After the first fool

Chapter 110 Sudden Change

Mo Xiaoran looked at him inexplicably, "Isn't it right? Speaking of which, it's better to rely on yourself than to pray to the old moon to seek marriage." She shook her head, with a look of deep experience, "What's the use of praying to gods and worshiping Buddha?" ? Marriage is achieved by your own efforts. If you really like a daughter and don’t know how to fight for it, maybe I can help you out.”

Bai Qingluo's face suddenly darkened, "No need!"

The words were cold, and the tone was even more rigid as a stone, as if it had been squeezed out from between the teeth.

Mo Xiaoran was taken aback for a moment, then rolled her eyeballs, and smiled suddenly: "Oh! You wouldn't like it..." She gently moved to Bai Qingluo's ear, with an ambiguous smile on her face, Bai Qingluo The tip of her heart twitched slightly, thinking that she understood her thoughts, she was quite happy.

"Could it be that the one you like is not Miss Qianjin, but Young Master Wang?" Mo Xiaoran guessed, Bai Qingluo's body stiffened for a moment, and the teacup in his hand was shaken by a strong internal force, with a click, Crushed into powder, Mo Xiaoran stared at the white powder falling from his palm to the ground in dumbfounded, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she gave him a high thumbs up: "Good martial arts."

Can actually crush a teacup with bare hands?Mo Xiaoran stood up, looked at the cup in front of her, stretched out her hand, squeezed a few handfuls vigorously, not to mention crushing it into powder, even cracking it was impossible. "Comparing people to people will really piss people off." She let go of her hand in disappointment, and didn't try anymore.

"How long does it take to cultivate internal strength to reach your level?" She puffed her cheeks curiously and asked with a smile.

Bai Qingluo relaxed his body, suppressed the faint anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Ten years."

The corner of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched, and she gave up the idea of ​​wanting to practice martial arts. It seemed that she was destined to never experience the feeling of leaping in the air and splitting rocks with her palms, so she shrugged and didn't care.

Xiao Er quickly served lunch, a plate of delicate and delicious side dishes exuded an appetizing aroma, outside the opened carved wooden door, there was a noise coming from downstairs, Bai Qingluo couldn't help but Yue frowned, and stared coldly at the little brother who was preparing the dishes.

Xiaoer felt a cold air rushing towards him, so he couldn't help but sneezed, he arranged the food and drinks more quickly, and said with a courteous smile: "Take it easy, both of you." Running outside the house, Mo Xiaoran's hand that had just reached for the purse at her waist suddenly stopped, "Why is he running?"

Xiaozhu covered her face and sighed depressedly, didn't the miss feel the terrifying aura released by the man beside her just now?

"Try this dish," Bai Qingluo pressed down his cuff, and personally picked a piece of boiled fish for Mo Xiaoran. The fish was sweet and tender, and it melted in your mouth. Mo Xiaoran narrowed her eyes comfortably, and she didn't even need to chew it. ,"tasty."

"Try this again." During the meal, Bai Qingluo was the only one moving his chopsticks, and Mo Xiaoran tasted every side dish, and as long as she liked it, Bai Qingluo secretly wrote it down.

Qingfeng trotted in from outside the house, pushed open the door, and watched in amazement, his master was adding vegetables to Mo Xiaoran's bowl, his God, is there a knife in the sky?The master, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, actually serves food for others?Still full of warmth?Even if he cared about Mo Xiaoran, there was no need to do this, right?
As the master, how could he make such an action?

Qingfeng took back the foot that stepped into the house, turned around in a daze, closed the door, and knocked lightly on the door after a while.

"Come in." Bai Qingluo put down the chopsticks in his hand, held the wine glass, and called out in a deep voice.

Qingfeng entered the room again, saw him sitting on the chair, and felt relieved, so he said, how could the master make such weird movements, it turned out that he didn't wake up last night, and his eyes were dazzled.

"Master, this is the unfeeling you sent your servants to get." Qingfeng handed over a square brocade box with both hands, Bai Qingluo waved his sleeves, a strong inner force sucked the brocade box into the palm of his hand, grabbed it, and handed it over In front of Mo Xiaoran: "Open it and have a look."

Mo Xiaoran stopped eating vegetables, and was about to ask Juanpa to wipe her mouth, when Bai Qingluo rolled up her cuffs familiarly, and wiped off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth, "Okay."

Mo Xiaoran was stunned, and Qingfeng and Xiaozhu were also stunned. How could he act so impolitely if men and women could not kiss each other?Still doing it so naturally, so aboveboard.

The corner of Qingfeng's mouth twitched, faintly feeling that his master was already drifting away towards a certain road of no return.

Just based on the current actions, if the master really gets married to Mo Xiaoran in the future, the status of the mansion may undergo a qualitative change!

Bai Qingluo didn't seem to have seen the astonished expressions of the three of them. His brows were raised slightly, and Su pointed at the brocade box: "See if you like it."

Qingfeng has been unable to look at his embarrassing performance at this moment. He is heartless. That is the dagger that the master entrusted the world's best blacksmith to forge with thousand years of cold iron five years ago, and it can cut iron like mud!Why now, in the blink of an eye, it seems to have become a cabbage on the street, worthless?
Mo Xiaoran settled down, and didn't bother to pay attention to Bai Qingluo who was convulsed for some reason, and opened the brocade box. On the red soft cloth, there was a cold dagger with a retro pattern on the handle, which seemed to be A golden dragon was slowly engrossed, the blade was sharp, she picked up the dagger, and her mouth made a cold hiss, "It's so cold!"

