The correct way to slap the face quickly

Lin Moqi followed Lin Lang on horseback. From time to time, she looked back at He Yanjun, who was following them. This guy seemed to be different from that day on. She couldn't tell what was different. In short, it was very awkward.

She rode up to catch up with Linlang in front of her, and the two walked side by side. She whispered to Linlang, "Sister Linlang, have you noticed that that person seems different?"

Linlang's eyes flashed. He Yanjun became different after receiving the letter from the flying pigeon that day. Every time he looked at them, there was a sense of helplessness and a trace of apology in his eyes. This letter was definitely related to them, but it was a pity. She didn't see the content of the letter, so He Yanjun threw the letter into the fire after reading it.When it comes to the safety of the young master, it would be better for her to seize the time and get rid of this person.

"No, isn't he following me like this all the time?"

When Lin Moqi thought of this, she felt that the person behind him was uneasy and well-intentioned. She immediately changed her mind. Why did she think that he had changed? He must have not slept well last night.

"Sister Linlang, Zhuzhou is just ahead. I heard that there is a very lively market in Zhuzhou, can we go and have a look?" Lin Moqi was a child at heart, and after a while she started to make noise again.

Linlang thought about it and realized that there happened to be a contact station for the Seven Star Palace in Zhuzhou. She nodded and said, "Okay, but remember not to take off the veil, otherwise there will be trouble."

Lin Moqi nodded fiercely. Of course she would never forget that the conflict along the way was either because of money or because of her veil. Alas, being too beautiful is also a fault. Lin Moqi touched herself narcissistically. s face.

"I will never forget this time!"

Linlang didn't have any expectations. She had said this many times, but as soon as she saw something delicious and fun, all of this was forgotten.

"Then hurry up, we have to enter the city before dark." After saying that, he raised his whip and walked away.

Seeing Linlang running fast, Lin Moqi shouted anxiously while riding her horse to catch up: "Sister Linlang, wait for me, my horse can't run fast."

He Yanjun, who was behind, saw that the two of them had accelerated, and he hurriedly waved his whip to catch up.

When the three of them entered the city, it was already evening, but the streets were still very lively, with the sounds of various vendors hawking, making it very lively.

Linlang grabbed Lin Moqi, who was about to run to join in the fun, and said helplessly: "It will get dark soon. Let's find a place to stay first. We will go play tomorrow."

Lin Moqi looked at Linlang in surprise and said, "Should we stay here for another day tomorrow? Great! Let's go find the inn quickly!"

After saying that, he pulled Linlang up and asked around anxiously, making Linlang and He Yanjun, who was following closely behind, look helpless.

"Waiter, one room, one room, and I want a table of wine and food to be delivered to the room." Lin Moqi shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door of the inn.

Ever since what happened in Kuncheng, as long as she refused to live in a room by herself, she would always share a room with Linlang. However, every time Linlang would give her the bed to sleep on, while she would meditate next to her.

"Okay! Guests, please come in!" The waiter in the lobby knew that the three of them were rich people by looking at their clothes, so he hurriedly responded to please them.

He Yanjun also took the baggage on his shoulder and said to the waiter who came over: "Give me a room and a table of food and wine."

"Okay, you three come with me!" The waiter led the three of them upstairs.

When walking through the lobby of the inn, Linlang keenly noticed the difference here. It seemed that the number of martial arts people suddenly increased.

He Yanjun noticed Linlang's vigilance and explained: "There are still two and a half months until the martial arts competition, so it is normal for there to be many martial arts people along the way."

Linlang didn't answer after hearing this, but nodded, indicating that she understood, and pulled Lin Moqi, who was chattering, and quickly followed the waiter upstairs.

Although they were not slow in their movements, some people still saw the three of them, or the combination of the three of them was really eye-catching. The man was handsome and heroic, holding a sword in his hand, and the energy emanating from his body Judging from his aura, he is indeed a master. The two women walking in front of him have to say that they did not see their faces. They were wearing veils, but judging from their figures, they must be beauties. One of them was holding a steel Knife, but there is no sense of her aura at all. Many people think that this may be just a decoration.

