142. Extraordinarily red-eyed

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

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

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

"She's gone—"

The beggar wrapped his arms around Qin Anmoxi's waist, played with his long hair, and said to himself, gradually, from the meaningless words, he revealed a violent (情qíng) thread-

"It's all because of you!"

"You killed my sister!"

"You killed my sister!"

"I'm going to beat you to death! Shoot you! ”……

As he spoke, the beggar raised his fist and slammed it on Qin Anmoxibustion.

Qin Anmoxibustion, who was hit by Qing (春chūn) on the waist, was a little confused ((forced bī) bī), why did God always oppose him like this? Hey, he must be too handsome and beautiful! Jealous of the heavens!

Qin Anzhu avoided the beggar's fist, and wanted to grab him and throw him out with his backhand, but the beggar was slippery than a loach, and he slipped off his hand several times.

Qin Anmoxibustion showed a playful smile on his face, this crazy beggar whose IQ has been eaten by dogs can actually take several tricks in his hands, is this a broken waste?

This beggar's brain circuit must be different, it is necessary to knock it open to see how it is connected, born or acquired. If it is acquired, can the brains of the rest of the people be transformed in the same way? Well, good idea......

Looking at Qin Anmoxibustion, who was playing with the crazy beggar, Mo Tong lost his breath, turned (shēn) and left, just as if he was a psychopath, don't pay attention, don't pay attention!

Seeing that the ink pupil was far away, Qin Anmoxibustion suddenly fell into a dilemma, he was reluctant to give up the ink pupil, and he was reluctant to bear the head of the beggar. Thinking for five seconds, decisiveness or ink pupils are more important, dissecting ink pupils and discovering her innate ability can be regarded as the ultimate cause of his life. You must know that the combat power can be equal to him, and the one who is not yet seduced by him, Mo Tong is the first.

There is always a little curiosity about such a special being.

This beggar is so abrasive that he is willing to give up his head, but he will not give him up.

Seeing that Qin Anmoxibustion was leaving, he instantly wrapped himself up like psoriasis. The first thing to suffer was Qin Anmoxi's flowing hair that was almost one meter long, unfortunately he was dragged by a crazy beggar, and his wind-like footsteps were dragged so hard! I really washed my eyes.

Feng Weiyang felt a pain in his scalp when he looked at it from the side.

Could it be that Qin Anmoxibustion's weakness is in the hair?

The answer is unknown.

Qin Anmoxibustion was not only stopped by the beggar dragging his hair, but also took a kick from the crazy beggar, and he felt that his world view was refreshed! I saw that on his pretty face like a flower, the smirk turned into coldness at a speed that was visible to the eyes of the (flesh ròu).

It seems necessary to take off his head now!

Seeing Qin Anmoxi's face change, Ye Jian quickly stepped forward and restrained the crazy beggar. He swore that he had absolutely no heart to watch (hot) trouble.

Qin Anmoxibustion retracted his long hair, combed it with his hands, and tidied it up with great pity, condensing the Arctic cold river that had not changed for thousands of years on his clear face.

Ye Jian shuddered, and sure enough, only when he treated Mo Tong he had a smile, a stupid smile, and a smirk. And no one else deserves his laughter.

The mad beggar still had Liel in his mouth

Lil screamed, punching and kicking the air. Ye Jian didn't care who Li'er was in the mouth of the crazy beggar, and he didn't care why he was holding on to Qin Anmoxibustion, he only cared about whether Qin Anmoxibustion would go on a killing spree here, and how he would end up killing people in the big sky.

This may be a manifestation of Feng Yange's (Yin yīn) scheme.

Fortunately, Qin Anmoxibustion's sanity is still there.

He only glared coldly at the mad beggar, and the mad beggar was like a wild dog hit by a rock, neither barking nor arrogant.

In his chaotic and confused eyes, he didn't seem to understand why "Lil" had become so terrifying.

Seeing that the crazy beggar was instigated, Ye Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and slowly let go of his hand, and the crazy beggar was like a puddle of mud on the ground, holding his head in his hands and shouting in fear, "Don't eat me" and "I don't know anything......

In the occasional interval when he didn't scream, looking at Qin Anmoxibustion, who was gradually moving away, stretched out his hand, wanting to grab it, but as if he had been burned by a soldering iron, he shrank back timidly.

The fear gradually disappeared with Qin Anmoxibustion, and the crazy beggar sat on the ground, and began the next round of stupidity, crying and laughing for a while, and calling "Li'er" crazy and making trouble in his mouth.

Qin Anjiu caught up with Mo Tong and forcefully turned Mo Tong into the car that went to their branch. Feng Yange's eyeliner followed them until their car drove into the branch gate, and then quietly disappeared.

Along the way, in order to prevent the "third battle" between Qin Anjiu and Mo Tong, Ye Jian deliberately separated the two, and also betrayed Feng Weiyang.

Hearing Ye Jian's secret, Qin Anmoxibustion showed a honey/juice smile on his face, and he didn't bother Mo Tong, and began to annoy Feng Weiyang, his younger brother Feng Yiling.

Mo Tong is Feng Yiling's junior sister, Qin Anjiu has long known from Ye Jian, what he is curious about is who they are learning from, what Mo Tong's talent is, how old he is, whether he can be married, see how he is.

Now there are a few more, what is the relationship with Mo Xinyu, and what is the relationship with the Mo family!

A man's wife is more annoying than a woman's.

God is really (love) joking, and gave Qin Anmoxibustion a gossip heart that is completely inconsistent with his cold and noble temperament.

Feng Weiyang smiled bitterly, where did he know the answers to these gossips. Ye Jian was lip syncing behind Qin Anmoxibustion, asking Feng Weiyang to make things up casually, their minister is usually good anywhere, but when he meets Mo Tong, he is not good anywhere.

