His eyelids were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and after several struggles, he finally opened them.

As the surrounding things gradually become clearer, the arched tent roof and the curved four walls come into view.

Tent?

Looking slightly from the side, I saw a low teak desk not far away, on which an oil lamp was lit, emitting a flickering light.

There was also a saber on the table.

Kneeling at the desk sat a man in a navy blue suit, looking solemnly through a scroll of bamboo slips.

Mo Yutian was immediately stunned: Who is this man?

Since there is no memory of inheriting the original body, many things become troublesome. For example, the person in front of her, she doesn't know if it's an acquaintance or a passerby, maybe, maybe an enemy?

Before the man noticed that she had woken up, he quickly glanced around, and did not see the figures of Red Sleeves and Xiahoudun, and subconsciously raised his vigilance.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but now the body's physical strength has basically recovered.

However, if the man in front of him is an enemy, he is not very sure that he can protect himself.

I saw that this man was in a sturdy figure, and at first glance he was the material for martial arts, and his visual age was about twenty-five, and his height was about one meter eight or more.

The fabric of his clothes was obviously much more high-end than the coarse linen clothes worn by those bandits, and it should not be a mountain villager.

For such a person, Mo Yutian decided to salute first and then soldier, and first explore the reality and reality.

As a qualified killer, you need to play a variety of different types of roles in a variety of tasks, so acting is also a must.

She rolled her eyes, held her forehead with one hand, lowered her eyes, got up slowly, her voice was soft, and the words revealed a sense of weakness: "This...... Where is this? ”

The man sitting at the desk put down the bamboo slip in his hand, frowned and turned to Mo Yutian, and walked to her side with a cold face.

His tall figure blocked her vision, and he said in a condescending, hoarse voice, like an interrogator: "You are the fourth young lady of Mojiabao in Shuiyun City?" ”

Since the other party will ask such a question, it can be seen that they do not know each other.

are all strangers, which makes her feel a little more confident, and she is not afraid that her soul will be exposed.

She lowered her head, pretending to be the delicate appearance that a woman in this era should have, and replied weakly: "Exactly." ”

"I heard that you had the audacity to elope with a man, but you met a bandit on the way, and you buried the life of a house slave so that you escaped."

The man's deep voice was full of sarcasm and disdain.

Regardless of whether the first part of him is true or not, the latter part must be slandered.

When Mo Yutian was caught, almost all the house slaves were dead, and she escaped completely by her own ability.

The man's tone was full of contempt, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Hearsay without knowing the truth, Mo Yutian has no good impression of this person at all.

Of course, she never had a crush on any man in her previous life.

Mo Yutian instantly took off the disguise of a weak woman, and replied in the same cold tone: "Are you eating all, talking so stinky!" ”

She raised her eyebrows, looked around, shook her head, sighed, and said slowly: "It's a good tent, but I didn't expect it to be a kennel, otherwise, how could I hear a mad dog barking as soon as I opened my eyes!" ”

She raised her head to meet his cold, gloomy eyes.

She was stunned for a moment.

This man turned out to be brunette and blue-eyed!

And it is far taller than what I have seen, with deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, wheat-colored skin, broad shoulders, and an invisible sense of oppression from my body shape.

In the face of Mo Yu's poisonous tongue to fight back, the man's gloomy face looked home.