ink blade

Chu Yan's grinning smile didn't just make Mo Ren feel at a loss.

There was an unintentional sense of intimacy between the two, who originally looked like a master and servant.Now, those quack men who were paying attention to the roughness here began to laugh.

Those who were wary also relieved their hands from their weapons.Some were frivolous and presumptuous, and even whistled: "Hehe, grandpa, I thought he was some kind of powerful person, but he turned out to be a rabbit. Tsk, this appearance is not bad, but there is one thing... Can you still carry that sword? "

"Hahahaha." There was a burst of laughter in the hall, and the ink blade was actually regarded as a pet.No one saw Palace Master Chu's face sinking, and the murderous intent hidden in his phoenix pupils skyrocketed in vain...

Mo Ren was so shocked that he hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of the palace master, lowered his voice and advised: "My lord, my lord, don't care about these ordinary people."

"Shut up." Chu Yan resentfully changed a dish, and stuffed it with chopsticks.

Seeing that the two men didn't fight back, they were just talking about you and me, and they laughed again.After laughing, he ignored the pair of master and servant, and chatted in twos and threes while drinking, and the content was indeed about the Shuijinglou case.

Chu Yan and Mo Ren ate, listened, and thought about each other.They also saw that these mermaids were a mixed bag, and most of them were not experts. They just came here with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the opportunity to see the excitement, or to get some benefits.

If you want to find out the real secrets, you will definitely not be able to point to them, but if you listen to the gossip while eating, you may be pleasantly surprised.If it wasn't for this unexpected joy, Chu Yan would have done it a long time ago.

Of course, since it's gossip, you must not believe it all, nor take it too seriously.

For example, now, the conversation of those guys has changed from the enemy of the murdered elder of Shuijinglou to speculating that the master of Shuijinglou is a graceful and peerless beauty, and then changed to the senior brother of Xuyang Sword School who is fanatically pursuing the master of Shuijinglou.Later, when they mentioned that the Sunrise Sword Sect seemed to be involved in this suspicious case, Chu and Mo were refreshed, but then these men talked about the Jiuzhong Temple, which had a grievance with the Sunrise Sword Sect, and then...

Then he talked about the Nine Layers Palace Master who hadn't shown his face for several years.

"Hey, what kind of character do you think the legendary Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is? It's been rumored in the Jianghu. Could it be that he's really three-headed and six-armed?"

"I heard that the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is a vicious, cruel and bloodthirsty villain. He, nothing else, just likes to eat that child's heart..."

In a certain corner, Palace Master Chu, who was holding a bowl of wine to his lips, froze suddenly.Mo Ren's face on the opposite side immediately turned cold.

"No, no, brother, I heard that the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is a feminine monster. A few years ago, in order to practice a set of supreme martial arts, he cut off his lower body!"

"Cough, cough..."

Chu Yan put down the wine bowl with a bang, his face turned blue, and he seemed to be thumping his chest angrily.

"Bah, what you said is wrong! I know it!" A strong, short-bearded man patted his chest and stood up, gulping down a large bowl of strong wine, blushing from drunk, and shouting with the strength of alcohol, " That Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is not a good person! Hiccup...I, I heard that the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is a disrespectful, obscene, and wretched sixtieth old man... Hiccup, he just-- just loves to play with those beautiful and weak The innocent son... It is said that he raised a stunning person in the palace, hehehe, he is three points more beautiful than that girl..."

"what? What?"

"Oh, really?"

Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of the people at the surrounding tables and discussing in an uproar, the short-bearded man drank a big bowl again, patted the table and said more vigorously: "How, don't you all know? I also heard that the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace is robbing beauties all over the place, hiding them in his backyard for him to enjoy day and night, even the current emperor's harem is comparable to it!"

"I heard that the Palace Master has not been seen for several years, maybe he was hollowed out by wine and sex, and dare not come out to meet people..."

The short-bearded man was shouting, but before he could finish his sentence, he heard a "crack" sound as if the silk was being ripped through the air, and a long and thin hidden weapon flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and none of the people present could cut it off. !

"what!!!"

There was a muffled sound, followed by a scream.

