Standing at the intersection of Ziwu Lane, Wang Yi took a breath slowly and felt the temperature of Chang'an City at night. It was so cold. Wang Yi shrank his neck to keep warm.

Looking at Chang'an City, which is about to be curfew, countless people skipped by Wang Yi, either in a hurry or anxious. The vendors on the street pushed their goods and rushed around, shouting about the benefits of their goods with passers-by. The curfew has not been implemented yet. Thinking that children at home will stutter more, they are also working extra hard.

Some pedestrians are busy rushing to the road. They are afraid that time will come and cannot go home. The relatives at home may be anxious. Some will stop and watch, thinking about buying some cheap items.

Although all kinds of life are incomplete, they are also part of it.

Wang Yi looked at everything in front of him, shook his head, and walked forward.

I just experienced a little delay in fighting, but the city gate should not have been closed yet, and it is still time to go out now.

Wang Yi was going out of the city, which was different from the last time. The last time he was desperate and was driven out of Chang'an City. This time he took the initiative to leave the city and went to a dilapidated temple outside the city where there were people he wanted to see.

"Lord Xiao Wang is so elegant and he is almost curfew and he is going to leave the city." At this time, a familiar voice came from the alley beside him.

Wang Yi stopped moving forward, turned to look at Yan Song and said, "Mr. Yan is also an interesting person, and he will read and enjoy the moon here at night."

Yan Song laughed, put down the book in his hand, walked out of the carriage, and looked at the person he had been waiting for all night.

"Mr. Wang was joking, I'm just waiting for a fool here."

"What does Mr. Yan mean?" Wang Yi did not care about Yan Song's sarcasm, but asked Yan Song.

"I made such a big noise to assassinate you. Although I failed, Wang Yi now seems to be a celebrity in Chang'an City."

"Countless eyes are staring at you. In this case, you are still thinking about leaving the city. That's not asking for death."

Wang Yi was powerless to refute because Yan Song was talking about the facts, but today was the agreed day for meeting. If he didn't go, there would be many problems. How could Yan Song know that he was going out?

Yan Song looked at Wang Yi who was in deep thought in front of him calmly, put a pot of wine in his hand beside his mouth, and said vaguely: "Boy, don't guess randomly, I have no malice, I just want to meet the one behind you."

This time, Wang Yi had to face up to the man in a green Confucian shirt drinking wine. Since he first met him on the street, accepted his kindness, and entered the Jinyiwei, there has been no news about him. He would not have thought that he would suddenly appear on the way out of the city tonight. He was really everywhere, and this person knew his thoughts very well.

"How did you know I'm leaving the city tonight?" Wang Yi was silent for a moment and finally asked about the doubts in his heart.

"This is Chang'an, and it is also the capital of Yanjing, the King of Yan, and I am the King of Yan." Yan Song continued: "As long as it is something we want to know, there is nothing we don't know."

"During the day, I pretended to check the file, but in fact, I secretly read the Chang'an City map three times. Lord Wang is really good."

As he said that, Yan Song gave Wang Yi a thumbs up.

Wang Yi had to admit that this was true. He did do this, but it was clearly seamless at that time. Even the guardians were deceived by him. How could they know that these people were really everywhere.

"What can you do to get out of the city by striking everyone's eyes?"

Wang Yi also didn't care about when he was discovered. Yan Song was waiting for him here and had not brought anyone to arrest him. The words he just now should be trustworthy.

and

With the strength of the King of Yan, there is a way.

"Mr. Wang, be careful, this curfew is a rule set by Emperor Taizong and no one can break it."

As he was talking, Yan Song started to read the books he was holding, and suddenly stopped on a page of paper and pointed to a certain part of the books.

"As soon as the curfew is out, no one is allowed to travel. Well, it's really overbearing."

"But the person who designated this Ming Dynasty law back then was also a human being, and I left a few special circumstances for me to choose."

"One, those who convey the imperial edict will be released. Two, those who hold official documents will be released. Three, those who have urgent military information will be released."

Yan Song put down the books in his hand, pointed at Wang Yi and said to himself, "I have no imperial edict, and you don't have emergency military information, so you can only be the one who holds the official documents."

Wang Yi looked at Yan Song and waited for him to continue talking.

Yan Song took out a document from his arms, reached out and handed it to Wang Yi. Wang Yi took the document, looked at the content on it, and remained silent.

This is a sea capture document from the Jinyiwei. The person caught a thief, saying that the thief appeared in a village outside the city and took his people to chase him.

There are really everything.

"You are really powerful." Wang Yi silently put away the documents in his hand and looked at Yan Song and said.

"Hehe, please, Lord Wang." Yan Song made a gesture of invitation to Wang Yi, and behind him was a carriage parked there for a long time.

Wang Yi hesitated for a while, but still strode forward into the carriage. Yan Song smiled, picked up the books and wine pot and got on the carriage.

The carriage slowly started under the moonlight, and the shadow was pulled very long.

At the same time, in Chang'an City, three more carriages drove towards the city gate at the same time. Chang'an tonight was destined to be in chaos.

