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nChapter 168 – Assassination Against Capture

nYue’er listened to Mo Li’s words, nodded, and quickly tidied up the room. Until midnight, everything was abnormally calm.

nLying on the bed, looking at the roof, Mo Wu could always hear the sound of the roof breaking into pieces.

nHer round eyes darted around, casting a sidelong glance at Yue’er, who was standing by her side.

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nYue’er received Mo Li’s gaze and was stunned for a moment. She then saw Mo Li’s eyes staring at the ceiling, indicating that she should look back.

nWhen Yue Er raised her head to look at the ceiling and discovered that there was something strange going on, she was so shocked that her entire body tensed up.

nShe carefully approached Mo Li, pointed to the roof, and Mo Li nodded slightly, replying in a low voice:

n“Shh!” Don’t talk, hide under the bed! “Faster!”

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nYue Er hurriedly slipped under the bed and closed her eyes to listen for any movement outside.

nMo Li quickly got up, tidied up her clothes, and reminded Yue’er not to come out. She then folded the bedding on the bed into a long strip, looking very much like a person lying on a bed.

nOnce he was ready, Mo Xie quickly hid behind the screen. Just as he was about to hide, a masked man in black clothing revealed a pair of fierce eyes, holding a dagger in his hand, he dropped it right onto the bed. He quietly walked over to the bed and aimed his dagger at the bed and fiercely stabbed it in.

nMo Long squinted his eyes, a trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes, it seemed that the person really wanted her life!

nYue’er, who was hiding under the bed, couldn’t see what was happening. She could only feel her feet swaying uncontrollably before her eyes. She was afraid the man would find out.

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nHe was still worried about Mo Li, worried about her safety.

nJust as the masked man’s dagger was about to pierce the quilt on the bed, Mo Li suddenly darted out from behind the screen with a piece of white silk in his hand, and threw it towards the masked man’s neck.

nA gust of cold wind blew, startling the masked man. His dagger had already stabbed into the bed.

nHe hastily turned around and waved his hand to catch the white silk ribbon. However, he was still a step too slow and the white silk wrapped around the masked man’s wrist. Mo Li’s figure had already appeared before the masked man.

nShe lifted her foot and viciously kicked the masked man in the chest. Yue’er saw the sudden appearance of a pair of extra feet, her mouth formed an O shape, as she exclaimed in a low voice, “Princess!”

nMo Li and the black clothed man heard Yue’er’s voice at the same time. The black clothed man noticed that Mo Xie was not easy to deal with, and heard a movement from under the bed. He quickly ran towards the bed, but was pulled back by Mo Li’s white silk.

nMo Long dragged the white silk with his hand, and swiftly ran two laps around the masked man’s body, and soon, a white dumpling wrapped in white silk appeared in front of Mo Xie’s eyes.

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nThe masked man had never thought that he would fall into the hands of a woman in a moment of carelessness.

nWhile he was lost in thought, Mo Long was already standing in front of the masked man, a dagger in his hand.

nShe coldly said, “Yue Er, come out!”

nYue’er, who was hiding under the bed, heard a loud noise and quickly crawled out from under the bed.

nWhen they saw the scene in front of them, they were extremely shocked. The wangfei had actually tied up the assassin?

nMo Long, who had seen Yue’er in a daze, asked coldly:

n“Yue Er, what are you staring at?!” I can’t change it to help out! ”

nYue Er suddenly regained her senses, and hurriedly ran to the front of Mo Xie, her eyes glanced at the tightly wrapped black clothed man, and asked:

n“Princess, what should Yue Er do?”

nMo Li warned her in a low voice, “Carry him up!”

nYue’er gave a start, nodding her head like a chick pecking rice, and carried the masked man to the bed with all her might.

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nBreathing heavily, Mo Li muttered softly:

n“Where should we dig first? Why don’t we dig out the heart first? ”

nAfter all, the masked man was a martial artist. When he heard Mo Li’s words, he was shocked, “What is this woman trying to do?” Dig into his heart?

nThe only thing that was revealed was her eyes that were staring intently at Mo Li, watching as the bright dagger in her hand flashed past his eyes, causing the masked man to groan in excitement.

n“Yue’er, who was watching from the side, was also terrified.” “Esteemed wangfei, it can’t be that she really wants to dig out this person’s heart, right?” Thinking of this, Yue Er timidly asked,

n“Wang-wangfei, you want to dig, dig, his heart?”

nMo Li turned her head around and revealed a innocent and harmless smile.

n“That’s right. I heard that there is a black-hearted store outside of Ming You City that specializes in inciting people’s hearts.” One heart could be sold for seven to eight taels of silver. This man’s heart must be worth more than seven or eight silvers. ”

nYue’er suddenly raised her eyes when she heard Mo Xie’s words. She had been in Ming You Country for so many years, how come she had never heard that there were such shops outside Ming You City?

nThe masked man on the bed was no longer calm, his body writhing as he tried to break free of the heavy restraints. However, after a long time, cold sweat had started to appear on his forehead. He was still wrapped around by Mo Li like a dumpling, and was completely unable to move.

nMo Xiang received the masked man’s frightened eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he opened his mouth to ask:

n“Do you have something you want to say to me?”

nThe man’s eyes widened as he nodded his head repeatedly.

nMo Lang laughed, “Speak! I will dissect you after you finish speaking, right? ”

nThe man stammered, not knowing what to say. “Princess, he seems to be a mute.”

nMo Long was stunned for a moment, and then he opened the mouth of the masked man, and realised that Yue’er had guessed correctly, he was indeed a mute.

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nMo Long stared coldly at the masked man. She had just entered the palace when someone tried to assassinate her in Chang Ning Palace! He had thought that Wei Changning was the culprit, but he had calmed himself down. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that Wei Changning was not the culprit.

nWei Changning was a smart person, if he really wanted to get rid of her, she wouldn’t have ordered others to do it on her own territory. Otherwise, if something were to happen to her, Wei Changning would naturally be involved as well. Therefore, there was someone else who had done this. And this man must have known all about her whereabouts.

nWhen she thought of this, Mo Xie took out a few bamboo scrolls from the bookshelf in the room. She unrolled the bamboo scrolls and told the masked man.

n“I will now read these words. If they contain any words related to your master’s name, you can nod to me. Don’t try to lie to me. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will die miserably! ”

nJust now, when the masked man heard that Mo Xie was going to steal his life, he was already trembling in fear. How could he dare to lie to her?!

nNodding to Mo Li nonstop, the masked man listened seriously to Mo Li, who was staring at the bamboo slip.

nIn the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Mo Long had already read four volumes.

nThe masked man also did as Mo Xie had instructed, he had recruited his master, and he had also recruited someone to assassinate her.

nWith that, Mo Xie threw the bamboo scroll on the ground and sat down in a chair, looking at the masked man with a displeased expression.

nShe opened her mouth and asked coldly: “Your master is Mu Ziyan? The one who lives in Qing He Palace? ”

nThe man in black nodded in agreement.

n“Did she send you to kill me?”

nThe masked man shook his head, looking extremely curious, “You were not sent to kill me? Then why did you stab me with a dagger? ”

nThe masked man shook his head and looked into his arms.

nMo Long gazed at the man in black suspiciously, his eyes falling on him.

nCould it be that he had a secret decree on him? Without time to think, Mo Li smashed the dagger hilt fiercely towards the masked man’s neck, instantly knocking him out.

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