Chapter Twenty-Nine: Poisonous Hair

"You can be the first, the one I took the initiative to kill. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Fuluo continued to speak coldly, "After all, there were too many people who died because of me in the past, and life and death in the door are just like drinking wine and eating tea every day. But I really haven't killed people directly, do you want to try? ”

"It's boring, it's more interesting for you to be drunk." Xu Mei said as he spread his hands towards Mo Fuluo.

"Women who are too smart or too stupid will not live long. Which one are you? Mo Fuluo let go of the hand that was holding Xu Mei's wrist and asked in a cold voice.

"Huh." Xu Mei covered his mouth and smiled, and then said slowly: "Miss Mo, you don't have to look at me like an enemy. I'm just a restaurant, I open the door to customers, you pay for drinking, and you're just doing business. You're drunk at my place, can I just throw you out? ”

Mo Fuluo took away the coldness and laughed back: "I hope it is as you say, that's all." ”

"Of course. I only love two things in my life, making money and playing chess. I won't ask too much about other things, whether I hear or see them, so Miss Mo can rest assured. ”

At this point, even if Mo Fuluo wanted to pursue anything, it seemed that there was no point in it. She's not the one to hold onto, and she doesn't have the patience to waste too much time on people who have nothing to do with her.

"Okay." Mo Fuluo replied, turned around and walked past Xu Mei, dropped a sentence: "Let's go", and walked out of the room without looking back.

I didn't expect Mo Fuluo to leave the place so neatly in a blink of an eye, and Xu Mei, who had been indifferent, couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking at the cyan figure that quickly disappeared in front of him, he was in a daze for a while before Xu Mei came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile.

Mo Fuluo's appearance when he was drunk and his appearance when he was sober were completely like two people, and he was still a little domineering when he was drunk, and when he woke up, he was directly cold and affectionate.

However, it seems that neither side looks like the real her.

"No wonder You Ge brought her back, she's really an interesting girl."

The residence that Xu Mei arranged for Mo Fuluo was at the back of the Zangyi Building, and out of the house was a small courtyard, and within a few steps you could see the door leading to the market.

After staying outside all night and not returning to the palace, Moran was not sure what to do in a hurry.

The more Mo Fuluo thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he turned a deaf ear to the noise on both sides of the street, and just hurried quickly in the direction of Huaiying Palace.

It wasn't until I entered the back door of Chongshan Garden that I slowly saw Yunxiu Tower, and the two familiar figures standing and sitting in front of the willow tree at the gate of the courtyard instantly entered Mo Fuluo's sight.

Mo Fuluo's heart that had been hanging all the way finally settled.

"Sister A, where have you been this night, I have searched the entire palace and have not seen you!"

Yucui saw Mo Fuluo from afar, so he ran out of the yard and greeted her.

Mo Fuluo's heart fluttered, he looked at Yucui with an apologetic face, and said astringently: "I'm worried about you." ”

Yucui ran in front of Mo Fuluo in a few steps, lowered her voice, and said, "I'm nothing, Aunt Lan seems to be a little angry." ”

Mo Fuluo's face sank, and he looked at Mo Lan who was sitting on the chair looking this way from a distance, and hurriedly walked towards her.

"Aunt Lan, I'm ......"

Until Mo Fuluo stood in front of Mo Lan, looking at her pale face that seemed to have not been seen all night, he didn't know how to speak.

How should she explain to Moran that it was because she met Shen Zhiyu, so she was upset, and then ran to the restaurant to buy drunk?

Mo Lan looked at Mo Fuluo's eyes flashing, and his worry turned into a slight anger, but his anger slowly turned into distress. She sighed and said softly, "Ah Luo, help me back to the house." ”

Mo Fu hurriedly picked up Moran and followed her steps into the house.

"I want to see it here." Moran stood in front of the window of the corridor on the second floor and said softly.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you."

Moran didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

"Aunt Lan doesn't want to ask me where I went this night?"

Moran looked at the sky outside the window and said softly, "You've been drinking." ”

"Aunt Lan, I'm sorry." Mo Fuluo clenched his fists hard, but he still couldn't tell the person he was hiding in his heart.

Mo Lan kept looking out the window, as if he hadn't heard Mo Fuluo's words.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun was particularly strong today, and the warm light had already sprinkled on Moran along the window lattice.

"The wind is blowing, I'm afraid it's going to change." Moran put his hand out the window and said suddenly.

Mo Fuluo's face sank, and then his eyes froze, and he walked quickly to Mo Lan's side.

If you want to say who Mo Fuluo knows best in this world, it must be Mo Lan. At this moment, Mo Lan's words were gently spit out, and the sun rose high outside the house, which aroused Mo Fuluo's vigilance.

"What's wrong with Aunt Lan?" Mo Fulu's worried voice sounded in Mo Lan's ears.

"I'm fine, it's just that you look at this day, it's sunny now, I'm afraid it will rain in a while." Moran said, turning to look at Mo Fuluo. Raised his hand to stroke her face, rubbed it lightly twice, and then said softly: "I always look at the sky on this roof in the yard, and I can't see it clearly." A-luo, you can accompany me to sit on the rooftop. ”

Mo Fuluo's eyes darkened again, and he pursed his lower lip vigorously before saying, "Okay." ”

Mo Fuluo helped Mo Lan, and with a lot of luck all around, he went up to the roof of the building with a few hard clicks under his feet.

"Look, standing on the top and looking at the day is not extraordinarily clear." Moran tilted his head and raised his hand slightly, as if he could pick up the cloud above him just a little bit above.

"Yes." Mo Fuluo couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it, a warm breeze blew through his fingertips, and the cloud moved slightly, as if it was only a few inches away from his hand.

"When it's really uncomfortable and can't hold on, look up at the day." Moran said.

"I wrote down the piece of paper that I taught you, and put it on the table in my room, and you can practice the score when you go back." Moran said again.

"Aunt Lan, what's wrong with you?" A strong panic arose in Mo Fuluo's heart.

"Ah Luo, can you promise Aunt Lan one thing?" Mo Lan suddenly let go of Mo Fuluo's support, straightened up and stood firmly on the rubble on the roof, looking at Mo Fu Luo with burning eyes.

"What do you say first?" Mo Fuluo's eyebrows tightened, and his eyes began to become uneasy when he looked at Mo Lan.

Her feeling really can't go wrong, Moran is indeed in trouble.

"In case, I'm gone, you must live well alone, even if—" Moran took a deep breath and settled his mind before continuing: "Even if it's for revenge, you have to live." ”

"Aunt Lan, you are so ruthless, let me live for revenge, then how much pain should I have?" Mo Fuluo's hands were clenched into fists tightly, and his nails pierced into the flesh one by one, and after a while, the lines in his palms were dyed red.

"Can you bear it, Aunt Lan?"

"Listen to me." Mo Lan stretched out his hand to support Mo Fuluo's shoulder, trying to control his emotions before he barely let out a trembling voice: "We have to prepare for the worst...... You have to know that I am highly poisonous from the floating stalk, and I was bitten by poisonous ants in the snowy forest......"

"Aunt Lan, are you poisoned again?"

"Aunt Lan, listen, you must live, if something happens to you, I will die with you!"

Moran shook his body and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, accompanied by a violent cough.

The next moment, the corners of Moran's smoky gray sleeves were soaked in black poisonous blood.

"Ah Luo, you, you, no......" Moran's voice became lower and lower, and finally he was silent.

On the roof of Yunxiu Tower, the sky that was still shining in the sun just now suddenly darkened, and the white clouds were quickly covered tightly, and a few drops of rain fell down.

On this day, it really changed.