The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 83 Assassination 6
Mingyue raised her white jade-like fingers, stroked her fluttering hair, and quietly asked, "Do you understand what Yehan has done for you for the past five years?"

Mo Yu pursed her lips and stared at Mingyue closely.

no answer.

Don't know how to answer either.

In Yeshamen, no kind of friendship is allowed to appear.

Mingyue asked her to come here today, and said this matter straight to the point, presumably to remind her of this matter, or...
"I called you here tonight to tell you that we only have two missions today, but Ye Wu has completed the one you were going to execute before, and has returned to me."

Mo Yu remained silent, Ming Yue put down the hand that was twitching her hair, raised her eyes and looked directly at Mo Yu, and changed the topic.

After she finished asking that sentence, it seemed that Mo Yu didn't need to answer at all, she just asked casually.

After finishing speaking, he stopped and looked at Mo Yu quietly, and after seeing her silently nodding, he smiled.

Raising his hand, he handed out a thin piece of bamboo that he had been holding between his fingertips towards Mo Yu, and raised his eyebrows to signal: "And you, you can only change a task."

Mo Yu nodded, approached Mingyue and picked up the bamboo piece at her fingertips, glanced at it quickly, glanced at the address and name on it, and put it in her sleeve.

Seeing that Mingyue didn't intend to speak again, Wei Wei nodded and left directly.
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Mo Yu raised the curtain of the carriage and lightly stepped on the ground.

Turning her face, she whispered to the coachman who sent her here: "You wait at the corner of the street. If there is nothing else, I will be back within half an hour."

The coachman nodded silently, raised his arms lightly, whipped his whip in the air and left.

It was dusk at night, and the street lights were just coming on, giving off a faint yellow light in the dusk.

Because of the meal time, passers-by on the bustling street became sparse.

Mo Yu raised her eyes and looked around at the scattered passers-by, raised the corners of her mouth, and walked slowly towards where she wanted to go.

When there were still a dozen steps away from the gate, a carriage drove up from behind her and stopped outside the gate she was going to. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a person stepped off the carriage.

(End of this chapter)