Bai Shou's jade hand was suddenly burned black by the divine flame, and a burst of pink smoke, from Bai Shou's hand, steamed up and dissipated in the air, and the unforgettable pain of the candle bone made Bai Shou instinctively let go, let out a terrible exclamation, and broke out in a cold sweat;

"Hmmm! Kiss! ”

And Mo Li, who was immersed in tasting incense, heard Bai Shou's scream, but the ghost made a mistake, and understood the meaning wrongly, only when Bai Shou was moved by his own teasing, in order to cooperate with himself, he made such a scream, and suddenly moved harder, more crazy searching;

"Buzz!"

The white jade brush that was let go by the white head did not fall on the table, but was magically suspended in the void, the halo flowed, and the color was steaming, like an angry dragon that was awakened, glaring angrily, as the white head of the nine-life fox demon, was about to be judged and punished;

"Buzz!"

On the white jade brush, the divine light is brilliant, the fairy power is bursting, and between the brilliance, a simple "town" word, from the white jade pen, steaming, condensing in the void, quickly manifesting, simple and mysterious strokes, like a spell to subdue demons and eliminate demons, release peerless power;

"Ahh ~”

Bai Shou exclaimed again, and at the same time instinctively retreated, burying it in his chest, Mo Li, who was acting nonsense, pushed it away, and fled without looking back, and after returning to the room, the frightened Bai Shou sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the face of a fox in the mirror, appearing and disappearing;

"I didn't expect that pen, it was really a treasure of the fairy family, it actually has such a powerful power, if I didn't escape quickly, I'm afraid I would die on the spot, the minister said that this pen was given to him by Mo Tong, that Mo Tong, just a scholar, how did he get such a treasure of the fairy family?"

Bai Shou was full of doubts in his heart, muttered softly, and suddenly remembered that he had not seen Mo Tong for many days, and it was said that Mo Tong was Mo Li's scholar, even if Mo Li had already started a family, it was impossible not to serve by his side, but now he had not appeared for many days, could there be another hidden meaning in this?

Mo Li, who was steaming and in high spirits, was suddenly pushed away by Bai Shou vigorously, feeling disappointed at the same time, he was also a little at a loss, looking at Bai Shou with a blank face, and ran away as if he was running away, looking at the white jade brush suspended in mid-air, and guessing wildly;

"Lady!"

Mo Li shouted outside the door, as an ordinary man, mortal with the naked eye, naturally he couldn't see it, the vision of the white jade brush blooming, with a stomach full of doubts, and also with a strange white jade brush, he quickly came to the bedroom of the two, wanting to find Bai Shou to ask the reason, but unfortunately, he was turned away;

"Lady! What happened to you? What just happened? You can tell me, if you think that the behavior of the husband is inappropriate, I will pay attention to it in the future, lady, open the door, don't ignore me, lady! ”

In the room, Bai Shou looked in the mirror, the white-haired fox face, and his finely crafted charming face, kept changing back and forth, and inexplicable emotions appeared in his heart again: unwillingness, anger, inferiority, resentment, fear, all kinds of chaotic and complex emotions, haunting and lingering;

On the scorched black right hand, Haoran righteousness and demon-subduing golden light, combined with each other, multiplied in power, like maggots attached to the bones, dissolved rapidly, the pink demonic power of the automatic protector, the white head with entanglement in his heart and complicated emotions, naturally did not leave the door for Mo, silent, let him shout loudly, still deaf;

"Buzz!"

The dangerous aura coming from outside the door made her know that the culprit who had harmed herself and become like this was now outside the door, in the hands of her husband Mo Li, Bai Shou did not hesitate, carefully cast a magic spell, sealed the entire room from the inside, and protected herself from being violated again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the white jade brush in his hand, Mo Li naturally set all the cause and effect on the body of the white jade brush, only to feel that this is a magical pen, which hurts his wife and does not want to see himself again;

"Humph!"

The anger was steaming, burning more and more, so that Mo Li couldn't help but think of Mo Tong, who dedicated this brush to him, snorted coldly at the moment, turned around and left, came to the firewood room with full of anger, looked at the flesh and blood mold lake, the dying Mo Tong, the angry Mo Li, spat at him in disgust;

"Ahh You damn brute! It's all your fault! Die for me! I'll kill you! Kill you! ”

As if crazy, he broke Mo Tong's swollen lips, inserted the white jade brush into Mo Tong's mouth, and punched and kicked him, scolding and scolding in his mouth, venting the anger in his heart, Mo Li, who was more and more crazy, picked up a wooden stick, and went down towards Mo Tong;

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and the warm blood splashed Mo Li's face, setting off his already hideous and distorted face even more terrifyingly, and with his body, the murderous aura that escaped from the madness was just like a life-seeking ghost from purgatory, which made people shudder;

"Click!"

Mo Tong's head was bleeding, but he still didn't say a word, the wooden stick broke in response, Mo Li was out of breath, looking at himself beating, Mo Tong, who had no reaction, Mo Li, who was tired, pointed at Mo Tong who was spitting blood, roared angrily, and shouted angrily at the same time, and ordered to the Jiading Nursing Home:

"Hit! Call me! Hit me hard! Shoot him! Beat him to death! Shoot him! I want you, shoot him to death right away!" ”

The mournful roar echoed in the dead silence of the firewood room, looking at the stunned family and the frightened family, trembling all over, breaking out in a cold sweat, not daring to move, Mo Li saw this, even more angry, staggered and raised his foot, kicked at one of them, and scolded at the same time;

"You bunch of shit! Why not get your hands dirty? Didn't you hear what this son said? Give it all to me, and kill him! ”

At this time, the one who was beaten, with courage, tentatively opened his mouth to remind:

"Childe is angry! It's not that the little one doesn't do it, but it's that he's been beaten to death by you, Childe! ”

At this time, the other, also bold, opened his mouth to echo:

"Childe! He has really been beaten to death by you, you can't, let's whip the corpse! This..."

Hearing that Mo Tong had been beaten to death by himself, Mo Li, who was furious, suddenly woke up from his anger, turned his head, and looked at Mo Tong, who was staring at him with round eyes, not blinking his eyes, and his death was extremely miserable and terrifying, he was frightened on the spot, and involuntarily retreated, grabbed the door and fled, staggering away;

It wasn't until an hour later that the frightened Mo Li, who borrowed wine to strengthen his courage, dared to come in person, and ordered someone to throw Mo Tong's body to the mass grave outside the city overnight, and strictly ordered that he should not make a noise at this time, and then left in a hurry, frightened in his heart, and always felt that Mo Tong was behind him.