C210

At night, the moon was hazy and there was no one around.

Yan Mo Chen and Yan Mu took turns to keep watch, and it was currently Yan Mo Chen's turn to stand guard.

There was no one around the inn. Yan Mo Chen's eyes were half closed, his sharp eyes constantly looking around.

From time to time, he would poke his head into the room, listening to the breathing of the woman on the bed. Only then did he slowly smile.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps could be heard. He looked over and saw the Lady Boss was walking towards the exit sneakily.

Yan Mo Chen frowned and immediately went into Yan Mu's room. He patted Yan Mu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and said slowly in a low voice, "You keep watch first, I'll be out for a while."

"Young Master, where are you going?" Yan Mu's sleepy eyes widened as he asked anxiously.

"It's too late. We'll talk about it when we get back." Yan Mo Chen patted Yan Mu's shoulder and jumped out. He walked out of the inn quickly and saw a red robe moving towards the west corner of the inn.

Yan Mo Chen's eyes darkened. He took a big step and started chasing.

From the moment he entered the inn, he knew that the owner of this shop was not a simple person. It seemed that a woman had gone out alone in the middle of the night, and had agreed with his thoughts.

Thinking of this, he paced back and forth until he reached the corner where Mei Niang had disappeared.

A handful of powder fell from his face. Yan Mo Chen did not have time to retract his steps around the corner. His eyes reddened and he was about to step back when he saw Mei Niang slowly coming out of the corner with a lewd smile on her face.

"Young master, you're ignoring me today. I didn't think you'd come looking for me tonight." Meifen had a coquettish smile on her face as she gently placed her hand on Yan Mo Chen's shoulder.

Yan Mo Chen frowned as his vision became more and more blurry.

"Young Master, actually, in your heart, you still like me, right?" As Mei Niang spoke, her dishonest hands searched Yan Mo Chen's body.

"Scram!" Yan Mo Chen staggered back a step, it seemed like the powder thrown in front of his face was the camouflage medicine!

"Oh, Young Master, are you trying to welcome me yet refuse?" Mei Niang smiled slowly. The expression on her face gently played with Yan Mo Chen's clothes. However, a moment later, a large portion of his skin was exposed.

"Don't force me …" Yan Mo Chen continued to retreat, and his hands and feet gradually became powerless. Even the people in front of him had become blurry.

"Force you? What can I make you do? "I have already warned my young master. It's best if you don't go out tonight …" Mei Niang chuckled softly again as she watched Yan Mo Chen's thin clothes slowly slide down.

Yan Mo Chen raised his hand and did not have the slightest bit of strength. It was all his fault for being careless just now and allowing this woman to take advantage of an opening!

"Do you feel weak and hot all over?" Mei Niang's sexy red lips were slightly raised upwards, the warm breath getting closer and closer to Yan Mo Chen's face.

Yan Mo Chen wanted to clench his fist but he could not do anything. However, just like Mei Niang had said, he was weak, weak, and hot …

"Do you think what you just saw was just a camouflage medicine?" The corner of Mei Niang's lips curled up. Both of her hands had already tightly embraced Yan Mo Chen. Her head rested lightly on his exposed chest as she slowly said, "There's still the Bewildering Powder …"

Yan Mo Chen's body stiffened. He wanted to reach out and push this disgusting woman away, but his body was too hot to move.

"Do you know what is the greatest use of this Lust Powder?" "Yan Mo Chen?" Mei Niang's eyebrows shot up as she stared at his handsome face with a seductive gaze. She smiled in satisfaction. "I can make your consciousness blur, make you powerless, and at the same time, I can let you clearly remember what you did tonight …"

"Despicable …!" Yan Mo Chen gritted his teeth. Although his face was filled with killing intent, his voice was getting lower and lower.

The effects of the Bewildering Powder were truly strong. Even when he tried to force it out of his body, it was to no avail.

"Don't try to force your way out, it might end up in the opposite direction, lest you lose your life …" Mei Niang was afraid that she felt the aura in his body was unstable, so she smiled faintly and reminded him slowly.

"You …" Yan Mo Chen did not even have the strength to stagger backwards anymore. He could only have a murderous look on his face as he spoke softly.

Behind the two of them, the rustling of footsteps hurried over. A short while later, dozens of men stood behind Mei Niang, their faces full of respect.

"Boss, the inn has been surrounded. What do we do next?"

Mei Niang's face was filled with a hint of unwillingness to part with Yan Mo Chen. A hint of coldness appeared on her charming face as she turned around and said to the men, "Take this man back to the stronghold. Once we take care of the two people in the inn, do not leave anyone alive!"

"How dare you!" Yan Mo Chen's body trembled. When he thought that Ran Er was still sleeping in the inn, he felt cold all over and said angrily.

"You should protect yourself first!" Meimei Schur raised his eyebrows and smiled towards Yan Mo Chen.

