"Haha!ha!" Suddenly there was a burst of heart-wrenching laughter outside the window, and the voice was clear and pleasant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the sound of laughter, a figure suddenly appeared upside down in front of the window, dressed in white and fluttering in the wind, like a blooming epiphany in the night.

"Black boy, it turns out that you can't eat spicy food!" Chu Shaobai raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly.

Seeing Mo Chuan's embarrassed appearance, he felt that the few punches and kicks on his body were not very painful.

Mo Chuan quickly turned his head and glared at him.

He wanted to scold, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

Fortunately, there are some things that can be said without a mouth, such as: fists!

Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows, floated out, his body was as fast as a ghost, and he punched Chu Shaobai's handsome face.

"Hey, don't hit people in the face, black boy, are you jealous that my face is better than yours?" Chu Shaobai nodded with a phoenix, his head shrank into his arms, and he dodged his punch.

"Hmph!" Mo Chuan replied with a cold snort, followed by a big kick.

"Ouch, black boy, you're really kicking!" Chu Shaobai couldn't dodge this time, and there was a heavy pain in his buttocks, and then he fell from the eaves.

Fortunately, he did a good job of light work, and he gently bent his waist in mid-air, and his head and feet fell firmly to the ground.

"If you don't fight, don't fight, black boy, I admit that your martial arts are better than mine, I can't beat you, how about we turn enemies into friends?" Chu Shaobai's figure flickered, avoiding a follow-up move from Mo Chuan, and shook his hand again and again.

He and Mo Chuan have moved twice, both times they are at a disadvantage, he knows in his heart that the other party's kung fu is much higher than him, but he is merciful for a while, and he does not kill him.

Especially I don't know why, although Mochuan is obviously a stranger, he has a sense of familiarity.

"......" Mo Chuan thought in his heart, the ghost and you turned enemies into friends, you are a perverted boy who takes advantage of the danger of others, but your voice is hoarse, you just can't speak.

"Hey, black boy, your kung fu is good, I'm relieved to have you by Ning'er's side to protect her. Chu Shaobai smiled slightly, took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, and handed it to Mo Chuan, "If you eat this, your throat will be a little more comfortable." ”

Mo Chuan looked coldly at the medicine bottle he handed over, but he didn't take it, and suddenly rose from the ground and jumped onto the roof.

His black clothes quickly melted into the night, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Shen Ning was used to saying that he would go, coming and going without a trace, not strange when he saw this, just smiling.

Chu Shaobai greatly admired: "Good kung fu!" After a pause, he said, "This guy is really proud!"

He put the medicine bottle in his hand back into his arms with some sneering, and unconsciously touched his chin, although Mo Chuan didn't say a word, the cold and arrogant aura exuded from his body was not to be ignored.

He has always regarded himself very highly and rarely convinces others, but he admires Mo Chuan's kung fu and temperament.

Turning around, he asked curiously, "Ning'er, this black boy's kung fu is very high, how did you make him willing to be your guard?"

"I don't know. Shen Ning shook her head.

Although she promised to do Mo Chuan a favor, until now, Mo Chuan has not asked her how to help.

Chu Shaobai was anxious when he heard this, and muttered to himself, this black boy shouldn't be talking about Ning'er's idea, right?

"You...... You must not like him!" he burst out.