"You...... Who are you. When were you here?" Zheng Quan stared at Mo Wunian with a panicked expression.

These words made Yu Qiniang and Yu Xiaoqin hear strangely, Mo Wunian had obviously been here all along, how could Zheng Quan not see it!

This is Mo Wunian's use of a breathing technique

This technique feels like an inconspicuous pebble on the side of the road, and those who knew it before can easily see it, and those who don't know it will treat it as if it doesn't exist.

For example, Yu Qiniang's sisters knew about Mo Wunian's existence before he used this technique, and Zheng Quan and his gang who came later didn't know about it.

As for Mo Wunian, he killed them silently, but he used the imperial technique, and the one he used was also a chopstick in his hand.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, he used his spiritual power to sharpen one of the chopsticks in his hand into the shape of a small sword, and naturally killed them simply with the Breath Gathering Technique.

It's not that he has to kill people so fancy, he also thought about taking out a sword, but thinking that he might have to live in this inn for a long time, if he gets bloody, he will also affect his mood, and besides, if he swings his sword a few times, this inn may also be trampled by him, so he dispelled this idea.

"Let me ask you a few questions. Mo Wunian spoke lightly, and then sat back in his chair, looking calm.

"Adults should ask something small, and the small one must know everything. Seeing that the other party's tone was flat, and he couldn't see the intention of killing himself, Zheng Quan thought about it quickly, and then knelt down with a "plop".

He had a lot of questions in his heart to Mo Wunian, but if he had any questions to ask, he had to save his life first. He also knew that there were often sect cultivators who came here to practice, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was very likely.

After taking a closer look at the other party, he saw that the other party was not very old, and he should not be deeply involved in the world, and felt that after dealing with him, maybe there was a way to live.

Next, Mo Wunian simply asked Zheng Quan a few questions, and he seemed to answer honestly and sincerely, and he didn't explain them all at once.

For example, Mo Wunian asked him if there were any other monks nearby besides him, and he replied half-truthfully.

He bluntly said that in addition to him, there was also a monk who guided the spirit realm nearby, how poor that person's cultivation was, and how many spirit stones he had in his hand, it seemed that only he brought Mo Wunian over, and the spirit stones were all Mo Wunian.

This is a naked temptation......

He even swore that as long as Mo Wunian wanted to go, he would lead the way.

And Zheng Quan's words, Mo Wunian also didn't believe it.

Maybe it was the monk he knew, who led Mo Wunian over and joined forces to deal with him again.

And then there is his Zheng Quan's enemy, thinking that anyway, he is very likely to not be able to live in the hands of the black-clothed young man in front of him, so it is better to bring him over and fight to the death with his enemy, maybe there will be a life for him.

"My lord, I'm done, isn't it ......" Zheng Quan tried his best to squeeze out a flattering smile on his face.

It's just that his face is covered with scars, and he can't talk about flattery, but he is a little hideous.

He knelt on the ground and saw Mo Wunian sitting on the chair, as if he was pondering and didn't reply to him, he asked tentatively, then slowly got up, and then crawled towards the door of the inn.

After escaping from the inn in a hurry, he meowed behind his back, and saw that the other party did not chase him out, which was regarded as a big stone in his heart.

A smug smile appeared on his face, thinking that Mo Wunian had the heart of a teenager who let him go, and when he went back......

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the expression on his face became hideous again, and then he laughed uncontrollably.

But before his smile could fully bloom, the expression on his face froze again, and he saw that Mo Wunian was already standing in front of him at some point.

"My lord, didn't you let me go?"

"Did I say that?"

The expression on Zheng Quan's face gradually became frightened, and Mo Wunian looked at him with a wave on his face.

But the more this happened, the more frightened Zheng Quan became, he suddenly felt that he was naïve again, a young man who could kill twelve people in a row without changing his complexion, would he be ignorant of the world?

Jiucang was already held in Mo Wunian's hand, and a black sword qi swung out from under his sword, and in a moment, Zheng Quan was vaporized into nothingness by the blazing sword qi.

Since the beginning of the morning, Mo Wunian has no intention of letting him go, evil people, he has always killed them with a sword! As for the words of "put down the butcher's knife" in the teaching, he remembered that in his previous life, there were a group of monks in Ximo who liked to do this thing the most.

Yu Qiniang and Yu Xiaoqin in the inn looked at the terrifying scene outside in horror!

Seeing him slowly walking back to the inn, both of them had panicked expressions on their faces.

After Mo Wunian returned, he used the Imperial Technique to transport the corpses of the twelve people before him out of the inn, and then used the Fire Control Technique to turn them into ashes.

