With a soft call from Feng Mo Ran, Qing Muli didn't know how to respond, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his beautiful eyes looked at Feng Mo Ran, but he didn't say anything.

"Brother Mu~ Isn't it, it's almost time to go?" Feng Mo Ran asked with a smile, Qing Muran paused, nodded a little stiffly, didn't speak, turned around and walked towards his own horse not far away, seeing this, Feng Mo Ran made a gesture of invitation to Qing Yuyan, signaling that she could get into the carriage first, Qing Yuyan understood, but before returning to the carriage, she attached to Feng Mo Ran's ear, whispered, with a slightly shy expression on her face, and then did not wait for Feng Mo Ran to reply, and went straight to the carriage, and this scene, it happened to be turned over on the horse, and turned back to see their Qing Muli bumped into it, his heart suddenly sank, somewhat worried, even if Feng Mo Ran was not interested in Qing Yuyan, but if it was Yan'er…… That's a big deal!

Feng Mo Ran hooked his lips with evil spirits, glanced at Qing Muli, that look was very proud and arrogant, there was no lack of provocation, retracted his gaze, turned around and walked towards his horse, when she came down, the horse stopped near the carriage where Qing Yuyan was sitting, so he didn't take a few steps, Feng Mo Ran returned to the horse, rode the horse to Qing Muli's place, and there was always an evil smile on his lips！

When passing by the bandit who wanted to attack Qing Yuyan, but ended in failure, Feng Mo Ran glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a casual tone: "Fortunately, if it weren't for the kindness of the master." It's time to kill you, get out now. The words he spoke, obviously plain, but became a coercive coercion, the bandit did not dare to stop for a moment when he heard this, the cold sweat on his forehead soaked the front of his clothes, and he didn't care about anything else. Even if it hurts in the arm. It hurt so much that he was about to faint to death, and he had to get up with a roll, and obediently disappeared from the sight of the wind and ink. Otherwise, it's easy to die!

"Brother Mu~Let's go~" When he looked back again, Feng Mo Ran had already returned to smiling, but Qing Muli couldn't see through her more and more, but at least. When I didn't mess with her, we got along. It's still relatively safe, he nodded, and was about to set off on horseback, but suddenly remembered. There is also a serious problem that needs to be solved, "Can you dye the prince?" Don't call ...... that way" Qing Muli opened his mouth a little embarrassed, and his voice was still elegant. But he was a little more uncomfortable, this thing is really not easy to say, Feng Mo Dye a big man called himself Brother Mu, how did Qing Muli think about it, how did he feel the cold, he felt that his whole person was not good, every time Feng Mo Dye screamed, he couldn't help but tremble three times.

"Hmm, which is the name?" Feng Mo Ran blinked, looking innocent who didn't know what Qing Muli was talking about, Qing Muli choked, this stinky boy is so bad, he actually pretended to be stupid!

"If Prince Dye doesn't mind, he can call me by my name directly. After a pause, Qing Mu left the mouth and replied, he really couldn't call Brother Mu three words, but he didn't want Feng Mo Ran to continue to call himself like this, so he could only choose a compromise without saying it himself.

"That's it~" Feng Mo dyed and elongated the tone, and spit out three words meaningfully, Qing Muli thought that she should agree with this attitude, so she felt that it was nothing, but it was just ...... Qing Muli is still too simple, if Feng Mo Dye is so easy to deal with, can she mix to the point that more than 99% of the hundred people who know her want to beat her?

"Xiao Mu Mu~" Feng Mo Ran called with a smile, his tone was very contrived and crooked, after Qing Mu heard it, he almost couldn't hold back, spit out a mouthful of old blood, he felt that his heart was really hurting...... Before Qing Mu could leave her mouth to say something, Feng Mo Ran spoke again, "It's better to listen to Xiao Muli~ It's a little troublesome, which one is better? Hmm...... Or is it Xiao Qingqing?" Feng Mo Ran frowned lightly, touched his chin, and looked thoughtful, and it was difficult to choose the result for a while.

"......" Qing Muli had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, could he say that none of them were good?

"Sure enough, it's better to call Xiao Mumu~" Feng Mo Ran nodded with a smile, he had already made a decision on his own, Qing Muli felt so tired at the same time, he didn't want to say anything more, it was useless...... It's good to follow the wind and ink dyeing, he doesn't want to care about those irrelevant things anymore, it's nothing more than looking for abuse for himself.

“…… Let's go. Qing Muli is now an unprecedented vicissitudes of life, although there is not too much performance on the face, but the heart is very sad, he does not wait for the wind and ink to say anything, he turned around on his horse, waved the reins, and prepared to set off, the wind and ink dye saw this and said no more, the whip was raised, and just about to swing down, it was interrupted......

The corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and her demon eyes swept to the source of the sound, and found that it was the bandit leader, this guy was full of energy, his voice was not small, and it was not ......a problem to be deaf!

"What's the matter, do you want to be beaten by the master again?" Feng Mo Ran joked with an evil smile, and when the bandit leader heard this, he couldn't help grinning a little fearfully, his expression was very bitter, but he continued, "Good man, please let us be!" Another roar shouted, this time it was Feng Mo's turn to grin, she scratched her ears, and said a little speechlessly: "Accept you? The tone was full of disgust, and more than a hundred strong men accepted it...... That picture is going to get drunk just thinking about Feng Mo Dye, it's too terrifying, although she knows that the bandit leader doesn't mean this, but she holds a grudge, before these reckless men stopped them from saying anything, and they made a move first, their real purpose, Feng Mo Dye can guess, and in fact, she is also planning to do this, but, always hang twice, can't let them succeed easily......

