Before everyone could pay attention, Mo Beichen closed his eyes again and opened them, at this moment, the blue lines on his forehead had completely disappeared, and the color of his eyes returned to the original clear amber color.

"Alright. You can sit down and rest for a while, and your right hand can still move, right? Eat something first, there are still a few steamed buns left on the table. ”

Mo Beichen whispered to Hua Rong, his expression was rare and gentle.

Hua Rong looked at Mo Beichen blankly, his eyes were round, and there was something flashing in it, and his appearance was a little funny.

After comforting the sick number, Mo Beichen took out a towel from his sleeve, wiped his hands slowly and methodically, and then threw it away.

He smiled at Hua Rong and said, "Let's see how Big Brother solves these stupid dogs." ”

Then the sound came to my ears, and only Hua Rong heard it: "Eat quickly, let's run immediately when I'm done." and they shall pay the account. ”

Hua Rong nodded obediently, then picked up the bun and nibbled on it.

At the same time, I thought in my heart, Chenchen is so good, knowing that I have a lot of physical exertion in fighting, and he still leaves so much food for me.

I wanted to give him a bright smile back.

Mo Beichen didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing that he was obedient, he squinted his eyes with satisfaction.

Then, he turned around, his eyes turned to an astonishing fierceness, and his original appearance of being as sick as a plague chicken was gone, and at this time he exuded a hidden majesty, making the five people in front of him feel a nameless oppression.

The big man barely suppressed the blood in his heart, raised his frizzy eyebrows and scolded angrily: "You are a little sick chicken, you dare to make a big deal in front of the uncle, is it too itchy, I want the uncles to you well." ”

Mo Beichen's face was not angry, his eyes were bent, and he actually smiled lightly.

With this smile, everyone held their breath and fixed their bodies, or stopped the movement of their hands.

The jade-faced scholar's eyelids jumped, and he seemed to have nothing to do on the surface, but he secretly screamed in his heart.

This young man with a dark yellow face has stayed quietly in the corner since the time they met, and there is no true qi emanating from his body, giving people the impression that he is a thin scholar with no martial arts.

In this world, anyone who does not see the true qi on his body is either an ordinary person, or a master whose martial arts have entered the realm of Dacheng and tends to be congenitally perfect. In the hundreds of years of martial arts, there are very few such masters, and even if there are, they are white-haired martial arts celebrities, or ancestors who grow grass by the tomb.

Of course, there is also a kind of person who is able to hide the true qi in his body because he has practiced some kind of wonderful kung fu. However, these people are basically mysterious families or sects that live in seclusion in the rivers and lakes. Their mental formulas are unique, they don't want to reveal them to the world, and they have no quarrel with the world, because they often hide their internal forces and pretend to be ordinary people.

This young man, no matter which of the latter two, is not to be messed with. Just looking at the appearance of his smiling hand makes people feel intimidated. It seems that this time it really kicked the iron plate.

A smile wakes up the dreamer.

Qi Shibao has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, in addition to his good kung fu and left and right means, his natural cruelty and cunning are also one of the reasons. In a short period of time, he estimated the general situation of his opponent, and his heart suddenly retreated.

However, the big man obviously didn't have this kind of mental strength, so he squinted his eyes and turned his double knives, and said with a smile: "You little girl." I can't imagine that you can laugh once and be a little amorous, uncle. Let the uncle last time, and the uncle promises to spare the two of you. ”

The smile on Mo Beichen's face became brighter and brighter, and the half-high sun outside was eclipsed.

The people watching the play next to them only felt a little chill in their hearts, this young man is not easy to deal with, Zhao Gou is brushing the tiger's beard.

However, in addition to being frightened, everyone was also a little surprised.

When this young man didn't smile, he was as stiff as a wooden sculpture, but this smile made his face, which was so dark yellow that he couldn't see it, brightened a little, and the temperament on his body actually had an indescribable taste.

"If there's anything else you want to say, go ahead. Mo Beichen opened his mouth coldly, calm and relaxed.

"you. Lao Tzu is really going to kidnap you back. "The big man who was originally just pretending to anger his opponent is now serious in his heart.

As soon as his mind moved, the two double knives in his hands suddenly retracted the blades and swung forward, and the "Double Soul Knife" Zhao thought about using the knife handle to stun this sick scholar.

"Brother Zhao, don't-"

Before the words fell, Qi Shibao immediately covered his head like cold water, trembling all over.

The people with eyes on the second floor were frozen like ice at that moment, and there was only one thought in their hearts - terrible.

Before everyone could see it clearly, the young man's blue and gray sleeves waved, and there was only one move.

Brush Brush Brush ...... Zhao Gou took six steps back, and the double knives turned back delicately to resist, and before he fell in one breath, the two knives were shattered, and his body fell seven feet away, and the blood in his mouth spurted upward.

