"Ah Ran, you actually scolded me for a wild man!"

"I want to know you well, the mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder and earthquakes, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, but I dare to be with you."

"Ah Ran, do you remember Brother Chen, who wore the same pants with you eighteen years ago?"

Ji Mo Zichen was forcibly dragged down by the arms of two guards of the Regent's Palace.

It's just that his mouth hasn't stopped for a moment.

He originally wanted to be moved by Jun Mo Ran, but Jun Mo Ran didn't eat him at all.

Therefore, Mo Zichen changed his strategy again, covering his crotch with both hands, making a painful appearance, and the ghost cried wolf, "Ah Ran, it hurts, you have to breathe." ”

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he immediately looked curiously at Jun Mo Ran who was on the side.

Everyone in the world says that Jun Mo is not close to women, but he has not said that he is not good for men.

Xing Jun Mo Ran and Ji Mo Zichen still have a particularly "intense" past.

Feng Wuwu thought of the scene where Jun Mo Ran bowed down to replace Jimo Zichen's injured part, and felt his blood surging.

"Alas, it's a pity that I can't catch a glimpse!" Feng Wuwu felt a little regretful, and the nameless anger in his heart subsided slightly.

"Angry?"

Jun Mo's black-gold eyes glanced at Feng Wuwu, who was showing regret, and the voice of magic suddenly appeared.

"Where can it be eliminated? Regent, you always like to play me like a monkey, if this is seen by acquaintances, where will my face go? Feng Wuwu whispered.

"Need this king to accompany you to practice archery? This time, how about this king as your humanoid target? ”

Jun Moran stretched out his hand again and rubbed Feng Wuwu's little face carved in pink and jade.

Feng Wuwu felt that Jun Moran treated her as a ball of flour, and the more he kneaded her, the more energetic he became.

As soon as she got angry, her mouth opened slightly, and she bit Jun Moran's wrist.

"Feng Wuwu, you belong to a dog?"

Jun Moran's face sank, and his other hand pressed the back of her head tightly, almost slashing her by mistake.

"Regent, do you now know what you would not do to others what you would not do to yourself? Your actions are much worse than mine. ”

Feng Wuwu thought in his heart, accompanied him to practice archery, and the person who suffered the loss would not be him, so he simply ignored his proposal.

"Are you teaching this king?"

A cold light flashed in Jun Mo's eyes, and he pinched her face hard.

It wasn't until her pale cheeks were pinched red and blue that she let go.

She resisted the urge to scold, and glared at Jun Moran fiercely, "It hurts, can't you lighten it?" ”

"Squeamish."

Jun Moran said this, but he was secretly annoyed in his heart.

He almost forgot that Feng Wuwu was no better than Jimo Zichen, who had thin skin and tender flesh, and couldn't stand the toss.

Feng Wuwu had no intention of entanglement with him, even if he was full of anger and couldn't vent his anger, he still softened his tone, "Regent, I have practiced arrows with you, and the grievances between you and me should be written off." Look, can you let me go? ”

Hmmm-

Jun ink dyed ink with wide sleeves and light sleeves, and hundreds of silver tickets rose up one after another like falling leaves, messing up Feng Wuwu's eyes.

"Wow! Biggie! ”

"Lord Wang, smash me to death with a silver ticket!"

"Regent, the way you throw money is better than the way the national teacher throws the money bag!"

Feng Wuwu said perfunctorily, but in fact, he didn't look at Jun Mo Dye at all.

She grinned and happily squatted on the ground to pick up the silver ticket.

A silver ticket is 10,000 taels, and she didn't expect to get 1 million taels easily.

Jun Moran knew that Feng Wuwu was complimenting him, but he was very useful.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and looked condescendingly at Feng Wuwu, who was squatting on the ground and salivating at the corners of his mouth, "Do you want to?" ”

"Isn't it for me?" Feng Wuwu raised his head suddenly, like a hen guarding her calf, stubbornly guarding the silver tickets stacked at her feet.

"Within three days, find out the thieves who trespassed into the regent's palace for this king, and these silver tickets will belong to you."

"What if you can't find it?"

Feng Wuwu knew very well how important things outside his body were if he wanted to make a comeback.

Therefore, even if she doesn't want to stay in the Regent's Mansion for a long time, the money she should earn and the wealth she should collect should not be missing.

"If you can't find it, then you will die to apologize. This king is around, and no waste is left. ”

Jun Mo dyed his thin lips lightly, and his attitude was contemptuous, which made people feel unattainable.

When Feng Wuwu heard this, he immediately retreated, "Ill-gotten gains, don't do it." ”

"That being the case, the white silk and the wine are the same."

"You!" Feng Wuwu was speechless, and he knew that the choices Jun Moran gave her were all in vain, "Regent, is Donglin's capture so mediocre?" If you are looking for a thief, you need to spend a lot of money to hire the most respected young general in Beili! Don't you think it's overkill? ”

"Within three days, the Shadow Guard of the Royal Mansion will be sent by you." Jun Mo Ran retreated again.

To put it bluntly, he just didn't want to let Feng go without worry.

When he got tired of playing with Feng Wuwu, he sent her back to the West with his own hands.

Jun Moran thought so, so he looked at Feng Wuwu with a contemptuous eye, and the pity in his eyes could be seen.

Feng Wuwu couldn't help but shudder, how did she feel that Jun Moran's eyes when he looked at her changed slightly?

I used to think she was the prey, but now I think she is the prey of the dying species......

After thinking about it, Feng Wuwu still decided not to do it against Jun Moran.

First, he is a powerful minister in the east, covering the sky with one hand, and she can't do it at all.

Moreover, her purpose is to make a comeback and avenge the original owner of this body. The matter of revenge has nothing to do with Jun Mo Ran.

"General Feng, how did you think about it?"

"Deal!" Feng Wuwu had no worries, and he accepted it.

After all, no one knows better than she does the flower thief who infiltrated the Regent's palace.

When the time comes, just find a female corpse and give it to you. There is no proof of death, and the most important thing is that people can't find mistakes.

Feng Wuwu carried the hot silver ticket, and was not afraid of death to block Jun Moran's way, "I said in advance, if I find the female thief, you have to keep your promise and let me go." ”

"Hmm."

Jun Moran thought that his interest in Feng Wuwu would not last more than three days, so he decisively responded.

"Regent, if you dare to break your word, be careful to cut off your children and grandchildren." Feng Wuwu was not very relieved, made a scissor shape with his hand, and made a false move in his crotch.

“………”

Jun Mo dyed the blue tendons on his forehead, and he was already thinking about whether to build a tomb for Feng Wuwu.

After all, she was the first person to offend him and still be able to bounce for so long.