This is the cure of the disease. But Qin Anmoxibustion is enjoying it.

People can go crazy if they are too obsessed with something, and the ink pupil is the thing that makes Qin Anmoxibustion crazy. It's not so much a thing as a robbery. He is too obsessed with everything about her, and he wants to know everything about her, so Mo Tong is his calamity. It is a catastrophe that can detach him from the world and set off waves in his heart.

It's a pathology.

I'm afraid I won't be able to quit in this life.

The great battle that was about to break out during the day was interrupted by the appearance of the mad beggar, and in the evening it was made up!

The reason is that Qin Anmoxibustion shamelessly stripped himself naked and ran to the ink pupil's (bed chuáng) to wait.

Hearing the news, Ye Jian was simply shocked.

Is his dear minister really crazy?

Overstimulated?

that

The battle broke out without giving everyone any buffer time. Like a divine beast crossing the heavens, the fight was so tragic that the members of the branch were instantly stunned ((forced bī) bī), and at the same time lost their dormitories, canteens, and even office buildings. Most of the surface buildings were destroyed by the Great War. Qin Anmoxibustion was even more conquered by Mo Tong stepping on the ground and singing.

Of course, this is thanks to Feng Yiling's sudden appearance, and the one-on-one singles turned into a two-man mesh. The situation of two draws in World War II finally became three battles and two draws due to the appearance of Feng Yiling, and Mo Tong won one victory.

As long as you can win, you don't need to care about the means.

Qin Anmoxibustion was beaten down, which made Feng Weiyang a little happy, after all, Ya's mouth was too damaged, and her temper and behavior were even more eccentric, and he didn't like him very much. If it weren't for his lack of strength, he would have wanted to beat him. It's just that I'm happy, and my heart suddenly becomes mixed again. Especially the arrival of Feng Yiling.

The clan is very idle, running around with nothing to do, there is really no sense of responsibility as the head of the clan!!

Qin Anmoxibustion was unwilling to be beaten by his brother and sister, especially after seeing Feng Yiling, the whole person was not good, and his aura changed in an instant. is no longer the stupid madness of the dead skin and the obsessed with the ink pupil, and it has become extremely cold. A pair of eyes are like stars in the distant sky, as if they have seen through everything in the world, faint, different from the coldness of Feng Yiling's ice talent that is thousands of miles away, but the mysterious coldness that is out of reach and has no sense (emotion).

Qin Anmoxibustion got up from the ground and patted the ash on the (body shēn), the white and slender fingers were like jade, and they were dusted on (body shēn), like Xizi Huansha, where there was any worldly dust.

"You are Feng Yiling, the first time we met, in Xia Qin'an."

Without waiting for Feng Yiling to answer, Qin Anmoxi's gaze turned to Mo Tong, "Since it's her senior brother, let's go head-to-head!" ”

"Okay." Feng Yiling replied.

"Ten minutes later, the night will not return."

Qin Anmoxibustion put down his words and strode towards the ruins, and at the end, he didn't forget to coldly threaten Mo Tong, "If you didn't come, you know." ”

Mo Tong felt that his skull was not bruised, and it was about to explode. There is a Qin Anmoxibustion who is already annoying, and now he has come to Feng Yiling again. Seeing the ink pupils, Feng Yiling put away his coldness and smiled gently, like a flower blooming in an instant.

"Did it hurt?"

Mo Tong shook his head.

Ten minutes later, the night did not return.

Going with Feng Yiling Motong were Ye Jian, Feng Weiyang and a little brother in the branch.

The waiter took them directly to the VIP private room on the top floor, and as soon as he pushed the door open, dozens of colorful beauties knelt on the ground to serve Qin Anmoxibustion.

Qin Anzhu sat in the center of the sofa like an emperor, and in just ten minutes, he had already changed into a (body shēn) dark robe, his long hair was lightly curled, and a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at everyone obliquely, and then he kicked the woman at his feet, and the woman understood that she would kneel to the table and start pouring wine.

It wasn't until all the glasses on the entire long table were filled that the woman knelt at Qin Anmoxibustion's feet again, and handed over a glass of wine with a look of enjoyment and respect.

Qin Anmoxibustion raised his hand and hooked Feng Yiling, but Feng Yiling didn't move, just stood coldly in place. Qin Anmoxibustion was neither annoyed nor angry, and raised his head to drink the wine in the cup

Later, he walked towards Feng Yiling.

"What's the matter, the Feng family master doesn't dare to fight?" The voice moistened by wine is like the song of the Siren, beautiful and bewildering. The dark eyes reflected the flickering lights in the room, like the stars, which made people fall involuntarily.

Feng Weiyang, who was standing on the side of the ink pupil (body shēn), suddenly felt dizzy and his head was swollen, and countless Qin Anmoxibustion appeared in front of him. immediately leaned towards the ink pupil, but unfortunately the ink pupil was not in the position he saw at all, and fell to the ground directly. Then he also followed in the footsteps of the little brother, crawling at the feet of Qin Anmoxibustion like a pug, enjoying himself.

Feng Yiling's eyes sank, and he was very displeased, although the ink pupils were no different, it was difficult to protect himself from this natural charm.

"Is Minister Qin going to fight like this?"

"If you talk about glorification, admit defeat below."

Qin Anjiu threw away the wine glass in his hand and smiled lightly, "If you lose, drink the wine on the table!" ”

"Not a drop left!"

(set tào) road!

Shouldn't we be more polite?

Feng Yiling didn't speak, walked to the table and drank the wine glass. At this moment, Ye Jian, who was struggling, finally fell into the natural charm of their minister and turned into a pug.

How many innocent men and girls have been harmed by Qin Anmoxibustion in this way over the years!

(End of chapter)