Chapter 157: Stand-in

Empty Fantasy finally left, watching the carriage go farther and farther, I don't know why, several people calmed down, and when they couldn't see the empty illusion figure anymore, Yan Jixuan turned around and went back to the mansion without hesitation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If you want not to be controlled by others, you must first have the strength to control others, this is not the first time he has realized this problem, but this sentence keeps flashing in his mind again. In fact, some of his purpose for coming here is turned backwards, he has always wanted to set off a storm here, and subconsciously thinks that this place does not belong to him at all, so he does not have to put too much thought into it, and now it seems that his view is very wrong.

The carriage left the capital little by little, but its empty expression remained calm. The carriage soon traveled again to a quiet place.

"Stop. The empty voice was still a little hoarse, but it was much better than when I talked to Yan Kongyue just now.

Although the empty illusion was put into the Zhuangzi this time, these guards knew that she would come back sooner or later, so they didn't dare to offend her, and the coachman also suppressed the look in his eyes and respectfully stopped the carriage.

"I'm going to the hut and I'll be back soon. After the empty illusion finished speaking, he walked directly into the depths of the deep forest, everyone knew that it was impossible to have thatched houses in this place full of trees, they just thought that the empty illusion was going to go farther, so they didn't care.

Empty Illusion didn't stop, but walked farther and farther, after all, there were people with some martial arts foundations, plus the negligence of those guards, no one noticed this. I don't know how long I walked, but I finally came to the appointed location. "Brother Mo," Empty Illusion opened his mouth softly. Mo Shaohan leaned under the tree, followed by a man dressed in a black night suit with a veil covering his face.

Mo Shao nodded coldly, and then glanced at the person behind him.

The person from behind walked up and hired Tingting to salute the empty illusion: "I've seen Miss Empty Illusion." ā€

Empty Illusion raised her head in surprise, this voice, Hao Ran was not much different from her voice when she was not injured, if you want to say the difference, it is also very small, at least with those guards, you will never be able to distinguish it, let alone that there is no one in the Zhuangzi who has seen Empty Illusion.

And the man's voice changed: "Brother Mo." This voice was obviously ninety percent imaginable from the hoarse voice just now, and seeing that she had shown her skills, she lifted the veil directly.

This person, this face, is simply another mold of illusion, but if you look at the past, you can still see that her eyes are actually not too obvious differences from herself, and it is not easy to get such a person.

Empty Illusion nodded slightly, and the man took off his night clothes, and the clothes under her were exactly the same as Empty Illusion. Obviously, she was well prepared, and with the respectful attitude of those guards towards her, she shouldn't be able to provoke too many clues.

"You go, don't reveal your identity, I have arranged a few shadow guards around you, if the situation is not good, you should give full play to their role. Fantasy said word by word. But the woman hung her head, she knew that this was not only a sign of her importance, but also a supervision of her, if she had the slightest idea of rebellion, presumably those shadow guards loyal to the Lord would not hesitate to kill her.

The woman quickly knelt down: "Miss, don't worry, your subordinates, you will never betray." ā€

Kong Xuan nodded, and took the initiative to help her up, I have to say, looking at this face that is somewhat similar to himself and kneeling like himself, it really feels very awkward no matter what.

Jun Moran was supervised by others because his every move was supervised, so he couldn't come to pick him up in person, so the person who answered him was replaced by Mo Shaohan.

"Brother Mo, what identity will I use to return to the capital this time?" Since Jun Moran has arranged for another woman to take her place to live in the villa, it means that Jun Moran still needs her existence. Although she couldn't imagine how special she was, since Jun Mo wanted her to stay, she directly chose to stay.

Mo Shaohan paused, but did not speak, Kong Fantasy was obviously used to his attitude, but due to the injury to his throat, Kong Illusion did not like to talk as much as before.

But for some reason, the illusory gaze looked at Mo Shaohan from time to time, without any intention to converge.

As Mo Shaohan turned his gaze again, Kong Xuan opened his mouth with interest: "Brother Mo, has anyone told you that your eyes, in fact, at first glance, are somewhat similar to Jun Indifference?"

It seems that this person's injury is not serious, otherwise how could he still be discussed with relish now?

Mo Shaohan directly chose to ignore it, but Kong Xuan grabbed his sleeve the next moment, preventing him from taking a step forward: "Brother Mo, I have an injury on my body, and I really can't walk." ā€

Although he has already taken good medicine for injuries, how can the injury be healed so easily? Of course, this is what I thought it was.

Although he didn't see the scene at that time, Empty Fantasy still made Mo Shaohan hesitate a little.

And this Mo Shaohan's hesitation and illusion are also in her eyes, but the more she gets to this time, the more she will pretend.

"Forget it, Brother Mo, don't delay the journey because of me, let's keep walking. ā€

The girl in front of her is actually very much like Luo'er, and she follows Jun Innoran purely because Jun Indifference treats her well, but it seems that even she doesn't realize that between them, in fact, it is not a relationship between being attached and being attached to her.

Although she seems to follow Jun Insan's side most of the time, she will show her sharp claws from time to time.

This is probably what Jun Moran is most satisfied with her. Therefore, Jun Innoran never suppressed her temperament, but deliberately indulged.

A quarter of an hour later, he sat leisurely on the carriage, opened the curtains and looked at the scenery in the distance.

I have to say that as long as it is a sign of weakness, all men will easily succumb, no wonder those favored concubines seem to be weak and deceitful compared to one by one, thinking thoughtlessly, and not noticing at all that the man sitting next to her, the cold air that no one should enter is a little stronger.

It's just that unconsciously, the scenery is the same, no matter how beautiful it is, and it can no longer attract all her attention, and she finally gets bored, slowly shrinks into a ball, hangs her head, and doesn't know what she is thinking. (To be continued.) )