Chapter 1409

Yin Ziyu raised her eyebrows, and Avril beside her clapped her hands and said with a smile, "that's a good idea. Anyway, Mr. Yu is a stranger and the assassin doesn't know him. You can surprise him and protect Miss Mila by the way."

Yin Ziyu nodded: "that will trouble the third uncle."

"Family, please." Yu Qinghuai smiles. She is very happy that she can help. After cleaning up, she opens the door from the cellar and walks slowly to the "fish to heaven" teahouse.

The decoration here is antique and has the flavor of Central Plains. Yu Qinghuai came to the tea house and sat down by the window. He said with a smile, "is the boss from Central Plains?"

Hearing the familiar local accent, Mu Zhiyan recovered from her absence and stood up to greet her in person: "Hello, old man, I really come from the Central Plains."

After that, he brought a pot of Longjing and said with a smile, "I seldom meet fellow villagers here. This pot of Longjing is my treat."

"Thank you very much Yu Qinghuai is naturally forthright and has a good impression on Mu Zhiyan. She poured a cup and sniffed it at the tip of her nose. Her eyes brightened. "Wow, it's a surprise that she can taste the authentic Longjing girl in a foreign country."

After that, you don't have to use Mu Zhiyan's hand. You take the tool and pour it from left to right. After a while, the fragrance of tea will spread everywhere.

Mu Zhiyan also in front of a bright, thumbs up praise way: "the old man is also the master of this way."

"I'm not an expert. I just like to drink some tea." Yu Qinghuai laughs and points to the opposite position. "If this girl doesn't think I'm wordy, how about we exchange views together?"

Mu Zhiyan was overjoyed: "so I don't dare to invite you."

Rarely come to the interest, can put the previous unhappiness aside, Mu Zhiyan is very excited to chat with Yu Qinghuai. After decades of immersion in tea ceremony in Qinghuai, Mu Zhiyan was pleasantly surprised by her casual experience. In the end, she even danced happily and took a pen and paper from the counter to chat and record.

Yu Qinghuai knows that the girl opposite is Yin Ziyu's confidant. Of course, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it. Without reservation, she tells all she knows and learns. In a short period of time, a young man and an old man become friends. She is very happy to chat while drinking tea.

"Well... The smell of tea is really intoxicating." An old voice came from the door, and then a gray haired old man came in with a crutch. Although old, the old man's temperament is still quite elegant, with intoxicated color on his face and memories in his eyes. "It's still the memory of 30 years ago, when I was in the Central Plains for a period of time, I could smell the strong fragrance of tea every day."

After the old man came into the room, he looked along the fragrance, his eyes brightened, his eyes were deeply fixed on Mu Zhiyan, and then he came back with a kind look, and sighed deeply: "you two, can I have a taste of tea? I'll pay for it. "

In the face of such a foreign old man who has a special liking for the Central Plains tea ceremony, Mu Zhiyan had no reason to refuse. She nodded with a smile and said, "of course, no problem. Please sit down, old man. I'm pouring a pot of tea for you."

The old man nodded and sat down, but his eyes never left Mu Zhiyan. Especially when he turned around and showed his slim figure and two attractive legs, the original kind face showed greed and desire uncontrollably.

Because Yu Qinghuai had already reached the inner level of cultivation, and his internal power and elite Qi gathered into his body. His appearance was just an ordinary old man, but he didn't attract the attention of the white haired old man at all.

It was the count of darkness who was dressed as the old man with white hair. As Avril had guessed, he was absolutely unwilling to leave before he finished the assassination task. This is not only the credibility of the assassin, but also a rare challenge for the count of darkness.

As long as he succeeds in killing the king's razor, the benefits will be immeasurable.

Because he couldn't find the king's razor, the dark count, who had run the town back and forth for several times, had no choice but to disguise himself and appear in the tea house again.

As long as Mu Zhiyan is here, as long as that damned night eater doesn't stay by, he will have a chance.

Sure enough, God sometimes dozed off. Originally, he was afraid that the night eaters would guard her side. He planned to send a message to the moon worship court quietly, driving the wolf and swallowing the tiger to kill the guy who was good at eating blood. Now it seems that he doesn't need it.

No wonder the king's razor and the night eater have a special love for this woman. Now he can see the woman's unique figure. It's no exaggeration to say that the graceful back and attractive legs are really favored by God. I don't know how many women will get countless flowers and applause because they only have the partial characteristics of her figure. This woman has never planned to use her innate advantages.Unfortunately, she met him, the super power of the killer world. The count of darkness narrowed his eyes slightly and seriously considered whether to reward herself before she died.

Just at the moment when he wanted to stand up, a terrible premonition suddenly came from his side, which made his scalp numb. He turned back suddenly, but what he saw was still the old man who was slowly tasting tea with the cup.

Seeing that he suddenly turned his head, the old man nodded kindly, pointed to the teacup with a smile and said, "this kind of good tea is not easy to drink. It must be dripped into the mouth to keep fragrance."

The count of darkness looked at him seriously, and the old man on the opposite side focused all his energy on the teacup. Although he looked very healthy, he didn't send out any sharp breath. Did he feel wrong?

When you look out of the door, is it someone peeping at you in the distance, who just showed his murderous spirit?

Either way, the count of darkness didn't want to waste any more time. For a killer, it's better to kill thousands of people by mistake than to let one go. It's urgent to deal with the only guest in the room first.

At the foot of the shoe suddenly out of a steel needle, above the quenching of the deadly poison, as long as gently prick the old man, he will die in a minute without pain.

As soon as his foot stepped out, he was trampled by one foot ahead of time. The count of darkness was startled and raised his head. The old man on the opposite side showed a smile: "this brother, we are going to commit a crime in less than two minutes. It's not a good man to install such a long needle on the tip of his foot secretly."

The dark count knew that the opposite was actually a hidden master. His eyes flashed cold light, and his other foot quickly pointed to Qinghuai's leg. At the same time, a pistol with a muffler suddenly appeared in his hand, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation