"Baguio, don't be rude..."

Luo Jin waited for a while, but didn't see Baguio returning, so he walked out and happened to encounter this scene. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Miss... This person is so rude, he wanders around the yard and doesn't say anything, and he says that he is a friend of yours, and you are angry when you say it. ”

When Baguio heard this, he pointed at Mo Lingquan angrily.

"I don't know what happened when Master Mo came, the girl in your arms doesn't seem to need to be treated, Baguio is not sensible, please don't be surprised. ”

Luo Jin's face was happy when she saw that it was Mo Lingquan, but when she saw the woman in her arms, her face showed dissatisfaction.

"It's a long story, and I want to find a place for this girl. I know you in Wushuang City, Qing Dai and King Qin, it's appropriate for you to go here after thinking about it. ”

Mo Lingquan looked embarrassed and explained.

"Master Mo, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, Luo Jin's Youlan Residence is not suitable for Gongzi's Golden House Zangjiao, you better find another place to live!"

Luo Jin looked at Mo Lingquan with an indifferent face, and felt injustice in her heart for her good sister Yue Qingdai.

"Miss Luo Jin, I think you misunderstood, she and I only traveled together when we entered the territory of Wushuang City. was intercepted and killed in front of the city gate, and his grandfather, Nangong Qingwu, the god of cloth clothes, and the coachman went to Huangquan in order to save our lives, so..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Luo Jin with an embarrassed expression.

"Miss, what kind of person is so bold as to dare to attack and kill the cloth-clothed god Nangong Qingwu in the territory of Wushuang City, this is a provocation to the authority of the royal family. ”

Baguio looked at Luo Jin with a surprised expression.

"The cloth-clothed god Nangong Qingwu... I don't know what kind of secret is hidden behind this. Your Majesty is afraid that this time it will be thunderous and angry. ”

Luo Jin frowned when she heard this, and said thoughtfully.

"She is Nangong Yuxiao, the daughter of Nangong Qingwu, the god of cloth. ”

Mo Lingquan sighed and looked at Luo Jin with a calm face, his eyes calm.

"That's right..."

Luo Jin's face was sudden, her pretty face was slightly red, and she felt that she was wrong to blame the other party.

"Youlanju is clean here, and there is no one on weekdays, which one do you like to talk to Baguio, and let her arrange it for you. ”

Without waiting for Mo Lingquan to answer, Luo Jin continued.

"Thank you so much Miss Luojin..."

Mo Lingquan looked excited, and finally solved the urgent need at the moment.

"How long are you going to hold it?"

Baguio looked at Mo Lingquan with disdain.

"Uh... I'm tired of Sister Baguio leading the way..."

Mo Lingquan looked at the angry beauty in front of him with an embarrassed expression.

"Hmph..."

Baguio snorted coldly and led the way in front.

"Well, this is it, the young lady lives over there, and it is convenient to have anything. ”

The two came to a fresh and elegant courtyard, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the courtyard, and Baguio pointed to one of the wings.

Mo Lingquan carefully put Nangong Yuyu on the bed, covered the brocade quilt for her, and finally let go of the heart that had been hanging.

"How long are you going to stand, don't you want to live here?" I'll take you to your room. ”

Baguio looked at Mo Lingquan with a cold face and sneered. provoked the maid on the side to purse her lips and snicker.

"Oh, let's go, let's go..."

Baguio's words made Mo Lingquan blush.

"Uh-huh..."

Nangong Yuyu let out a soft snort, which stopped Mo Lingquan, who had not yet left.

"Grandpa... Don't..."

Nangong Yuyu sat up suddenly, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Why?"

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Mo Lingquan with a cold expression.

"Why did you take me away? Grandpa is gone, and so is Grandpa Housekeeper... Everyone is gone, I'm gone, why are you saving me?"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Mo Lingquan with lost eyes and muttered to herself.

"Miss Nangong, let's mourn and change! People can't be resurrected after death. ”

Mo Lingquan sighed in his heart and said slowly.

"Get out... I don't need you to pretend. ”

Nangong Yuyun's face was like frost, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Mo Lingquan.

"Take care..."

Dropping three words, Mo Lingquan turned around and left, he didn't dare to look at Nangong Yuyu's eyes.

"You give me back..."

Nangong Yuyu hugged Mo Lingquan from behind and cried bitterly.

"What should I do... What should I do..."

At this time, she has no master, no matter how resourceful and eccentric she is on weekdays, she is just a weak and helpless woman at this moment.

"Miss Nangong... You can't come back from the dead, you should cheer up. ”

With Baguio's help, Mo Lingquan turned around and looked at Nangong Yuyu with a serious face.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. You'll help me, won't you?"

Nangong Yuyu's red and swollen eyes looked at Mo Lingquan expectantly.

"Yes, I'll help you find out who is behind it. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Nangong Yuyu with a serious face, he had a hunch that the murderer behind the scenes and the one who intercepted him were also the same people.

"Thank you, Brother Mo, grandpa entrusted me to you before he died, except for you, Yu Yu has no relatives. ”

Nangong Yuyu seemed to have lost all his strength, and collapsed in Mo Lingquan's arms.

"Brother Ling Quan..."

The door was suddenly opened, and Yue Qingdai broke in with a happy face, this scene happened to be in her eyes, and her apricot eyes were full of tears.

Turning around, Yue Qingdai silently fled the scene, tears flowing down uncontrollably. The scene just now replayed in her mind again and again.

"Apart from you, Yu Yu has no relatives anymore. ”

Thinking about it in her mind over and over again, her heart ached inexplicably, and she suddenly found that at this moment, her brother Ling Quan, who belonged to her, had been taken away.

At this time, Mo Lingquan looked bitter and wanted to chase after him, but the state of the person in front of him at the moment...

"Hey..."

Luo Jin, who followed Yue Qingdai over, sighed, gave Mo Lingquan a reassuring look, and chased after him. Just now she learned from Yue Qingdai's mouth that Mo Lingquan had indeed encountered an assassination at the city gate today.

"Brother Mo, you still haven't chased..."

Nangong Yuyu calmed down and looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face.

"Are you alright?"

Luo Jin's look before leaving made Mo Lingquan feel a lot more at ease, although he was anxious at the moment, he didn't show it.

"No... Makes you laugh and gets you in trouble. ”

Nangong Yuyu is worthy of being the granddaughter of Nangong Qingwu, the god of cloth, and the only heir of Tianji Pavilion. After a while, he will regain his wisdom to death.

"That's it, Miss Baguio, I'll leave it to you here..."

As soon as Mo Lingquan gave up his hand, through the perception of the moon ring, he looked for the mark deliberately left by Luo Jin and chased after him.

Looking at Mo Lingquan who turned to leave, Nangong Yuyu calmed down, she knew in her heart that the assassination of the Wushuang City Gate was not the end, it was just the beginning. Now the forces of the seven directions seem to be calm, but it is the calm before the storm, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.