Qin Shi Luo Net People

Chapter 58 Want a gift?

The conversation between Luo Yan and Mo Ya soon came to an end.

But when the two came out from the side alley, the atmosphere between each other seemed to have changed. It was like a family when they were good, but they were almost hooked shoulders.

Bai Feng and Han Qiancheng who watched this scene were slightly stunned.

Neither of them knew what happened in just a few minutes, which actually made the relationship between the two of them develop by leaps and bounds.

Did you agree? !

Han Qiancheng stared at Luo Yan indifferently.

Luo Yan cupped his hands at Mo Ya, and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Mo Ya, see you later."

"Then I will greet you at the General's Mansion."

Mo Crow replied with a smile.

"Let's go."

Luo Yan nodded, then looked at Han Qiancheng who was obviously not quite right, glanced at him, said softly, and then walked into the carriage silently.

Is this the end? !
Han Qiancheng was very surprised, then restrained his thoughts, stared at Mo Ya and Bai Feng, turned and walked towards the carriage, his heart was full of curiosity and puzzlement at the moment.

Mo Ya is not such a simple person, what exactly did Luo Yan say made the other party give up.

"Don't look, withdraw troops and leave."

Mo Ya glanced at Bai Feng who had no eyesight beside him, and ordered.

"What did you say?"

Bai Feng gestured to the soldiers beside him, asking them to let go of the road, and then looked at Mo Crow curiously, full of puzzlement and doubt.

What kind of ability does that guy named Luo Yan have that suddenly changed Mo Crow's attitude so much that he didn't even care about the task of the general.

"You don't care what we say, you just have to remember, when you see that guy has a better attitude in the future, if nothing happens, this Xinzheng will produce another ruthless person, a person who is even more ruthless than the Emerald Tiger~"

The smile in Mo Ya's eyes was completely gone, and he reminded softly as he watched the carriage gradually go away.

"Is the Emerald Tiger very ruthless?"

Bai Feng frowned, and retorted with a disapproving expression on her delicate face.

He never felt how powerful that fat man was.

If it wasn't for the great general who valued the other party, Bai Feng would have a hundred ways to kill him silently.

"You were not born when the Emerald Tiger made his fortune. That guy is not just a fat man, but this time you can see how that guy started his fortune. If there is no accident, the Emerald Tiger will be replaced by him."

Mo Crow said in a low voice.

???

Bai Feng looked at Mo Crow with those clear eyes, a little puzzled, and hoped that the other party could explain it carefully.

Mo Ya also glanced at the little brother beside him, especially those pure and clean eyes, and suddenly felt a kind of sigh and pain, what he had taught Bai Feng all these years.

Bai Feng is 16 years old this year, and his thinking is still so naive, which is really a headache.

"Come to Goulan with me at night, you are almost old, I will find you a chick, it will be your adult gift."

Mo Crow hesitated for a moment, and suggested to Bai Feng very seriously.

"I'm not interested in those things, go to yourself."

Hearing this, Bai Feng frowned immediately, looked at Mo Crow with dissatisfaction, snorted softly, and disappeared in place in the next moment, as if angry.

"I'm still shy at the age of sixteen. I might die one day. I haven't even touched a woman's hand. It's not a loss."

Mo Crow shook his head, a little helpless, and continued to sigh with emotion.

"Children just don't know how good women are."

He has to be a master, a big brother, and a father, and this life is in Bai Feng's hands.

Mo Ya took a deep breath, and watched Bai Feng shuttle on the roof, with self-mockery and worry in his eyes.

He also hoped that Bai Feng could continue like this.

Live the way he once wanted to live.

But they are killers after all, the killers of Yemu, and the tools of Ji Wuye.

When a tool has too many ideas and the owner cannot use it smoothly, it is death.

"It's still time to take this kid to Goulan for fun, but how can we trick him?"

Mo Crow rubbed his chin, thinking seriously, his slightly evil eyes showed a bit of focus and seriousness.

Do you want to take medicine? ?
But Mo Crow soon forgot about it.

Because the surrounding soldiers had already finished rectifying, it was time for him to go back and report the mission to the general.

. . . . . .

the other side.

Although Han Qiancheng had many doubts, he obviously couldn't ask Luo Yan directly about these words.

Speechless all the way.

The carriage finally stopped at the gate of a mansion.

"Sir is here."

Han Qiancheng suppressed his worries, and his attitude has returned to respect. No matter what happened before, Luo Yan is at least a guest of his adoptive father, and he should not be neglected. As for what happened on the road, he will tell his adoptive father later and let his adoptive father You can decide for yourself.

Luo Yan got off the carriage, exchanged a word with Han Qian's passenger, and then walked towards the interior of the mansion under his leadership.

But before leaving, Luo Yan glanced at the carriage.

The two maids in the carriage did not come out, and the carriage was taken away by a servant in the mansion.

"Miss Sister has a good technique."

Luo Yan gave a compliment in his heart.

. . . . . .

In the backyard of the mansion, in a study room.

A handsome man in a blue robe was reading a scroll of bamboo slips.

The man's bearing is extraordinary, imposing, his eyes are extremely bright, his kneeling posture is meticulous, and his expression is extremely focused. Even if two maids appeared at the door, they didn't pay attention.

And those two maids were the two who had served Luo Yan in the carriage before.

After a while.

The man gently put down the bamboo slip in his hand, looked at the two maids waiting outside the house with gentle and calm eyes, and said lightly: "Come in."

Hearing this, the two women walked in with small steps, and saluted the man very respectfully: "My lord."

"how?"

The fourth son Han Yu raised his head, looked at the two maids, and asked softly.

"My lord, this person has practiced martial arts. He should use a sword, right hand sword, and his inner breath is not weak. You need to use your hands to see the specific level. However, he should not be a killer, and his posture and reaction are not like what a killer should have. The pretense to rule him out was brilliant."

"The taste is heavy, I like to drink strong tea when drinking tea, I don't care about the strong smell of incense in the car, and there is no expression of rejection..."

The two maids whispered what they had investigated.

"In this way, the possibility of the killer is very low, but it's normal. It's impossible for my ninth brother to go to Sanghai to study and get involved with the killer."

Han Yu nodded slightly, and said with a light smile, his tone was very relaxed, but his eyes were a little dignified.

Why not? !
It would be great if it was just a killer. . . . .

(End of this chapter)