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Chapter 277 The Prime Minister of the Night Country (12)

The guards guarding outside looked at this scene with cold eyes, as if they were used to it. After all, the Prime Minister said that he wanted to feed the dog, so he fed the dog.

When Xiao Qimo rushed back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see Xingyue in a dusty state, he was told by the guards in the mansion that Miss Xingyue had been there for almost an hour, and his heart felt as if he had been hammered by a stone hammer. After a while, my chest was tight and I couldn't breathe.

"Look for me! If you can't find it, you don't have to come back!"

On the street, Xingyue, who didn't know that she had once again become the target of the crowd, was having a great time. Today is the folk Lantern Festival, and it is also the time when the legendary Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet, and folk men and women make love. He ran out secretly by himself.

But before Xiao Qimo clearly promised to take him out on this day, but he ran away without a trace, so, in a fit of anger, Xingyue sneaked out by himself.

On the streets on both sides, all the itinerant vendors hang all kinds of lanterns on their small shops. Most of the streets are young men and women holding lanterns. The lantern is given to the other party, and if the other party accepts it, they can travel together.

However, if the other party does not have a lantern in his hand, it means that he has a partner, or a foreigner is here to play, so he cannot give the lantern in his hand to the other party. Candied haws on a stick.

"Well, this is good. You can keep it and bring it to Yeyun to play with next time you go to the palace. She will definitely like it."

With a candied haws in her mouth, Xingyue was looking at all kinds of baubles on the roadside stalls with great interest, picked out a few unique ones and held them in her hands, and was about to give money without noticing What a difference to the hawker in front of you.

Holding the silver in his hand, he was about to hand it over, but the peddler's smile became more sinister, and one hand was already on the handle of the knife under the shelf.

"Xingyue!"

Xiao Qimo hurried over with a group of people, and happened to see this scene. Although his heart was so nervous that it almost stopped, he still shouted in as calm a voice as possible for fear of alarming the other party.

"Hey, you're here too!" Xingyue quickly put the silver in her hand casually in front of the vendor, holding a bunch of things and was about to run this way, but before she even took two steps, she heard something coming from her neck. After feeling a chill, a sharp knife was already placed on Xingyue's neck.

The things in their hands were scattered all over the place, and the pedestrians on the street began to flee in all directions. Those who hid in Tibet shuttled between Xingyue and Xiao Qimo, separated by about 30 meters, Xiao Qimo could clearly understand He saw the fear in Xingyue's eyes and the panic on his face.

With just one glance, Xiao Qimo's heart was completely tugged, as if being grasped desperately, he could hardly breathe.In just a few tens of seconds, the street was already empty, and the person who hijacked Xingyue finally showed his true colors. He looked middle-aged, with dark skin, and a day's scar from his left forehead to his right ear. His eyes were fierce and full of hatred. Looking at Xiao Qimo on the opposite side, "How about it, Xiao Qimo, I didn't expect your people to fall into my hands one day, right? Hahahaha, God opened my eyes, God opened my eyes!"

Even though his heart was in turmoil, Xiao Qimo's face was still calm, and his dark eyes were so deep that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking, "King Qi's old subordinates?"

(End of this chapter)