The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

Mu Jin whispered his name, and the slight wind passed through the hall, as if it brought another call from time and space.

In this world, some people call her Director Mu, some call her Mu Mu, and some call her Jinwen.

But no one called her A Jin.

This is the name that her parents and the father of the original owner called her.

In this night of pretending to escape to freedom, she had such a second. She didn't want to pretend to be someone else, but just wanted to be Jin.

She knew that this sentence was not in line with the personality, but the system did not punish her, presumably this Zhongru is not a role in the plot, and did not judge her disintegration.

But the villain has been pretending for a long time, and she is not used to being warm and kind. She looked at this and that in the room, but she didn't look at Zhongru.

And because of this, she didn't see Zhong Ru's emotions leaked like a mountain collapsed in her eyes.

When she turned around, all of this was well sealed by Zhong Ru back to her facial paralysis.

He spoke, without any fluctuations in his voice: "A Jin."

Seeing that he was so innocent, Mu Jin couldn't seem to be hypocritical, and sighed dumbfoundingly, and put her little daughter away.

"Let's rest and go to Anfo Mountain tomorrow." Mu Jin said.

Zhong Ru naturally cannot resist her.

For the sake of privacy and safety, Mu Jin did not ask for two rooms. She unceremoniously took the position of the main bed and drove Zhongru, a tall and thin man, to sleep on the small couch without the slightest guilt.

Finally one morning she didn't have to get up to supervise the work of the palace people. It was much harder for Mu Jin to sleep for a quarter of an hour, but she was worried about things in her heart, and coupled with the tenacious biological clock call, she did not sleep long.

When I sat up, I couldn't tell where it was.

She didn't realize that she was outside the palace at the moment until she reacted for a while.

Mu Jin glanced around. Zhong Ru was not in the room, but there was an extra coat on the head of the bed.

Presumably even the gentleman Meili is a mediocre member, Zhong Ru also knows the boss’s preferences, she likes extravagance or not, so even if he needs to pretend to be out of the palace, he prepares Mu Jin well. Silk clothing.

It was estimated that he wanted to leave time for Mu Jin to change clothes. After waiting for a while before seeing Zhongru come back, Mu Jin simply got up and took off the **** clothes that had been with her for more than half a year.

The unesthetized **** uniform was thrown aside. Mu Jin made sure that the chest cloth was wrapped around his chest, and took the clothes that Zhong Ru had prepared, from the jacket to the outer jacket, and put them on carefully.

This was the first time she had come into contact with ancient clothes other than the eunuch's clothes. She deeply sighed for its complicated structure, and she secretly rejoiced that she was dressed in men's clothing. If she was in women's clothing, she would need someone to help to wear it.

The frost-colored coat is embroidered with dark silver patterns on the corners, ironed and attached to the slender figure, and a beautiful dark light faintly flows out as he walks.

A wide crimson belt was strangled across the flexible waist, and the thin waist was outlined more and more fully, and it was as soft and tender as spring water.

The long black hair like flowing clouds was all untied, because Mu Jin didn't know how to tie an ordinary man's hair bun, so she had to use the hair band of the same color as the belt to tie it casually, and the messy long hair brushed her. The face and between the eyebrows added a bit of chic and sharp chivalry.

When Zhong Ru knocked on the door and pushed the door to enter, Mu Jin happened to bite the hairband and squinted at him. There was an incomparable amorous feeling in those phoenix eyes.

The stunning face and clear complexion, against the backdrop of a frosty color, became more and more icy and natural.

She is also a male and female, and this beauty that is enough to blur the boundaries of gender is enough to evoke all evil thoughts in the world.

Rao Shi Zhongru put on a coffin face again, and he paused for a moment before he walked in with the tray.

"It's time for breakfast." He looked at Mu Jin who was still fighting with the hairband, "...A Jin."

"Hmm." Mu Jin said from her nose, frowning and reaching out to reach for a strand of disobedient hair.

The original owner's hair is really good, shiny and smooth, but too slippery, combing her hair every day makes her distressed.

Zhong Ru looked at it for a while, then sighed softly where Mu Jin couldn't see it.

Immediately, a slightly cool hand took over the hair band in Mu Jin's hand.

