In the alley when Cheng Yue and Motian came, there was a carriage parked at the intersection. Cheng Yue jumped up, opened the curtain and sat in.

"Let's go." Cheng Yue whispered, and Motian raised his horse whip and walked forward.

As the crowds were gathering on the main road, the other branches seemed a little deserted.

It was already the hour of the year, and there were few people on the streets, so Cheng Yue was a little drowsy when he was sitting in the car.

After a day of running around, she took a nap with her eyes closed, and she didn't know when she missed this time.

The carriage suddenly shook slightly, and a trembling tremble suddenly appeared in its body, which was the familiar fear that began to spread around.

She suddenly opened her eyes and opened the curtain hard. The white horse at the front of the car was gone. Motian had already fallen beside the car, and life and death were unknown.

Cheng Yue stood up quickly with a look of horror, trying to escape from this dangerous situation.

A noisy voice sounded from above: "We're meeting again."

There was a man standing in front of the car, wearing a black fur coat that was incompatible with the night color, and he couldn't see his face clearly. When the man slowly approached, he took off his silver mask, and his dark green eyes flashed with a charming light. Cheng Yue took a step back, revealing an incredible look, and gently spit out a name: "Mo Feng?"

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An hour ago, Lu Wei bid farewell to Cheng Yue and set his sights on Mo Feng, the illusion master of Persian Dance Troupe. It is reported that he recently joined the dance troupe five days ago.

The former illusionist Xue Yuan was greedy for the fine wine from Ruyi Wine House in the northern suburbs. He would savor the taste of his maid with his maid in a carriage every day, and he would return home from hangover. On the way back to the city ten days ago, he collided with a merchant from Dali and unfortunately broke his hands. He is still lying in the clinic to recuperate. The man was anxious and digging around for the figures who knew illusion, and even posted a yellow list.

Five days ago, Mo Feng arrived and took down the yellow list. The one had initial complaints. After Mo Feng performed the unique skill of controlling the white snake by wooden flute, he praised him and made an appointment to invite Mo Feng to join on the spot.

This Mo Feng is extremely mysterious and likes to go alone. He wears that silver mask every day, and only that one has seen its true appearance.

There was a rumor that he was disabled and embarrassed to meet others.

After hearing this, Lu Wei sneered. Xue Yuan's surprise was probably related to this person, but why he sneaked into the dance troupe? It was because of his alien eyes.

Lu Wei was very impressed by those eyes. The man in red in Luochuan Town was very similar to him. When he first appeared on the stage, his keen intuition told him that this person must have fought with him. But he didn't know what the purpose of him infiltrating the Persian dance troupe was.

Lu Wei was guarding the back door of the dance troupe and waited for a quarter of an hour. The man changed into a black fur coat and sneaked out of the intersection of the back door of the dance troupe. He headed westward. His figure quickly disappeared into the deep dark alley, as if he was about to be integrated with the gradually heavy night.

Lu Wei hid on the wall at the corner, leaning against the edge of the wall, closely watching Mo Feng's every move. He did not dare to follow too close. Given this person's strange tricks the previous time, Lu Wei drew a symbol on the wall to facilitate the secret guard connection.

Look at the sky, it is almost time to get close to Hai, and most of the crowds in the city should have dispersed. I wonder if A Yue has traveled with the secret guards and arrived home safely? Where is Lu Tong at this time?

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away. Lu Wei guessed that the man had turned into another staggered dark alley, and then he slowly started to follow up.

Most of the dark alleys in Dianzhou City are built on Huashi Street. There are some outsiders living here who rely on coolies to make a living. They either want to come to a big place like Dianzhou to make a living to support their relatives in their hometowns; or refugees who are suffering from livelihoods wander here and make a living.

This place belongs to Wu Zhong's area, with mixed personnel, frequent fights and injuries. Wu Zhong has also vigorously rectified the situation, but some results are very little.

Lu Wei tightly held the sword in his hand to prevent unknown traps and Mo Feng's unexpected counterattack at any time.

The footsteps in front seemed to be moving faster and faster, and Lu Wei had to speed up his footwork.

Occasionally, a few dogs crowed around him, and most of the people around the dark alley fell asleep. The bustling atmosphere in Dianzhou has nothing to do with them. They need to worry about whether there is work to do tomorrow, how to get a job, and how to survive.

There are only a few gamblings, and the gangsters who are rotten wine are still wandering on the roadside to see if they can pick up the unlucky guy who accidentally enters and do a beautiful business.

Although Lu Weishi is trying hard to ensure that the people can live and spend their days within their jurisdiction, they are also lacking in energy.

The crescent moon in the night had fallen into the arms of dark clouds at some point, and the long night became even darker, with the sound of Hulala wind beside him, and the man had walked out of the end of the dark alley.

The scenery in front of me suddenly opened up. Here we reached the outskirts of Dianzhou City, only a few dozen miles from the gate of the city.

