The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 1467 Returning to the Capital 2
The boy asked a little worriedly, "Mr. Mo, can you see what I looked like before?"

"can not tell."

This man named Mr. Mo was very humble and respectful to the young man, and he carried the Demon Sword on his back. The two of them strolled along the official road near the capital, ignoring the carriage next to them and everything around them.

The boy put his hands behind his back, after a month of rest.

There was a natural atmosphere in the eyebrows, without a trace of panic or tension.

Mr. Mo followed behind, his walking posture was a bit weird.

It's like a toddler, not very adaptable, but he learns much faster than a newborn, imitating the appearance of the boy in front, shaking his head and following behind.

After walking for a while, Mr. Mo asked again, "Master, where are we going to stay tonight?"

"Call me master."

The young man stared at the inn in front of him. He used to hide in the woodshed of this inn at night to avoid the pursuit of the gentleman. He was very familiar. The difference was that there was no wind and rain tonight, and everything was calm.

"Go to that inn first, and get some information by the way."

"Ok."

Mr. Mo likes the natural and comfortable smiling face of his master, who is relaxed without any pressure.

It reminded him of those years, when the two traveled far and wide... Although the master has become weaker, his aura has not changed at all, it is this person.

This kind of calm and elegant but evil atmosphere.

No one can learn it.

The moment the boy stepped into the inn with a tall and handsome middle-aged man, he attracted the attention of countless people in the inn.

Just glanced at it, and everyone looked away.

It's just a boy from a rich family, so it's no big deal.

The boy and the middle-aged man sat in the lobby of the inn, ordered a table of dishes, and ordered two pots of malt yellow.

He ate and drank, listening to the people at the next table chatting about this peaceful and prosperous world.

"I heard that Mu Si has died in other places."

"how is this possible!"

"Now she is yelling and beating a street mouse, I guess, she dare not come back!"

"That's right. After killing so many people, if she dares to come out, she will definitely be attacked by everyone."

"Mu Si is so hateful, she disappeared for a month after killing someone!! She thought she could escape, but she couldn't escape at all! She has to come out to pay for her life!~"

"The Queen of Canaan is in the capital, and soon the Xuanwu Continent will return to prosperity and peace. Even if the demons attack, they will not be able to resist the glory of the Queen."

"The empress's prosperity! Eternal peace! Mu Si must die!!"

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Those gossips made Mr. Mo stop his chopsticks, and his face was very solemn.

"Don't you like to eat?"

The boy looked at Mr. Mo and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Mo shook his head, he didn't like it.

It's just that I hate what the people next to me say.He wanted to go up and beat them up.

It wasn't the owner's doing at all.

Continue to eat with the young man. Both of them belong to the kind of people with a relatively large appetite. Each of them has a pot of wine. Together, they wiped out the wine and meat on the table, and then asked the waiter to open a room...

The waiter in the shop is naturally more concerned about the rich and distinguished customers. He took a second look at the long sword on the back of the middle-aged man, and was stared back by the sharp eyes of the middle-aged man.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that Er Xiaosheng was too scared to approach.

I always feel that this middle-aged man is particularly scary.

After washing up in the inn, the young man sat gracefully at the small round table with his legs crossed, drinking milk tea with a smile on his face. There were cinnamon powder and finely grated lemon in it, which had the effect of strengthening the body.

Mr. Mo usually looks extremely rough, but when doing such trivial things, he has a kind of delicacy unique to rough people.

It's the first time Mr. Mo has come out to hang out, after all he cares a lot about public opinion, "Master, there are too many gossips outside. How should we deal with it?"

"Let it be."

The boy was naturally Mu Furong, and Mu Furong simply gave four words.

(End of this chapter)