"Brother Zhao......" Qi Shibao was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he screamed sadly, looked at Mo Beichen, and saw that he was smiling at himself.

"Oooo

The three people who were originally on the same front as him all fell in front of him, their eyes were closed, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and they seemed to have fainted or even died.

Qi Shibao's legs could no longer be lifted, as if he was stuck in the mud, and he could only sink, with his pounding heart.

Sitting on the ground, Qi Shibao was in a cold sweat, holding up the fan and trying to climb but couldn't move, an invisible force tightly suppressed his body.

"Don't worry, I don't like to kill. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, although people are good and bad, but they are always a life, and it is not in line with my principles to kill people casually. I'm not a good person, so I'm not qualified to kill evil people. Today I will only give you a lesson that I will never forget. ”

The young man approached slowly, still smiling shallowly, and Qi Shibao only realized at this time that there was a frightening coldness in the young man's eyes, and there was no emotion at all.

"Uhhh

Qi Shibao's pupils widened, and he let out a hoarse scream, twisting painfully on the ground, and fainted in pain after a few convulsions.

As soon as the young man's fingers were raised, his life point was stabbed by a domineering true qi, and he didn't pierce it, but his life was still there. However, the cultivation of the past few decades has poured like water bursting an embankment, and this kind of pain is like a thousand knives cutting the heart, and the pain is extremely painful. Even if he didn't die, he was just a broken body.

Seeing the five people who were arrogant just now lying on the ground in a few moments, almost like dead corpses, and the guests who were still conscious were all shocked, and they were glad that they had not been involved in this dispute.

The second floor was so quiet that the needles could be heard, and the two gray-clothed men who were standing clenched the scabbards on their hips, as if the blue faint knife light appeared as soon as there was a movement, but the beads of sweat on the corners of their foreheads fell uneasily along the hairline.

The purple-clothed man in the back was expressionless, and the sharpness in his eyes was faintly threatening.

The man in Tsing Yi pursed the corners of his mouth, drawing a faint arc, and the slender fingers in his sleeves had been pinched into a sword trick, covering all directions, ready to float out at any time.

Su Yi's father-in-law Wu's expression was the most shocked. The young man who offended Wen Tun yesterday was actually a hidden master. This person doesn't know if it's evil or not, if he blames himself, then what should he do, Your Majesty's safety is the most important, and you have to protect Your Majesty with all your life.

Just as he was thinking, the young man's gaze just fell on his face. seemed to see through his thoughts, and the young man's face seemed to be smiling, very ambiguous.

"Whoa—"

A sudden hiccup broke the silence on the second floor.

At the same time, "Da Da-" Footsteps sounded on the stairs downstairs, presumably knowing that the melee on the second floor had ended, and the juniors were in a hurry to settle the bill.

Mo Beichen hurriedly stopped laughing, picked up the burden on the seat, pulled Hua Rong, who was choked on steamed bun crumbs and was drinking herbal tea, and shouted: "Run, I'm here." ”

Hua Rong swallowed the tea, tucked the only two remaining steamed buns on the table into his arms with his right hand, and then took Mo Beichen's hand, and the two flew away outside the Chaoyang platform.

The two disappeared, the chubby shopkeeper with an abacus in his hand and the two handsome little two who were silent just arrived on the second floor, looking at the mess all over the place, the shopkeeper's shrewd eyes turned around, and estimated that the person who should settle the account had run away, and said angrily: "Bring me cold water." Today this account will be paid by a few people on earth. Our store does not accept any loss. ”

The juniors began to clean up the battlefield.

The matter was finally over, and everyone wiped a cold sweat. The two of them "stayed together" and then "flew away", saying that they were okay, I am afraid that no one would believe them. However, these two people are very powerful, but they have not heard of the names of these two people on the rivers and lakes, it seems that this martial arts conference is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

People who are lucky have begun to make up their minds, this martial arts conference must be cautious, don't be strong in everything, and put patience first. The jade-faced scholar Qi Shibao is the best lesson.

……

Mo Junyan looked at the place where the two disappeared just now, and said in a low voice, "What do you think?"

Xia Lingran stretched out his five fingers and held the teacup to play: "The injured one's skill can reach Wen Er, as for the other person, ......"

He paused, his gaze lost in thought: "It seems that no one is invincible. ”

Gonggong Wu sighed, and a sluggish look appeared on his well-maintained face: "The old slave is really blind, and he almost led out an enemy for the old man." ”

The gray-clothed Humanities and Wen Er tightened their faces, and their eyes were full of shame.

