Chapter 322 A Pled Chapter 323 The moth to the fire

At night, I only heard the roar of the wind.

The study has not changed. Everything is as usual and not stained with any dust. Yang Yanzhao also sat quietly on the redwood chair as usual, staring at the oil lamp, as if he had entered the house, and did not move.

That night, the flower-like smiling face withered in his arms. These days, whenever he thought of Chen Moer's pale face, Yang Yanzhao only felt that his heart was cut like a knife.

In just a few years, Yang Yanzhao has had a bad life, but regardless of the ups and downs, there is a trace of warmth in his heart.

He was once expelled from his home, lost and depressed, accompanied by exhaust wind. Later, he went to Fujian alone, which was dangerous, accompanied by Luo's daughter, Bamei and others; and now, tens of thousands of people despised, embarrassed, with this lively and lovely Chen Mo'er.

It is because of their existence that Yang Yanzhao feels that he has the courage to live and the determination to work hard to live like a person.

Therefore, although he only met Mo'er for a month or two, in his heart, Yang Yanzhao has regarded her as a sister, no less than the relatives of Bamei and the exhaust.

Since he is a relative, that is Yang Yanzhao's reverse scale. No one can move. Otherwise, even if he loses his life, he will have to be crushed.

Brother Yelu Xiu, this time, let the new hatred and old hatred come to an end together!

His eyes turned blood red, and the blue veins in his hands burst out. He grasped the armrest of the wooden chair tightly. After a while, he only heard a crack, and the wooden chair armrest engraved with dragon patterns was scratched by him.

Under the wood chips, Yin Yin blood drips down.

The next day, before dawn, Yang Yanzhao knocked on Zuo Po's room and stepped forward and handed a piece of rice paper to her. "Someone is staring at me. It's not convenient for me to go out. Please buy these for me. Also, go to the 'Happable' restaurant in the east of the city and ask the shopkeeper if the goods I ordered the other day ago have arrived?"

After taking the rice paper, Zuo Poqi took a look, which said a crossbow, a dagger, a steel gun, a plum needle, poison...

It's all about killing people.

Without saying anything, Zuo Po Sa nodded and went out of the yard. Although the two temporarily reached cooperation, it did not mean that they needed to be intimate and talk and laugh.

It's not necessary to say that even Yang Yanzhao can't do it.

After that, Yang Yanzhao got into the study again. During this period, a servant came to call him for breakfast. He didn't say anything, so the latter didn't dare to say anything more and left trembling.

On the bookcase, there is a piece of rice paper full of marks, which is the plan that Yang Yanzhao came up with after thinking hard last night.

It is imperative to kill Yelu Xiuge, but in his heart, he is still eager to return to the State of Song and return to Chai Qingyun and others, so he still thinks about how to retreat as much as possible.

It is precisely this that makes Yang Yanzhao at a loss, or even helpless.

Even if Yelu Xiuge crosses the horse and travels the street, he must be on the broad street of the capital. There must be elite soldiers and strong guards around him. If you want to kill him, it is tantamount to a moth to the fire.

"FUCK, damn it, I'm already a dead person, and I can't be a coward for two lifetimes!"

After a long time, he took a deep breath and hit his fist on the desk, which made the small pieces stained with ink fly out and fall on the masonry.

From day to noon, the warm sun was shining. Yang Yanzhao, sitting in the study, looked up and looked out of the window. I don't know who moved out his lounge chair in the yard, covered with a golden light. Isn't it a good time to lie down and bask in the sun?

Unfortunately, he doesn't have this leisure anymore.

Fddling with the dry ink Fang Yan in his hand, Yang Yanzhao fell into an inexplicable panic again, which belonged to him in a silent panic.

"Your Excellency, there are several carriages outside. It seems that there are people in the palace."

There was an eager voice outside the house. Yang Yanzhao threw Fang Yan, who was turning around, and raised his bloody eyes to see the figure who had walked into the yard.

It turned out that Xiao Zhuo came to the door.

In the warm sun, she wore a short jacket with embroidered prickly and a lotus skirt dressed as white fluff gently raised in the wind. The phoenix bun was covered with silver forked jade beads, shining brightly in the sun.

Xiao Zhuo came in, and the subordinate who was guarding outside the study immediately panicked. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao could not come out, he had to lean in front of the study and bend down to salute, saying auspicious words.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and the slightly dark study made Xiao Zhuo frown. He waved his hand and retreated to the maid beside him and stepped on the leather boots wrapped in mink velvet.

He walked to the desk and looked at Yang Yanzhao, who was silent, up and down. After a while, he nodded his head with fine onion jade. "I said, what's wrong with you? Is it possible that you have sequelae and are stupid? Can't you see them in front of you?

He turned his head to one side and avoided Xiao Zhuo's finger. Yang Yanzhao said in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"

Seeing that his face was cold, Xiao Zhuo no longer played. He turned over the scriptures on the desk and said softly, "I was scared to hear that you were assassinated that day, so I came to see you today."

"It's simply a hard life. There is no death. I think some people will be disappointed."

