Stunning weapon

() In Mo Xiaochuan's room, the green hat went somewhere, and he was the only one left, with a detached corpse in front of him, holding a jug in his hand, half lying on a chair, drinking wine.This scenery, in the silence of the night, is a bit haunting.

The blood-stained ground reflected the candlelight, reflecting a strange light.Accompanied by bursts of bloody smell, Mo Xiaochuan's wine was drunk quite naturally.

Before he knew it, he didn't seem to be holding the Beidou sword, and he didn't feel disgusted with the bloody smell, but he didn't like it either.Therefore, Mo Xiaochuan's Beidou sword has been taken off the wall, but it has not been returned to its sheath. At this moment, it is lying flat on his lap, and the hilt is held in his hand.

Thinking of the look on his face when the green hat came out of the back room and looked at the dead bodies on the ground, Mo Xiaochuan couldn't help smiling.He always thought that the cuckold had been in the rivers and lakes all year round and had already killed a lot of people in his hands, so he shouldn't be so sensitive about it, but he didn't expect that she still retained the weak character of a woman in her bones.

This feeling is not good or bad.However, Mo Xiaochuan still likes the women at least at the moment. For the women around him, he doesn't want them to become the kind of female killers who kill without batting an eye.There are many ways to kill people, and it doesn't have to be done by one's own woman.

Moreover, a woman who is too indifferent will also make people feel distanced.

The wine in the jug is very strong.In the past, Mo Xiaochuan didn't care what he drank, but when he drank this kind of strong wine, his mouth, esophagus, and stomach seemed to be on fire at the same time, and he even felt a little nauseated.It's too hard to swallow, but now, for some reason, I like this kind of strong wine more and more. It seems that if I don't have this energy, I won't drink it, and I will lose the original taste when I drink it.

There was only one sip left in the jug of wine, and neither Gu Ming nor the cuckold came back.He is not in a hurry, there are too many things to do today, it is rare to have a moment of peace, let him think about nothing, and he can relax a little.

Although, such a leisurely atmosphere was somewhat spoiled by the corpse in front of him.Mo Xiaochuan didn't mind.

Just as the last sip of wine fell into the mouth, Gu Ming's voice came in from outside the door: "Young master, Mr. Fan, please come."

Mo Xiaochuan was not in a hurry to speak, but with the wine in his mouth, he shook his head lightly, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes, and relaxed with enjoyment, let his throat open, and let the wine flow with his mouth. The movement of the head flowed into the abdomen.

It wasn't until the last trace fell that he opened his eyes slightly, pursed his lips with some aftertaste, sat up straight, and said, "Please come in."

Gu Ming pushed open the door, glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned his eyes away from it, and fell on Mo Xiaochuan's face, gave a salute, and then stepped aside.Behind him, Fan Ziyu stepped in with a calm face.

However, as soon as he walked in, he was taken aback for a moment, looking at the corpse on the ground and the restrained red sword on Mo Xiaochuan's leg, for some reason, he felt a little cold in his heart.Mo Xiaochuan in front of him seemed to be a completely different person from what he saw that day.

This is not because Mo Xiaochuan dressed up as a middle-aged man that day, but because Mo Xiaochuan's whole temperament has changed.At this moment, Mo Xiaochuan was sitting there, as if what was sharp was not the eye in his hand, but his whole body.

The young man in front of him seemed to be sharper than the sword in his hand, which made people shudder.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Ziyu calmed herself down a bit, but she didn't ask about the corpse, but bowed and said, "I have seen the young master."

Mo Xiaochuan raised his chin slightly at Gu Ming.Gu Ming understood and closed the door tightly.

Afterwards, Mo Xiaochuan showed a smile on his face, nodded slightly to Fan Ziyu, and said, "Mr. Fan, please take a seat." After finishing speaking, he picked up the scabbard, turned his wrist, and put the Big Dipper on his leg back into the sheath. Put it aside.

The moment the Beidou sword returned to its sheath, Fan Ziyu felt the chilling feeling on Mo Xiaochuan's body, which seemed to disappear suddenly.Looking at Mo Xiaochuan again, he has become very calm, as if he is still a little bookish.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion just now, he frowned in some doubts, but after all he couldn't figure it out, he clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Thank you, young master." After that, he stepped forward to spare the corpse, and came to Mo Xiaochuan to attack Sat down at a nearby table.

