When Xia Linyi heard this, he was slightly stunned, he probably knew what Xia Houyu was thinking, and he would inevitably feel sorry for giving up such a talent to his opponent.

However, he didn't speak too much on this matter, and seeing Xiahou Yu's unexplainable frown, Xia Linyi lowered his head and thought secretly in his heart for a moment.

Then he looked up at Xiahou Yu: "Father, last night, which side do you think it will be?" ”

When the words fell, Xiahou Yu's brows furrowed even deeper, as if he was thinking hard, and even his head hurt a little, he reached out and gently pressed his temples, his face was dark.

Seeing that Xiahou Yu was silent for a long time, Xia Linyi spoke up again: "Doesn't my father know?" ”

Xiahou Yu slowly sat up with his hands on the bed, and carefully recalled the person last night in his mind, purple-clothed, silver-faced, self-proclaimed seat, unfathomable martial arts, and silver light in his eyes.

In the end, he just sighed lightly and shook his head: "I'm not sure~"

"So, my father has already inferred in his heart? Do you need to send someone from your son-"

"Not necessarily." Xiahou Yu opened his mouth and interrupted Xia Linyi's thoughts.

“？” Xia Linyi's eyes flashed with three big words, why? It's true that he can't figure it out, with his father's character, he suffered such a big dark loss last night, and it is impossible to sit still.

And after that person's reconciliation, the matter of Fengxing is also hanging. originally wanted to get something from Mu Xiqing, but now the person was also taken away by that person.

Looking at Xia Linyi's puzzled eyes, Xiahou Yu explained softly with a hint of unwillingness, but helplessness in his eyes: "He is very likely to be the Moge Pavilion Master who has seen the head and end of the dragon. ”

"Pavilion Master?" Hearing this, Xia Linyi was dumbfounded, and in an instant, many words were stuck in his throat because of this cognition.

Mo Pavilion, a mysterious organization above the four countries, it is rumored that the ink pavilion has four major sub-pavilions, in order is the intelligence pavilion, the business pavilion, the medicine pavilion, and the killer pavilion, each sub-pavilion is led by a pavilion master, each performing its own duties, and their power is all over the four countries, and even the Yuntian Continent.

And the most terrifying existence among them is the Killer Pavilion, which is almost shocking to hear about its color change.

These forces have gathered together to form the Ink Pavilion, which must be the existence of legends, and what is even more amazing is the Ink Pavilion Lord. But the news about it is pitiful and pitiful.

What Xia Linyi knew was only a few words that everyone in the entire Yuntian Continent knew.

Speaking of identity, it is mysterious.

Talking about looks, no one has ever seen it.

On martial arts, it is superb.

The temperament is empty.

Speaking of age, that's an unsolved mystery.

Thinking carefully about the appearance of the man in purple last night, Xia Linyi hesitated a little in his heart, especially when he thought of the picture of the man holding Mu Xiqing, as well as the words of warning, every word was fine, and suddenly his heart was as uncomfortable as a thorn.

Some were reluctant to accept such a fact, and replied to Xiahou Yu's previous words: "If he is really the mysterious pavilion master of the Ink Pavilion, how can he have anything to do with Mu Xiqing." ”

Yes, if it is the master of the Mo Pavilion, how can it have anything to do with a waste in the General's Mansion.

How could two people who couldn't hit with eight poles come to the rescue.

and the tone of the calf protector at that time, a domineering and arrogant sentence, she is the person who is protected by this seat, vaguely revealing that the relationship is extraordinary.

In Xia Linyi's opinion, Mu Xiqing is a waste, and has been notorious for many years, how can it have anything to do with the legendary mysterious figure.

In short, all possibilities, Xia Linyi guessed one, and immediately vetoed one, in short, in his heart, he refused to admit it to death, and the Moge Pavilion Master would protect the woman who was abandoned by him in every possible way.

It's a pity that sometimes, fate is so magical, thousands of miles away from mountains and rivers, fate is destined, and we will inevitably meet.

