Looking at the soulless Koukou, Mo Xingran was shocked in his heart.

Regardless of people, gods and demons, there are three souls and seven spirits, one soul and one soul will make people abnormal, if the soul is lost, it will be like the walking dead, if the soul is lost, it will be stupid, if the soul is lost, it will not be long!

Unable to wait any longer, Mo Xingran quickly carried Kou Kokou to his shoulders and placed it under a lush grove of trees.

Just now she can walk back by herself, which means that she will not be in danger for the time being, and what is in danger at this time is Wuge.

Following the direction that Coco came from, Mo Xingran searched all the way, this is a short and straight palace road, open and spacious, and at the end of the corner, it is a garden.

There are no palace lights in the garden, it is a little dark, but fortunately there is a pond, reflecting the starlight, and the sparkling water surface reflects a glimmer of light.

With this glimmer of light, the ink star dyed around.

There were no hidden obstacles around, only a craggy rockery behind the pond, and for some reason, he intuitively walked towards the rockery.

This piece of mountain stone is not big, but the shape is unique, it is a semi-circular ring, the height is staggered, lined next to the sparkling pond, quite a bit of beautiful landscape meaning, ingenuity is unique.

But Mo Xingran had no time to enjoy the scenery at this time, he walked quickly to the back of the rockery, there was no water light, and it was very dark in all directions, and he tried to whisper softly: "No song." ”

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew, and suddenly, Mo Xing asked a faint smell of rust in the air.

He panicked and hurriedly fumbled: "Wuge! Are you there?"

"Hmm..."

A faint voice came from his side, startling Mo Xingran.

There was a person lying on his stomach at his feet, with his back to him, and Mo Xingran squatted down: "Wuge, is it you?"

The man didn't reply, he gasped weakly, he couldn't take care of much, he picked up the man by his waist, walked to the rockery, and by the faint light, he saw the face of the person in his arms, it was Wuge.

Mo Xingran let out a long breath, and the expression on Jun's face finally relaxed.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her jade-like skin was glowing with cold light, and there was a bloody mark on her neck, but she didn't know where the injury was.

"Wuge, are you okay?" Mo Xingran asked her softly, he looked up to make sure there was no one, and gently put Wuge down, so that her back was against the rock.

He stretched out his slender fingers to probe her snort, but unexpectedly, the person in front of him suddenly opened a pair of beautiful eyes.

"You, are you alright? Mo Xingran's hand stopped in mid-air.

Without warning, Wuge's thin lips pursed slightly, frowning, and a pair of clear eyes stared straight at him.

"Hold... Hold .."

Her voice was extremely thin, but Mo Xingran heard it clearly, and his eyebrows trembled unconsciously: "... Huh?"

Seeing that Mo Xingran didn't move, a layer of mist surged in his big clear eyes, his small mouth was deflated, and he looked like he wanted to cry: "I want my brother to hug!"

This time, her words were extremely clear, loud and full of energy.

However, Mo Xingran was completely stunned, Jun's face was a little hot, and the corners of his mouth pulled unnaturally: "... How, how, hold. ”

Facing Wuge's bewildering eyes, he didn't dare to look at her, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little fluttering.

Suddenly, Mo Xingran felt a heat in his arms, and when he looked down, Wuge's whole body crashed into his chest like a boneless, a slender little hand, scratching indiscriminately.

Mo Xingran froze all over, letting Wuge's little face close to his neck, and a warm breath poured close to the hem of his clothes.

She was like a fishy kitten, arching in his arms, as if trying to find something in him.

Mo Xingran's handsome and extraordinary face was full of difficult forbearance at this time.

She took his hand, smiled, unfolded his palm, tilted her head to see the blood oozing from the wound in his palm.

A warm, wet touch spread from his palm, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Like a cat, the woman raised her head, squinted her eyes happily, and smiled sweetly at him.

"Brother, Xiangxiang. ”

Her slightly pursed lips were like summer cherries, her boneless body, and her soft and waxy voice all deeply stimulated him.

All his defenses were destroyed in an instant, she was really a 'demon', so confusing.

Suddenly, Mo Xingran only felt the blood surging all over his body, his eyes darkened, and there was a hoarse voice in his voice: "Wuge, you..."

He grabbed her messy little hand with one hand, and his breath was a little disordered: "You... Really?" he breathed hot, his jawline tightened, and his eyes were filled with bottomless blackness.

The man in his arms nodded without hesitation.

Receiving a response, in an instant, Mo Xingran clamped her jade chin, lifted her delicate face, grabbed her waist in a tight grip, and the hot and chaotic breath approached her...

The woman raised her arms and hooked them around his neck, her eyes blurred.

She lightly opened her lips and breathed like an orchid: "Qi... Abyss..."

Suddenly, Mo Xing's confused eyes suddenly turned cold, and all the love was extinguished.

"Who am I?" he asked as he looked at the person in his arms, tightened his arms around her waist, and said coldly.

"Who are you?" she said, with confusion in her eyes, hooking his neck and struggling discontentedly in his arms, "It hurts." The soft voice complained.

It turns out that so...

He suddenly calmed down at this point.

Fang Cai's confusion faded, he stared at Wuge's eyes, she was so enchanting at this time, but she was also so abnormal, but, even when she lost her spirit, was she thinking about that 'Qi Yuan'?

