Mo Li watched coldly, watching Mo Tong burst into tears, and even a little disdainful, just as he was trying to hide the truth, deliberately doing so, that pitiful appearance, but in disguise, intentionally, to show him, he couldn't help but hate in his heart, and became more and more angry, and laughed angrily:

"The four treasures of the study, it is easy not to divide the family, and now there is only one white jade brush, how do you explain it? Since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me, you are a clever fool! As far as your mind is concerned, you dare to dare to try to deceive your son, you really don't know what to say, and it is ridiculous!"

After Mo Li finished speaking coldly, holding a white jade brush in his hand, he flicked his sleeve robe, and turned away in a dashing manner, leaving Mo Tong, who was sad and speechless, kneeling in place, ashamed and angry, secretly remorseful, forcibly enduring the grievances churning in his chest, silently waiting for Mo Li's punishment;

"Bold Mo Tong! Dare to steal the Mo family's treasures, it is really a dog's auhearted, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I don't think you are honest and honest on weekdays, I can't imagine that you are such a shameless villain, and you can do such a thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs!

A moment later, several family guards came to the courtyard and tied up Mo Tong, who was blind-eyed and dull-faced, on the grounds of stealing the treasures of the Mo family, and escorted him to the firewood room, and began to beat and interrogate Mo Tong according to Mo Li's intentions, trying to pry open Mo Tong's mouth and learn where the treasure was hidden;

"Ahh..hhh

A kind-hearted, humiliated Mo Tong, in this firewood room, began his dark life, was beaten and forced to ask during the day, looked at the moon alone at night and licked his wounds, occasionally dying, thinking about his life, the past, a trace of his heart rose, and he saw through the understanding of life and death;

The memories of the past, now it seems, sad and lamentable, pitiful and ridiculous, in a desperate situation, but in exchange for a clear mind, accompanied by Mo Li when he was studying, the truth in the book secretly written down, at this moment like a clear lake, flowing in his heart, let him understand the wonderful reason, like a phoenix reborn from the fire. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Say it as soon as possible! You can avoid the pain of flesh and skin! Don't be obsessed!"

In the past few days, Mo Li has been holding a white jade brush, only feeling that his mind is clear, his thinking is quick, he is literate and literate, compared with the past, it can be said that he has twice the result with half the effort, especially the physical changes, so that he is unable to do his job, and he has returned to the past, and the days of lingering with Bai Shou are extremely entangled;

In this way, Mo centrifugation, for the remaining treasures, the treasures that are nothing, are thinking day and night, determined to get, and now just with Bai Shou a cloud and rain, satisfied Mo Li, he can't wait, come to the firewood room to ask, just to get what he wants as soon as possible, to get the treasure;

"Small, what you say is true, no, the slightest deception, sincere heart, heaven and earth can be learned!"

In the past few days, Mo Tong, who was beaten to the ground, did not have the slightest anger after seeing Mo Li again, and in the face of Mo Li's questioning, he replied indifferently, neither humble nor arrogant, although his voice was weak, but there was a trace of righteousness, blended in it, although it was weak, but it was real;

"I don't know whether to live or die! Cheap fool! Cheap things! Beat me! Beat me hard! Beat him until he confesses! Also, from now on, you are not allowed to give him food! This son wants to see how hard his mouth can be with this cheap bone! Hmph!"

Mo Li's indifferent tone and indifferent attitude made Mo Li rise a nameless fire for no reason, and immediately opened his mouth to the ragged Mo Tong for a burst of stinking scolding, and after scolding, he brushed his sleeves away, leaving a cold snort that echoed in the dim firewood room;

Mo Tong, who was beaten like a dead dog, saw Mo Li's back disappear in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the club to be added, the pain of the leather whip, thinking about the old man's back, as if he understood his indifference, and understood the silence in the rickety back.

Since then, Mo Li has to come to ask once a day, once he can't get the answer he wants, he will humiliate Mo Tong, and then leave angrily, go to Bai Shou, find a trace of comfort in his heart, indulge in beauty, and live happily in Gentle Township.

In the study, Mo Li sat on the chair, lying on the bookcase, playing with the small and delicate white jade brush, at this time, Bai Shoulian moved lightly, came to the side, saw the white jade brush in Mo Li's hand, and felt inexplicably depressed in his heart, and asked curiously:

"Xianggong! This brush is so beautiful! Where did you get it, and why haven't you seen it used before?"

Mo Li raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at Bai Shou's charming appearance, the evil fire that had just been vented was inexplicably rising again, put down the white jade brush, reached out and dragged Bai Shou into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and leaned on his shoulder;

Mo Li didn't answer, broke Bai Shou's cheeks, lowered his head, found the beautiful woman's red lips, tasted the fragrant tongue wantonly, the two of them were entangled, forgetting to ask for it, only feeling lustful, and it was difficult to help himself, if it wasn't for Bai Shou to resist, I am afraid that Mo Li would be out of control;

"Hmm... Okay! Don't make a fuss! It's annoying, it's like this every time! Say it! Where did you get that pen?"

Bai Shou's delicate body, deliberately in Mo Li's arms, writhing restlessly, but trying his best to resist his nonsense, intending to force him to comply, and tell the origin of the white jade brush, because on that pen, there was a power dormant that made her extremely uneasy, even annoying, which made her feel very depressed;

"Okay!

Mo Li was unwilling to soften, hugged Bai Shou, moved his hands in unison, up and down his hands, and explained softly while teasing:

"This pen is a treasure that Mo Tong dedicated to me, it is said to be a treasure of the fairy family, it has a miraculous effect, you are a good friend and I have benefited a lot! If it were not for it, I am afraid that the body of this son would have been hollowed out by you a long time ago! How about it? It looks good! Do you want to try to write with it, you haven't tried it yet!"

After Mo Li finished speaking, he held the beauty's soft wattle, stretched out to the white jade brush, and at the same time took the opportunity to rub the oil again, kissing the white jade neck of the white head, after the white head resisted slightly, he let him do whatever he wanted, and his arm obeyed Mo Li's movements, and gradually stretched out to the white jade brush, feeling apprehensive;

At present, her attention is all on the white jade brush, and at the same time, she also wants to test how powerful this so-called immortal treasure is, after all, in her heart, she has the unique pride of being a nine-life demon fox, and is confident that her cultivation is not weak, so she has no fear;

"Woo Woo Woo!"

"Ahh

At the moment when the white head of the jade hand picked up the white jade brush, the white jade brush suddenly steamed, and the milky white Haoran righteousness bloomed with a pale golden golden light, and the white jade brush, as if in an instant, turned into a red-hot soldering iron, shining like a flame burning.