Qingfeng sighed, and explained to an ignorant woman: "This dagger is made of snow-tan thousand-year-old cold iron, and it is the only one in the world!"

Mo Xiaoran played with the dagger, "You said it cuts iron like mud?"

"Yes." Bai Qingluo said firmly, how could the gift he gave her be ordinary?
Mo Xiaoran raised her eyebrows, turned her wrist, held the dagger in her palm, and slashed towards the corner of the table.

The sound of piercing the air was like a devil's cry. She didn't use too much strength, but when the dagger rubbed against the table, the corner of the dagger broke with a click.

Mo Xiaoran was slightly taken aback, "It's so sharp."

Having said all that, she cut iron like mud with ruthlessness, did she think the master was teasing her?Qingfeng lowered her head and slandered in her heart. She really didn't agree with Mo Xiaoran's gaze. She was the only one who could hack the table with heartlessness. How could you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?

"Really give it to me?" Mo Xiaoran flicked the dagger lightly with her fingers, and there was a small buzzing sound.

Bai Qingluo nodded slightly: "Yes."

"No regrets? Won't you want to go back in the future?" Cannibalism is soft-spoken and short-handed, so Mo Xiaoran has to ask clearly before speaking.

Seeing that she couldn't put it down, a smile appeared in Bai Qingluo's deep eyes, "No, it is absolutely impossible to get back what I gave away."

Mo Xiaoran chuckled: "That's kind, thank you." She generously put the dagger into the brocade box, then stuffed the brocade box into her arms, patted her chest, and kept it close to her body.

Looking at her movements, Bai Qingluo felt a little warmth in his heart. He was also a little happy that the gift he gave her could be kept by her in a safe place.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Qingfeng really wanted to shake the man awake. It was the only weapon in the world made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and it was the master's personal treasure. Send it out, do you want to pamper this woman like this?

Master, if you continue like this, you will really become a wife slave.

Qingfeng seemed to have foreseen that in the future, Bai Qingluo's disadvantage in front of Mo Xiaoran, maybe if she told him to go east, he would not dare to go west, and if she asked him to stand, he would not dare to sit.

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard, blowing away the picture in his mind, impossible!How could his master, Wen Tao and Wu Lue, be in such a state?

The room in the house was warm and peaceful. Just when Bai Qingluo and Mo Xiaoran were about to get up and set off for the Temple of the City God, there were sharp screams from the lobby of the Yanyu Building, and countless people shouted and quarreled.

Bai Qingluo frowned secretly, and stabbed Qingfeng with a sharp eye, and the latter went downstairs to inquire about the news first.

"Master." When Qingfeng came back, his face was slightly worried.

"What happened?" Bai Qingluo said displeased, her brows as cold as ice.

"A homicide occurred in the lobby. It seems that someone accidentally ate the food in the Yanyu Building and died suddenly." Qingfeng wanted to greet the eighteen generations of ancestors of the deceased. After a thorough investigation of the Yanyu Tower, the master had to avoid it for the time being.

"Murder?" Mo Xiaoran frowned.

"Wait here for a while, someone will take care of it soon." Bai Qingluo thought she was afraid, and comforted her softly.

Qingfeng went downstairs to inquire, and by the way, notified the soldiers of Jiumen to come to clear the field, and tried to deal with the matter in the shortest possible time. Jiumen was under the management of generals under Bai Mo's command, so they naturally recognized the token in Qingfeng's hand, so how dare they neglect it?Immediately dispatched guards to surround Misty Rain floor by floor.

Wu Zuo and official messengers all arrived, and many people were eagerly watching outside the Yanyu Building.

"I heard someone died here."

"Did he die suddenly after eating something from Yanyu Tower?"

"It seems that the things in this restaurant are not clean, so don't come here in the future, life is important."

……

Whispering voices continued to come from the crowd. After the autopsy, Wu Zuo concluded: "The deceased was indeed poisoned to death."

In one sentence, the common people were shocked. The news that the Yanyu Building killed someone spread across the imperial city in an instant. After all, the Yanyu Building has been in operation for more than ten years, and its reputation spread far and wide. meal?

Standing by the window of the private room, Mo Xiaoran looked at the people who were looking first, her brows were tightly frowned, "I'll go down and have a look."

Leaving those words behind, she turned around and left the room. Before Bai Qingluo came to stop her, she could only see her going back, sighed slightly, and raised her feet to follow.

The lobby was completely surrounded by guards on the third floor and the third floor. As soon as Mo Xiaoran went downstairs, she saw armored soldiers surrounding the door, a white cloth covering the corpse, while the shopkeeper, Xiaoer and the kitchen All the fire heads gathered in the hall, and the people who dined were not allowed to leave one person.

"After the autopsy, the deceased died after eating the food from the Yanyu Building. I will arrest you and bring you to justice. After the Dali Temple examines you, you will be sentenced according to the law." The soldier commander of the Nine Gates said formulaically. Inside, there were voices of grievances and begging for mercy, one after another.

(End of this chapter)