Mo Xingran pulled the corners of his lips and sneered at himself, ignoring Wuge's struggle, quickly carried her on his back, and walked back quickly with his long legs.

He didn't notice that after he left, a figure slowly walked out of the shadow of the rockery.

The figure smiled lightly and muttered, "Interesting, very interesting." ”

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Walking all the way back to the Holy Grace Temple, on the way, Wuge lay on Mo Xingran's back, sometimes blowing into his ears, sometimes groping with his little hands.

However, Mo Xingran's handsome face was always blue, and he kicked the door open, startling Wuge on his back, and also frightened Feng Jue and the others in the house.

"Third brother, what is this?" Feng Jue looked at Wu Ge on Mo Xingran's back with displeasure.

He heard Mo Xingran ask in a deep voice, "Have you ever seen Kou Kokou?" He passed by the grass, but he didn't find Kou Koo.

Several people shook their heads.

"Brother. A crisp and soft voice came from Wuge's mouth.

Several people couldn't help but be stunned.

Mo Xingran had a black line on his face, and the bamboo covered his little belly and laughed: "Hahaha, no song, you... Son... You two... When to worship. Leaning forward and backward, tears of laughter swirled.

Bamboo has never seen Wuge so shy, in his eyes, it is really funny.

But in Feng Jue's eyes, it means something different.

She stared at Wuge and stood up from the table.

"Third brother, what does she mean. Feng Jue raised his jade finger and pointed directly at Wu Ge behind Mo Xingran.

"She..."

Duo'er is a clear-eyed person, she quickly stepped forward, wanting to help Mo Xingran put Wuge down, but unexpectedly, Wuge was like a dog skin plaster, and she couldn't live or die on Mo Xingran's back.

"Brother, no. She stubbornly twisted her head, looking dissatisfied.

"Third brother, have you forgotten what I told you?" Feng Jue saw that Mo Xingran didn't seem to be resistant to Wuge, and his voice couldn't help but rise a little.

She walked up to Mo Xingran and grabbed Wuge's arm, "Come down, I advise you not to get an inch!"

But no matter how she pulled, Wuge was like sticking to Mo Xingran's back, and her slender legs tightly wrapped around Mo Xingran's waist and crotch, and the posture was very indecent.

At this time, Wuge's gorgeous little face was full of grievances, her eyes were shining with tears, and her mouth was still chattering: "Bad, bad, mother-in-law." ”

Hearing this, Feng Jue was angry.

"Listen to me, Feng Jue, she's now..."Without waiting for Mo Xingran to finish speaking, Feng Jue gave Duo'er a look, and the two joined forces and suddenly grabbed Wuge's arms, trying to 'pry' her off Mo Xingran's back.

In the pulling, Wuge suddenly exclaimed, I don't know who it was, she used too much force, and her elbow slammed her head.

Immediately, Wuge's brain was drowsy, her body was violently pulled, and in the pain and confusion, she suddenly woke up.

She didn't know the situation, but she knew that she was being pulled and hurt, so she bit her hand and pulled her sideways, and heard Feng Jue scream, her beautiful face was full of disbelief: "You, you, vulgar, shameless!"

Wuge came back to her senses, only to find that she was being carried, her legs were very tight, and she was clamping the person who was carrying her, and there were bursts of familiar sea sandalwood on this person, needless to say, she knew who this person was.

"Mo Xingran, what's going on?" Her legs were a little sore, and it was a little difficult to move at this time, and she probably couldn't stand on the ground steadily.

So Wuge had no choice but to put his arms around Mo Xingran's neck, wanting to borrow his strength.

This action falls in the eyes of others, but it is extremely lingering.

"Demon girl, do you still want to make a face, can you covet our three princes?"

Demon girl, shameless, coveting the three princes?

As the saying goes, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense.

Wuge turned around unhurriedly and saw Feng Juetie with a pretty face, and his body trembled angrily. Duo'er pointed to her nose pointingly, and the eyes of the two stared at her like sharp knives

A hint of cunning flashed in Wuge's eyes.

Okay, she'll covet it today.

Wuge suddenly stretched out his green fingers and stroked Mo Xing's handsome face, his body froze, and she felt it.

She immediately smiled: "Princess Feng Jue, can't you see it? This is called Lang Qing concubine, coveted? How ugly, don't you say?"

"Wangutian is not something that demons and monsters like you can cling to, do you think what Duo'er said is ugly? Hmph, don't you look at how ugly you are doing!" Feng Jue obviously couldn't stand up anymore, she spoke coldly, every word was heartbroken, and walked towards Wuge step by step.

"But, what can I do, such as a demon like me, I just kissed and hugged your third brother, you said right, bamboo. Wuge blinked at the bamboo.

Two cold rays of light suddenly shot at the bamboo standing aside, he was dumbfounded for a moment, looked at Mo Xingran, and was not sure how to react at this time.

At this time, he saw that Mo Xingran nodded slightly, and then, Zhuzi snorted and said, "Mmmmmm

Feng Jue's face sank, her pretty face was cold and terrible at this time, and her eyes looked at the bamboo fiercely, as if she wanted to cut a hole in his body alive.

Bamboo shuddered, thinking, who is this provoking whom, why is it all him who suffers?!