141. Qin's moxibustion

Mo Tong pushed away Qin Anmoxibustion, raised his hand to take the business card, clamped it on his fingertips, and turned into ashes with a flick of his wrist and went away with the wind.

"Thank you Miss Mo for your kindness, but your father is your father, just look at it."

"More than ten years have passed, I haven't changed, but you have changed a lot, and you're thirty!"

Mo Xinyu, who was still smirking, instantly stiffened his smile, a little uncontrollable, and wanted to run away. And Mo Tong just said and left, without dragging his feet.

Seeing that Mo Tong was as poisonous as ever, Mo Xinyu was speechless, his face was as black as charcoal, Qin An's moxibustion was not passed, he deserved to be a little black! Inexplicably kind-hearted (情qíng), the naughty slightly raised hand shook at Feng Yan Gemo's heart, and also turned (body shēn) to leave.

Following the ink pupil, Qin Anmoxibustion naturally reached out and wrapped his hand around her waist. It's rare that there was no opposition, and it seems that this play has done enough!

Seeing Qin Anmoxibustion's hand on Mo Tong's waist, Feng Weiyang couldn't wait to pull him down, but because of the burning eyes of the two people behind him, he had to hold back the blood in his heart and unanimously confront the enemy.

Turning the alley, as soon as he left Feng Yange's line of sight, Mo Tong slapped Qin Anmoxi's hand away and took two quick steps forward, keeping his distance.

Qin Anmoxibustion was not happy, and rushed to Mo Tong faster, blocking Mo Tong's hands and pinching his waist and saying angrily:

"Xiao Hei, you little conscienceless, are you going to cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey! It's a shame that I defended you so much just now, and tore my face with the eldest lady of the Mo family, so you repay me like this? ”

Mo Tong glanced coldly at Qin Anmoxibustion, who was blocking the road with his waist crossed, and without any explanation, he bypassed sideways (body shēn).

Qin Anmoxibustion, who didn't get any valuable information from Mo Tong's cold eyes, grabbed Mo Tong's hand, and once again pinched his throat and said, "Anyway, I just saved you!" ”

"There is no way to repay the grace of saving your life, don't you plan to promise it with (身shēn)?"

Ink Pupil: ......

"You just don't want to talk to me today, do you?"

"Is it because he's so indifferent to me?" Qin An's moxibustion was in trouble, dragging the ink pupil with one hand and pointing at Feng Weiyang with the other, like a wronged little daughter-in-law, pouting and continuing to sprinkle (Jiaojiāo), "You are so innocent to me, it must be because of this little white face!" Hum! I'm angry! ”

Thanks to Qin Anmoxibustion, he has long hair, and his appearance is extremely delicate and beautiful.

Mo Tong felt a blue pain in her brain, of course, it was not only her who had this reaction, but also Feng Weiyang and Ye Jian who were present. If you talk about white faces, everyone present can't compare to him!

Mo Tong didn't want to entangle with Qin Anmoxibustion, who was having a mad neurotic attack, so he slapped his hand away and continued to move forward, but saw Qin Anmoxibustion instantly pounce on Feng Weiyang, and looked at the upper and lower three roads carefully, "But his face is not whiter than mine, and his (body) section is not as good as my Yushu Linfeng, and his ability and power are even less than mine, where do you like him!" ”

As he spoke, he wrapped his ink pupils again, "Do you like the talent of the water system?" How have I never heard of it before! Water talent isn't for you, in fact, my talent is good! ”

"Also, people with talent in this water system are too watery, not good!"

"Have you recently been blinded by an eye injury?"

"Hey, even if you're blind, the quality of this guy isn't good, you can smell it with your nose!"

Hearing this, Mo Tong didn't react, but Feng Weiyang's heart was like ashes, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill down. He has long been defiled, and he can't talk about anything good or bad at all.

Qin Anmoxibustion didn't think about it so much, he was still obsessed with Mo Tong, chattering: "Marry me, I am willing to use the seventh department as a dowry." ”

"I can learn from your heart, the moon can be watched, and you are only a little black in this life and this life!" Qin Anmoxibustion grabbed Mo Tong's hand and held it in the palm of his hand, his eyes were sparkling like autumn water, and he confessed deeply (affectionately).

Feng Weiyang turned his face away, as if he heard the sound of heartbreak. Maybe it's good for them to be together too. This man has nothing else wrong except that he is older and talks more nonsense, and he looks good and has power, if Mo Tong likes him - Mo Tong likes him, otherwise why would he come all the way here!

Mo Tong slapped Qin Anmoxibustion's hand away with his backhand, and said coldly, "Are we acquainted, I know you?!" ”

Qin Anmoxibustion glared, "We are not familiar with each other?" It doesn't matter, who doesn't go from uncooked to cooked! If you marry me, you will be more familiar in the future! ”

As he spoke, he pouted and kissed Mo Tong, but he was slapped on the wall by Mo Tong with his backhand and couldn't pick it off. The image of a peerless beauty in the wind of the jade tree was gone, and Feng Weiyang and Ye Jian were stunned.

Thinking of Qin Anmoxibustion's perverted technique, Ye Jian dragged Feng Weiyang and secretly took a few steps back.

I saw Qin Anmoxibustion struggling to pull himself off the wall, standing aside and looking at Mo Tong, still smiling between his eyebrows and eyes, but he couldn't smile with a little coldness in his eyes.

"It's not good for a woman to hit someone!"

"Especially a handsome and beautiful man like me, I will be punished by heaven!"

Before Qin Anmoxibustion finished speaking, the ink pupil (yin yīn) who was walking overturned in the ditch, stepped on the (yin yīn) manhole cover and fell into the sewer.

