Huancheng knew that he had no chance of winning against two, especially against Xu Zhuchen. Now that the conspiracy has been seen through, there is no need to struggle anymore.
He let go of his hands and the dagger in his hand was easily captured. Xiao Mei's sword was still horizontal. She held Qian Qiancheng and dragged him to the chair in front of Xu Zhuchen.
Xu Zhuchen handed over the two cups of tea he had just poured and said calmly: "Tell me, senior, what is your purpose."
Xiao Mei sheathed his sword and sat down at the table. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Before she could swallow the tea, she heard a "plop".
"Xiao...Miss Xiao?"
Xiao Mei suddenly paused - she was well-informed after spending money, so he shouldn't know her name. For the sake of safety, most of Li Fenglong's killers did not have their own names, let alone show their faces; along the way, she and Xu Zhuchen never called each other by their names, and her surname should not have been exposed.
If Huaqiang had said "Miss Zheng", she might have admired Huaqiang's ability to find out information. He had already heard about what happened at Jixiang Hotel a few hours ago, which was really admirable. But he was so sure that the person in front of him was "Miss Xiao", so the situation became a bit strange.
Could it be that spending money is actually related to her past?
Xiao Mei tried hard to find the shadow of the man in front of her in the fragmented memory, but the ridicule in her mind struck her heartstrings over and over again, forcing her to withdraw from the sea of consciousness. She was concentrating on her luck, and before she could use her inner strength to detect the situation of the two people in the room, she felt a burst of cold air suddenly fly in front of her, suddenly creating a line of ice.
The surging internal energy condensed in his eyes, and only then did Xiao Mei see the scene in front of him clearly.
It turned out that the noise just now was caused by Huahua Cheng falling down from his chair and rushing towards Xiao Mei in a few steps. Seeing that she didn't respond, Xu Zhuchen used his quick eyes and quick hands to intercept Hua Cheng and at the same time injected an internal force into her hand.
Seeing that he was agitated, Xiao Mei felt a strange feeling in his heart. She exchanged a look with Xu Zhuchen, stood up, squatted in front of Huan Cheng, and asked, "Senior Hua, do you know me?"
Qian Qiancheng's expression suddenly became a little weird. He noticed that Xiao Mei's eyes were covered with a strange gray mist, and a little bit of cold blue light flickered inside. It was Xu Zhuchen's internal power that allowed her to see.
He looked at Xiao Mei's thin, angular face carefully again, and was sure that he had not mistakenly recognized the person. He tried to hold himself up and said tentatively: "You are Miss Xiao. You and I, many years ago I saw you in Moxi, and then you went to Zhennan, I... spend all my life, and never thought that I would be lucky enough to see Miss Xiao again."
Xu Zhuchen was a little surprised. Qian Qiancheng was always able to look at ease when facing her, but he was so arrogant in front of Xiao Mei. According to her understanding of Li Fenglong's plan, there is no way that Xiao Mei will have any contact with money.
But if according to Qian Qiancheng's statement, they had actually met many years ago, maybe he was related to Xiao Mei's memory.
Despite this, Xu Zhuchen still did not relax his guard. She picked up Zhanlu, walked a few steps behind Xiao Mei, put a hand on her shoulder, and gave her silent support.
Xiao Mei looked back at her with a smile, but when he turned his head, he had a worried look on his face.
She had no impression of the name "Paid for Money" or the face in front of her. But the inner strength Xu Zhuchen gave her allowed her to clearly feel the feelings coming from Qian Qiancheng. His emotions were sincere.
He didn't lie, he didn't act, every word he said was true.
However, Xiao Mei had no impression. Just searching for these past memories in her mind, just looking for those scattered memory fragments, made her head hurt, like it was on fire. Relying on Xu Zhuchen's internal strength, he could calm down a little bit.
Xiao Mei tried his best to calm down and forced himself to ask Qian Qiancheng:
"Senior Hua, I was seriously injured and lost most of my memory. I only have a vague impression of the past you mentioned. Do you remember anything more specific? Can you tell me about it?"
Qian Qiancheng did not raise his head, but Xu Zhuchen was a little nervous, his breathing tightened, and he couldn't help but secretly hold down the sword in his hand. Xiao Mei was affected by Xu Zhuchen's breathing rate and couldn't help but become nervous. But Qian Qian didn't speak for a long time, but Xiao Mei felt a sense of calmness in his heart.
After a long time, Qian Qiancheng raised his head, and his face was covered with tears.
"Miss...Miss Xiao," Qian Qiancheng's voice kept coming, and with the sound of tears falling to the ground, Xiao Mei's heart trembled, "How many years ago was that? I was just a humble mouse in Moxi. A little person...At that time, I met you, and I was saved by you at that time..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but crawl forward on his hands and knees. Xu Zhuchen's Zhanlu was unsheathed, and the silver sword tip passed over Xiao Mei's shoulder, pointing directly at Qian Cheng, and then he stopped his movements.
"Just talk, don't move your hands."
Qian Qiancheng paused for a moment. There was a cold barrier between his past memories and him. The honest and honest expression that he habitually wore on his face has completely disappeared, and his current expression is like a cold monument washed away by tears.
The stone tablet shattered slightly in front of them. Xiao Mei raised his hand, gently pushed Xu Zhuchen's sword away, then stretched out his other hand and took Qian Qiancheng's hand.
"Mr. Hua..., please continue. I'm trying to recall a little more. Zhuchen has no ill intentions, she is just a little worried."
Qian Qiancheng stared at her, his eyes constantly shifting back and forth between their hands. His voice was intermittent and sounded desolate and sad.
"Miss...that was many years ago, that late autumn, at the Wind Chime Inn in Desert West...Miss, you were on the carriage, I...you saved me, you saved me!"
"You pardoned my death penalty, pointed out the direction for me when I was so humble, and rescued me from the rotten quagmire... Ah! Miss Xiao, Miss Xiao! Please, please save me. help me--"
His voice gradually turned into a scream, and his hoarse voice was like cracked silk, which really made Xu Zhuchen's hair stand on end. She originally planned to ask Qian Qiancheng about the plans related to the Shanyin Escort Agency, but looking at his current state, he might not even be able to explain.
She turned to Xiao Mei again. Xiao Mei's expression remained almost unchanged, but in her deep and dim gray eyes, the inner energy of blue and bright red was like a deep whirlpool, tearing her apart and causing her to fall into another fierce and chaotic battle. Struggle.
She squeezed Xiao Mei's shoulder. Xiao Mei was shocked and turned around to look at her. Xu Zhuchen read her surprise from her eyes. She saw that Xiao Mei's body was a little unsustainable, so she separated the two of them forcefully and pulled the money into handfuls.
"Senior Hua," Xu Zhuchen put the Zhanlu in his hand in front of him, his voice calm and firm, "Maybe you believe the story you told, but let me remind you that this Miss Xiao here is not for you to vent your emotions. tool. Next, you should talk to me."