Mu Jin was stunned. She felt Zhong Ru's hand rubbing the back of her hand. Before she could tell him, a martial artist, why his palm was so delicate and smooth. Without a cocoon, she heard Zhong Ru's calm voice. .

"Ajin would like to sit down and let me do it?"

"…Oh."

Mu Jin sat down angrily in front of the dressing table. Two twisted figures were reflected in the bronze mirror. The tall man stood behind her, holding her long black hair in his hands.

Originally, he didn't expect Zhongru's craftsmanship, but he didn't expect his slender fingers to fly up and down, and he quickly tied her a neat and beautiful bun.

The extra part of the scarlet hair band hangs in the black hair scattered on her back, making it even more beautiful when hidden from each other.

"What do you think?" Zhong Ru's voice was low, and then he added, "A Jin."

This title, this question, is like the husband who has just finished dressing up for the newlywed Yaner's wife.

Mu Jin shook his head, trying to get rid of the inexplicable picture in his mind, and then nodded again, expressing his affirmation of Zhongru's craftsmanship.

"Not bad." Mu Jin said.

Only then did the two sit down for breakfast.

"An Foshan is now under martial law, and ordinary people can't approach it." Zhong Ru basically didn't move his chopsticks much, and kept watching Mu Jin eat. "If we want to enter, we can only enter from the back mountain, which is a cliff. Usually no one handles it.

"Who is in charge?" Mu Jin asked, swallowing the buns.

"Chief Feiyuwei, Jiang Yan."

Mu Jin paused when he was going to get the second bun, and continued to take the bun over, biting bitterly.

This name is very familiar now, if it weren't for him, Mu Jin wouldn't have been forced to discover Yu Wenrui's wolf ambition.

They did not delay too much and went out after breakfast.

The inn is located not far from the imperial palace, and Anfo Mountain is already on the edge of Yanjing, so they will have to travel for a while.

It's just that they far underestimated the impact of Mu Jin's appearance on everyone.

There are countless concubines in the palace, beautiful women like clouds, and Mu Jin is buried in the clothes of the eunuch. Even though everyone knows how beautiful she is, they have no idea how beautiful she is.

But now Mu Jin has got rid of the cumbersomeness in the palace, and is dressed in a cold and frosty complexion, making her like the banished immortal in the moon palace, which is worthy of a romantic connotation.

What's more, both Mu Jin and the original master have practiced martial arts since childhood, and their posture and posture are quite different from those of ordinary people. They just stepped down the stairs, and the rhythm was confusing, which attracted the attention of everyone in the hall for a while.

Mu Jin:...

What, what to do, it seems that I can't walk suddenly.

The boss behind the counter ran over and asked Mu Jin eagerly: "This little boy, I don't know when he came to the cheat shop?"

Many people in the palace were in awe and fear of Mu Jin, but that was all based on the reputation and power of the original owner.

No one had ever, like now, clearly cared about her appearance. Mu Jin didn't know how to react for a while, so she had to sullen her face and ignore it.

Nor can he directly follow the human path: Zhongru, go and give me a shark to cheer him up.

But she did not respond, but Zhong Ru did not allow anyone to be rude, stepped forward and stopped the person behind him, saying: "This young man is here with me."

Turning his back to Mu Jin, he slowly scanned the hall.

The cold and cold that showed up in an instant caused the whole body of the person who touched his eyes to tremble, and the tremor from the bottom of the heart spread to the whole body, but when they looked at him again in astonishment, they found that this was still an ordinary man with ordinary appearance. Like that pretty boy's attendant.

There are also people who are aware of his evil sect, even if the beauty is in the present, they never dare to look up.

Mu Jin looked at this scene, quite a headache.

Their original intention was to act quietly, but they didn't expect to attract attention before they left the house. She patted Zhong Ru on the shoulder with a cold face, beckoning him not to waste time on these useless people.

Walking out of the gate of the inn, the bustling street market unfolded a continuous picture in front of you, and the smell of fireworks most common among ordinary people spread out, making Mu Jin, who hadn't felt the feeling of ordinary people for a long time, paused unnoticeably.

The last time she left the deep vermilion wall was to quell the epidemic, and the journey seemed like a panic doomsday. She has never seen such a peaceful and prosperous world.

