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Hongxing Inn is full of guests, and the business is booming as before.

A man in a yellow blouse stood in front of the door, wearing a bamboo hat, carrying a large burden, a rolled up yellow flag on his waist, and a huge sword on his back. The shabby earth-colored linen cloth was wrapped in layers, and only the wooden hilt was exposed.At this time, he raised his head slightly, revealing his face hidden under the bamboo hat. He is handsome and elegant, with thin lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and a pair of dark eyes that seem to be happy or angry. Is a romantic scholar.

"Little Er, serve the wine, serve the good wine!" The man entered the inn, picked up a corner table and sat down, his voice was deep and pleasant, with an unspeakable magnetism, and the moment he opened his mouth, he attracted everyone's attention in the lobby.

The man seemed unaware of those probing or envious gazes.He took off the sword on his back and put it aside, but the hand on the sword did not leave.

Xiaoer smiled and brought a jar of top-quality cellar wine, showing great hospitality to the man, but his eyes fell on the big baggage beside him.Not only Xiao Er, but everyone in the inn lobby was attracted by the man's baggage.

The man seemed to have finally sensed it. He picked up the wine glass and sipped lazily. His eyes swept sideways, and the aura around him changed immediately. He actually released a frightening cold and murderous aura, forcing those who were watching to look away.

With a cloud pattern wooden handle sword and eight trigrams yellow flag, this person's identity is already very obvious.

A witch catcher.

Looking at the murderous aura on his body, there are probably many monsters who died under his hands.

Since a celestial change in the East China Sea a few years ago, it seems that there have been a lot of wanton monsters in the world.They frequently appear in cities and towns, and the reason why they carry the word "demon" is because they are different from ordinary beasts, and they all have some demonic methods, which are difficult to deal with with ordinary methods.Therefore, in order not to be troubled by monsters, more and more mortals in the secular world go to the legendary sect of the Immortal School to learn from teachers. Barely regain those low-level monsters that made trouble.Over the past few years, with the increase in the number of these people, they gradually have a common title - demon catcher.

Hongxing Inn is the largest inn in Pingkou City.Pingkou City, which leads to the Far West, is located in the pass fortress at the junction of the four countries. This ancient city has prosperous business exchanges. Every day, people of all colors pass by and stay overnight. There are mixed fish and dragons in the city. Monsters haunt, and monsters often wreak havoc.

Where there are monsters, there are monster catchers.

The people in Pingkou City are no strangers to demon hunters, but because of a major event that happened recently, demon hunters from all over the world flocked into Pingkou City, and there were many more strange people.Especially this Hongxing Inn, there have been no less than a dozen monster catchers staying in within a few days.It's just because demon catchers often fight with monsters, most of them have rough and fierce looks, either with scars on their faces, or missing arms and legs, it's really rare to be so handsome.However, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. For those who understand this industry, the most attractive thing about this person is the baggage. If there is any animal skin that cherishes monsters inside, it is no different from real gold and silver these days. , how can it not attract more people to see?

Obviously, the man in the yellow shirt was already being watched, but it was just his first time here, and everyone still couldn't figure out the details of each other, but no one acted rashly without understanding, and they still drank and ate their own food.The man in the yellow shirt himself was also concentrating on drinking, silent, and had no intention of chatting with anyone.

"My friend, there are no empty tables in the hall, do you mind if I share the table with you?"

A man's voice sounded, soft and soft, obviously without a trace of femininity, but inexplicably, it made people's hearts numb and crisp, as if the sound of heaven was fluttering, gently brushing in the heart like a feather.

The man in the yellow shirt raised his head.

The sound in the lobby gradually disappeared.

Everyone was attracted by the person standing next to the man in the yellow shirt at this time, or to be more precise, not just attracted, but obsessed and stupid.

The young man in white clothes has red lips, a pair of jet-black eyes that seem to be able to speak, seductive, and pure and charming. Once people meet him, he can't wait to glue his eyeballs to his face. His fair skin is like soaking in milk. When it comes out, it looks sweet and sweet, making people want to go up and lick it to see if it really smells like milk.

The man in the yellow shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked straight at the young man in front of him. He didn't speak, but moved the package on the seat aside.

The meaning is already obvious.

it goes without saying.

The young man suddenly smiled, turned around and sat opposite the man, with both arms resting on the table, propping his head and staring at the man, his eyes fixed, his expression focused, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"My name is Mo Chen."

The man in the yellow shirt took a sip of the wine and looked away lightly, but there was an imperceptible blush on his face.

"My lord, Mo Chen, may I ask you what your name is?"

Seeing that the man in the yellow shirt didn't answer him, the boy in white yelled "Brother" one after another without being discouraged.These people who are resting at the top of the inn are not bachelors who come and go in the wind and rain. They usually live a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, and they rarely have the energy to think about lustful things. Yes, the young man's gentle and soft "brother" called out the reaction, and they all secretly scolded the man in the yellow shirt for his ignorance. If the young man was allowed to call him any longer, they might not be able to hold back the ejaculation.