Wen Yi, who rarely speaks, sounded as hoarse as an ancient bell: "The two subordinates work together, and only two percent are sure that they can narrowly defeat that person." ”

Wen Er said: "This person's body is weird, there are no moves in martial arts, and he is almost back to the point of returning to the basics, and he is definitely not a human being." ”

Mo Junyan was silent, Wen Yiwen and Wen Er were his royal guards for many years, and his skills were still above the shadow of the sky, if they asserted, it would be eight or nine out of ten. This young man has an ordinary appearance, but he has a good body, and depending on his way of doing things, he has his own principles, both good and evil. It would be great if you could take it for your own use. Besides—there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in this young man.

"Look, check the bottom of the man. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xia Lingran stroked the rim of the cup, and there was a faint doubt in her eyes. That look is very familiar.

The young man's eyes just now were as cold as ice, but they seemed to be watching from the sidelines, and this look seemed to have been seen before.

Xia Lingran's thoughts suddenly came to mind, and that impressive memory floated to her eyes from a distant corner.

Many years ago, Liaoting Palace, that forbidden child, Mo Beichen.

That night, he lay quietly on the huge bed, and his weak body seemed to dissipate at the touch of it. The Imperial Doctor said that he was absolutely hopeless, and he would not be as lucky as he had been a few times before.

Although the imperial doctors knew that the prince was not favored, they healed the child very carefully. He once specially instructed them to cure if they can, and if they can't, they will be cured.

They also probably knew what the role of this child was, and such pain should have been suffered by another favored prince.

However, they all miss the smiling and gentle queen, and feel sorry for the child who the queen tried her life to preserve. They took pity on the little prince who had been suffering in the palace, so if they could cure it, it became their creed to bother to save this child.

Finally, when the doctors said that it could not be cured.

I still remember that when the oldest Imperial Physician Qin sighed and said "evil", it was as if something was blocking his heart.

hates him, just because he was bought with his lives by his two most respected relatives. Although these faults are the sins of the adults and have nothing to do with him.

To hate him is to give yourself a reason to hate.

Perhaps, he is just a container of hatred, carrying the remorse, powerlessness, and lack of skill of the emperor and himself.

As a result, these feelings of hatred have a place to pour out, and they can survive normally.

Who is at fault?

Who are the workers of iniquity?

That night, in front of his bed, he kept thinking about himself, but there was no answer. Who is selfish?

While thinking hard, he lay on the bed breathing weakly, and stared straight at himself with a pair of amber eyes.

That look was peculiar. It is pure curiosity and scrutiny, mixed with a trace of depression and helplessness, and there is no resentment.

He has always been stupid and mediocre in qualifications. He became his wife and would meet every day. When they meet, there will be some cringe and fear in his eyes, as if he was born with it.

However, at that moment, there were no such things in his eyes, and his eyes were not like his usual ones.

Maybe it was because he saw himself looking back at him indifferently, and there was actually some gratitude in his eyes, was he grateful for someone to accompany him through his last death?

Then, he looked away, breathing more faintly, like the flickering candlelight on a tabletop candlestick, which would be extinguished if he was not careful.

He looked at the top of the bed, ignoring himself here, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts.

His eyes at that time were as cold as ice, without the slightest emotion, as if the soul was watching all this coldly.

I was shocked for a moment, and this look was definitely not what a child could have.

When he tried to see clearly, his eyes were closed and his breathing stopped.

Called the Imperial Doctor, the Imperial Physician shook his head.

However, when he was pretending to be a funeral, he suddenly woke up, and although he couldn't speak, he was indeed alive again.

He was a strong kid.

The Imperial Physician touched his head and said to himself as he slept.

Since then, when he was critically ill, he never went to see him again, as if he was running away from something.

After that, I recalled that look and guessed to myself that maybe it was just a momentary illusion, or maybe it was a deviation in my understanding.

However, today, a similar look will appear on another person.

……

Noticing that Xia Lingran's gaze was not as calm as usual, Gonggong Wu called lightly: "Second master, second master, the time is almost up, we should leave for the Shen family." ”

Xia Lingran suppressed his thoughts, smiled faintly, and said: "Once you enter the Shen family, it is as deep as the sea, and everything is no better than in the palace." ”

Gonggong Wu's old face was pale, and he replied respectfully: "The old slave knows." ”

Mo Junyan said in a deep voice: "Let's go." ”

"Yes!" Wu Gonggong and Wen Yiwen replied at the same time.

Mo Beichen, who was grabbed by Hua Rong's big hand and ran on the roof, stopped after running for two or three miles, sat down and said to Hua Rong: "It's almost." They don't see anyone, and they won't come for it. ”

Hua Rong sat down and smiled: "Take advantage of this time, I will eat up these steamed buns on my body first." ”

Mo Beichen suddenly wanted to pat Hua Rong's head, just like the "big stomach" of the family dog No. 1 who liked to hold bones instead of gnawing on steamed buns.