"Good man, we want to follow you! Belong to your door!" The leader of the bandits came again, but Qing Muli raised his eyebrows somewhat strangely when he heard this, and his beautiful eyes couldn't help but look at Feng Mozhi, but he didn't expect that he could find such an opportunity. If this group of bandits is really under the hands of Feng Mo Ran, don't look at the only more than a hundred people, but these reckless men, which one is not one enemy hundred, no, this is all less to say, it is really a lot of combat power!

"Oh~ why? all of you. Do you want to belong to the master's subordinates?" Asked casually.

"That's right, we've all discussed it, and we want to belong to your family!" said the bandit leader with a tiger face, very seriously.

"Master asked you why!" Feng Mo Ran pursed his lips in disgust. It is difficult to communicate with people who are not full of heart, and the brain is not very good, so ask two questions, and you can react to one of them. Depressed.

"Why?" the bandit leader paused, his mind now opening up a lot. He replied loudly: "Of course, it's because you're a hero!"

"Okay, don't be a good man, the master is not so strong, and the Han can't talk about it. Well, it's not even better. Feng Mo Ran pursed his lips, and the word "hero" was completely compatible with himself both as a whole and separately. Just excuse it, Qing Muli couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips when he heard this. Feng Mo Dye is quite self-aware, but the next second, Qing Muli once again felt that he was too stupid and naïve......

"Don't you call a hero?, then, what do we call you?" asked the bandit leader with a tiger face, Feng Mo Ran thought about it, and spit out a few words very lazily...... "It's good to call Ye Daxia." ”

"......" Qing Muli found that since he knew the wind and ink dyeing, the number of twitches at the corners of his mouth has increased significantly by more than a star and a half, and the ability of wind and ink dyeing to make people's hearts congested is absolutely a must, and no one in the world can match it!

"Hero!" This voice was not only the bandit leader who screamed alone, the bandits who gathered on both sides of the road spoke one after another, as if they wanted to show their determination, they all said loudly and kindly, and the wind and ink felt that the ground was shaken, but the expression on his face was somewhat proud and smug, tsk, really face, more than a hundred people called her hero, that sour!

"Hero, you just accept us!" Just when the wind and ink dyed so beautiful that he was about to fly, a somewhat untimely voice sounded, and the person who spoke had a playful Northeast countryside wind, not only that, but also a feeling of being biased towards dialects, the hero's cry made him say the sound of "shrimp......

“…… You'd better call Ye Hero. Feng Mo Ran was a little speechless, but she didn't know that Qing Muli, who was not far from her side, was even more speechless than her, I thought Feng Mo Dye was quite self-aware, and felt that I couldn't afford the title of a hero, and now Qing Mu Li knew how much she thought, and she was a hero? In short, ordinary people can't create such influence, it should be said, whether they can or not, it's a question, after all, although those bandits are not very good, they are not easy to recognize, and willing to submit to whom......

"Hero!" the bandits all shouted in unison, as long as it wasn't too much, let them call whatever they wanted.

"Give the master a reason, you shouldn't have to, such as persistence, right?" "Obsessed with being a subordinate of the wind and ink, they have nothing to do? No matter how lacking the heart and eyes should be aware of some matters, don't these people have any concerns?

"Follow the hero to mix with the future!"

"Ahh

"What the hero says is what!" There was another earth-shattering roar, and Feng Mo Ran seriously doubted that these people had been rehearsed in advance.

"Forget it, change your words, don't call the hero, call the Lord to come up and listen, and make the master happy. Feng Mo hooked his lips with an evil spirit, and said in a demonic and sexy voice, these words are ready to accept those people.

"Lord Lord!" The bandits have no teacher, and the children can be taught, and they also added two more words by themselves, the wind and ink stained the demon eyes slightly, and some smug laughed twice, that look a little shy, Qing Muli saw this scene, but felt a little funny, this kid is difficult to serve, for a short period of time, walking people to play, she let the group of bandits change their mouths a few times? It's just that every time they call it, it's a title that makes people very speechless, and not only that, but a group of reckless people who don't have any shame don't mind that, and it seems to be quite smooth to call...... It's really drunk.

"Very good, although the master agreed to accept you, but some specific things, but now can not be completed, the master is not from here, to deal with some things, to come back, can bring you. Feng Mo said without too much expression on his face, it is not good to bring these hundred or so people with the hunting conference, so I can only wait until I come back.

"Lord, how many days will we have to wait?" asked the bandit leader, how long would it take for them to admit themselves, as long as they were not joking.

"I don't know the specific time, it depends on the situation, during this time, you just take care of your own affairs, and if you want to follow the master, you won't nest in such a remote place, understand?" Hua Dye is away from here, but there are several days away, you must need to leave home, it is difficult to guarantee this, no one is worried, it is impossible to follow her without any worries, although this group of people are bandits, but Feng Mo Dye knows, these people do not have many bad intentions, the reason why they robbed them, I think it is also because I think that Feng Mo Dye and Qing Mu are very rich, not so bad for a hundred taels, at least it seems so, in fact, they are indeed not so bad, but unfortunately the only mistake is that I didn't expect that Feng Mo Dye is a master who does not suffer losses and is not easy to mess with, but this is also an opportunity for them to worship the Lord！

"We understand! Everyone wants to follow the Lord and you, but it is not mandatory, after all, we also have families, please understand!" The bandit leader said, they are not horse thieves, there is still human nature, at the beginning of the robbery of wind and ink to dye them, it is true that they feel that they are rich, and now at this time, rich people do not have a few good things, and the subconscious will automatically define them by wind and ink, so that what happened after that...... The beating was also brought on by themselves, but it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. (To be continued)