"Brother Mu...... Where are you looking?" Feng Mo Ran raised his eyebrows a little weirdly, his voice was demonic, and he asked with a sense of banter, hearing this, Qing Muli was slightly stunned for a moment, and then seemed to react to his gaffe, and suddenly his face turned red, feeling embarrassed, and embarrassed, Qing Muli quickly turned his head, and at the same time let go of Feng Mo Ran's little hand, and he didn't dare to look at her directly for a while.

"It's rude. After a pause, Qing Muli turned his head to look at Feng Mo Ran, and said somewhat embarrassedly, his voice was still elegant, but it was not difficult to notice, there seemed to be something, slightly disrupting his position.

Feng Mo hooked his lips with evil spirits, and said in a demonic voice: "Well~ It's nothing, it's all men, I don't mind, it's just that if Brother Mu wants to see it, or else, I will let you ...... naked."

"Then you don't have to!" Before Feng Mo Ran's words were finished, he was interrupted by Qing Muli, it was indeed his gaffe, but this did not mean that he was interested in men, he was just suspicious, not wanting to see any part, Feng Mo Ran's words were as if he had some kind of bad tendency, I really don't know, if Qing Muli didn't say anything, Feng Mo Ran could say something, not to mention, even if Feng Mo Ran didn't mind, but he Qing Muli minded!

"Okay, I still want to show off my chest muscles, since I don't have to, then forget it. Feng Mo Dye looked very disappointed, sighed almost invisibly, and said. Qing Muli twitched the corners of her mouth, and felt that she was probably too worried, and this virtue was dyed by wind and ink, maybe it was a woman? Tsk, Qing Muli sighed to herself, even if she wanted to strip off to show him, she still wanted to show off her chest muscles, Qing Muli expressed serious doubts, did she really have it? This kid is most likely stunted, born like a woman, not as strong as a normal man, but his own momentum, and behavior. But it can't be doubted anymore.

"Prince Dye, I think it's better for us to reach some agreement. Qing Muli decided not to continue the topic of Fang Cai. No longer doubt the gender of the wind and ink is one thing, and as for the other hand, it's not so much nonsense that makes no progress and doesn't matter, in contrast. The issue of Yan'er is more important, which is also his original intention.

"Oh, what do you want to talk about with Prince Ben?" Feng Mo asked with a wicked smile, pretending to be unknown, Qing Muli was not stupid, she naturally knew that she was pretending, but she was not broken, her voice was a little less elegant, a little more cold, and said: "I want to know, the prince is a smoke." What kind of thoughts do you have? "Looking at the appearance of Feng Mo Dye, it doesn't seem like how interested Qing Yuyan is, let alone any liking, it is very likely that it is just a good feeling, so now, does she want to chase her own royal sister, seriously? Or is it playing? I thought that Feng Mo Dye must be a low EQ person, but at the moment, it seems that maybe it is easy to play with people's hearts......

"King Mu's memory. It doesn't seem to be very good, since the master recognizes Yan'er as his sister, what do other feelings mean? For his sister, this prince naturally likes it. But it's not a relationship between men and women. Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows and replied, she knew that Qing Muli would not be at ease.

"Even if it's a sister, after all, there is a difference between men and women, not to mention ......" It's not a brother and sister! How could you not guess the wind and ink dyeing?

"Then how can I do it, I finally have a baby sister, so naturally I want to be closer and cultivate my feelings well!"

"Compared to his sister, doesn't the prince still want a brother? My sister is used to take care of you, but as for the brother, he spoils you, compared to his sister, it is better to get close to a brother like me first, and cultivate some feelings. Qing Muli's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the light smile on her lips was still hanging, but it gave people the feeling that she was a little deviated from elegance and turned to a dangerous atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, this prince has the idea of not smoking in the future, and the master will try not to touch her, so it's okay, right?" Feng Mo Ran pursed his lips and said casually, he didn't expect Qing Muli to attach so much importance to Qing Yuyan's sister, this person is really willing to pay a lot for a person when he is good.

