Chapter 282: Xue Lan (16) Dialogue between men

The red soul fire that Xiao Jiujiu was reborn at the beginning was less than one-tenth of what it was at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This girl really cares about Xue Lan! Ximo sighed in her heart.

"That's enough! stop, you don't want to die?" Ximo hurriedly stopped Mo Yiyi's continuous input behind him, and there was no denying that there was a hint of sourness.

Looking at Xue Lan's soul body in his arms, it was gradually becoming solidified and solid at this moment, and Ximo was relieved.

"Hard work, Huo'er!" Mo Yiyi felt that Huo'er was a little weak, and quickly stopped inputting soul power, and with a wave of his hand, the soul attraction lamp was included in the sea of knowledge.

She herself was very tired.

The brain was also a little fluttering, only then did I know that the red soul fire was at least several times the consumption of the blue soul fire, fortunately, Ximo reminded her in time, otherwise she would really have to give away half a life if she output it at the speed just now.

Mo Yiyi was shocked, and suddenly remembered that he should not praise Ximo, but should continue to be angry, look at his own appearance.

Her mouth was deflated, and her eyes glanced to the side.

Don't talk to him, and don't thank him!

Ximo looked at Mo Yiyi's little head sideways, and her nose hummed softly and her cute little appearance, her heart was hot, if it weren't for a Xue Lan in her arms, she really wanted to take Mo Yiyi into her arms and "ravage and bully" it.

Xue Lan snorted softly and woke up. The two were surprised to find that the soul body that was originally somewhat transparent had actually materialized. Ximo carefully scanned Xue Lan's soul body with his soul power, and sure enough, it was indeed the case, not a mistake.

"Who are you?" As soon as Xue Lan opened her eyes, she saw Xi Mo's cold handsome face.

Ximo helped Xue Lan to stand up, and when he thought that he had almost hooked away the amnesiac Mo Yiyi's heart, he was indescribably angry. Directly threw Xue Lan into Mo Yiyi's arms, and said, "Yiyi, let him rest for two minutes, I have something to say to the two of you." ”

Ximo asked himself that he was not generous enough to be polite to his rivals.

Even now Xue Lan is just a ghost.

Xue Lan was caught off guard and was thrown directly into Mo Yiyi's arms by Ximo, and both of them were startled.

Mo Yiyi hurriedly hugged Xue Lan, almost fell on the ground together, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Brother Ximo, what are you doing?"

Ximo turned his back to them and said coldly: "There are five minutes at most, and the yin will arrive." If you don't want Xue Lan to be taken away, come with me!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door of the herbarium, but the moment he stepped out of his long legs, the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed, and a beautiful arc was raised. Look at the girl's shouting "Brother Ximo" just now, didn't she immediately betray the fact that her memory had been fully recovered.

Mo Yiyi frowned, a little irritable.

She originally wanted to sneak away with Xue Lan by herself, so as not to be discovered by Ximo, and she didn't want Ximo to interfere. But now it seems that if Ximo hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't have had time to save Xue Lan just now.

And she is now very puzzled by one thing, will the soul be shattered due to an emotional breakdown?

Why have you never heard of it before? It seems that there are still a lot of things I don't understand!

"Yiyi, he's what you call Brother Ximo, right?" Xue Lan tried hard to stand firm, even if he was a ghost, he should have a little backbone as a man.

He could see Xi Mo's undisguised hostility and dislike towards him just now.

As a man, even though he has always been a ghost now, he also understands that Ximo should be jealous.

Mo Yiyi's face turned red, nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Xuelan, you come with me, Brother Ximo said this, there must be something very important to say, Yiyi has not been promoted to a junior soul attractor for a long time, and he doesn't understand many things." My brother Ximo is an intermediate soul attractor, the first person in the world to be a Chinese soul attractor, since he knows about your affairs, he will definitely not sit idly by. ”

Although Mo Yiyi was angry in her heart and sealed her memory for four years, now is not the time to be angry.

Ever since Xue Lan received the information given by the Heavenly Dao Law and looked at the soul-attracting lamp beside Xi Mo, she had already understood that there was no room for her to say anything at this moment.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Good!"

How "blessed" was he to meet the two soul attractors? At this moment, he became more and more sad to find that he was not even qualified to be jealous.

Mo Yiyi and Xue Lan followed behind Ximo and walked towards the elevator room. But Ximo didn't say anything along the way, Mo Yiyi followed behind Ximo and found that he was taking himself and Xuelan back to his room on the fifty-sixth floor.

Mo Yiyi was a little anxious in her heart, didn't Brother Ximo say that the yin errand would arrive in five minutes? Then why is he so calm and unhurried?

Ximo looked at Mo Yiyi's anxious appearance scratching her ears and cheeks behind her, and secretly shook her head in her heart.

"Girl, why hasn't your temperament grown a little bit after these four years? Still so unbreathable? With me here, what's there to worry about?" Ximo's majestic and cold voice came from the front.

Mo Yiyi's face suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and clenched her small fists.

Despised again! Still despised in front of Brother Xue Lan! Also, Brother Moon Shadow is probably still watching in front of the surveillance!

Really, I don't care about other people's self-esteem at all!

"Sit!" Ximo sat down on the sofa first, elegantly folded his long legs, leaned back on the sofa, and propped his left hand on the side of his head.

Mo Yiyi was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes were a little straight. Xi Mo has changed into a black short-sleeved shirt and black trousers at the moment, and he is as cool as he wants to be in black.

After three seconds of stupefiing, Mo Yiyi came back to her senses, and suddenly her little face began to have a fever. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ He did it on purpose, he must have done it on purpose, woo woo woo ~ ~~

Mo Yiyi, you unpromising thing, you were "seduced" by Brother Ximo again.

Tears flowed down my face.

A smile flashed in the depths of his inky eyes. Although Mo Yiyi hid it well, the three seconds of sluggishness and cute expression were exactly the same as four years ago.

But what went wrong, why can't I hear her heart now? Thinking of this, the smile in Xi Mo's eyes suddenly disappeared.

Mo Yiyi and Xue Lan sat down opposite Ximo.

Ximo put down the hand supporting his forehead, but said to Mo Yiyi: "Yiyi, go back to your own room, I have something to say to Xue Lan alone." Also, no eavesdropping. ”

Mo Yiyi suddenly pouted, and just about to say something, she saw Xi Mo's face sink.

She jumped up from the couch and said, "Okay, I'll go! Ouch, really...... Who wants to eavesdrop on you......" said and walked directly into his room.

But at the moment of closing the door, the whole person and his little head suddenly stuck to the door, squinting his eyes and listening carefully outside. In fact, according to her hearing, there was no need to listen like this, but Xi Mo's words misled her.

The more Ximo didn't let her eavesdrop, the more itchy she became.

This is the rebellious mentality.

But Mo Yiyi didn't know that Ximo asked her to go back to the room, not because she really wanted to hide it from Mo Yiyi, but because she didn't want Mo Yiyi to be present considering Xue Lan's self-esteem and mood. There are some words, if Mo Yiyi is present, it is inconvenient for Ximo to say.

Even if Xue Lan is just a ghost now, he was able to make Mo Yiyi tempted during his lifetime, so he is naturally not a simple character.

Ximo decided to have a good chat with Xue Lan and have a deep conversation between men. (To be continued.) )