Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

The guys in the medical center were already in shock, but now they looked at Master Lian who was holding his second son to ask for his care, Ah Chun who daydreamed that he was the second son, and then looked at him who was about to die. Xing Liu, who was jumping up and down again, felt dizzy for a while, and his brain was not enough.

The shopkeeper was afraid that something bad would happen to them if they opened their mouths, so he hurriedly urged them to go to the front hall: "Hurry up! Go clean up! It's a mess over there. Can one or two sticks be beaten or killed here?"

The guys were driven away in a daze.

The young men with two knives in the courtyard gradually ran out of power and began to fight while retreating towards the wall, getting closer and closer to Ah Chun. Ah Chun was so frightened that he immediately raised his sword across his chest, and then remembered the silver needle on his body. The second young master had already taken it back, so he had no choice but to put down the sword silently, pulled out his hand to his chest, took it out and swung it again, only to see a cloud of white dust flying out, covering the head and face of the young man with two swords.

Mo Yuan took this opportunity to pop out an imperceptibly small pill and flew into the man's nose, because he was covered by Lian Mufeng, so no one noticed his little trick.

The young man with two knives subconsciously raised his arms to protect his eyes, and then realized that what Ah Chun had sprinkled was just ordinary flour, so he was about to rush over in a fit of embarrassment. , flew away.

Xing Liu and the others glanced at Lian Mufeng, seeing him nodding his head slightly, understanding, they also jumped up the courtyard wall one after another, chasing the man away.

As soon as people left, the messy second-inner courtyard suddenly became quiet. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the lights in the corridor had not yet been lit, and the corridor was dark, which made the surroundings even more silent.

The shopkeeper was trying his best to invite Lian Mufeng into the house for tea as a landlord, when he saw Lian Mufeng staring closely at Mo Yuan, his eyes seemed to be lit like a torch, it could melt people.

The shopkeeper is very mature, with a clear expression on his face: ... No wonder the second son wants to avoid the people in Lianjiabao.

After all, Ah Chun was young, so he didn't see anything. Looking at the two people caught in a strange atmosphere, he blinked for no reason.

Mo Yuan couldn't bear Lian Mu Feng's burning gaze, so he asked with a guilty conscience, "What do you want to ask?"

Lian Mufeng withdrew his too obvious gaze and said, "Why did you come here? Didn't you mean for your king..."

Mo Yuan quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

A Chun: "!!!"

Shopkeeper: "..."

Lian Mufeng stared straight at Mo Yuan's black and white eyes, his lips gradually became hot, moved his lips in a strange way, and kissed him in the palm of his hand.

Mo Yuan took a short breath, quickly withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes to cover his suddenly confused mood, and rejoiced at the dark sky at this time.

In the twilight, the shopkeeper and Ah Chun's eyesight was limited, but Lian Mufeng was not affected at all. He saw a thin layer of blush appearing on Mo Yuan's fair face, and his eyes became bright instantly, and he couldn't help but grab him. go hand.

Mo Yuan glanced at the shopkeeper and Ah Chun next to him, and took a step back subconsciously.

Lian Mufeng immediately followed and pasted.

Mo Yuan backed away again, his heart beating faster.

The shopkeeper pushed Ah Chun, motioned them to enter the room, and left the two of them talking outside. Although Ah Chun was in the fog, he still remembered the fact that Mo Yuan concealed his identity, so he straightened his back and continued to pretend to be "Second Young Master" , under Lian Mufeng's unclear gaze, he calmly raised his foot and stepped across the threshold.

The shopkeeper followed suit.

There were only two people left in the yard at this moment, and it was silent for a while.

Mo Yuan pressed his back against the wall, unable to retreat, he looked up at Lian Mufeng, and after a while he found his voice: "Don't be angry, I... didn't mean to tease you."