"Then ......" Qing Muli seemed to be about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted......

"The Emperor...... Brother Huang!" although his voice was still smart, there was a little more horror.

Qing Muli's expression suddenly froze, it was the voice of Yan'er, a crease appeared between his eyebrows, and the elegant smile on his lips could no longer be maintained, Qing Muli quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the carriage, Qing Yuyan was not far in front of him, and the scene Qing Muli saw was a bandit who came to the front quietly, holding a knife in one hand, and the other thick black hand was stretched out to Yan'er! At that moment, Yan'er noticed that something was not quite right, and turned around, but found that there was another person behind her at some point, and she suddenly screamed, somewhat frightened.

The air pressure around his body dropped suddenly, and he dared to shoot at Yan'er, looking for death! Qing Mu's beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, his big hand stretched out, and before he could make a move, Feng Mo Ran was already one step ahead of him, and pulled out a dagger from his waist, without the slightest pause, and did not need to aim at the target, he directly flicked his hand and flew the dagger out! A series of actions, like flowing water, in one go, completed in just a few seconds, the wind and ink stained in the eyes, but it made Qing Muli's eyes sink suddenly, her movements, it seems that she didn't use much force, but the speed of the shot out, but it is difficult to catch even with the naked eye, and even keep up, from the dagger out of his hand, until it pierced into the bandit's big hand stretched out to Qing Yuyan, Qing Muli expressed serious doubts, may not even blink an eye!

Not only that, when Feng Mo Ran flew out of the dagger, he didn't make any preparations, and the expression on his face never changed from beginning to end, you can see how confident Feng Mo Ran is in his skills and strength! That can be counted as terrifying!

"Ahhh The bandit's injured arm didn't dare to move easily, even so he fainted in pain, knelt on the ground, and pressed his big hand on the lower part of his shoulder, but he never dared to move down again, it hurt so much that he was about to lose half his life. If you touch it again, he will die of complete pain.

Feng Mo Ran chuckled, his demon eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Qing Muli with charm. Retracting his gaze, he took out an ink painting folding fan from the two of us, and walked in the direction of Qing Yuyan, while holding the folding fan in his hand and playing with it, turning it twice. Opened it, fanned it on his chest very evilly, Feng Mo's steps were very slow, and with each step, the air pressure around her was one point lower, for the bandit, this was undoubtedly not a torment, and he even had some doubts that Feng Mozhi flew his own knife, whether it would be something she had already calculated. Let yourself hurt life is better than death, partial life is not to faint, can only consciously bear the cone of the torment! Now he is approaching himself step by step, with coercion and deterrence, if this is the case, then how terrifying should the wind and ink dye be?

"Don't be honest and put aside the cat, what's the matter, I was beaten by the master, I don't feel enough, and my skin is itchy again. Deliberately come here to find death?huh?" paced to the front, Feng Mo condescendingly looked down at the bandit, his demon eyes glowing with a ghostly light, full of coldness. The voice is also cold and full of coercion, the bandit can't help but tremble, obviously the weather is still very warm, but he has the illusion of winter, the wind and ink dyeing is really terrible, what a mistake. You've got a lot of dangerous people......

"I ...... No, I, I just want to...... I want to talk to that girl, just say a few words!" The bandit was covered in cold sweat, gasped in pain, and trembled when he spoke, which was very unfavorable, but fortunately he could still think, and even talk back, a blow like that of wind and ink dyeing caused him very much damage, if it weren't for the fact that all aspects of his body were stronger than ordinary people, and he was replaced by other men, I am afraid that he would be directly abolished now!

"Say a few words? You still need to hold a knife in your hand? Your mother didn't teach you, there is a difference between men and women, is it not kissable? The little girl's house is something you can touch casually?" Feng Mo Ran snorted coldly, and the coercion was unconsciously a little stronger, and the bandit was a little out of breath, and he hurriedly answered when he heard the words: "No! I, I ...... I don't plan to touch it!" Every time he says a word, he is supporting himself with his will, I don't know how much energy it spent, the bandit looks like he has gone to half his life, and it looks quite pitiful, but unfortunately, this kind of person often has something hateful, so Feng Mo Ran not only does not sympathize, but wants to beat him!

