Mo Feiwei laughed obscenely, and looked at Luo Tianfeng disapplaudedly.

"Beauty, don't be shy." As he spoke, he reached out and touched her face.

Luo Tianfeng looked at him expressionlessly, as if he didn't see the salty pig's trotters stretching out.

With a slight tap of the fingers under the sleeve, a bit of powder wafts into the air.

His wrist twisted slightly, blowing a breeze, and the breeze flowed slowly on Mo Feiwei's body.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, Mo Feiwei's movements suddenly stopped, turned his head to look, and listened to his low curse.

With his palm withdrawn, he looked at Luo Qianfeng with a smile, "Beauty, wait for me." ”

Luo Tianfeng indifferently looked at his figure walking away, and the corners of his mouth hooked a bloodthirsty arc.

As her footsteps moved, she turned to her room, and the sound of a call came to her ears.

"Daddy!"

The footsteps she had just taken stopped, she looked in the direction where the voice came from, her face was slightly to the side, and she glanced at the room where Luo Zi was, and then walked out.

Walking out of her small yard, she realized that the whole place was not very big.

The house is very simple, and the furnishings are very simple, and it does not look like a big family.

However, their surname is Mo, and Luo Qianfeng thought of Mo Lingxuan.

Mo Lingxuan is also from Dongmu Country, maybe the two families have a direct relationship, maybe this is the side branch of the Mo family.

It is normal for the side branches of the extended family to be scattered all over the place.

Walking through the simple courtyard, you can already see the gate, and there are many people standing outside the gate.

Luo Tianfeng walked over slowly, listening to the subtle voice.

At the door of Mo's house, the two teams are-for-tat!

In the Mo family's team, Mo Lin was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was supported by Mo Feili.

Standing across from them, the man at the head looked to be about twenty years old, with an arrogant face, and his hand was almost pointed at Morin's face.

"Mo Lin, I heard that you recently picked another Lower Cultivation Spirit Grass in the Forest of Immortality?" The words are arrogant, and the meaning is meaningful.

The meaning of what he said sounded more like you got the Spirit Cultivation Grass, so you have to hand over the Spirit Cultivation Grass to me!

"What, uncle, you've dug up the Spirit Cultivation Grass again recently!" Mo Feiwei exclaimed.

Damn, what kind of luck did this old immortal have, he actually picked the spiritual cultivation grass again and again!

This spiritual cultivation grass doesn't look very good, and it doesn't usually be of much use, but when the soul is injured and something goes wrong with the spiritual power during cultivation, it can be used to heal.

But that day, he didn't even think about it, so he gave it to the little beauty.

"No, I don't have any spiritual cultivation grass here!" Maureen flatly denied it.

If you admit it, today's events will be even more entangled!

"Dare to say no, did you give that old immortal?" Mo Feiwei said with a hideous gaze.

I don't say anything to the little beauty, I didn't expect him to give the old one such a precious thing!

"What? Given to it? Maureen, who did you give it to? The man opposite them had a sinking face, and he gave it to him!

Such a good thing, he actually gave it to someone else!

"Su Yixing, what does this have to do with you, this is my Mo family's thing!" Mo Feiwei turned his head and shouted, what kind of thing is he!

"What are you talking about, Mo Feiwei, do you want to die? Come on, call me, and see what great they can do with the Mo family! Su Yixing roared angrily.

When the group of people behind him heard the order, they all rushed over and raised their fists to hit someone!

"Stop!"

Just as the fist was about to fall, a cold rebuke sounded.