Chapter 8 is inhuman

"Did you find that woman a little strange?" Mo Yan said coldly.

"Huh? Woman? What woman? Ye Han paused for a moment, but didn't react at all, Mo Yan would take the initiative to talk about a woman.

Mo Yan stopped talking again, Ye Han asked back and forth, but he didn't ask half of it.

"Cut, it's really not interesting to be with you ice lumps. I knew I was out there for a little longer. Ye Han couldn't help but complain.

Mo Yan didn't know why he was like this suddenly, and he didn't understand, there would be a very strange feeling in front of that woman, obviously a stranger, but there was a familiar feeling, maybe he thought too much, before the man in red came just now, he vaguely felt a trace of her coldness towards him.

I couldn't figure it out, and Mo Yan simply didn't want to.

"What did you find?" Mo Yan asked.

Ye Han looked disdainful: "I'm here to play, not to be a spy for you, is there a friend like you?" Free to call people without paying? I'm aggrieved, don't you know? I'm also a city lord, how did I get to you? Just call it up? ”

After this complaint, Mo Yantou was big when he heard it, and he reached out and pinched his forehead: "Two jars of apricot blossom stuffing." ”

As soon as he heard these words, Ye Han's eyes glowed green, and he was like a hungry wolf discovering his prey, nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, and the corners of his mouth grinning behind his ears: "There is a discovery, there is a discovery!" ”

"Say."

"The seven cities of Northern Xinjiang have sent people, but the people from Licheng are a little mysterious, I heard that he has always covered his face, since the day he arrived in Fenyang City, he has never been out, and no one has seen his true face."

"Moyan, that apricot blossom stuffed ......"

"Licheng." Mo Yan repeated these two words, with an inexplicable look on his face.

"Hey! Mo Yan, I was talking to you, didn't you hear? My apricot blossom stuffing? Ye Han was a little impatient. The apricot blossom stuffed in the palace, Ye Han has long coveted it, every time he grinds for a long time, this guy is stingy and takes out a small jar, this time he is generous to give himself two jars, the withered little flower in his heart seems to be moisturized all of a sudden, blooming instantly, and every inch of skin on his body is active.

Mo Yan didn't pay attention to Ye Han at all, stood up directly, left a sentence, and left: "If you find out the bottom of the people from Licheng, the peach blossom brew will naturally give it to you." ”

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Moyan! You can't be unreasonable like this, can you? Do you still have a little bit of humanity? Ye Hanqi called it a jumping foot, and he really thought that Moyan was a conscience who found out, but he didn't expect to coax himself again.

……

It wasn't until midnight that Fenyang City gradually fell silent, the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the lively streets during the day, suddenly a black shadow, swept by at great speed, followed by a jump, jumped to the roof of an inn, the footsteps were as light as a cat, no sound could be heard, very flexible on the roof, as if walking on the ground, he seemed to have already seen the target, stopped on a roof, slowly squatted down, lifted a tile of the roof, looked inside, and couldn't see anything in the dark.

Carefully put the tiles back in place, jumped down, came to the door of a guest room, leaned against the wall, and then took out a delicate dagger, stretched out to the crack of the door, and carefully exerted his wrist, only to hear a gentle "click", the door opened, he gently pushed the door open, and quickly flashed in.

Then he walked directly to the bed, and by the moonlight, he saw clearly the person lying on the bed, it was Mo Yan, who raised Sen Han's dagger high, his eyes were cold, and he pierced Mo Yan's chest.