Such a person, Red Moon hates the most.

Su Moling didn't care about Hongyue's thoughts so much, she just said lightly: "It's just age." ”

In the outside world envisioned by Su Moling, there are countless spiritual practices, and the life span of human beings is also very long, so what is the difference between tens or even hundreds of years of life?

Hongyue was stunned for a moment, and gently put her left hand on her lips: "Then if I am a half-old, do you still want me?" ”

"Why not?" Su Moling shrugged her shoulders, she thought that Hongyue had never been with her because of Hongyue's appearance, but because of the mystery of Hongyue's body and her cooking skills.

Hongyue couldn't be happy when she heard this, because she knew that what she said was far from what Su Moling thought she wanted.

At night, Su Moling and Red Moon set out. The two of them worked very well and it didn't take much time to reach their destination.

They arrived at a mansion next to the Colosseum, where the owner of the Colosseum lived in the Mud. After these days of investigation, both Hongyue and Su Moling thought that the next pair of brothers and sisters who claimed to be the royal brothers and sisters of the Snow Saint Kingdom would act here.

According to the intelligence, it is very likely that tomorrow will be the day of the action of the two brothers and sisters who claim to be the royal family of the Snow Saint Kingdom.

"You have to hurry, look at this strange wind, it's going to rain." Hongyue rubbed her arm and said to Su Mo Ling.

The red moon looked at the wind for Su Moling, and Su Moling left an unfinished formation nearby. As long as it is a formation, there is a possibility of exposure, even if it is hidden with a secret treasure, it is not absolutely secret. Su Moling has built a set of minimalist formations in the secret place of the Li Mansion, if the pair of brothers and sisters who claim to be the royal family of the Snow Saint Kingdom come tomorrow, Su Moling can be stimulated as soon as possible.

After the arrangement, the two went back to the inn.

It was almost time for the inn to close, but the young man was still sitting in the hall, looking at the faint candlelight on the table, as if waiting for something.

"You want to see him?" Hongyue grabbed Su Moling, who wanted to land in front of the inn.

"The other party treats each other politely, why don't you see it?"

Today's daylight, although Su Moling only invited the young man to a meal, he could see that the young man's identity was indeed very noble, and his identity also made him dangerous. But the boy believed in Su Moling unconditionally.

"To meet someone who doesn't even show you his face?" Hongyue rolled her eyes, but saw that Su Moling's face still didn't change, "I can warn you, that guy is not a target to mess with." ”

"Hmm."

Seeing that persuasion of Su Moling was ineffective, Hongyue had no choice but to pout her lips in anger and go back to her room.

Su Moling landed in front of the inn and walked into the inn.

The young innkeeper seemed to have been called to sleep by the boy, and although there was still a candle at the counter that was about to burn out, the person who usually sat at the counter was gone.

"You're back." The young man's voice was faint, but he seemed to be talking to this old friend who had known him for many years, which couldn't help but make Su Moling stunned.

He didn't look back, but because Su Moling no longer hid his breath and footsteps, he sensed Su Moling.

Su Moling hooked her lips slightly, she walked straight to the table where the young man was sitting, and sat opposite the young man.

"Boom—"

There was a huge thunderstorm, just as the red moon said, it was going to rain, and it was heavy rain.

"What do you call Your Excellency?" Su Moling said crisply.

As Su Moling spoke, another lightning bolt came, and the lightning brightened the night and brightened Su Moling's immortal face.

The young man raised his eyes to look at Su Moling, and the first time he looked at Su Moling, he couldn't help but be attracted by Su Moling. Su Moling was dressed in men's clothes at this time, his hair was also tied up by a simple hosta, he was wearing a cyan forehead wipe on his forehead, and he was dressed in clean and beautiful white clothes, so he looked like a handsome boy who could ride the wind at any time.

Although the young man knew that the other party was a man, the young man couldn't help but be attracted by Su Moling, and he hooked his lips slightly: "Mu Xian." ”

Although the young man's voice was cold, it didn't make Su Moling feel cold, and when he said these two words with a slight smile, Su Moling felt the gentle voice passed by the young man.

It's like the music he plays, often with a hint of tenderness.

Su Moling didn't want to deceive the young man in front of her, but the name Su Liangzheng gave her really made people think that she was a woman when she heard it.

She had no choice but to smile lightly: "Mu Qingxian, a good name, in Xia Suhai." ”

She followed Su Liang to recruit the surname Su, and she used the name of Begonia, and it was not a deception to call herself Su Hai.

Mu Xian didn't speak, he picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a glass of wine for Su Moling, and poured himself another glass.

"I don't drink." Su Moling refused.

"Mu Xian too," even if Su Moling couldn't see it, the corners of Mu Xian's lips still hooked a slight smile, and he raised his wine glass to Su Moling, "It's just that there are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, Su Gongzi, can you appreciate your face?" ”

Hearing Mu Xian say this, Su Moling no longer shirked, she raised her wine glass. The glasses of the two touched each other in the air, making a crisp sound.

Su Moling drank the wine, this wine was plum wine, it was slightly sweet and bitter when drunk, and the alcohol concentration was not high, even Su Moling, who had only drunk fruit wine from children, did not feel uncomfortable.

Mu Xian seemed to be drinking for the first time, and when the wine went down his throat, he couldn't help coughing lightly twice. But even so, after coughing, he insisted on drinking not a drop of plum wine.

"Su Gongzi doesn't look like a man who forgets his worries."

"Mu Gongzi doesn't seem to be a countryman who forgets his worries."

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

The two didn't talk much, but drank a few glasses of plum wine, and it didn't take long for the alcohol to attack, Mu Xian and Su Moling were both overwhelmed by the wine, and fell asleep on the table.

Confirming that Su Moling and Mu Xian were both sleeping on the table, Hongyue, who had been secretly watching on the top floor, sighed softly and landed beside Su Moling.

"It's indispensable to defend against people, you should know this best, how can you still fight with a man who doesn't even show you his face?"

Hongyue picked up the cup that Su Moling used to drink and drank the remaining plum wine.

Although wine is a good wine, it is like drinking water in the red moon. Hongyue looked at the black yarn on Mu Xian's head, he put down the wine glass, as if he wanted to lift the black yarn, but in the end he put his hand down again.

Since her woman treats this guy as a friend, she should give him the most basic respect.

On the first day of the Red Moon, when I heard Su Moling and Mu Xian playing "Red Opera", I knew that there was a confidant between the two, and the two could not only sense each other, but also complement each other. This is also the point of Hongyue's jealousy, she tried her best to seduce Su Moling before she could open her heart a little, but as soon as this guy named Mu Xian came, he could sympathize with her, so how could Hongyue not be jealous?

However, she originally thought that the two of them would talk about music all night when they met, and maybe they would play together together, but she guessed wrong, and the two didn't even talk much, just drinking.

But in this way, she who is familiar with the rhythm of music is even more jealous - because they have already conveyed their thoughts, moods, and opinions in their own songs, they don't need words at all!

It's really ...... I want to kill him.

Hongyue picked up Su Moling and jumped directly to the fourth floor, he looked coldly at Mu Xian, who was still asleep on the first floor, and snorted coldly: "Kill you cold, kill you cold!" ”

After speaking, she carried Su Moling into the room of Tianzi No. 3.