Yo, lost the jade seal?

The yellow sand is flying all over the sky, and there are few people in the desert.

In the center of Moyan, there is another scene.

"Xiao Er, why haven't you served the food yet!" A one-eyed strong man howled ferociously towards the back of the inn, which caused the noisy inn to pause, and the rioting crowd all looked at him.

The one next to the table was the most affected. The one-eyed man had a strong physique, and his dantian was full of energy. His voice frightened the opposite guest so much that he sprayed the tea he had just taken.

The tea was sprayed smoothly to a table, the young man in white sitting directly opposite.

The young man in white was holding a vegetable leaf in his mouth, when he saw the tea pouring out, he frowned slightly inadvertently, bending his orange round eyes like apricot stones in an arc.

The young man in white was not flustered, but a trace of disgust.

When the tea was pouring in, the young man in white took out a towel from nowhere, twirled it around in the air, collected all the tea in Ropa, and threw the towel at the person opposite who was spraying the tea calmly.

The man took the towel and nodded slightly to the young man in white with a red face.

The young man in white nodded slightly, trying to minimize the resulting disaster.

In the inn, except for the young man in white and the tea sprayer, no one noticed.

Immediately, the inn became noisy again, and the one-eyed voice was quickly lost in the laughter.

For a while, the inn was full of seats, but there was no one busy in the lobby.

"Damn, everyone is dead!" One-eyed turned his eyes cursingly.

On the empty table, there were only a few earthen tea bowls, not even a pot of water, and the people at the table with one eye could only stare at him.

One-eyed was not in a hurry, he took out a coarse cloth cover from his side, squeezed out a slight visible joy from his face, and said to the people at the table pretending to be mysterious: "This is the treasure I bought from the Central Plains." , revealed today, let you open your eyes."

Said, Duoyan carefully opened the cover, leaned forward and looked over their heads.

A ray of light suddenly flashed from the cover, and everyone shook their eyes, and the one-eyed man had already raised the knife to the top of his head.

"How?" One Eye waved in the air, a string of gorgeous gemstones on the knife made Yao's crowd even more unable to open their eyes.

The crowd squinted their eyes and applauded again and again, probably because they didn't have time to see what the knife looked like, they just thought it was very gorgeous, and because of the boss status with one eye in the middle, no one would flatter them.

"Don't shake it, I'm ashamed to show off this broken knife, I'm almost blind." A shrill voice came from the crowd.

The crowd stopped flattering and looked towards the source of the sound with a sigh of relief.

The one-eyed joyful expression suddenly changed, turned gloomy, and jumped over the crowd to look.

A man with a strange appearance came towards the table carrying a plate of meat.

It is said that he is peculiar because of those peach blossom eyes, which are especially charming, so that everyone can't tell whether he is a man or a woman. This face may not be good at first glance, but it is absolutely outstanding and makes people unforgettable.

The table was silent, and someone in the crowd in the outer circle blew a very loud whistle, and joked loudly: "Xiao Jiaohua, why haven't the dishes at our table been served yet?"

Mu Qing threw the meat on the one-eyed table, then turned her head, pinched her waist and shouted at the voice: "If your stinking mouth is idle, I'll screw it out for you right now."

Shouted sharply, but there was no voice, probably a regular customer, knowing that this little Jiaohua is not easy to mess with.

Mu Qing rolled her big eyes, raised her head, turned her body and walked towards the kitchen.

"Stop!" Duoyan slapped the knife on the table, and stretched out his hand to grab Mu Qing's shoulder.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Mu Qing twisted her body, shaking off her one-eyed hand as if being stung by hundreds of ants, her disgust was palpable, "Get your stinky hand away!"

One-eyed was stunned and froze on the spot, then he realized that he couldn't hold back, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said get your dirty hands away!" Mu Qing cast a glance.

"No, the last sentence." One Eye's tone was calm, and he was surprised that Mu Qing didn't feel that it was against harmony.

"The last sentence?" Mu Qing crossed his arms and thought about it, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the knife on the table, "Oh... Let me tell you, even your broken knife is ashamed to show off."

"Broken knife! What are you talking about, you ignorant bitch!" The one-eyed temper suddenly ignited, and he yelled.

"You're the fucking bitch! I'm a pure man!" Mu Qing pinched her waist with both hands, and roared back unabated, "Just this broken knife can only deceive fools like you. It's gorgeous and superficial, but just like you You deserve it."

"You..." One-eyed's face turned blue with anger, but his mouth was clumsy, unable to swear a word, so he simply drew his knife and slashed at Mu Qing.

This kind of barbarian can't make sense.

Mu Qing nimbly dodged the knife from One Eye, stood still, and said in a low voice, "Don't come here again."

The one-eyed red-eyed, how could he detect Mu Qing's change, and raised the knife again...

Near noon, Moyan reached the highest temperature, and the outside was as hot as a stove.

There was also a wave of climax in the inn, and the whole inn was boiling because of Mu Qing and Cyclops.

When the one-eyed knife fell, a round wine can was drawn out of the sky and fell straight to the center of the lobby.

The crowd hurriedly dodged away, and looked resentfully at the place where the wine can was smashed on the counter.

The one-eyed gaze became even sharper, the knife turned half a circle, pointed at the empty counter, and shouted: "Who the hell is stalking me!"

"Hi~" Before seeing the person, I heard his voice first, and a burp came out from the counter.

All the tense people showed disgust on their faces, and sighed one after another: "Hey, it's Lao Lai..."

Immediately, amidst all the grievances, a stubble-faced man who couldn't tell his face or age wobbled out of the counter. If he wasn't wearing coarse clothes, he would have looked like a wild monkey in the deep forest. No difference.

The curly black hair covered most of the face, only the upper part could be seen clearly, and the only pair of eyes that could be seen were also red and swollen into a narrow slit due to drunkenness.

A pair of dull pupils in the narrow slit turned left and right, and when they reached the table of the young man in white, they suddenly enlarged, adding a lot of brilliance.

Under the bushy beard, the upturned corners of the mouth are also faintly visible.

The environment in the desert is harsh, with wind and sand all the year round, and it is rare to see young men with thin skin and tender flesh, and most of them are rough men.

And this young man is really handsome, with a sense of righteousness between his brows, an extremely wonderful person.

In the inn, it is very conspicuous.

The man let out a long sigh of relief, shook his head, and looked away with a smile on his face.

His gaze went straight to Mu Qing, his smile subsided, and the man walked towards the two people who had stopped with a sullen face.

One Eye raised the knife again and aimed at Mu Qing, while Mu Qing lowered her head with a gloomy expression.

Wherever the man went, everyone in the inn stepped back one after another, giving way to a path.

Anyone who has lived in Moyan for a long time knows that this thousand-year-old Lai——Lai Yu has become serious.

The last person who made Lai Yu show such an expression has disappeared in the desert, but this is all a legend.

Accompanied by the appearance of Lai Yu, this inn has been open in the desert for more than ten years, and it has become a symbol of the desert with the supply of people coming and going.

This happened more than ten years ago, who still remembers.

I just vaguely heard from some people who have lived in Moyan for a long time. When I saw Lai Yu at the beginning of the year, he was at the age of high spirits, with a tall and straight figure and an extraordinary demeanor. It's just a big shot passing by.

But as time passed, Lai Yu didn't leave, and even opened an inn, and everyone gradually got used to Lai Yu's existence.

Lai Yu didn't care about his image, and he didn't know when he became sloppy. He had grown this beard for more than ten years, and during that time, no one saw his true face again.

So far, even if Lai Yu is like this, he still left an indelible legend to Da Mo, and everyone has to give way.

A legend has been going on for ten years, just because of the intimidation of seeing this person for the first time, if he didn't hide in the desert, he should have done something good.

The crowd laughed and sighed again, this one-eyed person who doesn't know what is good or bad has offended the person who shouldn't be offended.

But the crowd was expecting something to happen, and they all watched the show with their chests folded.

Lai Yu staggered and walked behind Mu Qing, just when he stopped, another hiccup came out.

In the already quiet inn, this abrupt sound attracted even more attention.

Immediately, the inn burst into bursts of laughter, the one-eyed person at the front laughed the most wantonly, pressed the knife on the ground, supported his trembling body, and sneered loudly: "Where did this straw bag come from?"

Amidst the laughter, Mu Qing slowly raised her head, looking at Cyclops sharply.

