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Since owing a favor is also owing, then owing two, two hundred, and two thousand is not all the same.

After figuring out this question, Luo Qifeng was not coquettish, and turned his head to ask him what was wrong with this dragon vein.

But because the two were too close, when she turned around, her soft lips pressed against Mo Yan's cold thin lips.

Neither of them expected such a thing to happen, and they were both slightly stunned.

But the matter of two seconds made Mo Yan's face change greatly, and he hurriedly tilted his head back.

Why, I didn't have the virus!

Luo Qifeng complained in his heart, and just wanted to tease him, but he felt like a sharp sword was stabbing down his throat, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Ahem!" Luo Qifeng coughed heavily, feeling a faint smell of blood coming up.

Damn it!

Mo Yan's eyebrows and eyes wrinkled together, and he directly hugged her horizontally.

"Ink ...... Mo Ye ......"

The three people who were discussing the ancient tomb together on the side were frightened when they saw such a big movement happening here.

But Mo Yan didn't seem to hear it, and strode out of the woods with Luo Qifeng in his arms.

So, what are they doing here?!

Could it be that this is about to fight, and finally indulge in it, right?!

Several people looked at each other, and then laughed wryly.

***

"Ink, I'...... I...... What's going on?! Luo Qifeng's heart ached so badly that he felt cold all over.

"It's okay, just bask in the sun." Mo Yan's resolute face was tense, and he looked full of anger.

Fortunately, it is now noon, otherwise the cold qi in the little guy's body will slowly condense, and in the end, it will hurt its root at least and kill it at worst.

Finding a huge stone, Mo Yan looked at the position of the sun's rays, and then carefully placed her on it.

Luo Qifeng watched him retreat into the distance, staring at himself with dead eyes, as if he was afraid that he would break if he was not careful, and a kind of inexplicable sourness rose in his heart.

The scorching sun scorched away the cold on her body little by little, and Luo Qifeng didn't know how long the time had passed, but she felt that she was lazy in the sun, and after feeling a little sleepy, Mo Yan slowly walked towards herself.

"Alright, it's okay!" He stretched out his hand and dragged Luo Qifeng up, and straightened the slightly messy hair.

"Is it because of you that my body just became like that?" Luo Qifeng frowned, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Hmm!" Mo Yan replied softly, but didn't say anything more, obviously not wanting to respond to the question.

Luo Qifeng opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the question in his heart back into his stomach.

Forget it, everyone has an ulterior secret, and this ink is not his own, so there is no need to tell himself everything.

However, Luo Qifeng trusted a little more in his heart.

After all, if he really wanted his own death, he wouldn't have been so nervous just now.

"Aren't you going to tell me about this dragon vein?" Luo Qifeng changed the topic and looked at the mountain not far away.

"You can't just stare at that hill, you look at the hill right next to it." Mo Yan pointed to the other side.

The hill he said was actually about to connect with the dragon vein from here.

"That's not a dragon vein, there is no such thing as the hegemony of the double dragon!" Luo Qifeng stared at the window so much that he didn't see why.