He lacked confidence, and his voice was soft and soft in his ears, but it was good not to mention what happened that night. When he mentioned it, even Mu Feng felt embarrassment and anger welling up in his heart. Swallowing the anger that rushed up: "Didn't you say you were doing business for your prince? Why did you come here?"

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes: "I heard that the second master Yun is here, so I stopped by to visit, and I want to ask him to help me send a message to the first master Yun. Last time he gave me medicine, I haven't had time to thank him."

Lian Mufeng's heart skipped a beat, he grabbed his shoulder suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "You made me dizzy just to express your gratitude to Yunda?"

Mo Yuan suddenly suffered from pain, knowing that he was very angry, he hurriedly said: "I came out to do business for the prince, and I just came here by the way."

"Really?" Lian Mufeng smiled, "Your lord can predict that we will stay here for a long time, you really have the foresight."

There were clear doubts and sarcasm in his eyes, Mo Yuan felt a pain in his heart when he saw it, his smile became stiff, and after a while he whispered: "You should not believe me..."

He originally meant that he was indeed lying, but what Lian Mufeng heard was another meaning: the two had known each other for a short time, and it was reasonable for him to lack trust in him.

Lian Mufeng was stunned, panicked, and subconsciously wanted to hug Mo Yuan, but seeing Mo Yuan's pale complexion, he was careful not to take a step further, and only tightened his grip on his shoulder.

Mo Yuan groaned again in pain.

Lian Mufeng woke up suddenly, let go of his shoulders quickly, hurriedly opened his clothes, and said eagerly: "Are you injured? Let me see!"

Under the night, a shocking bruise can be seen on Mo Yuan's white shoulders. The strength in his hands has always been strong, and martial arts practitioners may not be able to bear it, let alone Mo Yuan who has "lost all internal strength"...

Lian Mufeng was so regretful that he wanted to beat himself up, and he was careful not to touch his fingers: "I... I... Did I hurt you?"

Mo Yuan raised his eyes to look at the face close at hand, seeing the anxious and nervous expression on this face, he returned to his previous life in a daze.

Lian Mufeng couldn't hear his response, so she raised her head to meet his staring gaze, her heart trembled: "I'm sorry, I... I don't have the right to question you... Do you still feel pain?"

Mo Yuan came back to his senses, grabbed the hand hanging on his shoulder, pulled down the hand that had suddenly become stiff and held it in both hands, he looked at Lian Mufeng, and said with a smile: "You are more qualified than anyone else. , I was wrong.”

Lian Mufeng hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that..."

Mo Yuan raised his shoulders slightly, and slid the ripped skirt up: "The pain in the shoulders has long since disappeared. It's just scary to look at. I was born this way, so you don't have to feel guilty."

Lian Mufeng looked at the half-covered shoulder, belatedly realized the moment of beauty just now, his throat tightened, and he hurriedly shifted his gaze to Mo Yuan's face.

His eyes were so bright and scorching that a blind man could feel the eagerness in them.

Mo Yuan felt hot all over when he was watched, and suddenly felt that he was too unfair to Lian Mufeng, a reborn soul who was no longer young, faced with a young and passionate heart, no matter what, he was bullying him.

Suddenly, he took half a step forward, raised his chin slightly, and brought his lips close to Lian Mufeng's ear.

Lian Mufeng swallowed imperceptibly.

"Are you still angry?" Mo Yuan whispered.

Lian Mufeng couldn't bear his whispering so much, she felt that half of her body was numb from the top of her head to her tailbone, she turned her head to one side, her gaze fell on the nearby smooth forehead, and her breathing was heavy.

Mo Yuan moved his lips away from his ears, slowly walked along the chiseled line of his jaw, and finally landed on his lips, breathing lightly on his lips.

Lian Mufeng stood stiffly like a wooden stake, obviously there was strong anticipation in his heart, but he turned his head away the moment he kissed him.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng was breathing heavily, and regretted it for a while.

When Mo Yuan was rejected, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a place to sneak in. He realized that he had done something stupid. If Lian Mufeng accepted him easily, he would not be the Lian Mufeng he knew.

