Cen Kexuan was stunned for a long time, and finally closed the window and sat at the table alone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It wasn't until the night breeze blew that she shuddered and suddenly came back to her senses, then she slapped the table and began to be annoyed: Who was the man in black last night? Is it dead or alive at the moment? And how did Chu Li's injury come about? What does it have to do with Bai Moyin?

In the end, not a single question was answered.

The mood suddenly became irritable, and he walked around the house, and finally he was really helpless, so he had to count the silver taels on his body. The bag that was stolen by the thief had been recaptured, and thinking about the recent contact with the affairs, she could probably guess the value of her silver, at most, she could only eat a few good meals, and after thinking about it like this, she told herself in her heart that she had to save some money in the future.

He put away the silver, took out the dagger on his body and examined it again, picked up a rag and wiped the sword on the side of the table, followed by the scabbard, and then put it close to his body again. After being so busy for a while, I couldn't find anything to do, so I walked around the house a few more times alone, and before I knew it, I stepped out of the door.

Just a few steps out of the yard, I faintly heard the sound of wheels. She searched for her voice, and happened to meet the dart convoy carrying the boxes out of the inn, and the few people who had been eating and chatting in the front hall stood on one side, shouting at the others to carry the cart. The sound of the wheels rolling became extremely thick and deep, but the faces of those people had a relaxed look, and they were relieved that the darts were about to end.

The car slashed across the ground, leaving a lot of marks, so heavy, what could be inside the box?

She turned sideways to get out of the way, and the group of people left one after another, and a small voice from a shopkeeper in the corner complained in her ear: "Such a heavy thing has crushed the ground." Cen Kexuan turned his head to look at him, the shopkeeper was startled, smiled at her embarrassedly, and immediately slipped out to work.

The courtyard soon fell silent. It was already night, and the voices gradually faded a lot, and she paced slowly and aimlessly, and unconsciously arrived in front of Bai Moyin's house. The door opens slightly, and through the crack, you can see the shadows of the windows on the floor of the house, and the dim light and shadow reflect the mottled and chaotic traces.

Thinking about it, he should be in the house at this time, and he doesn't know what he's doing. Cen Kexuan thought in his heart, wanting to raise his feet, but suddenly stopped.

-- Don't be delusional, let alone be sentimental. The evening breeze is cool, so let's go back to the house.

She turned around and was about to leave, still wearing her short shirt, and when the cool breeze blew, she couldn't help but wince and sneeze slightly. Before she could take a few steps, the sound of the door opening behind her came to a halt. His eyes flickered, and as far as the eye could see, crimson flowers spread all over the ground.

"Now that you're at the door, why don't you come in and sit down?" A flat voice came from behind him.

She took a deep breath: she really couldn't escape it.

When I turned around, I saw the man standing under the eaves in white, one hand still on the door, the green silk hanging on his shoulder, his expression was elegant, and he was a little leisurely. She laughed dryly and hilared, "I thought you weren't there." Bai Moyin also seemed to be amused by her reason: "It's already night, this inn is so big, where else can I go?" ”

Cen Kexuan was speechless, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered what he wanted to say: "That...... Thank you for the soothing tea. ”

Bai Moyin smiled slightly, and did not deny it.

She turned her face slightly uncomfortably, thought for a moment, and said, "And my hand." She raised her palm wrapped in gauze, winked and smiled, "Thank you for this too." But this is from the heart, and there is nothing artificial.

Bai Moyin looked behind her and saw that there was no one else, so he said with some amusement: "So you came to thank me?" ”

Of course not. If you tell the truth, at least during the time when Fang Cai, her mind was full of him, and she was trying to maintain a seemingly relaxed smile at the moment, but it had already made her exert her strength. She thought to herself: this is not right. It shouldn't be like this. In any case, this person must not be allowed to sway her emotions.

Bai Moyin saw that her face was blue and white, and she didn't ask much, only turned sideways slightly and said, "Come in and sit for a while." ”

She hesitated, but walked slowly into the house.