Qin Anmoxibustion took two steps forward, bent down to look at the dark and deep sewer, and said regretfully, "Xiao Hei, look, you have handed in your bad luck!" ”

"Only by marrying me can you wash away bad luck!"

"Do you want to think about it?"

A minute later, Mo Tong jumped up from the sewer with a murderous face, looking at Qin Anmoxibustion, a pair of calm eyes suddenly filled with turbulent waves.

"Qin Anmoxibustion, you are sick!"

"Didn't you take your medicine when you went out? Get married, get married, you're faint! ”

"Du Nima is forty years old and still sells cuteness with folds all over his face, who are you blinding!"

"Just like you, you see a (love ài) a virtue (sex xìng), you tell yourself, how many goblins and monsters have been harmed by carrying this human skin pit over the years to marry you!"

"Which one is not dragged by you to dissect the next day, and Nima will enhance the feeling (love qíng) and produce true (love)!"

"Really (love) your uncle, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Mo Tong said, rolled up his sleeves and slapped him again. Qin Anmoxibustion side (body shēn) dodged, sticking to the root of the wall on the side, like a cat with a hair (情 qíng), suddenly sticking out his tongue, frivolously ((licking tiǎn) tiǎn) lips, and throwing a wink at the ink pupil, which can be called a peerless wave ((swing dàng) dàng), "Don't worry, I am true to you."

(Love ài), I won't dissect you the next day! ”

"It's going to be the third day!"

"Besides, you see me so beautiful, peerless face, no matter how much I can be better than this little white face! You don't lose money marrying me! ”

"I can also unearth your talent and transform it to the strongest!"

Speaking of talent, Qin Anmoxi's face showed madness, he had coveted Mo Tong's ability and talent for ten years.

Ye Jian suddenly had a headache.

This boss must have taken too much medicine when he went out today, otherwise where would there be so much nonsense! According to his urine (sex xìng) to (日rì), this seems to be directly dragged back to the seventh department. If you want to, treat each other with courtesy, and if you don't, you will be able to solve it violently.

There is a lot of nonsense today, is it because you can't beat it?

I heard Xiaobai say that when they went to look for him some time ago, Mo Tong got a Rausch bead in a different space. I think it's a long time.

looked at Qin Anmoxibustion's obsession with the ink pupil. Suddenly, he had a hint of sympathy (affection) for Qin Anmoxibustion.

From the first time they met, he was obsessed with the ink pupil. I don't know if it was deliberate or lucky, they haven't seen each other since that meeting.

Until six years ago, Qin Anjiu couldn't bear this unattainable pain, and issued an "arrest warrant" for Mo Tong, and that time they finally went head-to-head, but it ended in a draw. Just as everyone was about to attack in groups, a mysterious person appeared and took Mo Tong away.

In the seventh department, Ye Jian and Mo Tong had several opportunities to cooperate, so Qin Anzhu always dragged him to analyze the combat data of the two, wanting to take down Mo Tong. The results of countless data analysis are that the abilities of the two are evenly divided, and winning or losing is an accident, depending on luck and combat skills.

Since the last time they met again in Dalian Port, he couldn't detect the fluctuations of spiritual power on the ink pupil (body shēn), and deliberately sensed that there was still a slight leakage of aura, but this time they met, but they couldn't feel it.

At this time, Mo Tong stood there without any difference from an ordinary person. So is this the reason why Qin Anmoxibustion can't wait?

When a spiritual practitioner reaches a certain level of ability, his (身shēn) side will condense the natural genera (性xìng) that match his or her talents, and these genera (性xìng) are part of the spiritual source of the spiritual power that the spiritual practitioner absorbs. And the higher the ability, the more natural genera (性xìng) gathered around it (身shēn), the more spiritual power it can extract. Therefore, a person who is a high cultivator can judge a person's talent from the natural genera (性xìng) that gathers around a person (身shēn).

Four years ago, he couldn't see Mo Tong's talent, and four years later, he couldn't see it. So he was worried about Qin Anmoxibustion. Qin Anmoxibustion also seems to be confused about this, which is why he chose to leave his mouth!

Partial ink pupils are not ordinary people who can make sense by mouth.

Sure enough, the ink pupils, who were so annoyed by Qin An's moxibustion, began to soar with spiritual power as soon as their faces turned dark. Powerful and scorching, the spiritual pressure poured out in an instant.

Seeing that the ink pupils were really moving, Qin Anmoxibustion's innocent face showed a bloodthirsty madness that had not been seen for a long time, and then he also concentrated his mind and calmed down, soaring with spiritual power.

Ye Jian felt that his brain was painful, not only Mo Tong was his nemesis in this life, but also Qin Anmoxibustion. He had already been drawn out of this world, why did he not want to open it and come back!

Look

Feng Weiyang, who was bleeding from one side of his eye, wanted to cry inexplicably!

Just as Qin Anmoxibustion approached the ink pupil step by step, a colorful light appeared in the air distorted by the collision of powerful spiritual power, and seeing that the war was about to break out, a beggar in rags, dilapidated, full of ** breath and couldn't even distinguish between men and women.

At this critical juncture, the beggar was not at all deterred by the soaring spiritual power of these two people, but was a strange person in the world. I saw that the beggar was crazy, smiled stupidly, and suddenly hugged Qin Anmoxibustion, singing and dancing, very happy.

"Lil! Lil! Where have you been? ”

"Li'er, I miss you so much, you know?!"

"Li'er, my sister is gone, why are you gone!"

"I worked so hard to find you, you know?"

"Li'er, Li'er, my sister is gone! My sister is gone! ”

"It's gone, I can't find it!"

"It's gone, it's gone—"

(End of chapter)