"Oh~ Then what are you doing with your hand? The other hand is still holding a knife, what, do you want to chop off one of your hands?" Say no, then what is he going to do with both a knife and a hand, even he himself can't think of any reasonable reason to deal with the past, even if he thinks of it, it is unreasonable, it is overthrown by Feng Mo Ran, it is also a big problem, I can't say why, the end may be more miserable, but if you admit it, the bandit said that he was very afraid, afraid that Feng Mo Ran would really let him do that, and cut off one of his hands!

"It's good that you didn't do anything, otherwise, the master would just chop you into meat puree. "Wind and ink dyeing is short, but it is already serious to a certain incredible degree, although the intersection with Qing Yuyan can be described as a handful, and it only happened today to recognize her as a sister, but as long as it is a person dyed by wind and ink, she is absolutely not allowed to be bullied in any way, and her words are not for fun, for an excellent killer, chopping a person into meat puree, it seems to be nothing!

"I, I know it's wrong, spare my life!" The bandit gasped, and begged for mercy with some difficulty, as soon as this words came out, Feng Mo Ran didn't pay attention to him anymore, and he didn't even bother to be stingy with a look, she turned her eyes to look at Qing Yuyan, and found that this little girl's face was slightly pale, but it was not a big deal, and when she walked to Qing Yuyan, Feng Mo Ran stretched out his hand, touched her head gently, and comforted: "Don't be afraid of Yan'er, there will be a dye brother in the future, keep you safe." "The implication is that your brother is incompetent and unreliable, but he is very powerful and worthy of reliance!

Feng Mo Ran just rubbed Qing Yuyan's head twice, and his hand was grabbed by Qing Muli again, the crisis was lifted, the elegant smile on his lips returned again, and he said softly: "Thank you Prince Dye for helping, Qing owes you a big favor." "This is true, and it comes from the bottom of my heart, regardless of anything else, the fact that Feng Mo Dye is willing to protect Qing Yuyan is enough for Qing Muli to remember her, that is, she can try not to touch the smoke all the time, so it will be better.

"It's all your own family, what's polite?" Feng Mo smiled evilly and shook off Qing Muli's big hand, but he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

"......" Qing Muli narrowed her beautiful eyes, didn't say anything more, turned her head to look at Qing Yuyan, at this time her complexion had gradually recovered, what happened just now, it can't be said that she was afraid, but she had never encountered it before, so she was a little panicked, she didn't know what to do, now that she has that strength, she will be fine, it is the knife that the wind and ink dyed and flew, the visual impact brought to her is not small, Qing Yuyan didn't expect that the skills of the wind and ink dyeing would be so good, it should be said, even Qing Muli didn't expect it, even if she knew that the wind and ink dyeing was not simple, but she didn't want her to have no internal strength, and she could be so rebellious！

No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, if Yan'er can get the protection of wind and ink dyeing, it is not a lucky thing, and it seems that Feng Mo Dye really treats her as a sister, although there are some things, Qing Muli understands, but as soon as he sees Feng Mo Dye touching his own imperial sister, he can't help but want to take action to put Feng Mo Dye aside, but in his heart, he feels a little weird, what he doesn't want is not Feng Mo to touch Qing Yu Yan, but Yan Er to touch Feng Mo Dye, this is really strange......

Just thinking about it, Feng Mo Ran called out softly, Qing Muli suddenly trembled, stunned, couldn't help but chill, as for what he heard, just now, Feng Mo Ran called him...... "Brother Mu~" and still in a very greasy and contrived voice, as soon as the cowardly sound came out, he almost cocked an orchid finger again! Really, what should Qing Muli say? It was indeed originally in order to divert Feng Moran's attention that she wanted to be her brother, but was it necessary to retaliate against him in such a disgusting way?

Qing Muli said that he was so tired that he might vomit blood at any time...... (To be continued.) )