Chapter Twenty-Four: Is the Palace Master Pedophile?

Emperor Tianjue was amused by Mo Ling's dog-legged appearance, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

"Then let's go to the Drunken Immortal Tower. ”

"Well, it's done!" Mo Ling squeezed out a smile, how ugly it was.

I scolded Emperor Tianjue in my heart. This girl is quite knowledgeable! Go to the Drunken Immortal Building, and once you go to a few thousand taels, it will be gone! Her little vault...

After eating this meal, she walked with the iceberg road to the sky, and she endured no matter how much silver she had.

Emperor Tianjue looked at Mo Ling's painful face, and the smile in his eyes was even worse.

The two walked down the street, turning back two hundred percent. Especially some women, their two eyes almost shot through the two Mo Ling, and they always wanted to squeeze around the two.

There were already a lot of pedestrians on the road, and they were so squeezed that the others hit the two of them together, and Mo Ling was hit several times and almost fell to the ground.

Emperor Tian saw that his aura was fully open, his eyes swept at everyone like a knife, and everyone collectively trembled, and immediately fled two meters away from the two of them, not daring to step forward.

Mo Ling felt Di Tianjue's aura, and she was not as afraid as when she first met, maybe Di Tianjue helped her twice, or she felt that Di Tianjue was not so difficult to get along with.

Wherever the two of them went next, no one dared to approach within two meters of them. Mo Ling's heart was crooked, it seems that there is still some benefit to carrying an iceberg, at least it can open the way...

He casually asked, "Why did you come out alone today?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I regretted it in my heart, this stinky mouth! That little thing was taboo in ancient times, okay! She asked so red, isn't this looking for death!

"Who is in my family?" Di Tianjue heard this, and a few doubts appeared in his cold eyes. He hasn't married yet, so where did he come from?

"Uh, nothing! nothing!" Mo Ling hurriedly waved his hand.

Seeing Mo Ling's panicked appearance, Emperor Tianjue had deeper doubts in his heart. A pair of cold eyes just stared at Mo Ling, if you don't make it clear, Lao Tzu will stare at you today.

Mo Ling was stared at all over the body, his heart was crossed, he came to Di Tianjue's side, and whispered: "You and the man in red, aren't you two in that kind of relationship?" Don't worry, I don't discriminate against those who break their sleeves, I will help you keep it secret, and I won't say it!"

Who knew that after hearing this, Emperor Tianjue stopped his steps. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the cold air around him swished out.

Mo Ling rubbed his arms, Nima, this is the rhythm of freezing to death! He can't kill her, but she's a meal ticket now!

Mo Ling thought it was Emperor Tianjue, and he was angry when he found out about his good deeds. He continued: "Don't worry, don't worry! I'll definitely keep it a secret." Actually, it's nothing, true love is beyond anything, what is the same sex! I swear I won't say it!"

After Mo Ling finished speaking, he raised his hand to make an oath.

After Di Tianjue heard this, the air conditioner became even colder, and the pedestrians unconsciously rubbed their arms. I thought to myself, it's still autumn, why is it so cold today?

"I don't like men!" Di Tianjue's tone was as cold as a thousand years of ice.

What was this girl thinking in her head? Thinking he was a broken sleeve? Emperor Tianjue's face was full of frost.

Mo Ling wanted to say something, but when he heard this sentence coldly, his body was petrified. What!? This iceberg attack is not a pair with the inner flattery! How is it possible! That day the words are obvious...

"However, that time in the Drunken Immortal Building... Didn't the man in red say that you were about to break his waist, I thought..."Mo Ling thought to himself and asked aloud.

Di Tianjue listened to the air conditioner for a few minutes, and he must have misunderstood when he heard this that day. He said that this girl looked at him and Liu Tianchen that day, and her eyes were extremely strange.

"I kicked him in the waist that time!" Di Tian explained.

Angry, he raised his hand and rewarded Mo Ling with a burst of chestnuts.

"Ahh

It wasn't a broken sleeve... She thought that she could see homosexuality in ancient times...