However, seeing that he was eating attentively, Mo Beichen sighed, thinking that this child had really been a beggar for a long time.

Then, I lowered my head and pulled the grass on the wall by the eaves and wondered, I came out with enough silver tickets, not to mention that the store was opened by myself. What's the harm in being hacked by your own store once?

However, it is also good to be able to keep the silver ticket from leaving his side.

It's shameless to take it away and then come back. Anyway, the silver of those wicked people is naturally milled by those of us who are even more evil, and the punishment of the bad people also punishes their wallets.

After thinking about it, he also relieved himself to indulge in this escape.

However, he thought that he had just been arrogant in front of the emperor and Xia Lingran, and wondered if he was used to being bullied, and he wanted to counterattack at every opportunity (this counterattack was not the other counterattack), and thought that he would behave himself well.

It's easy to get burned. Now they can only rely on their ability to recognize themselves after the transformation and disguise, otherwise there will definitely be no good fruit to eat, and maybe they will die again.

Hey~ Steady, I want to be steady, as steady as the emperor's old bastard.

Pulling up the wall grass, Mo Beichen criticized himself for a while.

Turning his head to Hua Rong, who was holding a steamed bun and gnawing happily, he said: "You and I know each other once it is fate." However, there is no feast in the world, the green mountains are not there, the green water always flows, and you don't see you when you look up. Let's say goodbye. I'll see you in the future. ”

"What. Hua Rong bit half of the steamed bun and stared at Mo Beichen with wide eyes, looking disrespectful.

"I have important things to do, and it's really inconvenient for me to walk with you. Mo Beichen explained in a soft tone.

"No, you and I are husbands and brothers, of course, we live together and die together. How can I leave you alone? Hua Rong is not a tendon after all, and when he saw that Mo Beichen's face was about to change, he hurriedly changed his words.

"You're thinking too much. A manly man is destined to be alone. Mo Beichen replied with a headache.

"But, what if I want to see you, Chenchen, don't you want to see me again?" Hua Rong pitifully leaned over and buried it in Mo Beichen's neck.

Mo Beichen hurriedly stopped his approaching big face, thought for a moment, and then said with a serious face: "Don't call me 'Chenchen' again in the future." Call me Big Brother or Ning Chen. I'll go to Shen's house to find acquaintances for a while, and if there's something, I'll look for me there, but be careful not to let people find out, and don't say it's looking for me if I find out. Well, you take this money first, and don't let me know that you haven't taken a shower for half a year. ”

Mo Beichen lowered his head and took out the money bag from the inner pocket in his arms with difficulty, not noticing the light that suddenly flashed in Hua Rong's eyes after hearing the word "Shen family".

Pulling out two hundred taels of silver tickets from the money bag, Mo Beichen generously handed them to Hua Rong, and instructed carefully: "Don't spend money randomly, don't make trouble, don't talk nonsense." ”

Remembering that the entanglement with the jade-faced scholar and others began because of Hua Rong's few inappropriate words, Mo Beichen was very worried about Hua Rong's ability to cause trouble, and couldn't help but give more advice when saying goodbye.

Hua Rong swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns in his hand, and clenched Mo Beichen's hand with the money ticket, his eyes were full of affection and reluctance: "Chen, if you think of me, shout a few more 'Ah Rong', and I will definitely appear in front of you." ”

Mo Beichen took out his hand and patted Hua Rong's head, and laughed silently: "Your wound is not healed, there are two boxes of medicine here, remember the white compress for the waist injury and the black one for the arm." Don't waste these medicines, at least they can be used for two or three years. I can't use it now, so I'll keep it for later. ”

"Hmm. Hua Rong was holding the silver ticket and medicine, and there was something flashing in her eyes.

Mo Beichen put away his burden, patted his pants behind him, and waved goodbye: "I'm in a hurry." See you later. ”

Under the roof is a small alley at the corner of the street, and as soon as Mo Beichen's words fell, the figure had already fallen to the ground.

Looking back at the still silly Hua Rong on the roof, Mo Beichen walked away quickly, and soon disappeared into the crowd on the corner.

Watching the long and light figure leave, Hua Rong took a deep breath, and there was a unique fragrance left by the person in the air around him, refreshing people without knowing it.

His departing smile had a faint warmth and brightness, such a thing that I really wanted to collect for the rest of my life.

Hooking her lips and smiling, Hua Rong carefully took the thing into her arms and stood up, her sturdy body shining in the sunlight.

Hua Rong's eyes were blazing and he looked somewhere to the west, and his handsome face showed a faint smile. Now, too, it's time to go home.