Chapter 23 (1/2)
Mo house, gate.
Zhao Jiuge takes Mo ling'er up the big blue stone steps. Two big stone lions still stand quietly at the gate of Mo's mansion. However, the breath of eight men in black and light armour at the door becomes different. A sense of killing diffuses from Mo's mansion, and Zhao Jiuge is full of doubts.
As he stepped up the steps to enter the Mo mansion courtyard, Zhao Jiuge found that the eyes of the eight light armour men at the gate were all focused on him. He looked at the unfriendly look in their eyes, and his puzzled face sank slightly. The accident in Mo's mansion should be related to himself. He took a deep breath, calmed down his mood and walked towards the yard calmly.
Courtyard.
As soon as he came in, Zhao Jiuge's cold hair stood up. Zheng Jie was like a pair of poisonous snakes. After waiting for his prey for a long time, his momentum broke out. He stepped forward and stared at Zhao Jiuge.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, people raised their heads and looked at Zhao Jiuge. The young man's face changed color tightly. Immediately, it was like a lonely boat bumping in the waves. No matter how dangerous you were, I stood still.
Looking around, in addition to Mo Longjie and several old people of the Mo family, there are dozens of family generals in light armour and black clothes standing in the yard. Mo Longjie's face is calm at this time. He can't see what he is thinking and can't guess any emotion. Besides Mo and Yao, there are several old people. At this time, Zhao Jiuge looks at Zhao Jiuge with different expressions.
As for the dozens of men in black and light armour behind him, they were probably infected by the general of Zheng Jie's family. Their whole bodies were full of murderous momentum, and they were staring at Zhao Jiuge with malice on their faces.
A gust of wind blows the leaves in the courtyard. Looking at the situation, Zhao Jiuge seems to understand something in his heart, as if he doesn't understand anything. His face looks calm, but with a little stubbornness and indifference, he sweeps away at the people, but he is silent because of his inner pride.
Looking at Zhao Jiuge's face, Zheng Jie tries hard to see a trace of tension and uneasiness in the eyes of his 10-year-old boy. However, he is disappointed. The young man is as calm as ever. At the same time, when he thinks of putting forward such a situation, the young man's reaction is that he doesn't take himself seriously and can't help becoming angry.
”Zhao Jiuge, I've heard that you are young, and you have the ability to forge blood and spirit. Today, I, the commander of the Mo family, come to see you.” With his hands clasped in the fist, his clothes fluttering with the wind, and his awe inspiring momentum combined with his pretty face and unspeakable flavor, those Mo's families will look at Zheng Jie with admiration. Even some old people who are unfamiliar with Zhao Jiuge in the Mo family have a smile on their faces, and their eyes are shining with light and nodding their heads gently.
Zhao Jiuge's pupils moved slightly, and he still didn't say anything, but looked at Mo Longjie. Mo Longjie was calm and didn't know what he was thinking. At this time, he found Zhao Jiuge looking at himself and chuckling and explaining, ”Oh, well, Zheng Jie came to me this morning because he didn't give him the last quota for the three events of the next month. He wanted to have a competition with you For the last place. ” After saying that, he was also staring at Zhao Jiuge. There was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes. When Zhao Jiuge saw his eyes, he was a little surprised.
Zhao Jiuge didn't look at himself. Zheng Jieqi's nose was crooked and his eyes were colder. He swore that he would give some color to Zhao Jiuge when he tried.
Mo's backyard, arena.
Zhao Jiuge and Zheng Jie are opposed to each other. They have more or less opinions about Zheng Jie's actions. Although they are usually modest, they do not mean that they have no pride in their bones. Zhao Jiuge has always developed a character of revenge, gratitude and love hate.