Mu Fandi couldn't remember the tiger returning to the mountain in a daze last night, but he only knew that now Qin Zhao was not in the War King's Mansion, and Qin Cao came and went freely.

"I mean in the War King's Mansion." Mu Fandi's tone was dissatisfied, and his little face was slightly angry.

"It's not the same everywhere." Qin Cao was still smiling brightly and harmlessly, looking at Fan'er's angry appearance.

Mu Fandi hugged Mo'er and turned around, no longer paying attention to Qin Cao.

"Fan'er, don't brush his hair, he's going to be bald." Qin Cao looked at Fan'er's little white hands and gently stroked the hateful gray rabbit.

"No, I'm very gentle." Mu Fan said puffingly.

Mo'er complained: "Goo-goo! "Say you can't just cut me?

"Put him down, and be gentle and gentle with me." At the moment, Fan'er was awake, and Qin Cao didn't dare to throw the rabbit, so he had to beg for gentleness.

Hearing this, the rabbit took the initiative to jump down, and he was not needed now anyway.

"Competing for favor with Mo'er, stinky and shameless." Mu Fandi scolded angrily.

"No, just mortal." As soon as he entered the door, Fan'er was the king of war first and then Mo'er, and he was a little unhappy.

"Qin Cao, you've spoiled me... What to do? "Yes, Qin Cao choked himself a few words, and he wanted to make trouble, what is this not a woman?

"What else can I do?" Of course, it's petted.

Mu Fandi looked at Qin Cao, who was dressed in a brocade white robe and wearing a silver half-mask, got up and raised his hand to gently take it off, and when he saw the pair of narrow phoenix eyes, his heart immediately missed a beat.

When Mu Fan was in his senses, Qin Cao took out a bamboo flute from his waist and handed it to her, "Fan'er, give you this." ”

"What is this?" Mu Fandi took the bamboo flute, which was only a handful of long, and liked it very much.

Qin Cao walked around behind Fan'er, took the bamboo flute in his left hand, held Fan'er's small hand with his right hand, pressed it on the tail of the flute with a "click", and the head popped out a pointed hidden weapon with blades on both sides.

The whole body of the flute is half long, like a short arrow, and it also resembles a dart.

"Oh my God, that's amazing!" Mu Fandi couldn't help but marvel.

"Well, defend yourself for Fan'er." Qin Cao looked at Fan'er and liked it, and was satisfied.

Qin Cao held Fan'er's hand and held the bamboo flute, his left hand hugged Fan'er's right shoulder, and his right foot moved forward against Fan'er's right foot, his eyes, bamboo flute, and lintel corresponded to a line at three points, his arm was thrown back and forward, his elbow was raised, and the bamboo flute flew out in a parabola with his wrist acceleration, and fell in the center of the lintel without bias or crookedness.

"Fan'er, take it off." A gentle, shallow, magnetic voice gently disturbed Mu Fandi's ear.

Mu Fandi left the embrace of the fragrance of orchids and herbs, looked at the lintel more than two meters high, and his light skills were not in place, he glanced at the pillar next to him, stepped on the door frame with his strength, and stretched out his hand to pull it out, and the skirt swirled and the hair flew down.

Mu Fan Di fell on the crook of Qin Cao's arm, "I got it!" The face cheered.

"Hmm." Qin Cao looked at the person in his arms with a doting expression.

"I can come down myself." Tsundere's eyes looked at Qin Zhao, and the other party expressed dissatisfaction with his help.

"Well, practice in a few days." His mortal is smart, and he can fly the eaves and walk the wall now.

Mu Fandi got down from Qin Cao's arms, handed the bamboo flute to Qin Cao, looked at him and pressed the tail of the bamboo flute again, and the hidden weapon retracted, "Isn't this the principle of the automatic pen?" "Surprised.

"Is there such a thing in modern times?" Qin Cao asked, every time he heard an unfamiliar word, he knew that it was owned by Fan Er in another time and space called the modern era.

Mu Fandi shook his head: "That's writing, it's not as good-looking as you." ”

There are all kinds of switchblades in modern times, but no matter what they are, they are not as good as Qin Cao.

Qin Cao took down Fan'er's pair of auspicious cloud hairpins and re-curled her hair for her, using this delicate and small bamboo flute.

glanced at the gray rabbit lying in the nest honestly, and asked, "Fan'er, why did you name him Mo'er?" ”

"Guess?" Mu Fandi also glanced at Mo'er lying in the nest.

"Because of me?" Qin Cao guessed that it was because he had an identity known as Mo Shangyu by the world.

It's not because Mo Mo has the same sound, "because he's black." Saying that, Mu Fandi laughed.

It turned out to be this ink.

Mo'er: "Goo-goo-goo!! "Two people have a rabbit?

Mu Fandi listened to Mo'er's angry roar and complained: "It's all your fault, my Mo'er is angry." ”

Qin Cao couldn't help but exclaim: "Fan'er, this name was given by you." ”

The two continue to joke...

"It's true, when I was bent on going my own way, he was called Mo'er when he was black, and the other ear was missing a corner, so it was called missing... Son..."Mu Fandi smiled and smiled sadly, her lack of children will never be there again.

"Fan'er, you still have me." Qin Cao put his hair in a bun and grabbed Fan'er and leaned in front of him.

Mo'er: "Goo-goo..."

Hearing Mo'er's sudden gentle cry, Mu Fandi was very surprised, looked at his pomegranate-like eyes, and asked, "Mo'er seems to be able to understand me." ”

Qin Cao stood in front of Fan'er and said with a serious face: "Yes, so Fan'er will stay away from him in the future." ”

Qin Cao naturally knew that this rabbit was human, and his dreams were not as good as his.

"Why did you get involved with this again, can I still give birth to a litter of rabbits?"

"Fan'er!"

……

Night

Western Passion

Farm Inn

"Knock" two knocks on the door, knocking on Qin Zhao's door.

"Who?" A lonely voice came out.

"Nine songs."

Qin Zhao put down the teacup, got up and walked out.

"How are you?" Qin Zhao looked at Jiu Ge in a dark robe, looking at the full masculinity like this, could it be that the pseudo-female dress on weekdays was a cover-up?

"Here you go, put it on." The nine songs are concise and to the point.

Qin Zhao took a set of clothes, entered the house, and changed into the same as Jiu Ge.

Fairy Garden

The two of them performed light feats one after the other and came to a hill, only to see a manor in front of them, which was brightly lit, as if a banquet was being held.

Qin Zhao landed on the ground and looked at Jiu Ge beside him, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"Just look at it and you'll know." Jiu Ge said, motioning to follow him on.

Qin Zhao followed Jiu Ge and flew to the nearest place, and the two landed on the tree. At this time, the sound of singing and dancing came, and Qin Zhao looked at the vague figures, as if they were all important figures in the Western Fan Kingdom.

Jiu Ge handed the things in his hand in front of Qin Zhao, "Here you go." ”

Qin Zhao took the wooden tube of Jiu Ge, "What? ”

"Peep."

Hearing this, Qin Zhao put it on his right eye and closed his left eye.

I saw how drunk and obsessed with gold was inside, and the scenery was beautiful.

He also saw some of them, like the dancers who had been bought by Prince Zephan that day, each with one with one with a man in twos and threes.

These men have taken off their official uniforms and are having fun here?

"Show this to the king?" Qin Zhao's tone was dissatisfied, looking at Jiu Ge beside him? The two looked at each other.