"Four quarters of an hour? What have you done for such a long time? Why are you here to report now?"

Cang Mo whispered, "I have sent someone to find you and Your Highness just now, but I can't find it.???

Ye Xiyue's heart sank. They went to the underground secret room of the City Lord's Mansion tonight. It was reasonable that Cang Mo's people could not be found.

While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the bamboo building, which was very quiet, without questioning or blame.

Ye Xiyue walked into the room to see that Heiyi had just woken up. Because the kneecap was injured before, Cang Mo applied medicine powder and bandaged it. Because of the incident tonight, Heiyi had many sword wounds on his body. At this moment, Heiyi was kneeling on the ground, allowing the kneecap to bleed, but he was still unmoved.

Huang Junye stood in front of him, without saying anything, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet, and his breath made people feel like the depression when a storm came. His eyes were even calm, his face was not turbulent, and he seemed to have never existed in the room, but his natural dignity and coldness made people unable to ignore his existence.

"Your Highness, my subordinates deserve to die!" Blackish clothes said coldly, wishing to die now. He pulled out the dagger from his boots and wiped it towards his neck.

"Crack!" Huang Junye's hand hanging beside him slowly raised, and a wisp of force hit the black-clothed wrist, "Clang!" The dagger landed.

"Your Highness..." Black clothes were no longer alive. The master had given him a chance, but he let the chance slip through his fingers.

"I don't leave any useless people around me. I either get out or stay. I want to die somewhere else, which has hindered my eyes."

Black clothes had scarlet eyes, and looked at Huang Junye, his lips were pale and blood was lost.

Huang Junye left, his black clothes leaned against the ground, and kowtowed hard.

Ye Xiyue turned around and followed Huang Junye and came to the yard. There was a sycamore tree with leaves flying, rolling up a scent of grass and trees.

"It's not the black-clothed thing." Huang Junye stood in front of the tree trunk, his tone of unprecedented indifference.

Ye Xiyue nodded, "Black Clothes was injured and rushed to the wife as soon as possible. If the other party had expected to rob the aunt, even five Black Clothes could not resist it. It can be seen that this matter had been planned."

A chill of coldness was reflected in Huang Junye's eyes.

"Is there any clue?" Ye Xiyue asked.

"It has nothing to do with them."

Ye Xiyue knew very well who they meant, and it was nothing more than Feng Wu, Yin Xuanshang and Qiansha, and even more so Xiao Yishan.

"What are you going to do?"

Huang Junye looked at Ye Xiyue, "What they want to deal with is me."

"No." Ye Xiyue shook her head, "Their target is me, and you are implicated by me."

"Little thing." Huang Junye frowned and hugged her in his arms, "I don't allow you to say the word 'implicity'."

Ye Xiyue smelled the clear fragrance on his body, and a firm look flashed in her eyes. Qingluo must not be in trouble.

When Mu Feng came to the bamboo building, he felt a faint depression in the atmosphere. Seeing the two people embracing each other under the sycamore tree, he stepped over, and Cang Mo also walked out of the room at this time.

Only then did Mu Feng learn about Qingluo's disappearance and immediately became worried.
Chapter completed!