He is not unfamiliar with this room.Bai Yifeng lived there before, especially in this living room, he often came here.The furnishings here have not changed, Zhong Yang is the main seat, and there are three tables and two square chairs against the wall.

There are four square tables and eight chairs on each side.

Above the main seat, there are calligraphy and paintings of Bai Yifeng.There is a charcoal stove in the corner.

There is no carpet on the ground in the middle, and the ground paved with clean bright stones forms a neat pattern of confrontation.However, at this moment, in the entire center of the pattern, there is a dead body with its head and body separated, and the blood has also covered up the pattern, making it somewhat unclear.

There are many candlesticks around, and at this moment, all of them are lit, illuminating the room extremely brightly.

Sitting here, looking at the familiar room, and the somewhat unfamiliar Mo Xiaochuan.Fan Ziyu had already begun to believe Gu Ming's words. Indeed, she still underestimated the young master in front of her.It's too early to draw conclusions from just a single contact.

If Gu Ming didn't let him come here today, it would be difficult to see this side of Mo Xiaochuan.

At this moment, Fan Ziyu had put away a little bit of contempt in her heart, and her expression became completely dignified.Looking at Mo Xiaochuan, he waited quietly. After a while, he saw that Mo Xiaochuan was still silent, just playing with the teapot and cup on the table beside him, and actually made tea.

He was very puzzled in his heart, and he endured it for a while, finally couldn't help it, and said: "I don't know what the young master called me, what is it?"

Mo Xiaochuan raised his eyelids, glanced at Fan Ziyu, with a smile on his face, and said, "Don't worry, I just learned how to make tea, and I just got interested today, so I will give it a try. Gu Ming said , Mr. Fan has a lot of research on the way of tea. You might as well try it, and please correct me if there are any deficiencies."

As Mo Xiaochuan said, he picked up the teapot, poured tea for Fan Ziyu himself, held the teacup with one hand, and handed it over.

Fan Ziyu hurriedly took it with both hands, but she was even more puzzled in her heart, staring at Mo Xiaochuan with suspicion on her face, speechless for a long while.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaochuan raised his hand slightly, poured himself a cup, then handed the teapot to Gu Ming, and said to Fan Ziyu, "Mr. Fan, please!"

"Young master, please!" Fan Ziyu was puzzled, and had no intention of drinking tea, but Mo Xiaochuan had already spoken, but he couldn't refuse, so he picked up the teacup, blew on the tea lightly, and sipped it He took a sip, then nodded slightly, and said, "Very good, very good."

"Oh? What's so good about it?" Mo Xiaochuan asked with a smile.

"Fortunately..." Fan Ziyu paused for a moment, and said: "The first brewing of this tea should have been poured out, but the second time, it is still rich, which is normal. But, this tea is rich in color and elegant in taste. The Lord is only a beginner, but he can make such good tea, which makes me feel ashamed."

Mo Xiaochuan laughed, and said, "Mr. Fan is really good." Fan Ziyu laughed dryly, but did not speak.But Mo Xiaochuan suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Fan can describe a cup of tea that is only brewed indiscriminately with boiling water. At least, Gu Ming has no such ability." After finishing speaking, Mo Xiaochuan twisted He turned his head, looked at Gu Ming, and said, "Say, is it right?"

Gu Ming felt a little uncomfortable. Mo Xiaochuan called Fan Ziyu, which was already a face-to-face humiliation.He couldn't bear it in his heart, but when Mo Xiaochuan asked, he couldn't talk to him, so he nodded and smiled, and answered absent-mindedly: "What the young master said is very true."

Fan Ziyu frowned, looked down at the corpse, but didn't say much, after a while, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Actually, how can Fan Mou know how to drink tea? The young master told me that Fan Mou can only rely on it." Saying so about my own feelings, but I don’t want to, sure enough, I’m so ignorant, it’s ridiculous.”

"It's okay." Mo Xiaochuan laughed again, and said, "It's rare for someone to taste the best of my tea. It's rare to meet them on weekdays. Since Mr. Fan likes it, let's drink a few more cups."

Fan Ziyu didn't know what Mo Xiaochuan wanted to do, looked at Mo Xiaochuan's face, and saw that the smile was very natural, and he couldn't see anything, he was hesitating.But Mo Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Fan, please! There are more here."

Fan Ziyu gritted her teeth, raised her head and drank the tea, even swallowing all the floating tea.