"Hmph, you still know that it hurts, what are you thinking?" Di Tian's eyes were a little helpless.

"No," Mo Ling lowered his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Hmph, let's go, don't think about these things in the future, you're still a child!"

Emperor Tianjue walked in front, and a cold glint crossed his eyes.

It seems that it is necessary to write a letter to the owner of Liu Zhuang! It is all to blame on him, what he said made the little girl misunderstand!

Moling came back to his senses from his disappointment. Alas... This ancient homosexuality is not so easy to see...

No, it's not, what the is she! The trot caught up with Di Tianjue.

The guards of the Demon Palace, who were hiding in the shadows, were completely petrified when they heard these words. The boss with wide-eyed eyes and a long mouth looks like he's seen a ghost.

They... If they heard correctly, this little county lord just said that the palace master was a broken sleeve? And the palace master didn't kill anyone! Is that still their profiteering palace master? When did the palace master become so good-tempered?

Could it be that the palace master fell in love with this little county lord? As soon as the idea came out, a few people who were blown up by a thunderbolt on a sunny day didn't even have scum left.

Yes, their palace master must have liked this little county lord, otherwise, how could the palace master ask them to investigate the little county lord two days ago. You must know that the palace master is indifferent to her, even if the world is in chaos, the palace master will not worry about that.

But... Everyone has a big groove in their hearts...

The palace master! The little county lord is still a child! He is only ten years old! Wouldn't this be too beastly! Then he thought about it, could it be that the palace master of their family has a habit of pedophilia?

For a while, countless thoughts crossed in the hearts of several people, until they felt a cold gaze attack them, breaking their YY.

Forget it, that's the palace master's own business, what do they care... Even if the palace master likes this little county lord, they don't dare to say anything. If the palace master knows what they think, they will wait to prepare the coffin.

Several people hurriedly bowed their heads respectfully and hid in the dark, not daring to YY at will.

Emperor Tianjue retracted his gaze and looked towards Mo Ling.

I was speechless, but I saw the little girl squeezing towards the crowd in front of her, her body was small, and she couldn't squeeze in, and then turned around, looking at him pitifully with big eyes.

The meaning is obvious, to open the way.

Emperor Tianjue looked at the grievances in Mo Ling's eyes, his heart softened inexplicably, and he stepped forward to send out a cryogenic laser, successfully opening a way.

"What are you doing here?" asked Emperor Tianjue.

I thought to myself, this is a small stall for poetry, what is this girl doing here, can she write poetry? But according to the information he found, this little girl is naughty and willful and does not know ink.

Mo Ling saw that there was no one in front of him, so he immediately ran to the stall and said excitedly to Di Tianjue: "Of course it's poetry, I have something to take! ”

Mo Ling pointed to a rabbit mask, the mask was pink, the workmanship was very exquisite, and the two rabbit ears on it were extremely cute. She also saw it by accident, and she felt very cute, and she wanted to write poetry only if she wanted this mask.

Oh, I want a mask! Emperor Tian's eyes were clear, he was really a child, and he stepped forward to help Mo Ling win the mask.

The vendor in front of the stall was sad to see that everyone was gone, and suddenly saw two gorgeously dressed men coming to the stall, and his eyes were suddenly full of smiles, and he made money!

"The two sons want to be poems? My rule here is that ten taels of silver can be used casually for poems on paper. For a limited time, you can take away a mask with a pair of tea. The vendor laughed and explained the rules.

Mo Ling glanced at the stall, where there were pieces of paper with poems written on them. It's just that there are only the first two sentences, and the last two sentences are up to you.

Mo Ling looked at the poetry on the paper, this is too simple, right?

Just wanted to take out the silver, but the mask brother next to him directly threw the hawker a piece of gold, and the hawker hurriedly caught it and smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Mo Ling's eyes were straight, this Nima is too tyrant. What do you want is money! Why are you throwing gold at people!

As if seeing Mo Ling's doubts, Di Tian said lightly: "I don't have any silver." ”

Mo Ling looked at the portrait of the masked brother with a local tyrant face, and he felt hehe... Nima! You're a local tyrant, right? Anyway, it's not her money that is spent, what is she so distressed about!

