The oil cake was silent for a few seconds, and then he said in a firm tone: "Don't worry, Brother Zhao's injury will not be in vain, and I will definitely not do anything to sit idly by!

These words made those people finally quiet down, and after everyone said a few more words, they left with the injured Zhao Moxiu on their backs.

When the room was quiet, An Baobao suddenly appeared on the bed and asked lazily, "What are these people doing?"

"I don't know, maybe it's trying to attract my attention?" Uncle Mo said half-jokingly as he stepped forward and hugged the fox.

"Narcissism. An Baobao stretched out his little finger and poked the face of the shovel officer, and said with disdain.

Mo Jiuxiao grabbed a messy little hand and kissed it on his mouth, admitting very calmly: "Well, I'm narcissistic." ”

A certain red ear withdrew his finger "seriously": "What are you doing, do you want to play hooligans! Come on, who is afraid of whom!"

The tone of the last two sentences can be said to be very expectant.

This time it was Mo Jiuxiao's turn to unconsciously don't overdo it, and coughed: "Luo Luo, go to sleep, let you watch a good show tomorrow." ”

A certain little man put his little feet between the legs of the shovel officer, blinking his eyes and looking innocent: "What a good show, aren't we serious hooligans?"

After speaking, An Baobao's white and tender feet moved dishonestly.

Mo Jiuxiao got up with a bang, and left only one sentence before walking out of the door quickly: "I'll go out to dissipate my breath, you can rest first." ”

After being blown by the cold air of the dark corridor, Mo Jiuxiao's brain regained its senses. Thinking of Xiao Zuojing's appearance just now, he couldn't stop baring his teeth: Little bastard, you'd better expect me not to break through in my life, otherwise-

Hehehe!

Mo Jiuxiao didn't return all night, so he randomly found a branch outside the stone castle and sat all night.

On the second day, the few people who came to seek justice for Zhao Moxiu saw Mo Jiuxiao sitting on the tree, and their expressions were very surprised.

"Ahem, I was worried all night yesterday because of Brother Zhao's affairs, and I was worried, so I walked around. The expression and tone of the oil cake were very sincere, and he looked very worried about Zhao Moxiu.

Well, absolutely no one knows that he Mo Jiuxiao was scared out by his daughter-in-law.

"Brother Oil Cake is really benevolent and righteous, a real man!" The demon cultivators were full of praise and gave him a thumbs up.

Oil Cake smiled slightly: "It should be." Let's go find justice for Brother Zhao first, do you know where those people are?"

"That's exactly what we're looking for you for, and we've met those people just now!" Li Moxiu said eagerly: "Brother Oil Cake, let's go quickly." ”

"Hmm. Oil Cake nodded and followed the guidance of a few people and left.

"That's them!"

When they arrived at their destination, those people pointed to a few demon cultivators and showed them to the oil cake: "It's just that they can't get along with us all day long." ”

The few people who were being pointed at turned their heads when they heard the voice, and then they burst into laughter: "Hahaha, who should I be! Isn't this our deacon, why, those unseeded little cubs have complained to you?"

The oil cake took a step forward calmly and said, "I'm here to ask for justice for Brother Zhao." ”

"Then we're so scared!"

A few demon cultivators obviously didn't take the oil cake seriously, and they didn't bother to explain it at all.

But the oil cake asked them very stubbornly: "If you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can come to me, why did you beat Brother Zhao to a serious injury?"