When Mr.Xu Lao heard this, he immediately laughed awkwardly. "How could the old man who decided of such a thing as borrowing money?" He looked at the middle-aged man in the rear. "Other people do not lend. What can I have to do for the old man," he said.

"If you don't lend it, rob it?" Mengying Lin pouted her lips contemptuously.

Mr.Xu Lao laughed twice, and said, "Miss, I am an old man that I am a good hearted person. I will not do anything to you. But you can see that here I cannot decide that. The box is I promised to give it to the man, so if he cannot get it, he cannot decide what to do. I would advise you to give him the box. After all, that box is of no use to your little girl."

Mengying Lin passed the old man who looked at him after she went to see the old man. He saw that the man had a look of heroism. Such a person would be very great at the first sight. He was also afraid to calculate things from the prince of Xuanwu.

"But the box is really not on me. I dare not lie." Mengying Lin sighed regretfully.

Mr.Xu Lao always picked his eyebrows and said, "Really not here?"

Mengying Lin turned a white eye. "If you don't find a woman to search my body, you will know that my life is in your hands, where dare you lie to deceive you?"

Mr.Xu Lao hesitated for a while and believed her words. Then he came to the middle-aged man and answered. The middle-aged man stood up and took bold steps to the carriage. He saw Mengying Lin's face but frowned. "Are you a woman of Liancheng Mo?"

"Er... I am not yet, just be a warm-bed girl." Mengying Lin did not know what he meant by asking.

"That box must have fallen into the hands of Liancheng Mo." The middle-aged man frowned and said to the people around him, "Look for someone to send a letter and let Liancheng Mo exchange boxes for her life."

His followers ordered him to leave, but both Mengying Lin and Mr. Xu Lao could not believe it.

"That... En, warrior, if what you want is so important. I'm a warm-bed girl. Do you think you can exchange such important things as hostages?

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at her meaningfully. "A warm bed girl, but so far, the prince of Xuanwu has never had a warm bed girl. So I would like to try it. Even if he doesn't want it, it will only allow you to live a few more hours, and I will not suffer."

What he said was quite reasonable, but he should not give up any chance as the party who held the initiative.

Mengying Lin had nothing to say and stopped talking, but in a moment the black-clad man came and pulled her out of the carriage and plunged her into the small room in the corner of the yard with her arm.

The door of the small room was closed, but the windows were broken, so the situation in the courtyard could be seen through the cracks in the broken windows.

After about a cup of tea, an empty sound sounded over the courtyard, and then suddenly there were hundreds of strong soldiers around the courtyard.

The people in the courtyard were shocked. They immediately escorted the middle-aged man back and stopped until he had retreated to the porch of the main hall.

The gate of the courtyard was smashed open from the outside, and more than a dozen officers and men pushed forward with shields. Standing behind the shields was a long figure.

"She was a warm-bed girl. You can either kill or not. However, it seemed that I will not even give you the chance to kill. "When the two armies were deadlocked, Liancheng Mo had a heart to stand in the middle of the sergeant with a carefully crafted furnace. It was luxurious equipment everywhere, but it made Mengying Lin look at it again.

"Liancheng Mo!" The middle aged man was so angry, he gnashed his teeth. At this point, he could not guess that he was in the midst of Liancheng Mo. He was not vague. He took a long knife from his waist, and shouted, "If I become a defeated man, I have nothing to say. Just fight a war together.

"You are really a man of Wu Jun, but it's a bit of blood." Liancheng Mo hum coldly, successfully saw the expression on the face of middle-aged men instantly pale.

"What are you talking about? We have nothing to do with Wu Jun!" The middle-aged man raised his knife and shouted, "Brothers, let me kill you! Better fight than surrender!"

"Better fight than surrender!" People in black drank at the same time and rushed out with weapons.

In the courtyard, the two sides immediately fought, but in a flash, the courtyard was covered with blood, broken limbs everywhere, red-eyed soldiers and people in black did not shrink back.

Through the window, Mengying Lin watched the bloody and cruel battle with her fists clenched and her nails embedded in skin and flesh unnoticed.

This was a cruel reality, and human life was really nothing in the eyes of these dignitaries.

Both sides were determined to die, so no one retreated and no one was timid. Mengying Lin watched a teenage soldier cut off his head by a black man, and saw the hearts of several black men pierced by a sword of a strong soldier.

Although through the window, Mengying Lin could not help nauseating because of the strong bloody smell. Although she knew the cruelty of life and death in theory, she could not help but fear when she actually saw this scene.

She was just a woman who does not have the power to do anything. Compared with these people, she was lighter in life and easier to be harvested.

Suddenly, she didn't know who was slashed by someone. It seemed that they were very close to her room. The gushing blood splashes immediately and fell on her face through the crack in the window.

"Ah!"

Mengying Lin covered her eyes and roared with hoarseness and exhaustion.

In the panic, only one person's clothes had not been messed for a moment.

Liancheng Mo stood at the gate of the courtyard, heard the voice coming from the room, frowned, and went step by step to the room. Wherever he went, there were soldiers who opened the way for him, and no one in black could approach him half a minute.

The door of the house was pushed open, and Liancheng Mo slowly entered. His eyes fell on the woman with her head hunched, and a slight scorn came from the corner of her mouth. "I thought you were brave, but that's all."

He went in front of Mengying Lin, reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her up. Before Mengying Lin could stand firm, his finger had clamped her throat. "Tell me why you can piece together the plot of crossbow!" I don't believe in coincidence or miracles, so you only have one chance! "

Mengying Lin stared at the expressionless of Liancheng Mo. She never expected that a person's vigilance could reach such an extreme!

It turned out that he had never believed in her making up drawings according to embroidery patterns.

How deep was the man's heart?

So, he thought, she had something to do with the heaven's Pavilion?