But these have nothing to do with Wang Yi.

Because he was holding official documents, Wang Yi and others were quickly released from the city and it was very smooth.

Wang Yi sat in the carriage, looking at Yan Song sitting there with his eyes narrowed, his clothes were peaceful and contented. Hearing the shouts of killing from outside, it means that there were really many people following him.

"Don't be anxious, Lord Wang, this road is not easy to walk." Yan Song opened his eyes, noticed Wang Yi's strangeness, and comforted him.

Wang Yi ignored this thin-looking scholar, but was calculating the time and whether he could arrive after making an appointment.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the shouts of killing in my ears suddenly disappeared, and the carriage stopped immediately.

Wang Yi knew that he had arrived at the place.

"call."

The cold wind at night blew Wang Yi's face, and there was a hint of coldness, and Yan Song stood next to the carriage.

"This dilapidated temple is a good place." Yan Song joked at the dilapidated temple in front of him.

"Please wait here, Lord Yan." Wang Yi said to Yan Song who wanted to go further.

Yan Song could only stop the steps he was about to take, touched his head, and smiled and said, "It should be, it should be."

After Wang Yi was sure that Yan Song would not follow, he walked into the dilapidated temple.

"Sir, don't we take action?" someone asked Yan Song in the dark corner.

Yan Song narrowed his eyes and watched Wang Yi enter the ruined temple: "Do your business well."

"yes."

The person in the corner quickly replied.

After Wang Yi stepped into the dilapidated temple, he saw a man standing there with his back facing the gate.

"Where are the others?" Wang Yi spoke and asked the man.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer." The man turned around and looked at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi was not in a hurry, so he simply found a place to do it.

At the middle of the moon, crows kept falling at the door of the dilapidated temple.

"Here you come." Wang Yi looked at the door.

At the door, three people came to the dilapidated temple together.

A man who looked very burly and saw Wang Yi sitting there, quickly ran to the mountain, hugged Wang Yi and said, "Xiao Yizi, I knew you are not ordinary, and now you are famous in Chang'an."

Wang Yi pushed him away with all his might, stabilized his body, and stood far away from Wu Qi: "Wu Qi, I like girls, don't be too close to me."

Wu Qi kicked Wang Yi, and Wang Yi flashed past and dodged the kick.

"Hmph." But it was the voice of another woman. Looking down, a graceful woman standing there pressing the two of them.

Wang Yi was not angry either, grinned and smiled at the woman, "Wang Yi is still so beautiful."

But he is a woman with the same pronunciation as Wang Yi.

As for the one who doesn’t speak, it’s not that he can’t speak, but that this person is born to be unwilling to talk.

"Okay, the reminiscence is over." The person standing at the door was touching the crow flying here, interrupting their reminiscence.

"Yes, Black Crow is right, the matter is important." Wang Yi hurriedly said, because he saw the knife that Wu Qi hid under his sleeve had already tightened.

"Why, do you want to kill me?" Hei Ya saw through Wu Qi's little movements at a glance and said indifferently: "You couldn't beat me back then, now, hum?"

When Wu Qi heard this, the knife in his hand lit up and wanted to rush forward.

Wang Yi stepped forward and stretched out an arm, stopped Wu Qi, looked at Hei Ya and said, "Speak up if you have anything to do, after all, it's difficult for us to get together."

"There is news from above. Miss will come to Chang'an soon." Hei Ya glanced at Wang Yi as he said this.

Everyone present looked at him because the lady was Wang Yi's fiancée.

Wang Yi didn't say anything, but stared at the black crow with his eyes tightly and said, "What are she going to do?"

The anxiety in his tone revealed that Wang Yi was not calm.

"You don't say goodbye, of course you are here to find you." The black crow touched the crow, looked at Wang Yi sitting there, and said indifferently.

"boom."

The next second, the black crow fell on the ground, and a hand was tightly grasping him on his neck.

"Ask you again, what she is going to do." A faint golden light began to appear in Wang Yi's eyes.

"Ahem, don't be impulsive, I'll say." Hei Ya had to tell the truth, because he clearly felt that the power in Wang Yi's hand in front of him could really kill him at any time.

"Miss is here to participate in the Baizichao trial competition, and the other one is to conduct a martial arts competition with the Luojia Mountain royal family." Wang Yi slowly let go of his hands holding the black crow's neck and fell silent.

What are the competitions between Jiange and Luojia Mountain royal family? After all, they really come for themselves. They come for their farewell without saying goodbye, and their own will.

The black crow hurriedly got up from the ground and breathed in big mouthfuls of fresh air to relieve the shortness of breathing just now.

Wang Yi and Wu Qi were watching all this, and their minds were full of questions. When did Wang Yi become so powerful? He could kill the Black Crow in an instant.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Yi finally raised his head and looked outside the dilapidated temple.

"The people from the Yan Prince's Mansion want to see you."

Black Crow looked at Wang Yi very unexpectedly: "People from Prince Yan's Mansion?"
Chapter completed!