"Brother Dye, the smoke is bigger than yours. Qing Muli finally couldn't hold back, and spoke, estimating that if he didn't open his mouth, his precious sister would be abducted! The sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony of Feng Mo Ran had only passed a few days, and Yan'er was already seventeen years old this year, isn't it obvious who is older and who is younger? Even if she wants to call, it is Feng Mo who dyes Guan Qing Yuyan to call Sister Yan'er, not to let Ming Yan'er be the older one, but to call her brother Dye.

"What, bigger than the master?" Feng Mo Ran pursed his eyebrows when he heard it, and his demon eyes narrowed slightly, but he looked at Qing Yuyan's chest, and then seemed to be thoughtful, and said seriously: "It's really bigger than the master~"

......Hearing this, Qing Muli's face was cracked unprecedentedly, and an elegant smile froze on his lips, his warm appearance almost collapsed, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, what he said turned out to be what he meant? I want to know that what Qing Muli wants to express is not that meaning, Feng Mo is not stupid, this bastard is definitely deliberately misinterpreted! I don't know what this stinky boy thinks, he is too much to beat, and he turned directly to Yan'er...... Boobs, it's so frustrating.

Qing Yuyan didn't understand much at first what the unclear sigh meant, until she looked at where her eyes were staring at her, Qing Yuyan reacted, the little girl was thin-skinned, and her face suddenly turned red, and she felt that this flower dye prince in her heart. It's really too embarrassing! She still looks very innocent, and she doesn't even see the slightest obscenity, as if she doesn't understand anything at all, and thinks it's nothing, just like a blank piece of paper, such a small appearance, even if she knows that she is mostly pretending. It's hard to get angry. Wind and ink stain this kid, but the ghost is shrewd!

Qing Muli is now a little unable to see the wind and ink. Before, she felt that she was not interested in her royal sister because of her low emotional intelligence, but now she looks at it again. It doesn't seem to be the case, if you say you're not interested. The meaning of flirting with Yan'er is clear, if you say you are interested, but it is mostly teasing, and you can't see anything else. I don't seem to care much, even when I look at the smoke, my eyes shine. The feelings that can emerge from the eyes are a little strange. Is it the relationship between men and women, Qing Muli, as an outsider, still sees it very clearly, the information reflected in the eyes of the wind and ink dye, as if he does not treat Yan'er as the opposite sex, so when he starts to do things, he doesn'......t take it into consideration!

This is really wrong to blame Feng Mo Dye, she and Qing Yuyan are of the same sex, women are close to women, Feng Mo Dye thinks it's nothing, and unconsciously wants to get closer to Qing Yuyan, and he is a man now, amuse others, look at the reaction, it's really not ordinary fun!

Suddenly, Qing Muli felt that compared to before, he didn't know how to position, the "straw bag" prince of flower dyeing, this kid didn't play cards according to common sense, and he could always do something unexpected......

"Ahem......" Qing Muli twitched the corners of her mouth, couldn't help but cover her lips and coughed twice, I don't know if she was angry, or she felt a little crying and laughing, his voice was a little hinting and reminding, and the wind and ink dye looked like she had just reacted, she smiled embarrassedly, and the words she said were a little playful, her voice was demonic, and she said lazily:" I understand, but between friends, I only pay attention to friendship, and I don't need to care about those superficial things, but it's just a form, how to call it, what's the matter?

......Hearing this, Qing Muli suddenly twitched the corner of her mouth, and felt that this flower dyed prince was too embarrassed, she said so, and how could Yan'er refuse?

“…… Well, well. Qing Yuyan's smart voice sounded, nodded, agreed, and felt that the words of the wind and ink were not unreasonable, it didn't matter what to call it, what should really be cared about was the friendship between people, not something superficial, so, even if she was the older one, it didn't seem to be something unacceptable and shocking to the world, since this is the case, even if you agree, what's the matter?

"Yan'er is good~" Feng Mo Ran smiled, and screamed very shamelessly, the expression on his face became somewhat obscene, but there was no lack of funny looks, Qing Muli felt a little speechless at the same time, her lips unconsciously evoked a light and elegant arc, and her beautiful eyes swept towards her imperial sister, Qing Yuyan couldn't help but slide down a row of cold sweat behind her head, Feng Mo Dye called her Yan'er nothing, it was that good ...... Forget it, anyway, I agreed, and I don't hate wind and ink dyeing, after a pause, Qing Yuyan pursed her mouth, "um", and nodded, as soon as she reacted, Feng Mo Dye felt happy in her heart, and her mood suddenly improved a lot, and she no longer continued to tease Qing Yuyan, half-squinting her demon eyes, and shifted her attention back to the right track.

didn't go far, when he reached a fork, Qing Muli stopped, there was a carriage waiting there, as well as two black horses, the breed is good, you can see at a glance, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles a day, Qing Muli ordered one of them to come over, and put the reins in the hands of Feng Mo Ran, Qing Yuyan also got into the carriage, and the coachman sitting outside the carriage was also ready, Feng Mo Dye did not pause too much when he saw this, and directly turned over and easily fell off the horse's back, the action was natural, and the flow of water was done in one go, her such flexible skills made Qing Mu unconsciously deepen the smile on her lips, and at the same time, her interest in the prince of Hua Dye was also getting bigger and bigger……

Taking the reins from the hands of the subordinate who led the horse, Qing Muli also turned over and got on the horse, his movements were neat, but he was elegant, and he didn't need to say much. Qing Muli waved the reins with his big hand, was responsible for leading the way, and set off to the place where the hunting conference was held, and the wind and ink were not far behind, spurring the horses under him, and following behind Qing Muli, Qing Yuyan's carriage also followed. Towards the destination......