Mo Xiaochuan waved his hand and said to Gu Ming, "Show Mr. Fan some tea."

Gu Ming nodded, walked over, and brewed for Fan Ziyu again.

Mo Xiaochuan smiled and said: "I know you have a good relationship. Asking Gu Ming to pour tea for Mr. Fan is not treating Mr. Fan badly. Gu Ming shouldn't mind?"

Gu Ming smiled and shook his head.

Holding the teacup, Fan Ziyu laughed dryly again, and said, "Thank you, young master, for your kindness."

"Mr. Fan, please!" Mo Xiaochuan said again.

Fan Ziyu was taken aback for a moment, but Mo Xiaochuan let him drink it unexpectedly.He stared at Mo Xiaochuan blankly, his thoughts turned a lot, but he still had no clue. Finally, he drank the tea again with a wry smile.

And Mo Xiaochuan obviously didn't intend to end it, so he ordered Gu Ming to brew it for him.

In this way, after drinking nearly ten cups in a row, the tea in the teapot was gone.Seeing this, Mo Xiaochuan seemed a little surprised. Seeing that Gu Ming poured only half a cup of tea for Fan Ziyu, and the pot was already dry, he said softly, "It's so hard to drink? Take it here." Then, he took it from Gu Ming's hand. Past the teapot.He added some boiling water, handed it to Gu Ming, and said, "Pour tea for Mr. Fan."

Fan Ziyu held the teacup, let Gu Ming fill it up, raised her head and drank it again.

"Pour it again for Mr. Fan." Mo Xiaochuan said.

Gu Ming continued.

Fan Ziyu held the teacup and felt the temperature coming from the cup, but she couldn't drink the tea right now.

"Mr. Fan, please!" Mo Xiaochuan said again.

Fan Ziyu's expression changed, and he could tell that if he kept drinking, Mo Xiaochuan would probably keep drinking it for him.He put the teacup on the table beside him, his complexion gradually became ugly, looked at Mo Xiaochuan, and said: "Young master, if you only call me here for entertainment, then the young master's purpose is already I have answered, and I will take my leave.”

Mo Xiaochuan looked at Fan Ziyu, with a sneer on his face, and said slowly: "What? Let Mr. Fan drink a few more cups of tea, and Mr. Fan said that he was being entertained. Then, Mr. Fan put this person in my In front of the door of my house, I have been ruined several times. What is this?"

Fan Ziyu's complexion changed drastically, and she stood up abruptly.Mo Xiaochuan put his hand on the hilt of the Beidou sword, and said coldly: "Mr. Fan, please sit down."

Fan Ziyu glanced at Gu Ming, only to see Gu Ming's face was full of tension.Look at the corpse on the ground again.He knows this strong man's martial arts, and he is much better than him. Although his kung fu is average, he still has vision.It was obvious at a glance that the strong man was killed by a sword, and he did not make a strong resistance at all.

He has never seen Mo Xiaochuan make a move, but he has only heard that Mo Xiaochuan's martial arts are quite high.Although I don't know the specific level of Mo Xiaochuan's martial arts, but obviously it is very easy to kill him.

If he hadn't seen Mo Xiaochuan's chilling temperament when he first started, at this moment, he would not be afraid that Mo Xiaochuan would dare to attack him.However, with the previous situation, he no longer dared to take any chances.

Because, he clearly felt that if he really didn't save face for Mo Xiaochuan, he was afraid that Mo Xiaochuan would really kill someone.

However, although Fan Ziyu said that she didn't want to die, she was not the kind of person who leaned forward and was afraid of death, but someone who threw his face on the ground and was still trampled on.Therefore, looking at Mo Xiaochuan, he didn't sit down, but said: "Does the young master want to kill you?"

Mo Xiaochuan removed his hand from the Big Dipper Sword, looked at Fan Ziyu, and said, "I didn't want to. However, if Mr. Fan intends to seek death, it doesn't matter."

Fan Ziyu showed a struggling face, and after a while, seeing Gu Ming's anxious face, staring at him, beckoned him to sit down.Finally, he shook his head, sighed softly, sat down, and said, "Young master, what exactly do you want. Can you make it clear?"

"I'm not trying to embarrass Mr. Fan. I just want Mr. Fan to clarify my doubts. Did Mr. Fan deliberately put this person in front of the door?" Mo Xiaochuan asked.

