The two of them were about to settle the bill after they were full of tea and food, and suddenly felt a cold breath at the door, this breath was the aura of a person with profound internal skills, and even Xiao Mo'er, who didn't understand martial arts, felt it. The two looked at the door together, only to see a man in black walk in.

Shen Biao suddenly felt bad, "Miss, let's sit down for a while!" he said and pulled Xiao Mo'er and sat down with his back to the door. Xiao Mo'er was very curious, who was this person? Why did Shen Biao retreat? But seeing Shen Biao's nervous appearance, Xiao Mo'er decided to go back to the Lin Mansion and ask again. Shen Biao looked back from time to time, and saw the man in black sitting down at the door, and called Xiao Er to order a few dishes and a pot of wine. By this time, most of the people who had eaten breakfast had dispersed, and there were few people left in the hall. Xiao Mo'er muttered in her heart, this person actually drank early in the morning, what a drunkard.

Because of this person's cold atmosphere, the people in the hall hurriedly dispersed after breakfast, leaving only Xiao Mo'er and Shen Biao still sitting in the corner of the hall, Xiao Er carefully waiting.

The man in black only ate a few bites of food and kept drinking, but this man drank so elegantly that it made people feel like they were drinking tea. After a while, the man in black still poured himself wine in an orderly manner, and then took it up and tasted it slowly. Xiao Mo'er has been working here for an hour, she can't stand it anymore, and whispers to Shen Biao: "It's been so long, when are we leaving?" Shen Biao had been staring at the man in black carefully, but this staring was not with his eyes, but with his ears. If he always looked back, I am afraid that he would have been discovered long ago. "Young Master, you wait a little longer. Shen Biao responded to Xiao Mo'er with a mosquito-like voice, Xiao Mo'er didn't hear it clearly at all, but fortunately looked at the mouth shape and understood a thing or two. But the man in black at the door heard it clearly. Those who practice martial arts are deaf and clear-sighted, and no matter how small the voice is within a hundred meters, they can hear every word. The man in black elegantly placed the wine glass on the table. "Xiao Er checks out. Little War II ran over tremblingly. "Guest officer, there are ....... in total" Before Xiao Er finished speaking, the man threw a few pieces of broken silver and walked out. Xiao Er hurriedly put it into his arms, watched the man in black leave, and exhaled softly, as if relieved. Shen Biao's expression at this time was no different from Xiao Er.

Xiao Mo'er looked at Shen Biao in confusion: "Shen Biao, do you know this person?"

Shen Biao didn't answer, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. "Young master, let's go back to the house as soon as possible. Xiao Mo'er looked at him like this, guessed the identity of the person, and nodded in agreement. After settling the account, I decided to go back to the Lin Mansion first. After leaving the inn, they walked through a street, and in front of them was a deserted path, and the two of them walked in a hurry. Suddenly, a figure with his back to him flashed in front of him, obviously the man in black who had just been in the Fugui Teahouse. Shen Biao trembled, and then his whole body tensed, making a state of preparation. The man in black turned around slowly, did not raise his head, and the green silk on his forehead fluttered with the wind, and at this time there was no cold before. Who knew that Shen Biao was even more nervous.

"Hahahahaha....." The man in black laughed maniacally and raised his head. Xiao Mo'er had the opportunity to look at this person carefully. I was stunned at a glance. "Moyun, have you crossed over too?"

The appearance of this cold man in front of him is very similar to Xiao Mo'er's first love in his previous life, and he is also the only lover.

The man in black was stunned when he heard this, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know me?"

Shen Biao hurriedly stepped forward and protected Xiao Mo'er behind him: "Young Master, how do you know him?"

But Xiao Mo'er didn't pay attention to it, walked past Shen Biao, stepped forward, and looked at the man in black carefully, except for the long hair, the classical black clothes were not Mo Yun himself? (Xiao Chengcheng's analysis: Mo Yun is Xiao Mo'er's first boyfriend in the 21st century, but this man doesn't really love Xiao Mo'er, they are only together because Mo Yun made a bet with his friend.) When Xiao Mo'er inadvertently knew all this, it was also the end of the two. In other words, it's a bloody plot! Today's boys always treat their feelings as child's play. ）

The face of the man in black became more and more gloomy, and there was a delicate little student who looked at him so indifferently, he took two steps back suddenly, and when Xiao Mo'er was still stunned, he condensed his internal force and hit Xiao Mo'er with a fierce palm.

"Young master, be careful!" Shen Biao shouted, flew forward and pushed Xiao Mo'er away, but the man in black was too fast, and a palm hit Shen Biao's chest. Shen Biao staggered back a few steps, barely standing firm. Xiao Mo'er hurriedly got up from the ground: "Shen Biao, are you okay?"

Shen Biao secretly swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, shook his head at Xiao Mo'er, turned his head to the man in black and said, "Yang Moyun, we will count our grievances, don't hurt my young master." ”

The man in black known as Yang Moyun smiled disdainfully: "Shen Huyuan, seeing that you are protecting this man like this, I'm afraid it's Lin Yihao's son, right? I didn't kill him at the beginning, so it's better to kill his son today." Hahaha......"

Xiao Mo'er was chilled when she heard this, it turned out to be Shen Biao's enemy, but this person had assassinated her father...... Could it be Yang Moyun?

"Are you Yang Moyun, not Moyun?" Xiao Mo'er wanted to confirm a little, because it was too similar.

The corners of Yang Moyun's mouth twitched, almost going crazy, he was really a noisy man: "Yes, I am Yang Moyun, what's wrong with Moyun?"

Xiao Mo'er lowered her head and let out an aggrieved sound, looking like a little daughter-in-law who had been murdered by her husband. Shen Biao and Yang Moyun suddenly felt a row of crows flying overhead. Xiao Mo'er suddenly woke up, and it was just a matter of crossing by herself, how could she even cross Moyun?

"Don't talk nonsense, take your life!" Yang Moyun stopped talking nonsense, and the sword came out of its sheath like a little moer. Shen Biao hurriedly pulled Xiao Mo'er behind him with one hand, and fought against Yang Moyun with his bare hands.

Shen Biao punched Yang Moyun. Poof! Xiao Mo'er accidentally fell to the ground again. Whoosh! The blade of the sword slashed over Mo'er's head. Not good, scratched the hairband that tied the hair. When! hair falls apart. Ahem, I'm sorry, this should be the sound of the hairpin on the head falling to the ground! Don't get me wrong!

Yang Moyun stopped attacking: "Are you a woman?"

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Zicheng is asking for tickets, dear friends, please support Zicheng, let the tickets come more violently, in other words, if you disappoint Zicheng, then Xiaomoer...... Hehe, (Zi Cheng laughs very darkly) Don't blame Zi Cheng for being a stepmother!