Xia Linyi's words fell, Xiahou Yuying's eyes were mixed with a lot of dark light, and after a long time, a gloomy and hoarse voice sounded: "The matter has come to this, there is only one way, you keep an eye on the waste of the General's Mansion for me." ”

Seeing that Xia Linyi came back to his senses, he continued: "Since the other party will warn for that waste, it shows that the two have a great relationship, as long as you keep an eye on Mu Xiqing, I don't believe that I can't find any clues." ”

Xiahou Yu's broad palms were clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth in his heart and swallowed it in his stomach, with a raging fire in his eyes.

I couldn't wait to put the other party to death, but I couldn't do anything, so I had to grit my teeth in my heart: "Even if it is the Lord of the Ink Pavilion, I will not be so easy to count on the palm last night and the insult I suffered!" ”

……

Fuxing Tea House

Seeing Di Mohan drinking tea alone in front of him, his face was full of leisurely and complacent, and he made a slight gesture of serving tea, all of which were extremely elegant.

At this time, he looked like a humble gentleman, but Mu Xiqing knew in his heart that what this man was hiding in his bones was a wolf, and he was black-bellied and calculating people who did not pay for his life.

This is an objective evaluation, and it can also be said that Mu Xiqing recently got along with Di Mohan's intuition, and it wasn't until later that she realized that this man's true temperament, saying that he was a wolf with a black belly, was simply the tip of the iceberg.

Mu Xiqing reached out and took off the medicine box that was carried across her waist, put it on the table, and sat down, her face was ordinary, and she couldn't see any strange emotions, just those bright eyes looking at the man opposite.

Half complained: "Ruthlessly for the sake of King Han's words, I went all the way to the palace to treat Xiahou Yu's old fox, and finally came back, but I saw King Han sitting here alone and leisurely~"

Drinking tea and not pouring a cup for Miss Ben, she has no conscience and squeezes the labor force of her entourage.

"Thirsty?" The clear and melodious voice is tactful to listen to, but it is knowingly asking.

Mu Xiqing gave him a look back and didn't speak, but didn't that mean it, asking knowingly!

After treating Xia Linyi's scumbag arm from the prince's mansion, he rushed to the palace non-stop, who knew that Xiahou Yu's old fox was injured and couldn't pay it off, so Mu Xiqing spent a lot of energy to administer needles to him, and he didn't have time to drink a sip of water at the end.

I hurried back, because there were too many doubts in my heart, and I needed the man in front of me to answer, running back and forth all the way, and now I was so thirsty that I couldn't do it, and I saw the man on the opposite side drinking tea leisurely, and I didn't beckon myself to have a cup, and I was depressed in my heart, so I used that tone, half complaining and half complaining.

When Mu Xiqing spoke, Di Mohan's slender fingers had already handed over the tea cup to his mouth smoothly.

Seeing this, the corners of Mu Xiqing's mouth twitched slightly, and she was surprised by someone's movements, and then joked slightly: "Don't tell me, King Han is going to take the poor route, and he is so stingy to even invite his entourage to drink tea." ”

"Didn't you say you're thirsty?"

"......" Miss Ben was thirsty, but she didn't say she wanted to drink the rest.

Especially, when Mu Xiqing glanced at the tea cup that was handed over by someone just now, he drank it and drank it for himself, what does this mean? To put it more reservedly, it's all indirect kissing.

His eyes stared at Di Mohan twice, and he saw that the other party's face was light, as if there was nothing wrong with such behavior.

Mu Xiqing secretly lined her heart: "Is this man deliberately betting on his own words, or is it really simple, I don't know if this action is ambiguous." ”

Raising his eyes and looking directly at the past, the two eyes intersected: "It's right to be thirsty, after all, I've traveled so far, but with his entourage, King Han doesn't have to be stingy to this point, just a cup of tea, or a few taels of silver, you say?" ”

"Hmm. This king understands. Nodding slightly, the corners of his mouth went up, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and then Di Mohan stared straight at her, without saying anything.

Got it? Then you are screaming, Mu Xiqing saw that the other party had nodded, but she didn't see him move.

couldn't help complaining: "Then you should hurry up, you used to be vigorous and resolute, but now the last tea has become grinding." ”