"Click. ”

Opening the door, what appeared in front of Mo Xie was a handsome young man dressed elegantly, and the smile on his face was so appropriate that Mo Ye was completely unable to respond to him roughly.

"What?"

The temperature on Mo Xie's forehead had already dropped, and after wandering the tip of the knife for a long time, he had already learned how to adjust his state to a level where he could fight at any time as quickly as possible.

He stood inside the door, and the distance between the handsome boy and him was just an arm's length.

One arm is Mo Ye's arm.

"In Xia Zhuge Jing, on behalf of the head of the family, I greet Mr. Mo Xie. ”

The handsome little student hugged his fist at Mo Ye as a courtesy, worthy of being a child of a big family, whether it was talking or gestures, he was full of charm that Mo Ye would never learn.

It's an elegance in the bones, and nobility is born.

With a smile, a word, and a fist, Mo Xie not only invisibly dissipated his anger, but also unconsciously returned the salute.

"The head of the Lao Zhuge family is worried. ”

Although he didn't know why he wanted to say this, Mo Ye, who hadn't read much of the book, really couldn't find a second sentence that could be said to Zhuge Jing in front of him when his saluting hands were still raised on his chest.

After all, the other party is a girl.

That's right, just now Mo Xie used his spiritual power to probe the other party's body, on the one hand, because he had seen Zhuge Xin's methods, and he was very concerned about the spell that could work on his 'Shock Sword', and at this moment, after Zhuge Jing clarified his identity, Mo Ye naturally couldn't help but take precautions; on the other hand, it was because this Zhuge Jing was too tender, and although Mo Xie had seen a lot of various cream students in this era, it was the first time he had seen it with such a strong creamy taste.

So he 'looked' for a moment, then clenched his fist at lightning speed to hide his reddened cheeks.

"The master of the house sent me to give you this thing. ”

Zhuge Jing wiped the ring on the middle finger of her right hand, and a rag appeared in her hand, she should have felt the prying eyes of Mo Ye's 'unruly' and 'extremely rude' before, and the smile on her face was completely lost, and two cold lights shot out of her eyes, as if she wanted to use her gaze to open two holes in Mo Ye's face.

Mo Ye, who had done something wrong and consciously took care of his mistakes, naturally did not dare to meet Zhuge Jing's gaze, and he took the rag from Zhuge Jing's hand.

"It's ......!"

The rags have been around for some years, so much so that the color of the cloth itself has begun to fade, and if such a cloth appears on the street, it will be swept directly into the garbage by sanitation workers.

But Mo Xie took the cloth and looked at it a few times, his hands trembled.

"The head of the family also asked me to convey a message to you: he knows some news about your mother, and he is happy to tell you, but he needs you to exchange it for a message. ”

Zhuge Jing looked at Mo Ye who was out of shape, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"What's the news?"

Mo Ye grabbed the rags, and several bloodshots silently appeared in his eyes.

This cloth is the swaddling cloth that he has searched through the entire orphanage and has not found, and he will not admit it wrong.

"No wonder I can't find this swaddling baby, it turned out that it fell into the hands of the Zhuge family! It seems that Zhuge Xin is probably paying attention to me early in the morning, they must know what happened back then! I know where my mother went!"

Anxious, irritable, shocked, surprised. Occupied by many emotions, Mo Ye involuntarily reached out and grabbed Zhuge Jing's shoulder.

Mo Ye's movements were so fast, Zhuge Jing was caught without even seeing it clearly.

"Click!"

Unfortunately, Mo Xie stretched out his right hand, and a crisp sound came from Zhuge Jing's shoulder.

"Zhou Xinyan's death!"

The shoulder bone was injured, Zhuge Jing's face turned pale, she struggled to break free from Mo Ye's 'claws', dropped this sentence and ran away.

The window connecting the inside and outside of the corridor was open, and Zhuge Jing didn't care that it was still broad daylight, summoned a flying sword and rushed out.

"Stay!"

How could the emotional Mo Ye let Zhuge Jing leave like this, he moved under his feet, and blocked in front of Zhuge Jing when he rushed out of the building less than a meter.

"Smack!"

Mo Xie grabbed Zhuge Jing's flying sword in his hand, and the flying sword was pinched and bent and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who was my mother, where did she go, what happened?"

Mo Xie pushed Zhuge Jing back to the building, and the latter was quickly forced to brake from the acceleration state and had been injured before, so following Mo Ye's push, Zhuge Jing fell down the aisle very naturally.

In the face of Mo Ye's questioning, Zhuge Xin raised his chin and replied with a wisp of blush and arrogance hanging from the corner of his mouth.

It was evening, and the fiery clouds burning in the sky were reflected in the glass windows outside the building, and Zhuge Jing's eyes were also reflected in the orange light, which softened her silhouette, but it was not enough to hide the strength exuded by Zhuge Jing's body.

"Forget it, let's go. ”

Mo Ye looked at Zhuge Jing, he looked at Zhuge Jing's injured shoulder, and also looked at Zhuge Jing's awe-inspiring face and eyes.

He sighed and said to himself, what are you doing here?

The little girl is just a messenger, but she first looked at the other party, and then injured the other party, and I'm afraid it will not ♂ be good ♀ if this plot continues to unfold at the bottom.

Mo Xie wanted to apologize and help Zhuge Jing heal his injuries, but he only raised his hand slightly, Zhuge Jing was very difficult, but he quickly moved a few feet away from Mo Xie with his heels on the ground.

So in the end, Mo Xie could only put the flying sword that had been deformed by him under his emotions on the ground, and then retreated and left.

"I don't have a heart, and I hope Miss Zhuge will forgive me. ”

Mo Ye said this while retreating, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

Because this sentence exposes at least two facts:

First, he knew that Zhuge Jing was his daughter.

Second, if you hurt someone and say that you are unintentional, most of this person is shameless.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Mo Xie still took out a bottle of 'blood medicine' from the space bracelet under Zhuge Jing's vigilant and murderous gaze and placed it on the ground.

"This is a healing elixir. ”

After saying this, Mo Ye had already retreated into the house, and the shame on his face was also removed as he closed the door, and was replaced by deep thought:

"Zhuge Xin wants Zhou Xinyan to die? Aren't they in a gang?"

"Zhou Xinyan has been seriously injured, judging from the brief fight with Zhuge Xin that night, Zhuge Xin has the strength to kill Zhou Xinyan in his current state, he probably doesn't want to do it himself. ”

"I don't have much confidence in the battle ten days later, if I want to take Zhou Xinyan's life 100% and safely, it is only possible to sneak attack before Zhou Xinyan recovers. ”

"Made, why am I already thinking about how to take advantage of people's dangers? And the things of the year may not only be known to Zhuge Xin, the power of the Zhou family is above the Zhuge family, maybe Zhou Xinyan also knows. ”

Mo Ye sat at the dinner table, and he spread the rags on the table.

"Looks like we're going to have to end our vacation early. ”

Mo Xie said.