"I'll go too." Qiao Mu responded with a faint smile.
Feng Jiuer put the jade piece in her arms and glanced at her.
"If you want to stay, you can at least put on makeup. Otherwise, I don't know when I will be killed by you."
"Okay." Qiao Mu nodded, holding another bun, "Just make it for me before going out tomorrow."
The two people sitting at the table looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
…
The battle between the two armies became more and more intense. Zhan Yuheng defended the imperial city and did not leave another step.
When the Longwu Army approached the imperial city, they stopped and camped on the outskirts of Yicheng, preparing for the final attack on the city.
In an inn on the outskirts of Yicheng, a woman with her face covered was sitting by the window of a wing on the second floor, holding a cup of tea in her hand.
The street downstairs was deserted, with occasional people in twos and threes passing by in a hurry.
"Master." A woman in smart clothes strode in.
The masked woman looked back at her and waved her hand.
"Thank you, Master." The woman cupped her hands and sat down, "Report to Master, the spies have come to report that Feng Jiuer has unified the Black Canyon."
"I asked you to confirm whether this woman is really Feng Jiu'er. Have you confirmed it?" The masked woman's deep voice sounded.
"According to the information we got back from inquiring, the woman's figure and appearance are both..."
"After so long, why is it still the same appearance?" The masked woman frowned and interrupted her words.
The woman raised her eyes and glanced at her, then immediately knelt down.
"Master, we don't have many brothers in the Black Canyon. During this period, the Black Canyon is not peaceful. Our brothers have no chance to get close to her."
"Sorry! Master, until now, we still cannot fully confirm Feng Jiuer's identity."
The woman raised her eyes to look at the masked woman and continued: "Master, do you think it is possible that this person is Feng Jiu'er?"
"According to what you said, she fell off a cliff..."
"What did you say?" The masked woman frowned, her breath a bit colder.
"Sorry!" The woman immediately lowered her head, "I personally think it is unlikely that the person is Feng Jiu'er."
"If she is really not dead, how could she dare to do so many things in Black Canyon so blatantly?"
"Feng Jiu'er has many abilities around her. Maybe her people are using her name to do things, and they will avenge her after replenishing their troops."
The masked woman frowned, held the teacup, and looked out the window again.
She really didn't think about Feng Jiuer's matter this time, but she couldn't help but think about it.
The room was quiet for a while, and the masked woman waved her hand.
"Continue the investigation and all matters must be kept confidential!"
"Yes." The woman nodded, stood up, turned and left.
When the woman opened the door to the side room and walked out, a man dressed as a waiter walked in carrying a tray.
The two passed by each other, and the woman frowned immediately.
"Master, be careful!" She was just stunned, turned around, and already pulled out the sword from her waist.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in disguise raised his hands and threw the entire tray and the contents on it towards the masked woman.
In his hand, there was a short knife.
The woman's scream as she turned back alarmed Zhan Liyue, who was covering his face.
When she looked back, the entire tray of hot porridge and hot soup had already arrived in front of her, as well as a man holding a knife.
It can be seen that the speed of the disguised man is not slow at all.
At the critical moment, Zhan Liyue tapped the ground, jumped up, and dodged the flying things.
After the sound of something falling to the ground, the sound of swords colliding with each other resounded in the side room.
"Master." The woman raised her eyes, leaned forward and jumped to join the battle circle.
The man was not Zhan Liyue's opponent, but now that there was one more person, he was soon at a disadvantage.
Hearing footsteps coming from the corridor, he turned around, used the wind of his sword to repel the woman, climbed a little on the back of the chair, and headed towards the window on the other side.
Unexpectedly, a man with strong skills suddenly turned over from the window and entered.
The man slapped her so hard that she almost lost her balance.
After a moment's hesitation, the man was surrounded by four people in the side room.
"Who are you?" Ye Luosha came in through the window and stared at the tall figure in front of him.
The man looked around at several people and his eyes fell on Zhan Liyue.
"When I came, I had no intention of leaving, but I won't let you go even if I die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly approached Zhan Liyue with a short knife in hand.
"Queen, be careful!" Ye Luosha held his sword and rushed towards her.
The man is very fast and his martial arts skills are extraordinary.
Unfortunately, Zhan Liyue's skills are not what ordinary people can match.
She stared at the approaching man, and her palms had already been filled with energy.
"Zhan Liyue, die!" The man suddenly jumped up, holding a short knife, and struck hard.
He changed direction and his speed was even twice as fast as when he was fighting Zhan Liyue just now.
All this made Zhan Liyue not believe her own eyes. She was too underestimating the enemy.
The man slashed hard, and wherever the wind of the knife struck, beams were broken and buildings were cracked.
Seeing that there was no time to take action, Zhan Liyue could only turn sideways and dodge.
In just a moment, the two of them were involved in the battle circle again. The wing was in danger and might collapse at any time.
The sword wind and sword wind kept falling outside the station circle. Before Ye Luosha and the others had a chance to join in, there were a few "squeaks" and a large piece of the wing fell down.
Several people jumped from the second floor of the wing to the street.
On both sides of the street, many soldiers came and surrounded the disguised man.
When the man turned his head, Zhan Liyue's eyes fell on his neck.
She stared at the birthmark on the man's neck for a moment, her body a little stiff.
The leader of the soldiers came to the side of Ye Luosha, cupped his hands and said: "My subordinates were a step too late, which frightened Queen Yue. I ask General Ye to punish you!"
Ye Luosha waved his hand and walked to Zhan Liyue's side.
"Queen, are you okay?"
Ye Luosha's voice brought back Zhan Liyue's consciousness. She waved her hand and said in a very calm voice: "It doesn't matter."
She looked at the man in disguise and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? I have no enmity with you, why do you want to assassinate me?"
"No injustice or enmity?" A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "Don't you know what you have done?"
"Queen, he is wearing a human skin mask." Ye Luosha looked at the man and frowned lightly.
When the man was talking, there were subtle inconsistencies in the skin on his face. Anyone skilled in the art could see these details.
"Tell me, who are you?" Zhan Liyue's eyes were still staring at the birthmark on the man's neck.
In her mind, there was once a baby with this horn-like birthmark on its neck.
Is it him? Is it really him? Didn’t he die in the sea of fire?
There has been no news about him for so many years. Is he still alive?
