Feng Mo Ran thought that if she let go of the soft words, Xi Yanyan would almost be able to stop, but unfortunately, she really underestimated that slut!

Okay, if you don't stop, the master will give you a circle and cry!

Feng Mo Ran gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger pinned to his waist, and wanted to stab the butt of the horse under him, but after all, he didn't get that hand, and instead hit it hard with the back of the knife, the horse hurt, and the speed did go up, but at most it was running side by side with the horse of the West Flame, even if it exceeded it, it was less than twenty centimeters, and it had to be chased back by others in an instant.

The horse under him chased fiercely, so that he could barely satisfy Feng Mo Dye's bumpy and western flame from time to time.

While she was riding the horse, she leaned sideways and shed those two noodle tears at the West Flame Flame, but people may not look at herself with straight eyes, is there anything more heart-stopping than this?

The noodles dyed by the wind and ink were in tears, and after a while, Xi Yanyan didn't look at her, not to mention, as soon as the pain passed, the horse's speed gradually slowed down, and it returned to the original speed that could only run after Xi Yanyan's ass, but it was always difficult to catch up with the speed that was even more surpassed

For the failure of Plan A, Feng Mo Ran has tens of millions of emotions in her heart, but this does not dampen her morale!

Wind Ink Dye also has Plan B, and Plan C! If it doesn't work, she will fly her knife and directly break the hind legs of the horse that Xi Yan Yan is riding!

Thinking in her heart, Feng Mo Dye immediately launched Plan B, as for the specific content, she decided, play a scoundrel!

The dagger turned flexibly twice in his hand, and the back of the knife was aimed at the horse's butt and struck it hard, and the speed went up again in an instant, but Feng Mo Ran didn't cry in a circle this time, but directly did a somersault, jumped over, jumped onto the horse of the West Flame, and sat behind him!

Feeling the series of actions of Feng Mo Ran, Xi Yan Yan's face immediately darkened, and he had a faint premonition before Feng Mo Dye jumped over, but after all, he still chose to indulge her once, allowing Feng Mo Dye to escape the fate of falling into slag

I don't know why, Xi Yanyan felt that his temper seemed to have changed a lot in the past two days, if he was facing Huangfu Yanchen, where would he have such good patience? It is estimated that he would have already slapped people and sent people flying!

In fact, the reason why Xi Yanyan is awkward until now is because when he patted Feng Mo Dye after changing the dressing, his hands trembled, and he was ridiculed by Feng Mo Dye, but he didn't care about this, and the very strange feeling at that time, his first thought at that time was that Feng Mo Dye's shoulders, how could they be so thin?

Not to mention the softness, it seems to be very fragile, maybe, he only has a slight force, and the bones on the wind-ink-stained shoulders will be completely shattered in an instant

Although Xi Yanyan would not do that, because of that beat, he was aroused by the wind and ink to have a very strong desire to protect, which is one of the reasons why he has been awkward and has not stopped until now

Of course, there are other factors, for example, Xi Yanyan wants her to be soft on herself, he naturally knows that the wound on Feng Mo's hand was pierced by herself, this kid is really ruthless to himself, ruthless enough, no weakness, good is good, but he is a little too strong

At this time, the person who wanted her to soften was sitting behind him and fitting very close to his body, this kind of cognition made Xi Yanyan feel that his whole person was not good!

"Xi Yanyan, if you don't stop stopping, I can tickle you. Wind and ink poked his fingers in the back.

The corners of Xi Yanyan's mouth twitched, ignoring her, because his whole body was hard, and there was no itchy flesh at all.

"Stop, really stop, don't stop, believe it or not, pinch your little brother. Wind and ink dyed and poked his finger at Xi Yanyan's waist again.

The corners of Xi Yanyan's mouth twitched again, although he didn't know what the little brother meant, but he could also guess the approximately, is this kid stupid from hunger?

However, the corners of his lips hooked up an imperceptible arc, is Feng Mo Dyed this is coquettish with himself? Xi Yanyan didn't say anything, but directly turned the horse's head, changed direction, and ran back the same way

After about a quarter of an hour he stopped his horse at an inn, and they had not yet left the city, but they were already quite a distance from the city's market, and where they were now, it was only an hour at most before they left the city.

It's not only troublesome to go back, but Feng Mo Dye probably can't wait, and if this kid is hungry, he will dare to jump over and burst his eggs, if he doesn't give him something to eat, how can he protest.

Xi Yanyan was funny in his heart, but he also felt that something was not right, he felt that he was really good at wind and ink dyeing, although this is not surprising to be placed on normal people, let alone insignificant, but if it is placed on Xi Yanyan, it will be unprecedented!

Although Huangfu Yanchen often plays tricks on him like this, it is also because the friendship between the two people is there, Huangfu Yanchen is a cheeky person, and Xi Yanyan has hardly eaten his set, and even the number of times he has been birded is only a handful.

This is against Huangfu Yanchen, if it is replaced by someone else, it is no longer a question of whether you dare or not, but how serious the consequences will be!

Feng Mo Ran is also a master with strong psychological quality, even if he has seen Xi Yanyan's purgatory-like side, he is still not afraid of him, but he is a little concerned, and even very interested, the most important thing is that she is a scoundrel, but Xi Yanyan still buys her account.

Although he directly defined a series of behaviors of Feng Mo Dye as coquettish, but he dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, but he could still be safe and sound, and even connived, I am afraid that there is only one person in the world

Because it is far away from the city center, there are fewer people, so places like inns and restaurants have to be separated by a distance to meet one, and it may not be what it will be, the one that Xi Yanyan brought back with wind and ink, it can't be said to be bad, but for the two of them of that status, it can only be regarded as barely enough.

Xi Yanyan asked for a double room, although the conditions are very poor, but he can only make up for one night, open an inn in this kind of place, there will not be too many guests, so there should be a lot of idle rooms, Xi Yanyan gave the boss twenty taels of silver, and let him pick the cleanest room.

The boss is a middle-aged man with a beer belly, his eyes lit up as soon as he saw the twenty taels of silver given by Xi Yanyan, that is not a small amount, at least for ordinary people, their small inn has a net profit of more than ten or twenty taels a month after normal operation, so the money given by Xi Yanyan is not small at all!

However, this is only the income under normal operations, as for the rest