On this night, a total of three waves of people came, all warriors, the worst Xiaocheng in the outer realm, and the strongest in the outer realm.

However, all of them were left in the small courtyard by Chen Mo, and the corpses were piled up in the corner of the small courtyard.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and fortunately, neither side wanted to make too much noise to avoid disturbing the interference of secular forces, so the other people in the small courtyard didn't know anything at all, even Yan Qicheng, who was the main owner, didn't know at all, and slept until dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning, the door of the small courtyard was suddenly opened, and five or six black-clothed men walked in expressionlessly, quietly carrying the corpses into a van, and even the blood stains were cleaned.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged in the Spirit Gathering Array, and did not come forward to stop him, he knew that these people were just some porters, and he didn't know anything.

Ten minutes later, the courtyard returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened, leaving only a puddle of water stains, proving that the dozen or so lives had completed their last journey here!

At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Mo opened his eyes and finished his cultivation, he heard someone getting up in the bedroom, in order to avoid embarrassment, he walked out of the room and went outside to buy breakfast.

"Sangsang, why are you pale?haven't you slept well?" Yan Qingcheng asked with concern in the bedroom.

Sang Sang coughed and said with a smile: "It's okay, it may be a cold, and it will be fine in two days." ”

Yan Tingcheng was unaware of last night's thrilling killing: "Well, I sound like Chen Mo has gone out, isn't he already on vacation?

Sang Sang recalled Chen Mo's god-like figure last night, as well as the cold killing intent, and suddenly felt a chill in her back, when she first came, she didn't give Chen Mo a good look, and threatened Chen Mo more than once, thinking about Sang Sang felt scared for a while.

"That person last night, is it really Chen Mo?" Sang Sang felt that he seemed to have an illusion, and he really couldn't associate the killing god last night with the somewhat quiet teenager he saw for the first time.

Sang Sang really didn't know how to answer Yan Tingcheng's strange question, pondered for a while, and said, "Maybe because he is a martial artist, he must maintain the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early!"

"Oh, that's just right for us, you go out and lock the door, and he will come in suddenly. Yan Chengcheng curled up in the newly bought futon, only revealing a beautiful head and said, there is no heating in this room, she is just an ordinary person, and she feels too cold.

As a martial artist, Sang Sang has a strong ability to adapt to the outside environment, but he doesn't feel cold, and when he heard this, he quickly put on his clothes and walked out to lock the door.

Yan Tingcheng sat up at this time, his arrogant heart, the cartoon fox pattern on the pink lining on the top was very cute, if Chen Mo saw this scene, he would definitely be stunned, and he never imagined that under Yan Tingcheng's cold appearance, he was actually wearing a cartoon pattern lining.

The two women in the room began to wash and dress up, Chen Mo did not buy breakfast immediately after going out, but wandered on the street, he knew that women from getting up to going out, they might only need to walk a few steps to complete, but the complicated process in the middle would take at least half an hour.

Chen Mo calculated the time, and waited for Yan Chengcheng and the two of them to get up and dress up before buying soy milk and buns and returning to the room.

There was a faint aroma in the room, which was very good.

Handing the breakfast to Sangsang, Chen Mo took out another Peiyuan Pill and handed it to Sangsang: "Eat it, it's good for you!"

Sang Sang knew the extraordinaryness of this pill just by looking at the Peiyuan Pill, and looked at Chen Mo's eyes, full of gratitude.

"I have something to go out, you can do it yourself!" Chen Mo said lightly, turned around and left.

Yan Qingcheng didn't say anything, but Sang Sang suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, let Miss follow you!"

Yan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Sang Sang and frowned slightly and asked, "Why should I follow him?"

Sang Sang wanted to tell the story of those assassins last night, but he was worried about scaring Yan Qingcheng, so he had to say: "I'm a little unwell, I'm afraid I can't protect Miss, you follow Chen Mo, he can protect your safety!"

After seeing Chen Mo's strength, Sang Sang knew that Yan Tingcheng was far safer than following Chen Mo, not to mention that now that he was injured and needed to breathe.

Yan Chengcheng looked at Sang Sang suspiciously, then at Chen Mo, who was expressionless, and nodded a little reluctantly: "Okay, I'll follow him!"

Chen Mo also had a headache, he had to go out to run errands, and he was surrounded by such a stunning beauty as Yan Tingcheng, I was afraid that he would be in constant trouble.

But he understood that Sang Sang needed to breathe, and if an assassin attacked at this time, Yan Qicheng would definitely die!

"Then come with me!" Chen Mo glanced at Yan Chengcheng helplessly, feeling that this was a burden!

If Yan Tingcheng knew that some men thought she was a burden, I don't know if she would be angry, and I don't know how many rich sons and brothers in Yanjing begged to see Yan Tingcheng.

Out of the small courtyard of the urban village, Chen Mo stopped a taxi and went to his cheap apprentice's residence.

Fifteen minutes away, Chen Mo found that the middle-aged driver secretly looked at Yan Chengcheng forty-five times from the rearview mirror, an average of three times per minute.

After getting out of the car, Chen Mo suddenly stared at Yan Qingcheng and frowned slightly.

Yan Chengcheng was apprehensive when he looked at him, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Chen Mo thought for a while and said, "When you go out in the future, you should bring those glasses!"

After speaking, Chen Mo turned around and walked forward.

The corners of Yan Qingcheng's mouth curved a little, and for some reason, a trace of pride rose in his heart: "I thought you were a wood, it seems that your vision is still very normal!"

Chasing Chen Mo briskly towards the dilapidated residential building, Yan Chengcheng didn't notice that the few men who saw her smile just now were looking sluggish at the moment, as if they had lost their souls.

A boy who was awakened by his girlfriend twisting his ears sighed in his heart: "A smile is in the city, and then a smile is in the country, it's her!"

With his strong memory, Chen Mo directly found the door of the old man's house, knocked on the door, and Chen Mo and Yan Chengcheng waited side by side.

When he opened the door, he was still wearing the Taoist robe, and when he saw Chen Mo, the old Dao's face suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Disciple, meet the master!" the old man bowed.

Yan Chengcheng looked at Chen Mo with some astonishment, and exclaimed, "You have accepted all the apprentices?"

Chen Mo nodded, didn't explain to her, and walked straight into the house.

Lao Dao got up and saw Yan Chengcheng who followed Chen Mo into the house, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while, but he soon came to his senses.

Chen Mo nodded secretly, expressing satisfaction with Lao Dao's concentration.

Lao Dao poured a cup of tea for Chen Mo and Yan Chengcheng, stood aside respectfully, and asked, "Master, dare to ask if this is a master?"

Yan Tingcheng's face turned red, and she couldn't help but glance at Lao Dao, looking at this old man who was several years older than his father standing aside respectfully, calling himself a master, she felt weird.

Chen Mo just drank the tea in his mouth, and suddenly spit it back into the cup, coughed lightly, glared at Lao Dao, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, she is ......"

Suddenly, Chen Mo paused, he didn't know how to introduce Yan Tingcheng, maybe it was not wrong to call Shi Niang. After a while, he continued: "She's a friend of mine. ”

Friends? Just friends?

Yan Tingcheng looked at Chen Mo, and there was a feeling of loss in her heart, which even she was slightly stunned, she didn't like Chen Mo, and she never regarded Chen Mo as his fiancé, but when she heard Chen Mo say that she was just his friend, why was there a faint sense of loss?