person Mo Zhiyu remembers that he is the old flower in charge.

Lao Hua also remembered Mo Zhiyu, and said flatteringly: "Objective, it turned out to be you." It's really unfortunate that the business is closed these days. Objectively you can leave the address, and when it opens, we will definitely inform you! ”

Mo Zhidelusion thought to himself that this person was going crazy in business, who would go to the Qinglou at this time? So he only said lightly: "I'm looking for someone." ”

Lao Hua grinned: "Objectively speaking, isn't it?" Who came to the Drunken Red Mansion not to find someone? Walk slowly, don't send. Saying that he was about to close the door, Mo Zhiyu immediately made a move, pressed the crack of the door with an ink knife, stared at Lao Hua's eyes, and said, "I'm looking for Wanwan." ”

Lao Hua was stunned for a moment, and Mo Zhiyu obviously sensed the killing intent in his eyes. But at this time, a gentle voice sounded: "Director Hua, the eldest lady let him in." ”

Hearing this, Lao Hua returned to her previous flattering appearance and stepped back, and Mo Zhiyu pushed open the door with only a little force.

Today's drunken red mansion hall is naturally not as lively as that day, but the hall is still full of drunken fans, and the most central stage is still bright. In this silent hall, Mo Zhiyu walked towards the stage, and he still noticed that in the darkness beyond the light, there was a dark shadow ready to move.

Mo Zhiyu walked to the side of the stage, looked up, the beam of light was still shining on the third-floor wing, the crimson curtain was opened, Mo Zhiyu jumped into the wing, and then saw Wanwan.

Today's Wanwan did not wear men's clothes, but wore a gorgeous red dress, which deepened her charming side, although she looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Wanwan lazily leaned back on the soft couch, holding a crystal clear luminous glass with half of the wine in it. She raised her eyes and smiled softly: "You are acting...... Going to the meeting alone? ”

Mo Zhiyu walked forward to the low table in the middle of the chamber and knelt down, laid the ink knife flat on the table, and said, "I have doubts. ”

"Oh?" Wanwan got up from the soft couch and walked towards Mo Zhiyu, the loose skirt made her slender legs looming, and then she also sat down at the low table, shaking the luminous cup, "Do you want to come first, at the beginning?" ”

Wanwan had too many masks, and he couldn't guess it all the time, so this time, Mo Zhiyu didn't follow Wanwan's words, but went straight to the point: "You said before that if someone wants to kill me, you will kill me." Now that person doesn't kill me, wants me to be a pawn, does he? ”

Wanwan smiled lightly, looking a little shrewd: "Who in this world is not a chess piece?" The difference is just whose pawn you want to be, or whose pawn you have to be. ”

"If you let me be a pawn, can't you make it clearer?" Mo Zhiyu looked into her eyes, as if he wanted to see something in those bright eyes, "For example, you deliberately made me wanted all over the city, just to force me to enter the black market; For example, you deliberately escaped in that illusion, just to force me to use the Ten Thousand Arrays to absorb the illusion, and then use it to subdue the Pope? ”

Wanwan looked directly into his eyes without hesitation, and seemed to want to see something from Mo Zhiyu's eyes: "At this age, you are so thoughtful, do you have a helper?" ”

Mo Zhiyu was just guessing before, Wanwan might know some things, but now it seems that she shouldn't know about the existence of the remnant soul, and now he is a lot more relieved. So he confidently said, "Because I'm so smart." ”

Wanwan smiled lightly and opened her eyes and said, "Thick-skinned." Then she put the luminous cup on the table, her jade onion-like fingers rubbed the rim of the cup, looked at him lightly, and whispered, exhaling Youlan: "In short, I won't hurt you." I have already got the stone plaque, so you don't want to mix with the rest of the matter, it won't be good for you. ”

Mo Zhiyu frowned slightly, the doubts in his eyes were unabated, and he said tentatively: "What does the evil sect think of the Immortal Hua Alliance and the Hongtian Sect? ”

Wanwan's expression was still the same, and she said: "The evil sect is just an evil sect, and it will not help anyone." ”

Mo Zhiyu's expression was slightly relaxed, it seemed that the evil sect was independent and had its own plans, and then he continued to ask: "The person behind you, when will you meet me?" ”

Wanwan held the luminous glass, her eyes fell on the red wine in the glass, and she looked a little mysterious, she said: "When you should meet, you will meet naturally." ”

"Okay, I got it." Mo Zhiyu nodded, he didn't expect to be able to get anything out of his visit this time, now that he knew that there were people behind Wanwan and the position of the evil sect, he could consider some other things.

Then he got up with the ink knife, and when he turned around, he suddenly smiled and said, "Shipai, it has been sent to the Xianhua League." Important things, of course, should be carried with you. Then she looked at Wanwan's wide eyes, crushed the shrinking talisman in her hand, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Wanwan's hand holding the luminous cup tightened slightly, then let go again, and snorted softly: "Sure enough, it's a changeling." ”

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Mo Zhiyu reappeared, already in the Zhaoyan Palace. He was very relaxed now, because when he saw Wanwan's expression, he finally got back to Yicheng.

The Pope is Qin Baichuan, the king of Zhaoyan, and he thinks that Wanwan should know. But such an important thing as a stone plaque is not placed in the Treasure Pavilion, but is carried with him, which is a bit unexpected, so what Wanwan took away at that time was an imitation. But it's a pity that half of that piece of cloth was taken away by Wanwan.

"Ink Delirium!" Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Mo Zhiyu turned around and saw a tall woman walking towards him menacingly.

The person who came was wearing a fiery corset, which looked more like the style that the heroines of the rivers and lakes liked, but the delicate dark lines on the clothes had already revealed the high price of this dress. Mo Zhiyu also waited for this person to walk in before he recognized who it was: "Miss Cheng?" ”

"Okay, Mo Zhiyu, you didn't call me if you did such a fun thing!" Cheng Qixue's face was full of displeasure.

Mo Zhiyu immediately understood that Cheng Qixue was complaining that he didn't take her to the Wa Emperor Festival. He smiled slightly and said, "It's not that I don't pay attention to righteousness, it's just that it's a task given by the Xianhua League, and I can't tell anyone, and I'm also helpless." ”

This world is the world of the Xianhua League. - Next Chapter "Winning and Defeating"

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