Chapter 11:

As soon as Wei Lan finished speaking, a group of people in black jumped out from the surrounding area. Xie Zichen showed a look of surprise, and then as soon as Wei Lan grasped his hand, he pulled back and jumped out of the encirclement.
The two men and horses fought each other, Wei Lan threw the steel knife casually, and made a "please" gesture to Xie Zichen and said, "Thank the fourth son, let's change our way."
Xie Zichen nodded and threw the steel knife aside. The two turned their heads and changed directions. Wei Lan put her hands in her sleeves, her clogs rattling on the ground, and looked up at Mingyue and said: "It seems that this time The elders have taken action."
Xie Zichen didn't say a word, he certainly understood that Xie Jie had no such promise to call these killers. He was just thinking, why did Xie Jie's father do it in this life when the elders didn't make a move?
In other words, is it Xie Jie's father?
Xie Zichen looked down and thought, while Wei Lan quietly admired Xie Zichen's beauty. When Xie Zichen was sent to the door of Xie's mansion, Wei Lan finally spoke out, sighing: "I can't bear to miss you by sending you home."
"Oh." Xie Zichen turned around and walked to the mansion. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said back: "Although the folk customs of Chu State are open, you have such a hobby. After all, it is not the right way. I am afraid that there is a future. I hope to converge."
Hearing this, Wei Lan curled her eyebrows and said softly: "I'm just doing this to Fourth Young Master Xie."
Xie Zichen's face twitched, and he felt that he couldn't stop him, so he turned and left.
Waiting to see Xie Zichen walk into the mansion, Wei Lan turned around and returned to Changxinhou Mansion. Halfway through the way, he drew the blood from his face and rushed up, dissatisfied: "Miss, you and Xie Si have only met several times. Just so desperate?"
"Desperate?" Wei Lan raised her brows in surprise: "Aren't these the most basic respect for a beauty?"
Dyeing ink: "..."
"Stained with ink," Wei Lan walked in the alleys of the imperial city, looking up at the bright moon, listening to the clatter of clogs, and said: "Love is also a kind of tolerance."
Dyeing ink: "..."
She thought she must be stupid, how could their lady think in a normal way?
Thinking about this, she suddenly felt a little sympathy for Xie Zichen. If Xie Zichen accidentally fell in love with his young lady, then she found out that this was a woman who regarded romanticism as her tolerance...
Ranmo couldn't help shaking, feeling that he could no longer think about it.
Wei Lan turned back to Changxin Hou's Mansion. As soon as Xie Zichen stepped into the house, Xie Tong greeted him and said respectfully: "Is this trip going well?"
"Yeah." Xie Zichen waited for Xie Tong to take off his robe, put on his nightgown, and then sat on the chair.
Xie Tong knew that he had something to say, and waited quietly. After a while, Xie Zichen opened his eyes and said indifferently: "Someone is staring at us. Tomorrow I will go to the ruined temple in the western suburbs. You lead someone to follow me, stay away and watch. Who is following me, or... who left halfway."
"Yes." Xie Tong understood immediately. Xie Zichen tapped on the tabletop: "Also, you go back to Dongjiu Alley and search for it, and then ask the informant to find out, which way of doing it this time?"
Xie Tong nodded and replied, seeing that Xie Zichen hadn't given his instructions, he retreated.
After Xie Tong left, Xie Zichen opened his hands and closed his eyes.
Have to wait and bear.
Xie Tong was the one who accompanied him from childhood until he finally died for him. The only person around him who can trust him now is Xie Tong.
In this life, he will not let him die again.
Walking out of Xie Zichen, Xie Tong immediately went to the East Nine Alley designated by Xie Zichen. The corpses in East Nine Alley were scattered all over the place, Xie Tong fell down with his face covered, and immediately began to look at the corpses.
Sabre, clothing, swordsmanship...
As soon as he entered the other party's wardrobe, the cold sword was placed on his neck. He did not dare to turn his head, and heard the voice of a teenager behind him: "Who are you and what do you do?"
Xie Tong couldn't help but curled his lips. The knife rested on his neck and didn't kill him. He actually wanted to question him. This man was so confident in himself.
"I..." As soon as he said his words, his waist sword suddenly blocked the sword, and then a flying kick forced the opponent back!
Under the moonlight is a young man in a azure blue gown. He is a little small and has baby fat on his face. Xie Tong did not hesitate to get out and left, but the other party did not let him go. When he jumped in front of him, he blocked his way and yelled: "If you don't tell me the calendar, I will ask you to go and not pay today. !"
"What?" Xie Tong separated the opponent with a steel knife, and raised his eyebrows: "Did you touch the ground with your face first when you were born?"
"What do you mean?" The young man frowned, and I had done dozens of tricks while talking. Xie Tong said coldly, "Your face is so heavy!"
"You!" The youth's complexion changed, and the sword quickly got up in an instant. Xie Tong felt a little strenuous, but he still didn't forget to ridicule: "Why, you still play a petty temper like a woman? Look at your delicate skin, no Is she really a woman? Tsk tsk..."
Xie Tong happened to stop her at her waist. The young man's expression changed and he treated the sword like a knife. Huhu Fengfeng cut it over and said angrily: "I will kill you!"
"Oh, your waist is quite thin." Looking at the other party, he was angry, although he felt more and more strenuous, but Xie Tong couldn't help but continue: "Come on, let the uncle touch again, see if you still have ..."
Before the chest word was spoken, the young man's speed suddenly became faster, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, with a sword hitting him! Xie Tong's complexion changed drastically, and he retreated quickly. The other party followed closely. Xie Tong slammed into the wall and slammed his sword horizontally, which could bear the opponent's sword!
There were only two swords between the two, and the young man looked at him fiercely, as if he was about to swallow him raw. Xie Tong felt a little bit in his heart. He won't come out for half a mission, so I just folded it here, right?
He didn't dare to relax anymore, his eyes gradually became serious. Seeing the change in her attitude, Yan Mo, who had only come back to find something, finally woke up slowly, and then found one thing-the other party was molesting her.
Thinking of this, Dye Mo's anger rose up, and the corners of his mouth curled up and said: "I'm happy to take advantage of my mouth, don't you?"
Xie Tong didn't speak, he frowned, instinctively something was wrong. Ran Mo looked at him with a flustered look, remembering Wei Lan's words.
When facing a man, if there is something that can't be solved by one kiss, use two.
Molesting her?
I don't know who molested who!
The anger of dyeing ink suddenly reached the peak, and after two swords, he kissed him instantly!
The moment the soft lips touched, Xie Tong finally showed a horrified expression, kicked it, and said angrily: "You are abnormal!!"
Yanmo turned over, knelt on one knee, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. And Xie Tong's whole body seemed to collapse, covering his mouth with one hand and holding a knife across his chest in the other.
Ran Mo hooked the corner of his mouth and sneered: "If you don't tell me what you are here, I will kiss you again!"
Xie Tong: "..."
Master, what should I do if I am abnormal? Waiting online, very anxious!