The right hand of the big man who was slapping the table was nailed to death on the table by the flying weapon!The big man who was beaming with joy just now had a ferocious face, his facial features were twisted together, and he subconsciously pulled out the "hidden weapon" with his left hand, but at this moment he found that it was not a sharp weapon at all, but a bamboo chopstick provided in the inn.

But it was such a bamboo chopstick that the big man who always boasted of his supernatural power couldn't pull it out no matter what.As soon as I exerted force, it snapped from the middle with a snap.

"Who is it!" All the gangsters changed their faces, stood up slowly and revealed their weapons, pointing to the corner where the hidden weapon flew like an enemy.The shopkeeper and the handyman Xiaoer slackened their legs and dared not make a sound.

In the corner, the handsome young man in navy blue and the silent and pale attendant in black were still sitting quietly.

The young man raised his graceful neck and took a sip of the wine.But the attendant in black glanced coldly at everyone, his eyes were as cold as a knife that was cut and stained with blood, and he couldn't look at them.

With a movement of his pale fingers, the only remaining bamboo chopstick twirled smartly between his fingers, and landed heavily on the table with a "click".

...It was the ink blade that did it.

Chu Yan leisurely sipped the rim of his wine glass, thinking that Ah Renguo was really protecting him, and couldn't hide the smug smile on his face.

He turned a blind eye to the weapons pointing this way, and just leaned over to his guards, blew a breath in Mo Ren's ear maliciously, and whispered: "Ah... Ah Ren, don't worry about who told Gu just now with?"

Ink Blade was silent: "..."

After molesting his own guards, Chu Yan was finally willing to stand up straight, looked around at the gleaming weapons, let go of the wine glass on the table, and said with a sneer: "Everyone sit down. Today is just a small punishment, and we will be here later." Walking in the rivers and lakes, you have to learn to use your tongue less and use your brain more."

What I said was extremely wild. People in a week held their breaths or stared angrily, but Chu Yan didn't care, stretched out his hand to pick up the ink blade, and said: "Of course, if anyone refuses to accept my words, just take your life to try!" Give it a try." After saying that, he took a step forward, bypassing the shopkeeper Xiao Er who was too scared to speak, and went straight upstairs.

"You...!" These gangsters are all bloody husbands. Today, the brother was injured and treated with such contempt. Several of them couldn't help but jump out to fight.But before this person could speak out and step forward, a middle-aged man in sackcloth suddenly stood up and shouted, "That's enough, sit down!"

The voice was as majestic as a bell, and a group of brothers who were red-eyed and gritted their teeth were also silenced by him.The middle-aged man in Mai turned around, clasped his fists on the stairs, blushed and said: "My lord, our brothers are all rough people from the mountains and fields, and they just said words carelessly. No wonder!"

After a long while, there was a "hmm" sound from the stairs, and the wind was calm.

The middle-aged man in sackcloth heaved a sigh of relief, Dou Da's cold sweat was already covering his forehead.

He is a man who has seen a lot, these two people are extraordinary, and the martial arts of the young man who looks like a servant is so high that he can't figure it out at all. If he offends some big shots, his gang of reckless brothers will be enough for others to breathe effort.

He shook his head and helped his bloody brother pick out the broken chopsticks from his palm.I decided in my heart that I would withdraw with my brothers tomorrow morning. The muddy water this time is not something they can afford...

……

But he said that Chu Yan had entered his room, but when he turned around, Mo Ren also followed in silently, and closed the door behind his back.

Chu Yan thought that he had something to say to him, but when the door closed, Mo Ren knelt down on the ground with his knees upright, "This subordinate shot without authorization, please be punished by the Lord."

Chu Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "Get up, you defend me, I like it before it's too late, how can there be any reason for punishment?"

Mo Ren knelt without moving, and said calmly: "If the master has the intention to punish those people, and cut off their tongues at the beginning, how can it be the subordinate's turn to do it?"

As he said, he pursed his lips slightly unwillingly, "It was the subordinate who acted rashly and caused trouble for the Lord... Mo Ren dare not be presumptuous anymore, please punish the Lord."