Listening to Yang Yanzhao's cold words, Xiao Zhuo's eyebrows slightly raised, stopped the book he was turning in his hand, and sighed, "What's the use of hating him? Now you can't take revenge at all. What's more, you are safe now. Isn't it often said that if you don't die in a disaster, you will be blessed? I have told Da Khan that I will send you to Huanglong Mansion in two days. The witch religion has been passed on in Yelu Xiu's side, and I dare not attack you again.

"Ha ha, you mean he dares not do it?"

Yang Yanzhao smiled, and his face was full of disdain. Then his pupils suddenly opened, and his fierce color surged out. "Even if I took out the token of the witch religion, I was still cut by him with a knife. What else is there that he, the local overlord dares! Anyway, there must be an understanding of this matter. Either he dies or I die. There is no third possibility.

"What are you doing!"

A look of anxiety flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes. She was afraid that Yang Yanzhao would do something stupid, so when she heard that he returned to the capital, she left what she was doing and hurried.

However, I never thought that Yang Yanzhao, who was as weak as a scholar, had a bad temper. The meaning of the words was that he wanted to break the net with Brother Yelü Xiu. How could this not make her angry?

He scolded. Seeing that Yang Yanzhao didn't say anything, Xiao Zhuo, with his chest fluctuated, continued, "Isn't it good for An Ansheng to enjoy the glory and wealth with me? Does Brother Yelu Xiu have to report this hatred clearly? It's not too late for a man to take revenge for ten years. What's more, with me, aren't you afraid that you can't kill Brother Yelu Xiu in the future?

Her words seem to be extremely reasonable. At present, Yang Yanzhao's best choice is to endure and wait for a long time, but after a long time, he doesn't know who will die around him. He doesn't like this feeling of being played with in the palm of his hand.

Even if you die, you will fall down with dignity.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xiao Chu leaned forward, helped Yang Yanzhao take care of his long messy hair, sighed and whispered, "You are the only one in the world, so no matter what, I won't watch you find your own way to die. Live and live with me. The whole country of Liaoning is enough for you and me to be unrestrained for a lifetime. Why do those fighting and killing things again?

The fragrance came to my nose, and the words were full of pity. At this moment, the little lady full of tenderness was whispering softly to her husband.

Yang Yanzhao was still calm and didn't say anything. Xiao Zhuo thought he was thinking about his own words, so he told him to get up and leave.

Yuzu stepped out of the study, and she folded back and smiled at Yang Yanzhao, who was sitting quietly, "Qiu'er's girl is thinking about you. When the matter calms down, she will let you two get married. Talented and beautiful women are also a perfect match. If it hadn't for me, I hadn't been a woman inexplicably..."

With that, she showed the ** • swing color that a mature woman should have, but Yang Yanzhao's cold face made her really have no idea of joking, so she coughed a few times, concealed the embarrassment on her face, and left alone.

I couldn't hear the sound. In the study, Yang Yanzhao raised his head and looked through the window at the quiet servant trotting out in a panic, shaking his head slowly.

He has also thought about greed for wealth and living drunkenness, but now Yang Yanzhao is no longer the hairy boy who eats and drinks with nothing.

There are too many missions on his shoulders.

He took a deep breath and woke up his turbid brain. Yang Yanzhao took out the previously hidden terrain map again and looked at it very carefully.

Because one more step of planning can give you one more chance to live.

After Xiao Zhuo left, soon a battalion of soldiers came outside the yard, not the previous Wang Pin and others, but the well-dressed palace guard. It seems that Ye Luxian also showed his attitude again.

Maybe he is staring at Yang Yanzhao to save him from messing around.

No matter what, Yang Yanzhao is too lazy to guess the intention. Anyway, it is still unknown whether he can survive in another day. What do you think about those headaches?

Before sunset, Zuo Po Sa came back. With her skills, the palace guards naturally could not find it, so she successfully brought the things she bought to Yang Yanzhao.

Reed leaf gun, dagger, plum needle, poison...

She bought a few things that Yang Yanzhao asked for, and even had a flying hook rope and a tacitious face.

"You keep this face, and the words in the east of the city have also been brought to you."

Looking at Yang Yanzhao, who was trying weapons under the lamp, Zuo Po said coldly. After a moment of silence, his red lips gently opened and said, "Where are you going to do it?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao threw away the dagger in his hand, took out the map that he had been thinking about for a long time in the day, and crossed one of the most obvious ink lines. "Fengze Street is a relatively lively street in the capital. Since Yelu Xiuge wants to cross the horse to travel the street, he must pass through here, and the houses and shops here are messy. It can also be easy to escape.

Zuo Posa did not object, which was regarded as an endorsement of his approach. After knowing Yang Yanzhao's plan, she did not stay much and turned around and walked out.

"Wait."

Yang Yanzhao behind her called her and turned her head, but saw that Yi Rong's face was handed over.

"You can use this. After all, you are a witch. It's inappropriate to be seen as an identity. I'm just a prisoner. It doesn't matter whether you use it or not."

I didn't pick up the skin. Zuo Po said softly, "I can't hide my skills even if I want to hide it. This skin is not for you to kill people, but for you to escape. Tomorrow I will tie a horse in the alley behind Fengze Street."

Looking at Yang Yanzhao, Zuo Poqi took a deep breath and continued quietly, "I hope you can escape and return to the State of Song."

After saying that, Zuo Posah turned around and left, and Yang Yanzhao behind him said thank you sincerely to her back.