The room is similar to the place where she lives, all of them are the same pattern, the bed curtains, tables and chairs are no different, and the window is a pot of podocarpus pines, green and quiet, which has not yet grown, but it is already full of pride. But I don't know if it's her illusion, I always feel that everything in this room seems more elegant.

The direction here is to the west, and there are mottled shadows under the evening moon, and dust floats in the air. There was a letter on the table by the window, Cen Kexuan was far away, and only faintly saw the handwriting of the woman, obviously the woman's handwriting, but suddenly stopped, and immediately retracted his gaze.

"Even if you don't see him as an enemy, one day, he won't let you go." Chu Li's words kept lingering in her ears, causing all her movements to come to an abrupt halt.

He is Bai Moyin, the second son of Yujing Villa, once recognized by the world as the world's number one master, the most proud heir of Bai Liancheng in the legend, and a well-known figure in the martial arts. Chu Li once said that there are only two causes of death for the most people in the rivers and lakes, one of which is to block the way of others, so they have to get rid of it quickly. The second is that they are too curious and know things they shouldn't know.

Bai Moyin's identity is so special, I am afraid that some things are definitely not something that she can touch at will. Martial arts masters still know how to restrain themselves in order to protect themselves, let alone her?

"Curious?" Bai Moyin then came in and saw her eyes fall on the letter.

Cen Kexuan immediately shook his head like a rattle before he could think about it, and the next moment, he was shocked in his heart: she was too obvious! Because she remembered the purpose of going north, she was wary of Bai Moyin from the beginning, and unintentionally, it seemed that there was no silver here.

"I have a friend who told me that it's better to ask less about things that don't concern me." She couldn't help but explain.

Bai Moyin nodded after hearing this, and commented: "Your friend cares about you very much. This was said very plainly, Cen Kexuan couldn't hear the emotion, so he said to himself: "My parents died when I was a child, I have no relatives and no reason, I am alone in Ziyun Palace, and my martial arts are also mediocre, so I must be cautious in order to save my life." After finishing speaking, he secretly glanced at him again, and saw that his face was still calm, calm and unpredictable, and his heart moved, and he suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I feel that when I first met Gongzi, I felt a sense of déjà vu, just like an old man." ”

Bai Moyin was originally holding the teapot and making tea, and had been listening to her carefully but not committal, but at this moment, he suddenly paused for some reason: "Oh? I don't know which old person is like a girl? ”

This time, Cen Kexuan was also stunned.

Mo Yin's demeanor, how can anyone compare with him? Her face was flushed, and she didn't dare to say what she thought in her heart, so she had to hesitate and couldn't say a word. Bai Moyin retracted Fang Cai's gaze, pushed the brewed cup of tea in front of her, and said lightly: "Actually, people in the world are much the same. Don't Miss Shum think so? ”

Cen Kexuan was dumbfounded for a moment, not understanding why he said this. There are thousands of people in this world, how many people can make a name for themselves at a young age? How can "the same thing" be said in one sentence? She never knew that Mo Yingongzi, who was praised by the world, would say this about himself.

"As far as I know, Miss Cen entered the Ziyun Palace at the age of eight, and she was very favored by the palace master, how could the girl say that she had no relatives and no reason? Wouldn't it be better than the Purple Cloud Palace Lord's intentions. Bai Moyin said slowly.

Cen Kexuan was stunned for a moment: she was obviously taken in and taken care of by the Lord of Ziyun Palace, but she was lonely and helpless when she opened her mouth, and when she thought about it carefully, she really didn't know what to do. Suddenly embarrassed, he was embarrassed, unconsciously wringing his fingers, and his lips were bitten red. Bai Moyin's eyes were obviously calm and unwavering, but Cen Kexuan felt like a sharp sword.

Finally, the man looked away from her, pushed the brewed tea in front of her, and said softly, "If you don't drink it again, the tea will be cold." With that, he stood up alone, and turned his back on her to face out the window, leaving her with only a back.

Cen Kexuan's eyes went from gloomy to happy, but at this moment, they suddenly darkened again, his mouth opened, and he didn't say anything after all.