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Chapter 1312 Zhang Song's Night Walk


Da Qiao finally left.

Before leaving, she almost collapsed on the ground.

Ma Chao wanted to help her up, but she pushed Ma Chao's hand away.

After struggling to get up, she turned around and walked outside in despair.

She wanted to retain her last bit of dignity in front of Ma Chao, but her shaky body could not support her extravagant wish.

At this time, she didn't even have the courage to look back at Ma Chao.

Perhaps she just wanted to find Jiangdong Pavilion or the desolate place at Nongji Station to hide, play with her lost love, and curl up in a ball alone.

He pushed open the palace door with all his strength and staggered out.

Diao Chan was waiting outside, and suddenly saw Da Qiao walking out with a sad face, and was slightly shocked.

Da Qiao was in a trance at this time, and when he passed by Diao Chan, he accidentally bumped into Diao Chan.

But she seemed completely unaware and no longer had the energy to care whether Diao Chan personally participated in burying all her grievances.

It wasn't until Da Qiao's figure completely disappeared that Diao Chan looked at Ma Chao with doubts in her eyes.

Ma Chao smiled miserably: "The matter between us has finally been made clear."

Such a simple explanation covers many complex emotions that Diao Chan can relate to.

The corner of her mouth twitched with a complicated expression: "Actually, she is also a seed of infatuation.

If it weren't for Liu Xie's bad fate, she might not be as miserable as she is today. ” "Yes, people who are kind and dedicated always get hurt first.

In this way, it will be even more difficult for me to know the conspiracy behind Liu Xie's murder."

Ma Chao sighed.

In fact, he didn't want to challenge the matter with Da Qiao today.

Clearly.

As an excellent prince, in his usual style, after learning about Da Qiao's betrayal, he should use her as bait to lay out a careful and long-term plan to completely crush the conspiracy to kill Liu Xie.

But by chance, today there was a dispute between Da Qiao and Diao Chan, and Ma Chao was not a cold-hearted prince, so he cut off the romantic relationship between the two with a sword.

At the same time, it also cut off the even more unacceptable harm that Da Qiao would suffer in the future.

It seems that I am also a good person, Ma Chao sighed in his heart, but then he also warned himself: This is the last time to be soft-hearted.

At the same time, Zhang Song, who was already lying on the bed in the post house, was tossing and turning when he clearly heard the sound of two bangs being played outside the door.

He got up from the bed, put on his clothes and walked out quietly.

There is no light tonight, and the thick ink color suppresses Xiangyang City.

Zhang Song walked cautiously along the side path outside the post house.

This night was an excellent cover for him.

However, he still seemed uneasy and tried his best to walk along the low houses on both sides.

The darkness under the eaves could almost touch his head.

At this time, the curfew had already been imposed, ordinary people stayed at home, and the surroundings were silent.

But he was not a professional craftsman after all.

Although he looked left and right, he did not realize that the eyes on the distant eaves were shining like stars, observing his every move.

"Sure enough, I have been tricked by my lord.

Follow me and don't scare this mouse."

Mu Yuanfeng, who was blending in with the night, looked at Zhang Song's very unprofessional whereabouts, waved his hand, and said to Zhang Can: "Look Look what this mouse is doing."

"Yes," Zhang Can nodded.

He was born in a rough and treacherous world, and he was the most agile person among the shadows.

Even Mu Yuanfeng, who was highly skilled in martial arts, had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Zhang Can in the area of ​​stalking.

Brilliant talent.

Zhang Song actually didn't leave the post house very far.

When he came to a fork, he stopped.

They gathered in front of Xiangyang Street, where the Xiangyang Guards were patrolling.

He did not dare to reveal his whereabouts, standing there hesitating back and forth, as if waiting for someone.

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At this time, a person suddenly appeared behind him, frightening Zhang Song so much that he almost shouted loudly.

The man rushed over, covered his mouth and pushed him into a corner.

"Hush, one of our own."

Zhang Song's eyes widened in surprise.

After his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he could barely see the face of the person coming.