Mo Ren's serious request for punishment made Chu Yan feel at a loss as to what to do.

At this moment, no matter how wronged the world is to complain, it is not as painful as the calm tone of the person in front of him.

Mo Ren insisted on asking for punishment, but it was because according to the rules of the temple, as long as the punishment was received from the master, the mistake would be counted as a thing of the past.

The guard always felt habitually that after he finished enduring the pain, he could continue to follow the Lord...

"Oh... you." In the end, there was a long sigh, and Chu Yan frowned slightly, "Can't you stop thinking about it? I just like to wait for you to stand out for me, and I like to watch you use martial arts, can't you?"

"..." Changing the ink blade was stunned, he was at a loss for words for a moment, when he saw Chu Yan coming over and reaching out to help him up, he quickly stood up, looked at Chu Yan stumbled and said with some helplessness: "Then... I still let the Lord... down."

At this time, he actually blamed himself for not being hesitant, and asked the Lord to wait for him for a long time...

Like Mo Ren, being cautious in daily life has been forced into a habit, and it cannot be changed in a day or two.

Chu Yan knew it well, but he couldn't think of any good way to make him let go, so he just hugged him into his arms and whispered repeatedly: "I don't blame you, it was never you who should be punished. Think, don't be afraid."

Mo Ren obeyed Chu Yan's strength and leaned on his shoulder. It was a somewhat ambiguous posture, but his eyes were clear and clear: "The master doesn't need to comfort his subordinates like this. The subordinates are the sharp blades of the master. , has long been fearless. I am only ashamed that the sharp blade is blunt now, and I am afraid that I will not be able to protect the Lord for a long time."

"What nonsense!"

Chu Yan's tone suddenly became sharp, and he stretched out his hand to lift the guard's chin, staring at the somewhat pale face, "I said last time, don't say such things again, will you forget it in a few days?"

But Mo Ren just lowered his eyes and said nothing, his lowered eyelashes cast a shadow in the dim yellow of the candlelight in the room.

Such a guard made Chu Yan a little flustered. In a trance, he felt that the thin body in his arms was just a fragile illusion, which would shatter at the touch of a finger.

Chu Yan tightened his arms, feeling a little cold, why is this person always so cold...

Mo Ren vaguely sensed Chu Yan's uneasiness, "My lord?"

Chu Yan didn't answer, and with a sullen brow, he channeled some of his internal energy into his body, and patiently circled the meridians for a week, until he felt a decent temperature coming from under his hand before letting go in satisfaction.

The guard raised his eyes in a daze, flattered and at a loss.

He hesitated and called again: "My lord...?"

He didn't understand, this time he was clearly not even injured.

Why is the master wasting his internal energy in vain?

Chu Yan said: "Although you left the dark hall and me in the early years, your martial arts are still the way there. The dark hall's mind is cold and vicious. I know you want to protect my heart, but there is no rush to practice martial arts. , don't hurt yourself."

Mo Ren's heart moved slightly.He was a useless person before his death in the previous life, and he was reborn to a young and healthy present, and he was surrounded by secret enemies, and he was still somewhat anxious to get back his martial arts as soon as possible.

The Lord has noticed this, and advised him not to rush for success...?

Mo Ren's heart was so warm that he quickly lowered his face and nodded in response.So Chu Yan pointed to luck and pointed at the candle, causing a gust of wind to extinguish the fire.

"Okay, we have to hurry tomorrow, so go to sleep."

"Yes."

Mo Ren nodded, and slowly backed out in the darkness.

Before closing the door, I heard Chu Yan's voice coming out from inside: "Listen, there are hidden guards for the night watch, so you don't need to worry about it. You go back to the room and lie down on the bed for me. If you are disobedient...in the future, the master of the palace will Watch you sleep at night!"

At the end of that sentence, it seemed that he was deliberately teasing him, pretending to be fierce and childish.He looked very much like Chu Yan, the Young Palace Master who was only fifteen or sixteen years old many, many years ago.

"..." Mo Ren blinked his lowered eyelashes hastily, and in the peaceful night, his heart was warmed again.

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