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Text Chapter 497: Give it to me?

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    Xiang Yu's words made Mu Yuehai's hand tremble, and he lost control of his strength. The thick pear wood chopping board cracked with a big crack under his intense strength.  Mu Yuehai slowly raised his head and looked at Xiang Yu with complicated eyes, "You know." The other party did not directly deny it. Fatty was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he figured out that for someone like Mu Yuehai, if he was so coy  He was confused as to how he could be so proficient in the art of swordsmanship and be able to firmly hold the position of Sword Master in his twenties. You must know that for more than ten years he was a semi-disabled person who could not even hold a table knife.  The fat man lowered his gaze, smiled and said, "I still know a lot of things, but I didn't take this matter seriously ten seconds ago." Mu Yuehai said with a wry smile, "Now that you know, I hope you can do it for me."  I keep this a secret. Of course, if you learned it from someone else, it may not be considered a secret now. " "Don't worry, at least it wasn't told to me personally, otherwise I wouldn't say I didn't take it seriously.  "The fat man glanced at the thick chopping board and continued, "I met Pei Qingyi once not long ago. To be honest, she is indeed very suitable for you, if she is not so scheming. " Mu Yuehai turned the chopping board in front of her.  In this direction, he tried his best to avoid the gap and continued cutting the green onions, but the speed of cutting was obviously much slower than before.  "Yes, but if that's the case, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Pei family." "Is the child in her belly yours? You can choose not to answer this question, it doesn't matter." Mu Yuehai did not miss again this time,  The falling knife was still smooth and crisp, and he just shook his head slightly, "No, the relationship between Qingyi and I is not what you think. Perhaps it should be said that it is much simpler than you think." "Do you know that Operation Melting Gold is her?  Mu Yuehai¡¯s eyes flashed and she shook her head again, ¡°So the federation named this operation, Melting Gold, which is quite appropriate.¡± Mu Yue suddenly realized that the chopped green onions had almost turned into green onions.  Haiyou laughed at himself, raised his hand to brush off all the condiments on the chopping board, took out a new handful of green onions and garlic, and continued cutting, "Although I know what Qing Yi will do, she didn't explain it clearly.  After the Xiaoman Mountain incident, I learned that the thing she was hinting at was to kidnap the wealthy children of Qingcheng and use them as bargaining chips in exchange for her pass to the federation. " Xiang Yu frowned and didn't speak for a long time, but he felt very sad in his heart.  I'm slandering you, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, what song do you think you and Pei Qingyi are singing? I think you, the Qingcheng swordsman, have also neglected your duty. You know that the children of rich families who were born with a gold spoon in their mouths were kidnapped and extorted.  Pei Qingyi planned everything with his own hands, but pretended to be confused while pretending to understand. Is this called deep love and deep protection?  Although Mu Yuehai didn't raise his head, he smelled something from Xiang Yu's silence and asked in a deep voice, "Do you think I did something wrong? As an imperial sword master, the commander of the imperial guard did something to Qing Yi."  "Just let it go?" The fat man who was guessed of his intentions coughed awkwardly, "A little bit." Mu Yuehai stopped the knife and asked, "Let me ask you, where did the kidnapping happen?"  Fengdu City, you are already talking about the Xiaoman Mountain Incident, why are you still asking me? " "The Triangular Galaxy is not the imperial capital Qingcheng, and it does not even belong to the imperial galaxy. That is to say, it is not within my jurisdiction, and those who were plotted by Qingyi are not.  You are not within the Sixth Server of the Royal Family. It is neither my territory nor the person I want to protect. Do you still think that I did something wrong? Although I know that Qing Yi did this, it is just a guess without any evidence.  I can't go to the federation to arrest people and come back for interrogation, right? " Mu Yuehai's words were clear and logical. The fat man suddenly lost his temper, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and said with a smile, "Hey, I really didn't see it.  Ah, brother-in-law, you also have iron teeth, bronze teeth, and a lotus tongue." The water in the pot behind Mu Yuehai boiled, and it kept making a gurgling sound. Mu Yuehai turned around and took out the already kneaded noodles from the refrigerator, and tore them into pieces.  Open the plastic wrap and take out a small knife from the knife holder.  It was only then that the fat man discovered that the breakfast the Imperial Sword Master mentioned was actually noodles.  Mu Yuehai's technique of using the knife is indeed an art, and he doesn't show off his skills very much. However, the whole set of movements is as natural as flowing water. With a slight flick of his wrist and the blade going back and forth, all he can see is the moon-white sliced ??noodles, which look like they have eyes.  With his spirituality, he drew a neat arc and flew into the boiling water pot accurately.  "Three taels?" Mu Yuehai didn't stop, and she still had the energy to turn around and ask Xiang Yu.  The fat man was stunned for half a second, nodded and said, "Well, that's enough." Mu Yuehai also nodded, and then turned around, as if the two of them were just talking about unnecessary gossip, but now for him  Say, eating a bowl of delicious noodles is better thanNothing matters.  The fat man couldn¡¯t help but sigh. At this time, Mu Yuehai, who was busy tinkering with various ingredients, didn¡¯t look like an imperial swordsman. He was clearly a good family man. It¡¯s true to say that he was a traditional man.  With chopped green onions, minced garlic, and some bright red chili peppers, plus oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and other seasonings, a large bowl of fragrant shaved noodles was served to the table in a short while.  Although the kitchen was large, there was no dining table set up. The two of them sat on both sides of an open dining table, each looking at the food in front of them, but neither of them moved their chopsticks first.  Mu Yuehai stared at Xiang Yu for several seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong, don't tell me you don't like this." The fat man shook his head.  Mu Yuehai added, "Even if you are still thinking about Xiaoman Mountain, don't worry too much. I have my own sense of responsibility for this matter. Also, it's not a big deal for the emperor to arrange for people to monitor me. Since he is above the Golden Palace,  Allow me to wear a sword. It¡¯s understandable that there are a few small mosquitoes in my house. After all, if you want to sit firmly on that chair, you have to put more thought into it that ordinary people don¡¯t have" Mu Yuehai was still persuading, but at this time the fat man  He interrupted loudly.  "No, you didn't guess it right. I just feel a little regretful." "What's the regret? It's weird that I use the hand holding the sword to make noodles for you?" The fat man moved his eyes away from the bowl of noodles that were full of color, flavor and taste.  Shi Muyuehai said something very seriously.  "I'm just a little regretful. It's not me who should be eating this bowl of noodles with you, but your sister."
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