The female dignity is not big. It was only the size of a city among those big countries, and they soon left the realm of the female honorable. It took less than an hour to pass through a certain small wood, all the way into the valley, and get out of these places. Beyond the valley is a somewhat secluded and quiet mountain road. It's not that it's a dangerous road with a cliff, but it's on the border, and it's not close to the small vassals, so it's very sparsely populated. At least after entering the valley, not a single living person has been seen.

After some further progress, he turned a corner at the foot of a mountain. It's just that when he turned around, Qing Muli suddenly slowed down. It seems that she has found something, and the wind and ink dye have slowed down a little when she sees this, and when she reaches the other side of the mountain, she knows what happened, not far ahead, and it is more than ten meters away, there is a group of people, the black pressure is not small, it seems that there are no less than 100 people, all of them are rough men with big shoulders and round waists, and they are not slippery.

If they keep moving forward, they will inevitably pass by where those people are, but hundreds of strong men have appeared there, and the road has already been blocked tightly, how can they get over? The speed of the horse had slowed down, and when the group approached, Qing Muli pulled the reins again, and it stopped completely, and Feng Mo Ran stopped next to him, and Qing Yuyan's carriage stopped behind them.

This mountain is our brother's territory, and if you want to go over, you have to stay, stay...... "Seeing that the wind and ink dye they had stopped, among the gang of people, there was a reckless man who seemed to be the boss, but he was also stupid, he slowed down a few beats, and yelled at the wind and ink dye with full of energy, the momentum was enough, that is, the words he spoke, with a lot of funny ingredients, and in the end he forgot what he was going to say, the reckless man turned his head slightly, and asked the brother next to him, the man didn't have time to reply, and the wind and ink dye had already taken the stubble......

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to cross this road, leave to buy road money! How about robbing Dao'er? How can you do it without a domineering slogan, it's not professional at all, I will teach you a sentence, you can remember!" It's just that after the three words were shouted, they regretted it a little, Nima, obviously they were the one responsible for the robbery, how do you feel that the boss who followed has become the one who was robbed!

Seeing this scene, the corners of Qing Muli's mouth twitched fiercely, how did he feel that those guys were all amateurs, and Feng Mo Dye was the real bandit!

"Leave the money to buy the road, so that you can cross this road!" the boss of the gang opened his mouth again, and after the teaching of wind and ink, what he said this time was much smoother than just now.

"How much do you plan to buy road money?" Feng Mo Ran smiled and asked, her current mood is quite good, Feng Mo Dye has lived two lifetimes, and what she likes the most is to deal with honest people, who have no heart, and even some people who lack heart, because it is interesting, unlike the intersection with some people, getting along is too tired, and you have to talk around.

"It's not much, I'll let you go for a hundred taels. The reckless man stretched out a thick finger and said, Feng Mo Dye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard the words, the concept of how many taels of one hundred taels varies from person to person, for her such a flower dye prince, it is indeed not much, but for ordinary people, not to mention that the income is not enough for a few years, it is almost the same, but this reckless man, but he came up and asked for a hundred taels of the lion's big mouth, who is passing by is such a price, or look at the wind and ink dye They have money, and want to slaughter it, although the wind and ink dye is not nothing, she is not short of money, but she doesn't want to give it, why should she cross the road and give them so much moneyWhen they thought of the tragic experience of not being penniless and not even able to afford a few steamed buns, they felt very unhappy!

"Master has no money!" Feng Mo dyed a tiger face, and replied angrily, Qing Muli next to him saw this, but he couldn't help but smile, how can it be so interesting?

"No money, then don't think about it!" replied the reckless man, who was not a vegetarian either, in a rough voice.

"What if you have to go over?" Feng Mo dyed demon eyes narrowed dangerously, because Qing Muli was still around, he didn't dare to release the coercion for the time being, but it was just a look, and the power of shock and deterrence would never be too weak, but a reckless man was a reckless man, with no brains, no consideration and consideration, if it was replaced by ordinary people, seeing Feng Mo Dye and Qing Muli, these two people's temperament was not like ordinary dust, and most of them had to go through some careful consideration before they dared to decide whether to do it or not, but when it came to a group of reckless people, the negotiations broke down, and they dared to go directly!

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to break through!" The bandit leader snorted, and waved his hand at the same time, signaling that the brothers could already do it, what they wanted, Fengmo Dye didn't give it, she has never been a person who likes helpless compromises, the master who suffers, if you want to fight, whoever is afraid of whom, don't think that if there are more people, you must have an advantage, Fengmo Dye is the number one killer in the world, it is still very easy to kill a hundred people with one enemy, with her inhuman speed, it is not a problem to kill hundreds of people in an instant, not to mention that the other party only has a hundred people.

I thought that Qing Muli would be able to solve this group of people faster by giving him a hand, but he didn't want to, just when the signal to start the war sounded, Qing Muli led the horse back more than a dozen steps, and came to the rear, not far behind, in front of the carriage where Qing Yuyan was, with a shallow arc on his face, he looked in the direction of the wind and ink dyed with a smile, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was planning to ...... Watching a play?!

Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows in disbelief, Qing Muli is this black-hearted person, is she planning to let herself deal with those hundred or so people? Although this is not difficult for her, but this is too unkind!