"If you dare to hurt a single hair on her head, I'll definitely make you pay with your life!" Yan Mo Chen's eyes became more and more blurry, but he continued biting his lower lip and fighting for the last sliver of consciousness in his head.

"Haha, I knew that little gongzi wasn't a man. It seems like she's not only a woman, but also your beloved, gongzi?" Mei Niang laughed. She could not help but stick close to Yan Mo Chen's face and roll her slightly long eyelashes. Her eyes were filled with killing intent. "Since that's the case, then her life cannot be left behind …"

"How dare you!" Yan Mo Chen's finger moved slightly, his Qi was going up and down, his power was increasing by leaps and bounds.

"Why would I not dare? In the future, you will be my wager husband. Wouldn't it be dangerous for me to keep her? " "At first, she looked so young and delicate, and I really didn't want to kill her. But now that you're so concerned about her, I really can't keep her any longer."

"I'll leave that little girl to you. We haven't had meat for a long time, so why don't we use her for a taste?" Mei Niang's brows raised as she spoke to the dozens of men behind her. "That woman's appearance is delicate and pretty. She might be worthy of all of you brothers."

The group of men tilted their heads one after another as obscenities appeared on their faces. They had lived in the deep mountains for a long time, and apart from occasionally robbing women who passed by the mountains and started eating, they had not touched any peerlessly beautiful young women.

"Thank you, boss!" The men then turned and left.

"You all …" Yan Mo Chen's face was also red, a powerful Qi flow surged out from his body, his blood vessels expanded, he raised his head and roared towards the sky, accompanied by a painful cry, Yan Mo Chen's eyes were bloodshot, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and pierced towards Mei Niang's direction.

Mei Niang's face froze, and her seductive red lips pursed slightly. She dodged to the side, and that sword was both accurate and fast as it pierced through her arm.

"You are ruthless!" With a leap, she disappeared into the night.

Yan Mo Chen narrowed his eyes and leapt into the inn with his sword dripping with blood.

On the second floor, Yan Mu was engaged in a chaotic battle with dozens of men. Although his martial arts were extremely high, he was unrivalled and overwhelmed. His body was already drenched in blood, and it was hard to tell if he was his or his enemy's.

There were already a few people charging into Qiao Qiao's inner room. Yan Mo Chen did not hesitate as he raised his sword and charged forward, killing a few people along the way.

Inside the house, Qiao Qiao's eyes were still cold. He held the blanket in one hand and with the other, he swiped at the head of the man who was crazily charging at him.

Although their palms had no inner strength, they could still cause them to stagger back a few steps.

The bedding was flipped over, tightly covering the heads of the two men. At this moment, Qiao Qiao still held the vase before the table and viciously smashed it onto the heads of the two men.

"Clang ~ ~" The vase shattered and the two men fell to the ground.

Yan Mo Chen's eyes tightened. He no longer cared about the injured Yan Mu as he charged into the room with his sword stabbing towards the man who was still running towards Qiao Qiao.

Blood gushed out, soaking Joe.

"Ran Er, are you alright?" Yan Mo Chen's bloodshot eyes gradually returned to normal. He pulled Qiao Qiao onto his chest and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Qiao once again straightened his face and shouted towards Yan Mo Chen, "Be careful!"

Yan Mo Chen turned around and stabbed seven inches into the man's chest with the sword in his hand. The man raised his sword but did not have the chance to land a blow.

"Who are these people?" Qiao Qiao's face was still filled with surprise. Looking at the enemies that were gathering at the door, she asked anxiously.

"Bandits." Yan Mo Chen said coldly. He then pulled out the sword that the man had stuck into his chest and joined in the battle.

Qiao Qiao was still standing at the same spot, looking at Yan Mo Chen doing his best to resist the bandits who were trying to break in. She could not help but focus all her attention on Yan Mo Chen, why is it that he looked different tonight?

Since the people at the door were bandits, it was only because of their numbers, not their peerless kung fu skills. Why did he put so much effort into resisting?

Was he injured just now?

Joe's eyes were still tight, and he wanted to walk forward.

"Ran Er, don't come over here!" Yan Mo Chen who was guarding the door turned his head and shouted towards Qiao Qiao.

As she watched the number of bandits dwindle due to Yan Mo Chen and Yan Mu's consumption, she was afraid that she had calmed down.

"Young Master, they are all dead!" Yan Mo Chen cupped his hands and said as he walked up the stairs.

Yan Mo Chen's face was as red as blood. When he killed the last bandit, he frowned and his sharp eyes were tightly shut. His body that was holding on for one breath slowly fell to the ground.

"Yan Mo Chen!" Joe screamed and hugged him tightly from behind.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Yan Mu's expression changed abruptly and he hurried forward. Together with Qiao Qiao, they held onto the unconscious Yan Mo Chen.