The backyard fence is on the wall, and the newcomer quickly mingles with the other servants. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info They are all homeless and pitiful, some are half-old people with white temples, and some are lonely orphans, and it is said that they were all pulled back to the house by the kind lady, who came here to work and wait for the dead to eat.

Foam is one inch out of the hundreds of people here, let's be considered a lonely one.

However, in the eyes of others, the foam is more special, because Momo will bring the foam with him from time to time. As for the people, they are also more envious.

Moshuang has been here for a long time, and she knows that Momo's family is different, after all, she is a wealthy nobleman.

In the huge Dong'an City, Mo Meng followed Momo to play everywhere, and he usually looked relatively dull with amnesia, and rarely showed an expression with emotional colors, which often turned into Momo being there alone to entertain himself, talking to himself, and being busy.

He may also be less stupid about something or an object. Of course, it's just stupid, because it's not stupid or stupid. I know a lot of things, but I just think about it, I don't express it.

I don't know the big characters, I don't appreciate the picture scroll, I eat if I have food, and the foam hurt along the way satisfies the appetite.

Basically, Momo said it again, and Mo Hurt occasionally interjected a sentence and a half; The atmosphere won't be too bad that way.

It should be tired, so Momo went to the teahouse with a foam injury. The tea house is simple and elegant, the tea fragrance is refreshing, and it is a good choice to drink tea and chat and read books here. Foam will not taste, only drink. Swallowing dates like a cow's drink, Momo is a little embarrassed, a little unbearable, in short, it makes people want to laugh after watching it.

He seemed to understand the taste, so he asked, "Momo, did I do something wrong?" ”

"You know you're doing something wrong?"

Mo Hurt put down the cup, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Well, that's not how they drink..."

Thinking about it, Momo laughed.

"It's fine, just drink water."

"Hmm.." Hearing this, Foam Hurt nodded.

Maybe they have a lot of grace and demeanor, and these can't have anything to do with the scab, but they will have countless relationships with others.

For example, Momo, and the son in front of him.

Perhaps like-minded, Moshua gave him a place and let him sit in his place. Momo thought about it and let Mo Hurt sit next to him.

Mob shook his head.

So Momo pulled him next to him.

They talked very happily with each other, but they were stupid, and naturally they did not speak; It's just that it gradually came to the foam wound.

"This is.."

"He's my brother."

"Hello, hello.."

"Hello."

This was the first and probably the last sentence he said.

Towards the end, he said, "Can you have a meal with your face?" ”

Momo smiled and excused himself.

The scene was a little awkward, and someone came to break the awkward atmosphere.

A group of hooligans came up to them, smashing and looting, overturning and scolding.

The owner of the teahouse was distressed, but he didn't dare to squeak.

A group of people were menacing, and before they arrived, they raised their throats and scolded: "Mother! My son-in-law invited you to dinner, and you didn't give a face. ”

This boy frowned slightly, he didn't like it very much, and if he didn't like it, his mood would naturally not be much better.

Because the scar only said one sentence from beginning to end, it seems that his temperament must be quite arrogant, and the arrogant person must have his arrogant capital.

This son can't weigh the pros and cons, and it seems that he still knows too little.

The mob is still wooden, I don't know if it's pretending or pretending, Momo doesn't look scared, but is full of excitement, in a word, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

This kind of person is often unprovoked.

One of the gangsters of the leader stepped forward and made a gesture to hit the man next to the woman.

Suddenly, the mob stood up, and the leader was startled and retreated when he saw that the situation was not good.

"Mo.. Sister, I'm hungry.."

"Oh, shall we go home then?"

"Hmm... Listen to you. ”

When the leader saw this, he was very angry. It seems that the tall image he established in front of his brother is instantly a lot shorter. This time, I used all my strength to fight hard.

The boy shook his head, unwilling to see this.

Mo Hurt didn't hide, pulled Momo to protect her behind him and let him beat.

That's the last way to do it right now.

Momo was a little angry.

With a "snap", the palm of his hand slammed heavily on the body of the foaming wound, which looked amazing, but in fact, it was like a river of flowing water flowing into a river, and there was no trace of waves. The foam shook slightly, and then stood firm again.

Momo thinks that you can't bear it anymore, you don't know how thick the sky is, and you still dare to touch my people.

It may be a little painful, Mo Hurt frowned, and slapped it back without even thinking about it.

"Smack!"

This time the sound was louder than when I came, and the hit was naturally much heavier.

Before the leader could react, he was struck firmly, and shook his head a few times, as if he had seen a beautiful angel. Frightened, a few thugs retreated in unison.

The boy seemed to know the true strength of the foam injury, and said with a smile: "Honestly follow me, and save the pain of flesh and skin." ”

Mo Hurt didn't know why, looked at his palm thoughtfully, and rarely showed a confident look, and said, "I want to try it." ”

"Hmph, I can't help myself." The boy waved the fan in his hand, and a wind blade came out in response, and the speed was extremely fast.

"You, a person who has not cultivated, still dare to provoke this son."

Momo's first reaction was to pull Momo, because Momo is a very important person to him, and she is a girl.

Moss knows that boys have to protect girls.

may be cut off by the waist in the next second, and the foam wound can also see the track of the wind blade clearly, but he is willful, just don't hide.

Momo couldn't bear it anymore, and a spell was quickly born from her hand, and a light shield appeared out of thin air, just in front of Mo Hurt.

"It's time"

The light shield and the wind blade cancel each other out, and beautiful shards are scattered around.

The scab was still in front of her.

"You, you're actually a mage!" The boy said incredulously.

"How's it going, are you scared?" ’

"Hmph, let's go.." The boy snorted coldly and walked away with his subordinates.

"Mage? Momo, are you a mage?"

"That's right, Momo is a mage." Momo said proudly.

"What is a mage?"

"A mage is a person who can manipulate the energy of heaven and earth, and he is a very powerful person."

"That Momo is very powerful?"

"Well, the foam hurts too."

"Well, the froth is also very bad."

For a while, Mo Hurt and Momo sat down again and drank badly. Warm welcome from the owner.

Momo asked, "Do you know why they came?" ”

Mo Hurt thought about it very seriously and said, "Maybe, it's because Momo is more beautiful."

Because the benefactor is Momo, he knows it, and he also knows that it is necessary to make Momo happy and make her satisfied.

The girl held the teacup and laughed delicately for some reason.

The boy took the teacup and nodded blankly.