Emperor Tian just wanted to raise his hand to write a poem, but when he saw the little girl raise the pen and write. He withdrew his hand and glanced at the paper with cold eyes.

The words written by the little girl are elegant and elegant, gentle and tactful. Like her, it gives people a small feeling.

Well, that's good... The cold eyes crossed a little appreciation.

"Alright!" Mo Ling put down his pen and said to the vendor.

Emperor Tian glanced at it curiously, his eyes widening slightly. The first two lines of the poem are: Move the boat to dock the smoke, and the sunset guest is sad about the boat. The little girl wrote: The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

Wonderful, really wonderful! A few traces of amazement appeared in Emperor Tian's eyes. He thought that the little girl was just writing casually, but he didn't expect it to be right. It's also written so well, without any suspicions, seconds, wonderful.

Emperor Tianjue glanced at Mo Ling, and his eyes were different. This little girl is obviously a talented girl, how can the news say that she doesn't know ink? It seems that the news is not accurate.

When the peddler saw that Mo Ling had written it, he picked it up and looked at it, his eyes were full of amazement, and he couldn't help but read it: "Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset guest is worried about the boat." The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people. The little boy is really right, these two poems, the little boy is the first to come out! Yes, it's really good!"

After listening to this, the people around were silent for a few seconds, and then applause rang out.

"This little boy is really wonderful, wonderful!" a man dressed as a scholar nodded his head, still reminiscing about the poem just now.

"Yes, what a genius!" said another scholar.

"I can't tell you! Who is this little boy? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"That's it!"

“......”

“......”

Mo Ling listened to the praise of others, and his face was a little proud. She used to be the vice president of the university's ancient poetry club, how could she come out without ink?

"I want that bunny mask. Mo Ling said to the vendor with a smug expression.

"Okay, okay..."The vendor immediately took the rabbit mask and gave it to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling took the mask and put it on his face, and said to Emperor Tianjue: "Brother Mask, how about my mask? In the future, we will wear this mask when we go to do robbery, murder, and arson." How about we make a pair of masked duos?"

After speaking, Mo Ling's little hand was on his head, making a rabbit shape.

Di Tianjue looked at Mo Ling's cute little appearance, and when he heard her words again, he laughed out loud, his eyes were not cold, but instead his eyes were full of smiles.

The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the fairy-like iceberg face hidden under the mask is like an iceberg melting, just a glance will make people indulge in this smile.

But no one saw this smile.

Mo Ling took off his mask, saw the smile in Di Tian's eyes, as if he had discovered some new continent, and said in surprise: "It turns out that Brother Bingshan can still laugh!

It turned out that the little girl in private called him an iceberg? Emperor Tianjue raised his hand, knocked on Mo Ling's head, and said, "Of course I will laugh if I am human!"

He added in his heart: It's just that there is nothing to make him laugh.

Mo Ling exploded, covered his head and glared at him: "You're addicted to knocking, aren't you? No one wants to knock stupidly, you are responsible!"

"Well, I'm in charge. After Di Tianjue finished speaking, he was stunned.

After hearing this, Mo Ling's face was a little uncomfortable. What is this man going to do? He just said a good word casually, what kind of trouble is he going to make such a serious tone!?

The next few Demon Palace guards howled wolf in their hearts, look at you! Yes! Let's just say that the palace master has taken a fancy to the little county lord! In such a "greasy and crooked" tone, he said that I am responsible, and the palace master can actually let the little county lord be presumptuous towards him, this is not what it looks like!

"Well, that's... Let's go eat. Mo Ling changed the subject.

"Well, let's go. "Emperor Tianjue returned to his cold appearance, but it was hidden under the mask, which was a little unnatural.

Just as she wanted to leave, the vendor behind her stopped her.

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ps: Since I don't know how to write poems, all the poems in the novel are found from Baidu, and if you are interested, you can go to Baidu to search for it (。 ・ω・。 He smacked his lips and picked up the pen, picked a random piece of paper and wrote.