With that, he returned to the chair he had been sitting in. Zheng Quan and his group came in before, disturbing him to eat, and the food on the table was not finished.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, the sisters Yu Qiniang and Yu Xiaoqin became more and more panicked, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Can you help me with a hot meal?" After a while, Mo Wunian spoke.

It was only after killing this group of people that the dishes on the table were cold, and he was very uncomfortable eating.

"Xiaoqin, go and give this adult a hot dish! No, go and remake a table!"

"Oooh!"

Seeing that the young man in black finally spoke, Yu Qiniang also followed Zheng Quan's name to him and called him in a gentle voice, and told Yu Xiaoqin to hurry up and cook for him.

Soon, the girl was still holding the big tray that didn't match her figure, and walked over to Mo Wunian tremblingly.

It's still a plate of greens, a piece of beef in Fluttershy sauce, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Mo Wunian was eating, but at some point, Yu Qiniang's child Huzi went down the stairs, watched him eat with blinking eyes, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva from time to time.

Mo Wunian saw this scene, thought about it, he set aside a plate to divide some of the noodles, green vegetables and sauced beef in it, and then used the magic of his hand to place the plate on the table not far from Huzi.

Seeing this, Huzi ran over, clenched a pair of chopsticks with his fist, and happily ate the contents of the plate.

"Big brother is a good person!" Huzi said to Mo Wunian happily with a smile on his face as he ate.

Yu Qiniang originally wanted to stop her child, but after seeing this, she felt that the young man in front of her might really be different from those people who were covered in filth, so she didn't stop it.

Yu Xiaoqin squeezed her eyes mischievously at her sister, meaning as if to say: Look! I said that this is a good person for the son......

"My lord, what can the slave family do for you?" Although she had a good impression of Mo Wunian, Yu Qiniang was still a little frightened in her heart, and asked with a little uneasiness in her voice when she saw him finish eating.

She had lived in fear for too long, and she felt that what she had just seen was a little unreal, and that she had hardly seen any kindness in this place full of evil.

"You don't need to call me an adult, just call me Mo Wunian. Can you arrange a place for me to live?" Mo Wunian said to her lightly.

The word "adult", Mo Wunian still doesn't like the current scene, which will make him feel that Yu Qiniang has confused him with Zheng Quan and his group. Also, in this life, he prefers to be called by his name directly.

"Oh, yes...... Master Mo, the slave family will arrange it for you!" Yu Qiniang still looked a little nervous, for fear of upsetting the young man opposite.

Mo Wunian also had his plans, originally he wanted to ask something from Zheng Quan's mouth, and then there was a direction in his heart where to go outside the inn.

Now, he felt that he had to wait for the rabbit, and there should still be people in the inn.

Sure enough, in the next few days, there were also people who came to the inn one after another, but most of them were extremely vicious, and most of them coveted Yu Qiniang's beauty. There were even one or two low-level demon path cultivators who attracted spirits, but they were all Mo Wunian's sword turned into ashes.

As for Yu Qiniang and Yu Xiaoqin, Mo Wunian is indeed a good person. It's just that he is very strange in some places, such as he rarely takes the initiative to speak, and even if he does, he cherishes words like gold.

Also, he always doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and often stares at his bed in a daze.

In fact, they didn't know it, but Mo Wunian was used to sleeping in the bed that Liu Dewang made for him, and he felt unstable when he went to sleep in other beds, which made him sleep very badly......

And in the past few days, it is also the first half of their lives, and the rare days have been dull and comfortable.

And they also found that although this son cherishes words like gold and doesn't like to talk much, he will always conjure up paper and pen to teach Huzi to write like a trick.

Although Huzi's posture of holding a pen is often wrong, his little hands are clenched into fists, but he learns seriously, and every time Yu Xiaoqin will secretly use chopsticks dipped in water to learn to write in a slightly farther place.

She had lived for fifteen years, and had been locked up here, and when she first heard about the text, she was surprised. And although she doesn't know any words, he thinks that this Mo sex son is good-looking, and his handwriting is also good-looking.

So I became interested and secretly followed him to learn to write, but I was afraid of making him unhappy, but I only dared to secretly learn in a slightly farther place, for fear of making him unhappy. This was the case for several days.

On this day, she was like this again, Mo Wunian was teaching Huzi to write, she secretly brought a bowl of noodles on the table in the distance and pretended to eat noodles, but in fact, a pair of clear eyes would look over there from time to time.

Mo Wunian naturally saw all this, and took out a pen and some paper from the storage bag, and he used the magic to put them in front of the girl.

Seeing this, the girl showed two small dimples on her delicate face, and she suddenly remembered that although this Mo Gongzi looked clean, his quilt was really not very good, and she felt that it was necessary to fold the quilt for him from today, as a reward.