Mo Yun stayed in the woods, and he leaned under a big tree and waited quietly. The net had been scattered, and fish were caught.

A stream of arrows rushed out of the sky, and the flash of fire just reflected Mo Feng's unfathomable smiling face.

"Long time no see." Mo Feng hugged his chest with his hands, and the black fur coat hid him very well.

Lu Wei pulled out his sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared. The sword tip ended in the direction of Mo Feng and asked sternly: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

Mo Feng flicked from the tree, patted the dust on his body, and chuckled, even the sound was filled with a charming sound quality, "It doesn't matter who I am."

"What matters is, who are you?"

"oh?"

"Can you know who I am?" Lu Wei's body was covered with coldness, the sword intent was cold, the star eyes were cold, as if the heaven and earth were about to change color.

After hearing this, Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "General Guangling Lu Wei, who is amazing and talented, knows everything in the world."

"Since you know who I am, you must know the consequences of assassinating important officials of the court." Lu Wei's coldness did not diminish and he quickly stepped forward a few steps, only half a foot away from Mo Feng. He raised the sword in his hand and pointed directly at Mo Feng's eyebrows. It seemed that as long as the sword tip was lightly pointed, blood immediately flowed into the pillar and died on the spot.

"Assassination?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth, and said calmly, "Someone really asked me to end your life."

"There are many people in the world who want to take Lu's life. I wonder which buyer is your Excellency?"

"If you are unfortunately buried under your hands, at least you know who to ask for your life in the underworld?"

"General Lu was too worried. The man hadn't found what he wanted yet. How could he easily take your life?"

"But you have fallen into the jar. The warm water frog is just waiting for it to be cooked slowly, and it will be successful." Mo Feng smiled casually, and his ink-colored eyes shone like stars, with indecisive determination.

"oh?"

"This is strange." Lu Wei showed an undeniable expression, unmoved at all.

"Do you remember the gift I gave you?"

"The beauty is in her arms, it must be a good taste."

"It's a pity that beauty is beautiful, so beware of it being poisonous?"

Mo Feng had a backhand and the wind pressed his strength. Lu Wei was pushed back a few steps and almost hit the big tree.

Lu Wei withdrew his sword, stood firm, and looked glaring: "What do you mean?"

"General, don't deceive yourself. You have doubts in your heart, right?"

Mo Feng suddenly waved his hand, and petals fell from his sleeves. A unique fragrance slowly spread in the air. Lu Wei quickly covered his mouth and nose to prevent poison from being poisoned in the flowers. Mo Feng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled loudly, fed his fingers into his mouth, and a melodious whistle sounded in the quiet woods, like a dream and a blur.

Lu Weixing's eyes flashed and he waved his sword again. The dark night was filled with light and shadows. The sharp blade was unsheathed, and it was extremely cruel.

Unfortunately, the whistle seemed to be close and separated, and it was ethereal and vague, extremely close and far away. Lu Wei gradually became dizzy and didn't know where he was.

The exquisite dice is filled with red beans, do you know it if you fall in love with the bones?

The last memory in my ear was this chanting. Lu Wei closed his eyes unwillingly, and the sword in his hand fell down, and he fainted to the ground.

Lu Tong and Mrs. Lu were on the carriage back to the other yard. "I don't know where the young master and A Yue are blocked?" Mrs. Lu patted Lu Jie, who was sleeping in his arms and sighed softly.

"I think I've returned home long ago."

"They don't have river lanterns. After visiting the temple fair, they should go home even if they eat and drink." Lu Tong said comfortingly.

"That's right." Sister Lu nodded in agreement.

"You said the young master wouldn't have any thoughts on Miss Ayue?"

"I've never seen him care so much about any woman."

Sister Lu poked her husband beside her and expressed her long-standing thoughts.

"What are you thinking about all day long?" Lu Tong threw a reproachful look.

"The young master only felt extra guilt towards Miss Ayue."

"You don't understand the inside story, don't make random guesses." Lu Tong had a stern face and seriously warned his wife.

"What's guilt? A man likes a woman mostly starts with pity." Sister Lu naturally didn't believe it. Based on his years of understanding of Lu Wei, he could roughly guess what he thought.

But I wonder if the young master understood his thoughts, Sister Lu sighed in her heart.

"Okay, I know you like A Yue. But this person can't just look at her appearance. Her identity is unknown and she has lost her memory. Why did she appear next to the young master? Who is the young master? The marshal of the world is the overlord who commands one side. How many people want to replace him, robbing countless arrows openly and secretly. His marriage is dominated by the old lady.

"Young master has his own intention to keep her by his side. Don't worry about it."

"What does it mean?" Sister Lu seemed to hear something implicit in Lu Tong's words. She wanted to ask more about the inside story, but Lu Tong didn't dare to say it again.

"It is best to keep your messy thoughts in your heart from today. If you are really idle, please take care of your son who is not doing his job."

"You are spoiled by him all day long." Sister Lu was angry and complained loudly.
Chapter completed!