Of course, Mo Zhiyu wants to leave, he doesn't comfort people, and he doesn't like to be verbose. But he did not immediately return to the palace, but went to the troublemaker's market.

The familiar aura of the previous one always haunted him, so he came here and blended into the crowd, wanting to look for it again. But he went from street to street and from street to street, and found nothing.

He made up his mind, now he is already on the upper three layers of the power pyramid of this world, if there is really anything, unless a few members of the evil sect come, no one can do anything to him.

So he walked into a dark alley with confidence, and left to return to the palace.

When he landed on the wall of the palace, Mo Zhiyu saw Chun Yuyue rushing to the courtyard where he and Yiyan lived with a large group of men and horses. He originally thought that these people would first provide them with good food and drink, so that they could get used to comfort before coming to interrogate, but he didn't expect that this group of people was going to make a surprise attack and came in the middle of the night.

Mo Zhiyu hurriedly ran to the side of the courtyard, but due to the terrain and evading the guards, his speed could not be increased to as fast as outside the palace after all, and in the end he was still one step slower than Chun Yuyue and them, so he could only stay outside and wait for the opportunity.

"Bang!" Chun Yuyue very unceremoniously kicked open the door of the room where Mo Zhiyu and Yiyan lived, and scared Yiyan, who was kneeling at the table, to stand up suddenly.

Mo Zhiyu stayed outside, clearly seeing Yiyan's nervousness, but now if he had planned in the past, it would have been messed up, and now he can only rely on Yiyan's performance.

"Madame Bai, haven't you slept so late?" Chun Yuyue said with an unkind face, his eyes quickly scanned the situation in the room, and finally fell on the bed.

"Didn't you also sleep, and you still ran to kick my door at night, do you know how to be polite?!" Although Yiyan was nervous, he instinctively became strong and did not show weakness.

"Hmph." Chun Yuyue laughed lightly twice, "I am offended when I perform official duties." However, Mr. Bai slept very soundly, and my slightest movement could not disturb his good dreams. ”

Yiyan subconsciously glanced at the "ink delirium" formed by the puppet talisman, moved his body, blocked the bed, and said, "My sleep is like this, and the thunder can't move." ”

"It's a blessing to be able to sleep, Mr. Bai is so blessed." Chun Yuyue walked past Yiyan, walked towards the bed, brushed the "clothes of the ink delirium" with his hand, kicked the "shoes" under the bed with his foot, looked at the sleeping "ink delirium", and asked, "Why didn't you see Mr. Bai's knife?" ”

"I'm in charge of military cultivation, and it's normal to receive my natal weapon into my body when I sleep." Yiyan glared at Chun Yuyue, "I don't sleep at night, I came here to ask questions, and there is no end." ”

Of course, Chun Yuyue's subordinates couldn't tolerate Yiyan being so rude, so they immediately showed their blades and scolded: "Hugh is rude!" ”

"Am I rude first, or are you rude first?" Yiyan glared at the soldiers and drank back.

"Madame Bai is so good-tempered." Although Chun Yuyue was speaking to Yiyan, he was still staring at the "Ink Delirium" on the bed, as if he wanted to see through this face, "Then again, what level of Yuanli monk is Mr. Bai, why can't we see it?" ”

"Oh, it's just an illusory realm, there's nothing you can't see." Yiyan said angrily.

"What about the White Lady?" Chun Yuyue slowly moved his gaze to Yiyan, and the corner of his eye was still staring at the "ink delusion".

"I'm just a normal person." Yiyan said very sincerely.

"Really? That's weird. Chun Yuyue stepped forward, walked in front of Yiyan, stared at her tightly, and said, "Since Mr. Bai is a Yuanli monk, and you are an ordinary person, such a strange couple is very rare, why is there no record here when you enter the Western Continent?" ”

His gaze finally moved away from the body of the "ink delirium" on the bed.

Yiyan couldn't help but take a deep breath, his heart beating faster and his momentum decreased. Her brain was racing, she was making up lies, but how difficult it was to make up a flawless lie in a short period of time, and she couldn't stop talking, so she could only slow down: "I...... Guys...... This ......"

"Who?!" The members of the arrest team outside suddenly shouted, and they all flashed their blades and slashed in the dark.

Chun Yuyue immediately ran out in a few alert steps, but found nothing, he glared at his subordinates and roared angrily: "What are you yelling about? ”

"A dark shadow did flash just now!" The men answered honestly.

"Dare to talk nonsense, I won't be able to see a dark shadow?!" Chun Yuyue roared again, then turned around and walked back into the house. He was about to ask again, when suddenly Mo Zhiyu on the bed let out a groan.

Yiyan was taken aback, and subconsciously turned around, only to see that the ink delirium on the bed actually opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

Of course, Mo Zhiyu took advantage of the commotion just now to get in, and when he saw that Yiyan was still in a daze, he said, "My throat is so dry, give me a glass of water." ”

"Huh? Oh! Yiyan reacted, and hurriedly poured a glass of water from the table and sent it to Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu drank saliva, moistened his throat, and then looked at Chun Yuyue, as if he had just discovered this group of people, and said slowly: "Lord Chunyu? It's so late, come to the door? ”

"It seems that Mr. Bai has woken up, how long has he been awake, did you hear what I just asked Mrs. Zun?" Chun Yuyue asked expressionlessly.

"But I heard a sentence in a daze, as if something was 'not recorded'?" Mo Zhiyu got out of bed without hurry, and walked towards Chun Yuyue, "I know the rules of the Western Continent, if the Yuanli monk wants to come in, he will have to go through a lot of checks. You know, we business people are most afraid of delay, so we resorted to a little trick and mixed it up. ”

"What's the strategy?" Chun Yuyue squarely met Mo Zhizhi's gaze and looked at him.

"Have you heard of Cloud Gate's 'Suppressing Yuan Dan'? It's precious. Mo Zhiyu smiled slightly, knelt down at the table very calmly, and poured himself another glass of water, "If you eat that thing, you can perfectly suppress your Yuan Force." That's why you can't tell my rank. ”

"Do you know what the crime is to escape the checkpoint without permission?!" Chun Yuyue suddenly became ruthless, and with a sword, he split the cup in Mo Zhiyu's hand, and the water flowed down, wetting the edge of the table and splashing on Mo Zhiyu's body.

As long as Chun Yuyue's sword is sent forward, it can cut open the chest of the ink delirium, and the blood will be like the current water stains.

Next chapter: "When the Rooster Crows, the Drama Begins"

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