"A Jin, we are still some distance away from Anfo Mountain, do we need to rent a carriage?" Zhong Ru is now familiar with her name.

Mu Jin frowned slightly, "How long does it take to delay with the carriage, and what can I do when it arrives?"

"Then how we should go, please instruct."

Mu Jin raised his eyes to look at Zhong Ru. Although he was still expressionless, as if he was asking about business matters, she always felt that there was a layer of fog in her eyes, and under this layer of fog there was a meaning of watching her jokes. .

Mu Jin opened her mouth and tapped the system frantically in her mind: "System, everything! Can you let me learn how to ride a horse in an instant?"

"I think you are thinking about peaches." The system spit out mercilessly. "You can't let me give you something you don't know? Why don't you want to go to heaven."

Mu Jin: "...not necessarily so."

Two rows of lasagna shed tears in Mu Jin's heart.

However, her face was calm, and she said with everything on her chest, "Go get a horse."

"Yes."

Zhong Ru didn't ask why there was only one, which perfectly carried out her order, and soon brought a tall horse with black red mane.

Mu Jin touched the horse's mane and closed his eyes, full of determined decisiveness.

"Zhong Ru." She turned around and said in a natural way, "...you hold me up."

Zhong Ru did not immediately respond this time.

Mu Jin lifted his chin, revealing an expression of dissatisfaction, trying to hide his hot earlobes.

"Why, do you have any questions about my order?"

Only then did Zhong Ru move, his eyes fluctuated, and he approached Mu Jin and stood behind her, "Don't dare."

Mu Jin quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Whether based on the original owner's personality or her own personality, saying this was a breakthrough in shame.

Fortunately, Zhong Ru played the role of a tool man dutifully. He held Mu Jin's waist with both hands. Those arms that didn't seem sturdy almost didn't use much force. Mu Jin felt his feet rise in the air, and he was already sitting in the next second. On the horse's back.

The field of vision suddenly rose a lot, and the horse under him was not as stable as the city wall. He kicked the horse and flicked his tail. Mu Jin sat on it and swayed and grabbed the rein in fear.

She shifted her gaze down, facing Zhong Rudao who was looking at her, "What are you waiting for?"

Zhong Ru: "Belong to...Can I ride with you?"

Mu Jin: Ah, ah, ah, ah, do you have to ask? You are a wood!

She turned her head away, "If you are confident that you can catch up with the horse, that's okay."

As soon as the voice fell, she felt a warm body sticking to her back, and her thin forearm reached in front of her and took the rein, firmly shielding her in the range of the arms.

Every word that Zhong Ru spit out carried the vibration of his chest.

"I can catch up with the horse, but in order to save some effort, I would like to thank A Jin for his thoughtfulness."

Mu Jin: "Shut up and go."

Zhong Ru looked at her shiny and red ears, the tip of her nose was full of the fragrance of her hair, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

He didn't delay any longer, his legs clamped his horse belly: "Drive—"

If you want to go to Anfo Mountain, you need to pass through the boundary of the city west.

Mu Jin and the others rode their horses fast, and they never stopped when they passed the west of the city. Mu Jin poked his head from between Zhong Ru's arms and looked carefully at this place that was once shrouded by the clouds of the epidemic.

It is no different from other streets. The crowds of pedestrians, vendors, and the aroma of the restaurant are the most ordinary days and the most rare happiness.

Mu Jin couldn't help expressing a little relief in his eyes.

"Alas, it's a pity that such a big Yanjing didn't even appear to be a rogue bully who robbed the people." Mu Jin was in a good mood and began to recall the scenes he had seen in TV series. "This scene is so good. , It's just a bit more ordinary."

She mumbled extremely quietly. She thought she wouldn't be heard by the person behind, but after she finished speaking, a strange voice came from behind: "This is Yanjing, and the suppression of the cavalry regiment, how can it happen... The ones you imagined."

"?!" Mu Jin didn't expect to be heard. After choking for a long time, he was not convinced. "There are different parties, what happened to a few dudes, gangsters and bullies."

Zhong Ru stopped speaking, wondering if he was too speechless to her.

Knowing that his hearing is so good, Mu Jin also controlled his mouth, not saying what was muttering in his heart.

