Chapter 45

This night, a total of three waves of people, all the same martial arts, the worst foreign Xiaocheng, the strongest foreign peak.

However, they are all left in the courtyard by Chen Mo, and their bodies are piled up in one corner of the courtyard.

Fortunately, it was in the middle of the night. Fortunately, both sides did not want to make too much noise to avoid disturbing the secular forces. Therefore, the rest of the people in the courtyard did not know anything about it. Even Yan Qingcheng, who was the Lord, did not know anything about it. They slept until dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning, the door of the courtyard was suddenly opened, and five or six people in black came in without expression, and quietly carried the bodies onto a van, and even the bloodstains were cleaned up.

Chen Mo sits cross legged in the spirit gathering array. He doesn't stop him. He knows that these people are porters, and they don't know anything.

Ten minutes later, the courtyard returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened, leaving only a pool of water stains, proving that the dozen lives had gone the last journey here!

At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Mo opens his eyes and finishes his practice. He hears someone get up in the bedroom. In order to avoid embarrassment, he goes out of the room to buy breakfast.

"Sangsang, why are you pale? Didn't you sleep well? " Yan Qingcheng's concern is heard in the bedroom.

Sang Sang coughed and said with a smile: "it's OK. It may be a cold. It will be OK in two days."

Yan Qingcheng didn't feel anything about last night's thrilling killing: "well, it seems to me that Chen Mo has gone out. Isn't it a holiday? Why did he get up so early

Sang Sang recalled Chen Mo's figure like a demon last night and his cold killing intention. Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back. When she first came, she didn't give Chen Mo a good face, and threatened Chen Mo more than once. She felt scared after thinking about Sang Sang Sang.

"Was that man really Chen Mo last night?" Sangsang felt that he seemed to have an illusion. He couldn't associate the killing God of last night with the quiet boy he saw at first.

Sangsang really did not know how to answer the strange question of Yan Qingcheng. He pondered for a while and said, "maybe because he is a warrior, he should keep the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early."

"Oh, that's just convenient for us. If you go out and lock the door, you can save him from coming in suddenly." Yan Qingcheng curled up in the newly bought bedding and only showed a beautiful head. She said that there was no heating in this room. She was just an ordinary person. She felt too cold.

Sang Sang, as a martial arts man, has a strong ability to adapt to the external environment, but he doesn't feel cold. He quickly puts on his clothes and goes out to lock the door.

Yan Qingcheng just sat up, proud of himself. The cartoon fox pattern on the top of the pink lining was very cute. If Chen Mo saw this scene, he would be stunned. He never thought Yan Qingcheng was wearing a cartoon lining under his cold exterior.

The two women in the room began to wash and dress up. Chen Mo did not buy breakfast immediately after he went out. Instead, he strolled on the street. He knew that women could only walk a few steps from getting up to going out, but the complicated process took at least half an hour.

Chen Mo calculated the time, and when Yan Qingcheng and Yan Qingcheng got up and dressed up, they bought soybean milk and steamed stuffed buns to return to their room.

There was a faint aroma in the room, which was very pleasant.

Give the breakfast to Sangsang. Chen Mo takes out a Peiyuan pill and hands it to Sang Sang: "it's good for you to eat it!"

Sangsang only looked at the Peiyuan pill, and knew that this pill was extraordinary. She looked at Chen Mo with gratitude.

"I have something to go out of. You can help yourself!" Chen Mo said lightly and turned away.

Yan Qingcheng didn't say anything, but Sangsang suddenly called out, "wait, let Miss follow you!"

Yan Qingcheng Leng for a moment, looking at mulberry tiny frown asked: "why should I follow him?"

Sang Sang wanted to talk about the assassins last night, but he was worried about frightening Yan Qingcheng. He had to say, "I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid I can't protect miss. Follow Chen Mo, he can protect your safety."

Having seen Chen Mo's strength, Sang Sang Sang knows that Yan Qingcheng's following Chen Mo is far safer than following him. What's more, he is injured and needs to adjust his breath.

Yan Qingcheng looked at Sangsang suspiciously, and then looked at Chen Mo, who had no expression on his face. He nodded reluctantly: "OK, I'll follow him!"

Chen Mo also has a headache. He wants to go out to work. He is afraid that he will be in trouble with such a beautiful woman as Yan Qingcheng.

But he knew that Sang Sang needed to adjust his breath. If there was an assassin attacking at this time, Yan Qingcheng would surely die!

"Come with me then." Chen Mo has a helpless look at Yan Qingcheng and feels that this is a burden!

If Yan Qingcheng knows that there are men who think she is a burden, I don't know if she will die of anger. I don't know how many rich men in Yanjing would like to see Yan Qingcheng.

Out of the village courtyard in the city, Chen Mo stops a taxi and goes to his cheap apprentice's residence.

After a 15 minute journey, Chen Mo discovers that the middle-aged driver peeks at Yan Qingcheng 45 times from the rearview mirror, averaging three times a minute.Getting out of the car, Chen Mo suddenly stares at Yan Qingcheng and frowns slightly.

Yan Qingcheng was disturbed by his eyes and asked, "why do you look at me like this?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "if you go out later, you'd better take that pair of glasses."

With that, Chen Mo turns and moves on.

Yan Qingcheng's mouth curved, somehow, a trace of pride rose in his heart: "I thought you were a wood, it seems that your eyes are still very normal!"

After Chen Mo, she quickly walks to the dilapidated residential building. Yan Qingcheng doesn't find the men who just saw her smile. At the moment, they are looking dull, as if they have lost their soul.

A boy who was woken up by his girlfriend's ears, sighed in his heart: "it's her who laughs and pours country again."

With his powerful memory, Chen Mo finds the old Taoist's home directly, knocks on the door, and Chen Mo and Yan Qingcheng wait side by side.

When he opened the door, he was still in his Taoist robe. When he saw Chen Mo, his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Disciple, see the master!" The old man bowed himself.

Yan Qingcheng looked at Chen Mo with some consternation and exclaimed, "have you all accepted apprentices?"

Chen Mo nods and goes straight into the room without explaining to her.

Lao Dao gets up and sees Yan Qingcheng, who is following Chen Mo into the house. He is stunned for a while, but he soon wakes up.

Chen Mo nodded secretly, satisfied with the old Taoist's calmness.

The Taoist priest poured a cup of tea for Chen Mo and Yan Qingcheng respectively. He stood aside respectfully and asked, "master, is this a teacher's wife?"

Yan Qingcheng's face turned red and she couldn't help but look at the old man, who was several years older than his father, respectfully stood aside and called her teacher's mother. She felt strange.

Chen Mo just drank the tea in his mouth, and then vomited back into the cup again. He coughed softly, glared at the old Taoist priest, and drank in a low voice: "no nonsense, she is..."

All of a sudden, Chen Merton lives. He doesn't know how to introduce Yan Qingcheng. Maybe it's right to call him Shiniang. After a while, he continued, "she's a friend of mine."

Friends? Just friends?

When Yan Qingcheng looks at Chen Mo, she feels a sense of loss in her heart. She even feels a little surprised. She doesn't like Chen Mo, and she never regards Chen Mo as his fiance. You can hear Chen Mo say that she is only his friend. Why is there a slight loss?

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