Xue Muyang made a move, he couldn't tolerate anyone insulting Mo Qingwu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Master He and his subordinates were stunned there, looking at Xue Muyang dressed as a beggar in front of them in disbelief.

The speed was too fast, like a flash of thunder, and few people present could see how Xue Muyang made a move.

Xue Muyang struck a blow, stared at Master He coldly, and said in a deep voice: "This girl doesn't want to be disturbed, do you understand?" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Mo Qingwu, and the fierce color in his eyes instantly faded, revealing a softness like water.

Familiar figure, familiar eyes, whenever he sees her, Xue Muyang will recall that cold night, that kind person......

At that time, it was a harsh winter, and the heavens and the earth were full of wind and snow, and he was not just a disguised Hanako now, but a real homeless Hanako, lying in a deep and dark corner of the city, shivering with cold, without food for three days, and almost on the verge of death.

Prosperity corresponds to loneliness, and luxury reflects poverty. At that time, the city of Antai was full of nobles with thousands of dollars in his pockets, living a life of fine clothes and food, but he was reduced to the streets and suffered from hunger and cold.

Although the harsh winter is cold, his heart is colder than the harsh winter!

The family is dead, helpless, starving for three days and only has the most breath left, for a teenager, I am afraid there is no second way out except to face death.

Xue Muyang was desperate in his heart, and he no longer had a trace of faith in living, but just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a young hand reached out in front of him, the little hand was white and flawless, like a piece of lustrous nephrite, which made people unable to take their eyes off at a glance, Xue Muyang's eyes did not blink, staring at the little hand, and the fragrant pancake held in the small hand.

The owner of the little hand opened a pair of big bright eyes and said in a tone softer than the spring breeze: "Give it to you."

Just three words, like a warm spring flowing into Xue Muyang's chest, melted the ice in his heart.

Since the death of his parents, Xue Muyang has never shed tears, but the moment he saw the pancake, his eyes were moistened with emotion, and the clean little hand and pure face were deeply engraved in his mind.

It turns out that memories can be eternal, and they cannot be forgotten for a lifetime!

Now, that little hand has grown up, and it is not a pancake that holds it, but an elusive flying needle. Just as he went from a humble beggar to a swordsman who killed him.

Many people have been carved and changed by the arrow of time, and they have long forgotten that the arrow broke through the air and the arc that had been drawn.

But Xue Muyang didn't forget the pancake back then, the person who was remembered!

Between men and women, reason is often replaced by affection, Xue Muyang has always been cold and quiet, but he also can't get rid of the shackles of love.

For the sake of Mo Qingwu, Xue Muyang would rather expose himself than let her be hurt in the slightest.

In the face of Xue Muyang's sudden appearance, Mo Qingwu's expression could not see half of the waves, as if she had expected Xue Muyang to make a move, but her eyes were lowered, giving people the feeling that she was avoiding Xue Muyang's gaze.

A look of disappointment flashed in Xue Muyang's eyes, but there was also a hint of tenacity in it.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant not far away has been quietly watching, but with the appearance of Xue Muyang, his face finally changed, and after hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and beckoned Xiao Er to say a few words in his ear, and Xiao Er trotted out of the restaurant after hearing it.

No one noticed Xiao Er's departure, all the attention was on Xue Muyang's side, full of curiosity about this young man dressed as a beggar.

Master He was also curious, but he was more angry.

One person, two people, three people, swept his face one after another, no matter how calm Master He is, he must also respond, otherwise his prestige will be completely ruined, how will he serve the public in the future?

Master He took a step forward and said majestically: "It seems that several people are not ordinary people, but there is a good saying, a strong dragon is difficult to suppress the head snake, on this piece of land around the restaurant, the official can ...... by stomping his feet" Before the words were finished, the voice suddenly stopped, and Master He's face suddenly became pale and bloodless.

There was a dead silence in the restaurant, and the air was frozen like ice.

None of Master He's men dared to move, and their eyes showed horror, just because they saw that there was a sharp sword tip, pointing at Master He's throat.

Xue Muyang took out a sword, just one sword, whether it was speed or accuracy, it was enough to deter others.

Master He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, only to feel a chill coming from the tip of the sword, and said in a trembling tone: "This good man, this official is wrong, really wrong......"

With the sound of a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, Xue Muyang glanced at Master He, and said indifferently: "Since you know it's wrong, why don't you get out quickly, do you want me to give you a ride?"

Master He was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to disobey, and when he walked to the door with a group of men, he turned around unwillingly and asked, "Can a hero leave his name?"

Xue Muyang hesitated for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Li Zhuang Xue San is also!" As he spoke, he looked at Xuanyuan Chen, who was silent, waiting for his reaction.

Xuanyuan Chen smiled and said, "The two of you are doing well, I hope we can cooperate happily." He didn't want to be persecuted too quickly, lest he be betrayed by them to the Great Qin thieves.

Leng Junao suddenly said loudly: "If you have a different heart, you will kill it!"

Xue Muyang's face did not change, and said: "Please rest assured, my master has no malicious intentions, but ......" His eyes were extremely hot: "I am looking forward to fighting with Your Excellency again!"

Leng Junao glanced at Xue Muyang, but he didn't say anything.

Mo Qingwu frowned, and said to Xuanyuan Chen: "Offending that Master He, although it is not a big deal, it is always a trouble."

Xuanyuan Chen said meaningfully: "Everything needs to be done at a price." Seeing that Mo Qingwu was surprised, he smiled faintly, looked at the door of the restaurant and said, "I just want trouble, and I hope that trouble will come sooner."

The trouble didn't come to the door for a while, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant came over and asked: "I don't know what a few guest officers want to eat, the boiled beef in our store is a must, and with a jar of daughter red, the taste is really happy like a fairy!"

Xuanyuan Chen looked up, only to see the shopkeeper smiling, a flattering look, he suddenly felt something strange in his heart, stared at the shopkeeper for a long time, and then said slowly: "Shopkeeper, don't you want us to get out of here quickly?"

The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "The guest officer said that he laughed, the villain is open to do business, where can there be such an idea, if you are not satisfied, you can just say it."

Xuanyuan Chen looked at the shopkeeper, and his tone was very casual: "Then a bowl of boiled beef, and a jar of daughter red!" He paused, his eyes suddenly became dark, and said, "Shopkeeper, how long will you have to wait for the wine and food?"

The shopkeeper's face changed slightly, but his tone was very calm: "Don't worry, the chef in the store is very neat, and at most half a pillar of incense can send you delicious food and wine."

Xuanyuan Chen nodded slowly, looked at the shopkeeper intently, and said word by word: "Half a pillar of incense time, I will definitely wait......"