I don't know why, she seems to be particularly easy to say something in front of Zhong Ru, which is obviously not like this in front of other people.

It seemed that they knew each other quite unexpectedly. No matter what she said, Zhong Ru could immediately understand the meaning, and she could also see his emotions from Zhong Ru's paralyzed face. .

Without a word, the two arrived at the foot of Anfo Mountain. From the foot of the mountain, people in flying fish suits were stationed, they belonged to Jiang Yan.

According to the plan, they did not intend to have a head-on conflict with Feiyuwei. Zhong Ru picked a cryptic place to dismount, and once again held Mu Jin's waist and hugged her from the horse.

Mu Jin glanced at his arm suspiciously with the appearance of lifting weight lightly.

This doesn't seem to be as strong as Rong Feng, how can he be so vigorous.

Zhong Ru had stepped on it a long time ago. The front of this stronghold looked easy to defend and difficult to attack, but on the back, due to the existence of the cliff, he was often negligent. With his light work, it was easy to take someone over.

Since a few days have passed since the alien party was cleared and suppressed, Jiang Yan seemed to feel that there was no need to waste too much force guarding an empty house. Apart from the group of people at the foot of the mountain, he never saw him again. Someone.

The two smoothly touched the room.

Sure enough, the house had been thoroughly searched, and the overturned tables and chairs and blood stains on the ground indicated that there had been a fierce battle here.

Mu Jin walked through the messy hall and went straight to the bedroom behind.

Zhong Ru followed her all the way, looking around with vigilant eyes. At this moment, seeing her entering the bedroom, he asked in confusion: "This place has been searched by many people. Now come in again, what can I find?"

Mu Jin didn't look back, "You seem to have a lot of problems lately."

Perceiving the coldness in her words, Zhongru fell silent.

Mu Jin glanced at him.

Even if Zhong Ru is loyal and reliable, she can no longer bring out the boss demeanor of a courteous corporal. She doesn't want to cultivate another Zhang Mingxu.

She ordered and he executed it, that was enough.

Mu Jin briefly inspected the bedroom, "Who used to live in this room?"

Zhong Rudao: "The subordinates do not know that this bedroom is the closest and most comfortable of all the rooms to the hall. Perhaps it is the residence of the leader of the alien party."

Mu Jin gently shook her head, Zhong Ru looked at her puzzledly, opened her mouth to ask something, remembered her warning, and silently closed her mouth again.

Mu Jin looked around and fixed his gaze on the dressing table, "So the leader of the alien party is a woman?"

Zhong Ru: "Male."

"That's right." Mu Jin murmured.

She strode to the dressing table, opened the drawer and placed a delicate makeup box inside. The valuables inside had already been hollowed out, but Mu Jin showed such a look on her face when she took it out.

Zhong Ru stayed in place and looked at her, and the question he wanted to ask cautiously circled in his mind, making sure that it would not arouse Mu Jin's disgust, before he said: "Is this makeup box any important material evidence?"

Mu Jin didn't think he was too talkative this time, she stretched out her slender fingers and fumbled in the makeup box.

With a slight click, a cassette popped out of the makeup box.

A note was quietly curled up inside, and even after several searches, it was never found.

Zhong Ru's stiff face showed a look of surprise, "This is..."

"Do you know, who are these alien parties?" Mu Jin asked.

Zhong Ru: "It seems to be from the Xiqiang ethnic group."

"Along the way, other rooms, including the hall, are all decorated with Xiqiang items." Mu Jin turned around and looked at him, "The hanging lamb bones, the fangs carved into necklaces... But this room, how can you ever Have you seen this kind of jewelry?"

Zhong Ru looked around, his eyes gave his answer.

"So the person who used to live here is not a leader of an alien party at all." Mu Jin unfolded the note in his hand, glanced briefly, and passed it to Zhong Ru.

Zhong Ru opened the note, which was exactly the same as the letter on the letter Mu Jin had shown him.

"...The one who lived here before was Admiral of the Nine Sects, Hui Kangsheng." Mu Jin finished the second half of the sentence.

The setting of this mechanism is the same as the mechanism on Huiguiren's dressing box, and it should have been made by the same person.

Since getting the letter from Hui Guiren to her, she guessed that Hui Kangsheng and these Xiqiang people were definitely not just a cooperative relationship, he must have participated more and deeper, which made the emperor evasive.