This is a completely unfamiliar face, and this man in black clothes actually claims to be one of his own.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Song deliberately lowered his voice with a hint of irritation.

Obviously, he was dissatisfied with this way of communicating.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that the lord is waiting for you."

The stranger's eyes had a very sharp penetrating power.

Zhang Song was suddenly stunned and did not dare to look at him.

"Lead the way."

He finally opened his mouth and it was obvious that he had trusted the identity of this stranger.

The visitor seemed to be very familiar with Xiangyang City and knew how to avoid the sight of patrols and sentry towers.

He led Zhang Song to a wine shop without the Xiangyang guards noticing.

Then he quietly opened the door, and the two disappeared into the dark night.

But Zhang Can, who was crouching on the eaves, had a bit of doubt in his eyes at this time.

Zhang Song didn't know that person, but he did.

Not only him, but also the elders and elites in the entire shadow knew that Zhang Can had always been very confident in his own eyesight.

He remembered that person's name: Mu Yang.

The guy who was driven out of the shadows by the lord and never heard from again.

"How?"

A gentle question awakened Zhang Can from his doubts.

When he looked back, he saw that Mu Yuanfeng and Duanmu Mingming had followed him.

Mu Yuanfeng saw the wine shop at a glance and asked again: "They come in."

Got this restaurant”

"Yes."

Zhang Can hesitated for a moment, and finally added: "The person who took Zhang Song in was Mu Yang."

"Who?"

Mu Yuanfeng was stunned, thinking he heard wrongly.

The shadows always have one-way communication, so they can't possibly know that Ma Chao arranged for Mu Yang to be an undercover agent.

After Zhang Can reported the details of the future, Mu Yuanfeng confirmed the facts that Zhang Can said.

Then the three of them fell into silence for a while.

Zhang Can looked at the dark wine shop and asked hesitantly: "What should I do next?

I don't have full control over how I can eavesdrop on their conversation without being noticed."

Yes, things have reached an impasse here.

Zhang Song's appearance tonight was obviously not an impromptu move.

There must be enemy spies lurking around such a tavern.

At the very least, the Shadows already know that they have a traitor in their hands who is fully versed in the Shadow's methods.

"The first principle of Shadow is to put safety first in everything."

Mu Yuanfeng pondered for a moment.

He knew that a Shadow traitor was much more harmful than a top spy.

Finally, he reluctantly decided: "Leave a few people to continue."

Monitor Zhang Song and we will go back.

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The location where Zhang Song contacted has been confirmed, and the mission ends here."

"But" Zhang Can looked unwilling.

In fact, Mu Yuanfeng had never been like this before.

But he took one last look at the wine shop, and when he was about to reiterate his decision, he saw Duanmu Mingming, who had been silent all the time.

He was slightly surprised and asked: "What, could it be that you There is a way too” "Of course I can't help it," Duanmu Mingming replied simply, but then a strange smile appeared on his chubby face: "I just suddenly thought of the lord's instructions.

Do you remember that the lord rarely did anything during this mission?"

One time I added “hehe.”

"Don't alert the snake."

Mu Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment.

He recalled Ma Chao's addition and suddenly understood something: "The master's methods are indeed unpredictable."

The three of them left quietly, as if they had never happened before.

Mu Yang, who had been looking through the window in the wine shop, showed an expression of relief at this time, and then turned to face Zhang Song and became extremely serious.

After confirming again that no one was around, he led Zhang Song through the central courtyard to the kitchen at the back.

He carefully opened an elm wood cover next to the stove, revealing the entrance to a cellar on the ground.

A ladder hung down from the entrance. .

Mu Yang went down the ladder to the bottom of the cellar and looked around habitually.

This cellar is more than twice the size of an ordinary cellar.

The earthen ceiling is supported by five wooden boards above the head.

There are also several hollows dug in the walls.

There are candlesticks flickering in each of them.

The space is very small and short. narrow.

The shadowy candlelight reflected the figures of the two people, flickering in and out.

Mu Yang clasped his fists and said respectfully: "My lord, the military advisor has been brought here

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