Chapter 6

"Bum!" The contact between the body and the bed board made a loud sound.

Qingyuan looked at Mo Fan, who was lying half dead, muttered and said, "If you can't drink it, why do you still drink like this? What's the strength?"

She sat by the wall, covered Mo Fan with a quilt, and looked at Mo Fan's beautiful face, with faint light in her eyes, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

The candlelight gradually dimmed, reflecting Mo Fan's face uncertainly. His linear and beautiful eyebrows, longer eyelashes, upturned nose and thin lips than ordinary boys, Qingyuan couldn't help but touch his face.

The skin is delicate, and at this time, it looks like white jade.

Qingyuan frowned and said, "This...is there a boy? Will it be a woman dressed as a man?"

When it came to this, Qingyuan's hand seemed to be electrocuted. He quickly took it back, shook his head repeatedly and said to himself, "No, no, how can I have such an idea? It's enough to verify my identity. If not, how shameful it is!"

However, despite this, Qingyuan has reached out to Mo Fan's neckline and is ready to find out.

"Well, this is for the question of whether I can sleep **, so you have no reason to blame me, and you can't blame me." Yan Yan gently pulled away Mo Fan's skirt.

As if he felt the cool breeze passing through his body, Mo Fan's lips opened slightly and vaguely said something.

Qingyuan's expression seemed to be frozen, and his hands closed quickly and carefully as if they had passed the electricity.

And Mo Fan turned over and continued to sleep.

Qingyuan's frozen expression suddenly relaxed, exhaled and said leisurely, "It's really boring." After saying that, he turned his head and sat down at the table originally used for meals in the guest room and slept on his stomach.

The next morning.

Mo Fan woke up from a headache. He touched his forehead and slowly got up.

At this time, there was no one in the room. He shook his head and exhaled to himself, "Why did I come back to the room?"

"It turns out that the feeling of drunkenness in the game is exactly the same as outside."

Mo Fan got out of bed, sat down at the table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

At this time, the door was slowly pushed open. Mo Fan turned his head and saw Qingyuan coming in with vegetables and rice.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Qingyuan put down the meal with a smile and asked.

Mo Fan's voice was slightly hoarse and said, "It's okay, but my head hurts a little."

Qingyuan smiled and said, "Who told you to hold on if you can't drink it? You deserve it."

"No more, who are you going to kill?"

"Let's eat first and talk about it after eating." Qingyuan put a bowl of rice in front of Mo Fan.

Mo Fan had no choice but to take it, picked up his chopsticks and ate it slowly.

Qingyuan also changed his image, and there were no words during the meal. Naturally, Mo Fan would not say anything. The two ate silently like this.

After the meal, Qingyuan cleaned up the leftovers and took them out.

Mo Fan withdrew his eyes on Qingyuan, silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Qingyuan returned to the room and sat down beside Mo Fan.

"You... don't want me to kill people, do you?" Hesitating repeatedly, Mo Fan stopped saying, "And... you are not as frivolous as you showed."

Qingyuan opened his eyes slightly and sighed, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you. Yes, I'm from the Kuntong faction, and my purpose is not to kill people."

"What can I do for you?" Mo Fan frowned before whispering.

Qing Yuan smiled and said, "Can you tell me your name?"

"Mo Fan."

"Do you mind if I call you Xiaofan?"

Mo Fan shook his head.

"I don't know why I said these words to you. My real purpose is to revenge... It's also a test." Qingyuan's mouth smiled slightly.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, most of the people in love are abnormal, so you don't have to care too much."

Qingyuan covered his mouth and smiled and said, "I really don't know what kind of comfort you are."

Mo Fan smiled coyly.

"But thank you very much for coming with me. I have a person I like very much. When I first entered the world and was still a little girl with little knowledge, he was already a famous person in the whole world.

It was also in this place. One of the small stops where I went to visit my teacher was also in this store. I met him. Later, I didn't know why, so I foolishly followed him to Wudang. At that time, I provoked a local person who made a statement. He saved me. You know, he is such a handsome and powerful man. No girl had resistance, not to mention that I was a person who was ignorant of all this. With a trace of admiration, I followed him to Wudang.

Naturally, I'm very happy on the road, and gradually..."

Mo Fan interrupted, "I can roughly guess what happened next. He has a good impression on you, and you also secretly agreed to come together, right?"