"That person who went over just now is so gorgeous!" A group of rough guys were sitting together drinking and chatting. Men like to chat about women, especially beautiful women.

"Haha, look at that pretty face, I don't know if it's okay or not!"

"No, let's go up!"

A group of people laughed, not caring whether the people next to them would be affected.

He Yanjun, who had already gone upstairs, did not hear their conversation, otherwise he would have used the sword in his hand to tell them whether he could do it or not!

"Brother, look at the sword in the hand of the man just now. On the hilt is the logo of Hidden Sword Villa. He appears here..."

Opposite the speaker sat a middle-aged man who also wore a bamboo hat. He picked up the wine bowl on the table, drank it down in one gulp, touched his mouth before saying: "Do your own thing, the rest has nothing to do with us. "

"I know." The man who spoke no longer cared about this and concentrated on drinking and eating meat.

But at this time, the elder brother glanced at Linlang who was already in the corridor upstairs. To be precise, he looked at the knife in her hand.

He turned around and drank another bowl of wine. He hadn't seen this sign for many years, but now it appears again. Is it for this martial arts competition?So what's different this time?Is it worth their efforts?

He Yanjun was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. He didn't know what was wrong with him. It was a good thing to know that Xiang Wan's poison could finally be cured, but why did it have to be Lin Moqi?

Maybe he doesn't agree with Mo Xiangwan's approach. Although the Seven Star Palace is indeed extraordinary and not easy to mess with, and the Millennium Snow Lotus is indeed precious, they may not agree if an exchange is proposed. Why must they use this kind of deception? What about the method?

However, although he was conflicted in his heart, he had already begun to act according to the request in Xiang Wan's letter. After all, she was his fiancée. Thinking about the time when Xiang Wan was tortured to death by Mei Kaijiu, if it weren't for Senior Mo managed to suppress the toxicity with so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, fearing that Xiang Wan was no longer alive.

Compared with losing Xiang Wan, he seemed to be more accepting of what she asked him to do, but thinking that an innocent girl like Lin Moqi might become indifferent because of his deception made him feel uncomfortable again.He is probably what the world often calls a bastard. While desperately trying to save Xiang Wan's life, he also feels guilty towards Lin Moqi.

Also staying up all night like him was another person, Chen Zhuo, the young master of Wuji Palace, who was lost in thought while holding the letter in his hand.

"Young Master, it's time to take medicine." Baxi, the personal servant who had been serving Chen Zhuo, walked in with a bowl of medicine.

However, he did not get a response. He looked towards Chen Zhuo who was sitting by the bed, and found that he was holding a piece of paper in his hand. After serving the young master for so many years, he certainly knew who sent the note.

He gently walked forward with the medicine and said to Chen Zhuo again: "Young master, take the medicine. This medicine was prescribed by Miss Mo herself. If she knows that you don't take the medicine well, I'm afraid she will be angry." .”

This time the person beside the bed finally made a move. He slowly looked at the medicine in Baxi's hand, rubbed his brows and said, "Bring it here."

Baxi breathed a sigh of relief and handed the medicine in his hand to Chen Zhuo. Chen Zhuo frowned and looked at it for a long time before finishing the medicine in one gulp.

Taking a candied fruit from Baxi's hand and putting it into his mouth, he took the time to say, "How's it going in Zhuzhou?"

Baxi took the bowl for a moment and said tentatively: "Young Master, otherwise, let's forget it. The master knows..."

"No need to say more," Chen Zhuo waved his hand, "I have my own plan, just follow it."

Sighing silently, Baxi nodded and said, "Yes, it's ready over there."

Chen Zhuo nodded, looked at the note on the table for drinking medicine, and said softly: "Then take action."

"Yes." Baxi responded and walked out holding the medicine bowl.

A smile appeared on Chen Zhuo's lips, but this smile was a bit bitter.