C18

The Huangpu River was a river where boats shuttled back and forth across it, carrying various materials and building materials. It was like the dragon vein of the Beijing Sea and was of vital importance to the development of the economy of the Beijing Sea.

On the bank of the river, the early autumn breeze carried a hint of coolness. A tall man wearing a black trench coat tightly wrapped around him. He exuded a faint evil aura that made him seem as if he were a stranger.

After getting rid of Mo Yiwen and the others, Yan Yun left the Heavenly Horse Mountain and came here.

Glancing at the man, Yan Yun walked forward.

"Which organization?" Yan Yun looked at Mei Ying, his white face carrying an evil aura that could not be shaken.

"Indian Beast Sect." Mei Ying's expression was ice-cold, his face looked like a ten thousand year old piece of ancient ice, but when he looked at Yan Yun, there was a trace of emotion in the depths of his eyes.

Evil King Mei Ying, an existence that caused countless martial practicer to tremble in fear, yet at this moment, he was calmly conversing with a man.

Everyone knew that Mei Ying rarely spoke, and no one had even heard him speak. This was an evil king in the dark of night, with countless lives disappearing, making him famous for his vicious actions. His pair of dark blue gloves were like a scythe, and the sniper who killed Yan Yun today had died under that blue glove.

The bodyguards of Mo Family only knew that the killer was trying to buy time for their comrade to kill Yan Yun, but did not know that Yan Yun was also trying to stall for time, waiting for Mei Ying's arrival until he managed to instantly kill the sniper.

"Want to touch them?" Mei Ying asked, he seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, but if people from the circles knew, they would say that Mei Ying was too arrogant.

Even if you are Evil King, the 'Indian Beast Sect' is not something you can touch as you wish. It is the world's seventh largest organization in the martial practicer, located in India, with unfathomable powers. No matter how powerful you are, Xie Wang is only a single person.

Yan Yun shook his head lightly. He knew that as long as he gave the order, Mei Ying would go to India without hesitation. But they still had more important things to attend to, so there was no need to go overboard.

"The Indian Beast Sect is not our target, we just need to investigate their forces in Jinghai and destroy them."

Mei Ying nodded, as if he knew that Yan Yun would say this, and then said a reminder: "Of the two you killed today, one was called Qing Ze, and the other was Qing Cang, the disciples of the two protectors Kuang Shi and Tan Lang, I'm afraid they will not let this matter rest."

"If they really come, it'll be because they're blind."

Yan Yun shook his head and smiled indifferently.

At night, when Yan Yun returned, the inside of the purple apartment was brightly lit. Chu Yunxi was cooking in the kitchen while Lin Muer and Mo Le chattered non-stop.

Mo Le was already back. Yan Yun was not surprised, he was fine and could return when he woke up.

"Yan Yun, you're back?" Lin Muer ran over and pulled Yan Yun to a corner.

"Future Brother-in-law, I heard that you saved big sister Le Le today. How did you do that?" Lin Muer acted like a curious baby.

Hearing Lin Muer's words, Yan Yun immediately thought of Mo Yiwen. Seems like although he did not go to the hospital, Mo Yiwen had taken credit for him, obviously wanting him to add some good feelings to Mo Le's heart.

"Future Brother-in-law, quickly tell me. I heard from my brother that you can fly over walls, can you fly? Can you teach me? " Lin Muer pulled Yan Yun's arm, and whispered.

Enjoyment was one thing, but he definitely could not fall into the little girl's trap.

Yan Yun shrugged his shoulders and said: "I don't even have wings, how do I fly?"

"Oh." Lin Muer nodded as if she understood something, but she suddenly thought of something and her eyes blinked, revealing a sly smile. "Future Brother-in-law, you better not use your flying skills to sneak out of our window in the middle of the night to peep."

"…"

Yan Yun was speechless, this girl was truly clever, he had already guessed it, but last night when he crawled out of Mo Le's window, although he saw many scenes that he shouldn't have seen before but he also wanted to see, he was worried about Mo Le. There was a reason behind it!

"You're back?" Chu Yunxi walked out of the kitchen, glanced at Yan Yun, and calmly said. She did not display any surprise at what had happened today.

Yan Yun nodded his head, Chu Yunxi had a blue bib on her chest, looking like a housewife, very much like a virtuous wife.

Ever since Yan Yun came back, he did not speak a word to him during dinner. However, the expression he gave Yan Yun was no longer as cold as before, and in his heart, he felt very grateful to Yan Yun for saving his life. However, little girl could not bring himself to speak to him, as he was afraid that Lin Muer would laugh at him.

After dinner, Mo Le took the initiative to come to Yan Yun's side. Yan Yun was shocked, thinking, could it be that the hero saving the beauty has moved the little girl? That's not good. There were a lot of people here. He could just wait until midnight and sneak into his room.

"Yan Yun, let's go practice our zither!" Mo Le mustered up his courage and said that, then took the lead to walk up the stairs. It was very rare for Miss Mo to lower himself to such a level.

Yan Yun stared blankly at his, then smiled bitterly and rubbed his nose, thinking to himself, could it be that he was thinking too much? However, just as little girl was about to leave, he saw a hint of red appearing on her face.

Practicing the Zither, or to put it bluntly, he would have a tacit understanding with Yan Yun. After all, the Freshmen Competition was about to begin, and the two would have to act on behalf of the seniors to welcome the freshmen.

Since that was the case, Yan Yun felt that it was time to practice his abandoned zither arts. He stood up casually and walked upstairs.

"Future Brother-in-law, you can do it!" Lin Muer ran over to Yan Yun's side while laughing, she waved her little fists and encouraged him.

Do your best? Yan Yun felt that it was a little strange, did she really think that he was chasing after Mo Le? What a joke, Mo Le was clearly the one inviting him, alright?

Although this was what he was thinking, he quickened his pace. A man and a woman alone in a room. Furthermore, she was a beauty. Time was very precious.

In the living room, Chu Yunxi raised her head to look at Yan Yun's back, and revealed a pondering expression!

This man was very mysterious!

Inside the zither room, Mo Le sat in front of the white piano, playing Ah Sang's "Always Be Quiet". This was a female singer with ill-fated fate, although she had already passed away, Mo Le was still fond of her songs.

Maybe it was because he had the same feeling as his life. Whenever he was in a bad mood, Mo Le would play Ah Sang's song alone, and over time, it became her habit.

Mo Le played it very well, it was fresh with a tinge of sadness, the tune was clear and melodious, profound to the point.

Yan Yun walked over. Seeing that half of the bench was empty, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He then very generously sat down.

"Do you want to play anything?" He was a pure man, it was his turn to break the silence.

"The Master Pei Yun's is pretty good, everyone is familiar with it, and the meaning of the song is also very good. The past is reminiscent, the past is reminiscent, and the new students have just gotten used to it.

Mo Le said with confidence, obviously he had already thought of a plan.

"If you want to play this song well, it will be very difficult!" What's more, it's a duet, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up! " Yan Yun laughed playfully.

"Tch!" I still don't know who can't do it. " Miss Mo was immediately displeased. With her zither skills, she had never been looked down upon before!

"Then why don't you try?" Yan Yun sent a questioning gaze, and unknowingly, the two of them broke the awkward situation.

"The WHO is afraid of the WHO!" Mo Le raised his head and immediately said.