In the hand behind her back, there was an extra sharp knife at some point.

"Go back to the backyard." Behind him, Lai Yu put Mu Qing's shoulders on his shoulders, and pressed his body back when he was about to get up with more force.

The tone is calm, but it does not allow rejection.

Mu Qing glanced back, then rolled her eyes, frowned her fingers, and retracted the half-extended blade into her sleeve.

Because of Lai Yu's belching in the noisy inn, he didn't notice Lai Yu and Mu Qing's small movements at all.

After calming down for a while, Mu Qing went back to the backyard angrily with a dark face.

The inn became quiet again, and their gazes focused on Lai Yu. The crowd completely changed their faces, and they all put on the bright side the appearance of watching a good show.

Being the focus, Lai Yu didn't take it seriously, grinning at the corner of his mouth, his white teeth pointed at the young man in white.

Sure enough, they looked at each other.

Lai Yu has observed that this young man is quite noble, even if there is trouble around him, he will not be moved, let alone a sliver of energy because of a rude hiccup.

Obviously, this pair of eyes was aimed at him.

On the other side, across the crowd, the young man in white looked at Lai Yuhou, he didn't turn his eyes back immediately, and he didn't hide the inquiring eyes at all, his eyes were especially sharp.

The young master may not know that this kind of staring is regarded as provocation in the desert.

Instead of being angry, Lai Yu smiled, and the corners of his paused mouth rose again, fully accepting the scrutiny of the young man in white.

His hands were not idle, Lai Yu picked up the chopsticks bucket beside him, inadvertently shot, and quickly threw it at Cyclops.

His eyes quickly returned to the young master, his eyebrows raised, and his smile deepened.

The tense expression of the young man in white relaxed, and he turned around in a panic.

Looking at the young master's slightly trembling shoulders, the corners of Lai Yu's mouth were extremely cracked, under the black beard, the two rows of white teeth were particularly bright.

At the other end, the bucket of chopsticks hit Cyclops unexpectedly, half of it fell to the ground, and half scattered around.

One-eyed was caught off guard, and looked up at Lai Yu in a daze.

And the people in this room shrank back again, avoiding the attack of chopsticks.

In the sultry afternoon, a group of strong men huddled in this small inn, breathless, under the dark faces, pairs of bright black eyes were about to see through the two people in the center.

"What's the matter?" When the crowd was busy dodging backwards, a tall, skinny old man came out of the back kitchen.

The old man had two whiskers scattered around the corners of his mouth, and he trembled when he walked. With this rough and rigorous face, he still looked ridiculous.

The old man was holding the account book in his hand, and his unfallen feet stepped over the chopsticks on the ground very flexibly, walking all the way to the lobby and asking all the way.

In the spare time, the old man looked around the lobby sharply.

When he saw the young man in white, the old man twirled his beard with his fingers, and his eyes stopped on him.

"Sir, someone is causing trouble, copy the guy!" Lai Yu looked at the old man, picked up the abacus on the counter and threw it over.

Mr. San Dao quickly turned his eyes away from the young man in white, hurriedly picked up the abacus thrown at him, bumped it a few times and finally put it in his arms, then glared at Lai Yu.

Lai Yu smiled innocently and pointed to Cyclops.

Mr. San Dao glanced to the side angrily, seeing that tall, burly and vicious man, he immediately turned his eyes back, holding the abacus and muttering: "This is not how the abacus is used, it is violent and violent."

Muttering, San Dao turned around and went back to the kitchen with his abacus in his arms.

"Hey! Sir!" Lai Yu looked at the three disappearing figures and cursed, "Damn it."

Relying on others is worse than relying on oneself, Lai Yu clapped his hands, then walked towards Cyclops dangling.

Over there, Cyclops was so angry that his eyes were scarlet, he waved his knife in the air and walked towards Lai Yu at the same time.

This one-eyed aura is not bad in the desert, but Lai Yu is much more lazy.

The crowd waited and watched with bated breath, waiting for Lai Yu to make his achievements.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Lai Yu stepped on the scattered chopsticks on the ground, slipped his foot, and plunged into the legs of the young man in white beside him with his limbs wide open, and wrapped his hands around the young man's waist.

☆、The case of mass destruction without tail 2