Yas lay on the bed and coughed loudly, but his five fingers were still firmly clasped on the little girl's wrist and never let go.

When Mo Lian entered with his hand, he happened to see this out, and immediately became angry, and a slender black long sword with a shining black light fell on his palm.

Without saying a word, he slashed at the left arm of the young Yas.

Yas is not stupid, he will naturally hide when he sees the sword light, and he will turn into the bed with a bone.

As a result, the vertical and horizontal sword qi clattered and split the entire bed, and Yas rolled from the inside to the middle, fell into the crack in the bed, covered his chest and coughed for a long time, stunned and unable to climb out.

Mo Lianfeng's eyes narrowed, and the black and slender sword in his hand swept through a cold light, and he was about to slash at the young man again, and his arm was grabbed by Qiao Mu.

"Hahahaha!" Young Yas leaned out from under the cracked bed and tilted his head proudly at Mo Lian, with a vicious expression of "Look, the little girl won't kill me for you".

"Why do you want to protect him?" Mo Lian turned her head to look at Qiao Mu, her expression was indistinguishable from joy and anger.

At that moment, Xiao Facial Paralysis seemed to be able to feel the anger of the young man Mo Lian, glanced at him inexplicably, and then said expressionlessly, "I still have a new poison that I have refined, and I need him to try it." It's never too late to kill after trying. ”

"Uh-ahem. Yas finally got up from the ground, and when he heard the emotionless words of the little facial paralysis, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "Bastard woman, you! ”

Mo Lian quietly evoked a light smile, put away the slender black sword, took the little girl's little hand and turned around.

"Wait. Qiao Mu withdrew his little hand, tore off a piece of the sleeve from his sleeve, threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

Behind the two of them, the wolf-like Yas boy stared intently at the little girl's back, and if his eyes could penetrate her back, it was estimated that there was more than one hole in Qiao's body at this moment.

In Mo Lian's dark phoenix eyes, the light was even brighter, and she happily held the little girl's little hand again, hooked her lips and smiled, "Why did you tear it off?"

"It's dirty. ”

Mo Lian looked back lightly, glanced at the Yas boy coldly, opened her thin lips lightly, and said silently: It's not yours, don't want Xiao to think!

Yas looked back angrily, but the other party had already withdrawn his gaze with disdain, and took the little girl's hand and left the room.

"Uh-a-huh...... Ahem!" A strange pain hit his chest, Yas took a deep breath and bent down, his eyes fiercely falling on the sleeve of his shirt that had been trampled on by the little girl.

The sleeves were plain, and after stepping on it, there was a small and very obvious shoe print on the fabric.

The young man Yas suddenly pounced like an angry tiger, clutching the pain in his chest, coughing loudly, struggling and crawling on the ground for a few steps, and then holding the piece of clothing tightly in his hand.

The fabric peeked through his fingers, and a small piece was clenched in the palm of his hand.

When Mo Lian and Qiao Mu went out hand in hand, they saw Wei Nanfeng squeezing his eyebrows and smiling at the two of them.

The little couple rolled their eyes at him with the same expression, and walked past him blindly.

Wei Nanfeng: ......

Brother was originally here to see a good show! Brother is not angry!

As soon as the two of them walked to the main hall, they saw the city lord of Luge who came in a hurry and asked to see Murong Xun.

"The patriarch of Acacto is here. With two thousand strong men from all over the tribe, as well as the entire team of eagles, they were waiting outside the city gate. ”