"Ning Yuan." The man in the yellow shirt finally couldn't hold back, squeezed out two words, and squinted at the young man with a hint of warning.

"Ning Yuan." The young man nodded, the smile in his eyes was overflowing, he didn't know what he was happy about, and repeated it over and over again, "Ning Yuan, Ning Yuan, Ning Yuan..."

The man in the yellow shirt stood up suddenly, and the movement was a little heavy, causing the chair and the ground to rub harshly.

The boy looked up and blinked innocently at him.

Ning Yuan: "..."

"Hey, Brother Yuan, why do you want to leave? The wine party is half drunk!" Seeing that the man in the yellow shirt turned around and was about to leave, he hurried forward to stop him. He takes a room.

"I want a room too, next to Brother Ning Yuan!" The young man cheekily asked, as if he couldn't see the increasingly gloomy expression of the man in the yellow shirt.

All the people in the lobby who witnessed this farce showed ambiguous smiles, and they all looked at each other and winked, saying that the charm of the demon master is not shallow, and there is a good product delivered to their door.

Come first, come first, Xiaoer arranged a room for Ning Yuan, and then said to the boy in white with a look of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, my lord, that room just now is the last vacant room we have here..." Xiaoer thought Refused, suddenly met the young man's watery eyes, his thoughts moved slightly, and the topic changed, "But I think you two are very familiar, but you are friends together? Anyway, they are both men, so why don't you just live in the same room?" ?”

"Okay, okay." Mo Chen nodded with a smile, and couldn't agree more.

"We met by chance. I'm sorry." Ning Yuan clasped his fist at Mo Chen, got the room number plate, and went straight up to the second floor under the guidance of Xiao Er.

I thought this attitude was already very obvious, but unexpectedly, the young man in white clung to him again, and followed him upstairs. Ning Yuan's eyes flashed a gloomy look. After returning to the room, he directly closed the door without looking at Mo Chen. .

Xiao Er looked at Mo Chen in embarrassment, meaning what do you think about this, or you should change to another inn?But Mo Chen waved his hand at him and said it's all right, then he flipped up his robe, and sat cross-legged at the door of Ning Yuan's room.

The second shopkeeper: "..."

At this time, Xiao Er was almost roaring in his heart, thinking where did this dude come from? If he pursues people in broad daylight, he is still chasing a man. What's the matter with squatting at other people's gates with a shameless face?But it's all about complaining, Xiaoer can't use a broom to drive this guest out, so he can only let him go, before he left, he couldn't help but imagine in his heart, if there is such a young man who is more beautiful than a woman chasing him, what would he do? Could it be that you can't hold it anymore?

Mo Chen squatted at the gate of Ningyuan, and he squatted to the top of the tree on the moon. Naturally, all the guests in the inn would see him, but he was cheeky and looked at Ningyuan with his head on his back. Looking at the door, it seemed that if he stared at it a little longer, the door could be opened.

Until the dead of night.

Ning Yuan pushed open the door and saw the young man at the door.

Instead of waiting until he fell asleep, the boy stood up immediately the moment he opened the door, staring at Ning Yuan with a bright smile.

"What exactly do you want?" Ning Yuan looked down at the boy.

"Can't you see that I want to attract your attention?" Mo Chen said bluntly.

Ning Yuan was silent, and suddenly smiled. This smile made his whole temperament become both evil and righteous, "In the middle of the night, do you want to attract my attention?"

Since the reunion, Mo Chen felt that this was the first time that Ning Yuan looked at him directly, his heart was beating wildly, and he was too nervous to speak for a moment.

"It seems to be a bit successful." Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, opened the door and turned slightly sideways to make way for a passage, with an ambiguous expression.

Mo Chen finally got his wish and entered Ning Yuan's room.

The door of the room closed behind him with a slight creak.

"Mo Chen."

The familiar voice, yet unfamiliar, still made Mo Chen's heart tighten.He turned around and looked at Ning Yuan who was leaning against the door, who was staring at him with a probing look.

"Your name is Mo Chen." Ning Yuan walked in front of Mo Chen, he was half a head taller than him, looking down at him from a very close distance, feeling a little oppressed, and I don't know if he was intentional, but kept pulling closer The distance from Mo Chen.

Ning Yuan's breath seemed to entangle Mo Chen's breath, making him swallow nervously, looking at him, and finally dodged subconsciously by those eyes, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, he just nodded and drooped. The fists on both sides of the body were clenched tighter and tighter.

My heart was pounding, and the uncontrollable joy filled my chest.

"The water is cold, I'll ask Xiao Er to make some warm water." Just when Mo Chen thought that Ning Yuan's lips were going to stick to his, he heard him whisper in his ear.

Mo Chen was taken aback.

"Why, doesn't Mr. Mo want to share a room with me?" Ning Yuan asked with surprise on his face.

"Well, yes, yes."

Ning Yuan curled his lips into a smile, his eyes dimmed, "It's getting late, it's time to rest."