He is simply the leader of this group of alien parties.

Zhong Ru held the note and looked at Mu Jin's eyes with a glimmer of brilliance, "Master Hui said, as long as you lead you out, the country will be restored."

Mu Jin looked at him coldly.

Zhong Ru took a step forward, and his toneless tone suddenly became low, dumb and charming.

"Dare to ask Mei Jun, these Xiqiang people, why do you say you are their hope for the restoration of the country?"

Mu Jin quietly asked the system to turn on the defense mechanism for herself, and licked her lips when she heard the words, "Zhong Ru, do you know why I chose you among so many gentlemen and plums?"

"Because you are stupid and loyal, silent, don't ask why, just listen to orders."

"And now, why can't you stick to this a little bit?"

Zhong Ru stared at her for a long time, the emotions in his eyes changed several times, and Mu Jin became more wary of watching.

She worried about her luck and waited for him to attack first.

If Zhongru dared to do it, she would let him try her titanium dogleg...No, it was the strengthened bone hardness.

Mu Jin watched Zhong Ru's every move vigilantly. At this time, the setting sun outside the window was gradually sinking, and a strong orange-red light smeared her beautiful face, showing a bit of brilliance and determination.

Zhong Ru sighed softly.

"Even if you want me to be completely surrendered to you, you don't have to choose such an opportunity." There was a slight accusation in his tone, "What if I am loyal to Dayan and hurt you?"

Mu Jin:?

Zhong Ru slowly raised his hands and signaled that he had no intention of attacking, "Since you want to test me, you should trust your own judgment."

"I belong to you, from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside."

Mu Jin:...

What is he talking about?

She had some thoughts to completely accept Zhongru as a younger brother. In this experiment, there was indeed a temptation attempt, but what kind of mess is this person saying?

With a loyal and honest appearance, there is such a bold and avant-garde heart.

Unexpectedly, in the world of this novel, in addition to the role of the plot, other characters are also portrayed so full.

Mu Jin quietly complained in his heart.

This is a bet. Zhong Ru is originally the person who is more loyal to her in Junzi Mei. With this action, it is half the possibility that Zhong Ru will be used for her own use, and there is also half the possibility that her identity will be completely exposed. , So she had to take some extraordinary measures.

Fortunately, she doesn't need to take extreme measures.

"Alright." Mu Jin's voice was a little stiff, "The goal has been achieved, we can..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Zhongru's eyes sharply, and then, without waiting for her to react, her agile and agile figure rushed towards her.

What's up! Rebelling against such a big thing, do you still have to repent halfway through it!

Mu Jin's heart was full of daunting, but she naturally couldn't let Zhongru slaughter her. The next second Zhongru threw herself in front of her, the legs that strengthened her bones suddenly lifted up to the pliable figure of the dancer. The lift was actually higher than the top of the head.

In Zhong Ru's stunned gaze, this leg slashed his head, and he couldn't dodge, so he had to cross his arms to protect his head.

But he obviously underestimated the power of this leg. With a muffled grunt, he was hit on one knee, and his raised eyes were filled with irresistible surprise.

Why, want to come again?

Mu Jin concentrated on her luck, just waiting to raise another leg—

This time, Zhong Ru didn't give her another chance to hit her head-on. He stood up against the pain, hugged Mu Jin, and ignoring her resistance, hugged her and rolled on the spot, hiding her figure with the help of the corner of the room.

I saw her with a clear frost color, inconspicuous in the ice and snow during the day, but when the night is gloomy, her whole person is like a bright moon, full of cold and hazy brilliance.

Zhong Ru's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. Before Mu Jin could react, he untied the bun he had **** with his own hands.

In an instant, three thousand green silks poured out like ink, covering them tightly, covering her whole body of Yuehui.

And as this action had just been completed, rustling walking and talking came from the window above his head.

"I don't know what's the use of patrolling here."

"Don't say it, the boss told you that the only person who came in would ask us. Hey, have you ever heard of the cavalry regiment being attacked?"

"Can you not hear? It is said that it was the dead soldier from Dongchuan who also injured General Rong. I don't know how his injuries are."

Mu Jin's struggle suddenly stopped.