Fan Ziyu thought for a while, shook her head, and said: "At that time, Fan didn't think too much about it. He just said casually that one person was left behind to serve as a message to the young master. If the young master doesn't like it, he can drive him away at any time. That is, why kill him?"

"Is he from Cao Sheng?" Mo Xiaochuan didn't want to mess around with Fan Ziyu, so he asked directly.

Seeing this, Fan Ziyu understood that Mo Xiaochuan had already grasped everything, not to mention, this was also what he hinted to Gu Ming. Originally, he wanted to give Gu Ming some credit, but he didn't want to, and now he has trapped himself in it.It can be regarded as digging a hole by oneself and burying oneself.

However, at this moment, he also understood.Mo Xiaochuan was not as simple as he thought at first.I'm afraid, he already knew the identity of this person, but he was able to stay until now, making trouble for himself. It seems that Mo Xiaochuan is not only not simple, but even a little unfathomable.

At this moment, he had no more hesitation. There was no need to deny this matter, even if he denied it, it would be useless, so he directly admitted, "This person is indeed Cao Sheng's person. However, I don't want to be an enemy of the young master. It's not to help that Cao Sheng deliberately. Regarding the matter between the young master and Cao Sheng, I have no interest in participating in it, and I don't want to participate in it."

The corners of Mo Xiaochuan's mouth turned up, showing a smile, and said: "Mr. Fan seems to understand it very well, but do you understand? When you put this person in front of my door, you have already participated in it. Now, you helped Cao Sheng is tantamount to making an enemy of me."

Fan Ziyu frowned, and said: "Then, what is the young master planning to do?"

"Originally, I had already planned not to let you survive tonight. However, Gu Ming remembered the old love and interceded for you. Therefore, this king intends to give you a chance, but I don't know if you cherish it?" Mo Xiaochuan's gaze Suddenly became fierce.

Fan Ziyu raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Ming. At this moment, he didn't bother to care whether what Mo Xiaochuan said about Gu Ming's pleading for him was true or not. He felt for Gu Ming in his heart, but he accepted the favor and hugged Gu Ming. Said: "Thank you, Brother Gu."

"Brother Fan!" Seeing him like this, Gu Ming was deeply afraid that what he said next would really arouse Mo Xiaochuan's murderous intentions.Because, Gu Ming also understood now that Mo Xiaochuan probably didn't mind killing a few more people this time.Therefore, before Fan Ziyu could say the following, he hurriedly said: "Actually, my ability to speak is limited. It is the young master who appreciates Brother Fan's intelligence very much, that's why he asked me to invite Brother Fan here to see you." Why not, you and I will protect the young master together in the future. Brother Fan probably already knows that Mr. Bai supports the young master. This time, Hall Master Liu brought Mr. Bai's handwriting to let the young master take over the position of hall master. Brother Fan, why be stubborn. So what is Cao Sheng? If Qixintang falls into his hands, how can you and my brother, and the brothers in the hall, have a safe life in the future. I am afraid that Qixintang will be destroyed by him hands."

Fan Ziyu looked at Gu Ming blankly with a pained look on her face. After a while, she suddenly smiled wryly: "Hehe...hehehe... Brother Gu's words make sense. In the past, I was indeed the one who underestimated the young master If, at that time, brother Gu could have a heart-to-heart talk with me, maybe there is still room for tact. But, now? It’s all right, since I, Fan Ziyu, can’t get rid of it, I don’t bother to fight anymore. Since the young master wants to kill me, Then kill. But, my family members, please ask Brother Gu to take care of them."

After Fan Ziyu finished speaking, she turned her head suddenly, looked at Mo Xiaochuan, and said, "Okay, young master, Fan Ziyu's head is here, and the young master can take it at any time. Although Fan Ziyu is not talented, he does not hesitate to take a head."

Mo Xiaochuan was waiting for Fan Ziyu, his eyes were stern, as if he was about to take Fan Ziyu's life.

And Fan Ziyu was not afraid, and stared back at Mo Xiaochuan, completely unafraid.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaochuan laughed, strode to the corpse, raised his foot suddenly, and kicked the corpse out of the house.

"Bang!"

With the sound, the door was suddenly knocked open by the corpse.A person appeared in front of the door, leaned to one side, and dodged it. If he was a little slower, he would have been hit by the dead body in the middle of the door.