"Shoot the arrows!"

Lord Mo's almost hoarse roar came from a distance, and immediately after, countless arrows with fireballs struck towards the tortoiseshell like a wave.

"Don't!"

Chun Tao shouted, if I hadn't dragged her, I was afraid that she would have jumped directly from this window.

At that moment, a red shadow landed on the tortoiseshell's back, and then the arrows that were fired at the tortoiseshell were all bounced back intact.

"Damn, get rid of him!" Lord Mo shouted loudly.

But the red figure stood still: "Master Mo! There is no need to be so tense in this matter, what you want, he will return it to you, but please remove these people first, after all, there are some things, and there are more people who know about them, but it is not good for you. ”

The tone of the Beilin is obviously not high, but even I, who is so far away, can hear it clearly.

Immediately afterward, I heard the sound of "click" retreating footsteps.

And the tortoiseshell, carrying the North Forest, approached our window.

When I got to the bottom of the window, I hurriedly pulled Chun Tao out of the way, and Ming Beilin jumped into the house.

Behind him was a man with a thoughtful appearance in a tawny robe.

This man's earlobes are huge, and if he is an ordinary person, then judging from his face, he must be a blessed person.

However, he must have been the tortoiseshell conjure.

"Click, click."

As soon as the tortoiseshell and the tortoiseshell entered the window, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor outside, presumably Lord Namo had arrived.

With a "squeak", the door of the boudoir was pushed open, and I really saw Master Mo, and rushed in with an angry face.

"I let you come, it's to kill demons, you?" He pointed at the North in exasperation.

Beilin's sword eyebrows frowned slightly: "Don't point so fingering, you are a Shangshu Ling, and you are so rude." ”

Master Mo was already furious: "Etiquette? Do you soul slayers want to sit on the ground and raise the price? I tell you, if you annoy me, you? ”

"This is an imperial city, with strict etiquette and a very heavy criminal law, right?" Beilin looked at Master Mo expressionlessly.

Master Mo snorted coldly: "It's good if you know!" Why don't you kill this evil thing? ”

"If, Lord Mo, you make your own decision and secretly change the show girl, and the palace knows about it, I don't know what will happen to you, will you punish the Nine Clans?" After speaking, he sat down slowly.

Master Mo's face became extremely pale, and his eyes were round, looking at Chun Tao.

"I said that." The tortoiseshell immediately blocked in front of Chun Tao: "As long as you let Chun Tao go, I will leave here immediately." ”

"Hmph, I asked you to return Yu Yan's body before, and this matter is over, but you don't want to seize the opportunity." Master Mo stared at the tortoiseshell with a cold face: "Now, you have no way to live, and I don't need the corpse anymore, it has been more than a month, and it must be decomposed beyond recognition, even if it is discovered, her identity cannot be found." ”

I looked at Master Mo, it turned out that he wanted to get back his daughter's body, not to bury Miss Mo properly, but to worry that the body would be found and found in Mo's Mansion when the time came.

"What if I say that Miss Mo is not dead?" The tortoiseshell suddenly opened her mouth and said something that made Lord Mo's expression fuse.

"How is that possible?" Master Mo's voice trembled: "Am I? ”

"It's just fake death, there is still breath, I carried her away, gave her some aura, and she lived." The tortoiseshell said calmly: "If you let Chun Tao enter the palace draft, I will demolish you." ”