Facing Lian Mufeng, he still didn't know how to deal with himself. They were close in the previous life, but they met by chance in this life. He couldn't get close, alienated, confessed, or concealed...it seemed inappropriate to do anything.

He let go of his hand and took a step back. He didn't know where to look, so he turned his body to look at the courtyard that was gradually melting into the night. His lowered eyelashes covered the pain in the depths of his pupils.

Even Mu Feng shook Kong's hand, and his heart followed closely. He looked at Mo Yuan's side face and drooping eyebrows, and the desire in his heart became stronger and stronger: "Ayao..."

Mo Yuan cleared his throat, raised his hand to straighten his clothes: "Why are you here?"

Lian Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened, and said, "I heard that Second Young Master Yun is here, so I'll come here to bring a message for Yun Da to him."

In fact, Mo Yuan remembered Yunda's explanation, and he could roughly guess even Mu Feng's intention for coming. Such a question was just looking for something to do, and wanted to calm himself down.

Mentioning Yunda again, Lian Mufeng couldn't help asking the question that had been entangled in his heart for a long time: "What is the relationship between you and Yunda?"

Mo Yuan thought that he suspected that he had something to do with Yigu, so he hurriedly said: "I don't know him well, but after the prince saved me, he heard an imperial doctor say that my martial arts can be restored, but it only takes a lot of medical skills. Mr. Gao sorted out my meridians, so the prince sent someone to seek medical treatment in Liuyun Medical Valley, but unfortunately he was rejected. The golden sore medicine in my hand was given to the prince by Liuyun Medical Valley, presumably because they both I don't like the powerful and don't want to offend the powerful, so I donated the medicine. This time I met on the road, I saw that Mr. Yun didn't seem to be difficult to talk about, and I heard about the righteous deeds of Mr. Yun recently, so I guessed that if it was me Seek medical treatment by yourself, maybe there is a chance.”

After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing at himself. He had worn the mask for a long time and couldn't even take it off.Such an explanation really sounds reasonable and reasonable, and it also explains the origin of the bottle of medicine well. If one day I suddenly "recover" martial arts, it can also be said that I was cured by a divine doctor.

Lian Mufeng's expression became serious when he heard it, and he obviously took it seriously: "I still have a little friendship with Mr. Liuyun, why don't I go to seek medical treatment for you after this trip is over, presumably he will betray me a little bit. Save face." After finishing speaking, he paused, and said quietly, "You don't need to go to Yunda, after all, it is better to find a master than to find an apprentice."

Mo Yuan faintly heard his hostility towards Yun Da, and turned to look at him suspiciously: What's going on?What misunderstanding did he have about his senior brother?

Lian Mufeng's face was calm, but his heart was full of gloom: No matter what, that guy from Yunda offered to deliver medicine the first time we met, he definitely has no good intentions!

Mo Yuan put aside his doubts for the time being, and followed his words: "You are right, since I call you Brother Lian, I won't treat you differently."

Both of them tried to remain calm, as if the previous embarrassment never happened.

Lian Mufeng smiled: "Don't worry, leave this matter to me. We've stayed here long enough, and I'm afraid it will delay the business of Master Yun and the shopkeeper. Why don't you leave soon? Are you staying here for a few days? Where is it? You can go to the inn with me to rest for one night, and tomorrow morning I will send someone back to send a message that Pei Yuan will bring the bodyguard team to join us."

Mo Yuan glanced into the room, and happened to see Ah Chun's face quickly avoiding the window.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng said: "How?"

Mo Yuan nodded in response "OK", thought for a while and said: "I haven't had time to say thank you, just wait a moment, I'll come as soon as I go." Without waiting for his reply, he strode towards the shopkeeper and Ah Chun walked to the house where Chun was.

Lian Mufeng looked at Mo Yuan's back and took a deep breath, took two steps forward and then paused, after thinking about it, he finally stayed where he was.

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