Qingyuan nodded and said, "Later, I went to Kuntong to learn art, hopeing that one day I could walk side by side with him. However, a few days ago, when I got down the mountain, I heard that he and the "Langyan Fairy" Yunxin were ambiguous. In the face of a girl more beautiful than myself, I couldn't find him at ease."

Mo Fan said, "So you pull me up and see if his heart has changed?"

"That's right."

"But what is this closed moon fairy?"

"It is recognized that there are four fairies in the world. Regardless of their appearance and martial arts, they are first-class. Everyone is named after the title of the four beautiful women. The sinking fish fairy willow smoke, the falling geese fairy Yunxin, the closed moon fairy butterfly dances, and the shy flower fairy Youyu. In the whole world, there are women that men dream of.

"Oh? I don't believe that you are more beautiful than Qingyuan. Mo Fandao.

Qingyuan smiled and said, "You don't have to comfort me. I've seen the Luoyan Fairy. She is indeed a peerless beauty. I'm far worse than her."

Mo Fan sighed and said, "From your words, I don't think you are a person who will be jealous enough to test your lover. Some gossip will not shake you at all."

"People in love are abnormal, isn't that what you said?"

"The point is that you are not in love at all, right?" Mo Fan had a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

"I like him." Qingyuan said seriously.

Mo Fan said, "Well, you like him, so can you tell me where Qingyuan is now?"

"You're laughing, aren't I here?" A smile appeared at the corners of Qingyuan's mouth, and Mo Fan's words made her feel quite ridiculous.

"You have two flaws. First, Qingyuan won't talk about her love so calmly. Second, Qingyuan won't bring me food!" After Mo Fan said that, he slapped Qingyuan.

Mo Fan's internal skills are not deep, but this palm is really powerful and powerful, which can't be underestimated.

However, this powerful palm was gently avoided by Qingyuan, and his hand moved slightly, and he had already hit Mo Fan with one palm.

Mo Fan naturally knew that it was impossible to hit her with this palm, and there was already a guard in his heart, but he didn't know that her counterattack was so rapid.

Kick the table leg and float back.

Facing the oncoming table, Qingyuan frowned and hit the flying table straight. The moment the palm touched the table, the table was torn apart. The remaining situation of Qingyuan remained unchanged and rushed to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan shouted secretly, and at this time, Qingyuan's punch had already arrived. Mo Fan cut in front of his face with his palm, and Qingyuan's punch was in the middle of his palm, but it was brought out by Mo Fan's ear.

Qingyuan was slightly stunned, turned his left hand into a palm, and hit Mo Fan's chest.

Mo Fan's head was short, and when he couldn't go out, he put his hands together and lifted Qingyuan's chin. His figure was graceful and seemed to be full of amorous feelings.

Qingyuan's eyes were slightly open and she was quite surprised, but her own martial arts skills were far better than Mo Fan, and she avoided Mo Fan's lift as soon as she looked up.

Mo Fan's eyes flashed, and his hands turned into palms, cut off like a curtain, but he was as decisive as an emperor, hitting Qingyuan's chest, with an unspeakable power.

Qingyuan snorted coldly, one-legged, and retreated quickly.

Mo Fan's moves changed again, caching on the ground and attacking Qingyuan's feet.

Qingyuan was caught off guard by these three moves in a row, so he clicked again to avoid Mo Fan's blow.

Mo Fan patted the ground with his hand, rose up, and patted with his palms.

Qingyuan frowned, his right hand trembled, and a three-foot sharpness held in her hand, and a sword pierced Mo Fan's chest.

Mo Fan's palm did not change a little, but just rose up. Between millimeters, his waist and limbs were gently swinging, and the tip of the sword passed by, and his palm hit Qingyuan's face.

At this time, Qingyuan had just come out, and the back was not finished. Seeing that this palm was about to hit, something suddenly flew out of the window.

"Bang!" With a sound, Mo Fan wiped Qingyuan's cheek and hit the wall behind Qingyuan heavily, printing a palm print.

Mo Fan secretly shouted that it was a pity and flew back one-legged.

Qingyuan obviously did not expect that Mo Fan's offensive would be so fast that even the last palm could end his life.

"Who are you?" Qingyuan calmed over and said with a solemn face.

"Oh, there are also helpers." Mo Fan snorted coldly.

"What a handsome light skill, a beautiful boxing!" At this time, a magnetic male voice came from the window.

Mo Fan's eyes turned away and couldn't help frowning.

Those who come... are not good!