230, Hancheng meets

Mo Tong raised his hand and slapped the cement bar on the side of the (body shēn), only to see the cement bar shatter in response. The onlookers suddenly realized that the proprietress was the real victim, after all, this slap directly smashed the cement table, and the glass door was not a problem at all!

Mo Tong's toughness directly scared the proprietress into a scowl, and she immediately slipped off the stool and collapsed to the ground.

The so-called people are afraid of the wicked, the ghosts are afraid of the evil ghosts, the ink pupil has already done evil, and the proprietress has no courage to entangle again except for fear.

I was thinking of eating something and having a good time, but being so indiscriminately troubled, Mo Tong had no appetite. Leaving the noodle shop, on the unfamiliar street, although Hauni is prosperous, there is no place for her.

I want to be able to accommodate her in this life, but the master's lonely island.

In the unfamiliar streets of November, some chilly winds are blowing in all directions, and the leaves of the trees that cannot withstand the winter fall all over the ground under the cold wind. There are still many people coming and going on the road, some of them are talking, some are laughing, some are burying their heads forward, and some are at a loss......

Mo Tong found a bench and sat down, carefully checking the rest of the bracelet, except for the precious names/utensils that her master had collected, some of her own clothes and shoes, and everything else. Since the last time she was dragged away by the Mo family and scattered her spiritual power, this bracelet has fallen into the hands of others, and in this world, apart from her, only Feng Yiling can open it.

Her things, Feng Yiling basically won't touch them, and she may not have used it for a long time, and the wear and tear in it that needs to be replaced will naturally be forgotten!

Hey, without [silence], you can only rely on yourself for everything, which is really laborious and laborious!

Mo Tong leaned on the bench and suddenly felt depressed, and now that everything was piling up, she didn't know where to start. It is always said that the long-term plan is considered and the long-term plan is discussed, but how long does this long have to be considered long, so that all those accidents can be included in the bureau? Can you finish the calculation and talk about it?

This kind of brain-shackling thing is really more laborious than reading other people's messages!

The ink pupil has a sad heart, and the person is hidden in the shade of the tree and blends into the darkness. Occasionally, the light and shadow falling from the leaves are sprinkled around her, bright and uncertain, the facial features are difficult to distinguish, the cloak is scattered, and she is dressed in red, so a white (日rì) ghost picture!

The frightened good deeds spread by word of mouth, for a time, one to ten, ten to hundred, there is a female ghost here, it is really terrifying! Before returning home, the night traveler saw this red light, so he went straight to the distance.

For everyone's discussion, although Mo Tong has heard about it, she doesn't plan to explain or clarify anything, she just wants to sit stupidly for a while, looking at the rainbow in the distance and the night quietly!

Her life is really rare and quiet!

It's true!

Before her heart was still, her spirit had not yet dispersed, and two ghost hands covered her eyes from behind! Conscious contact allowed his message to come directly.

Mo Tong opened his hand and looked back, under the light of the shattered shadow of the tree, his face was the same as the moon, more and more similar to Mingfei!

Mo Tong suddenly felt that his face hurt, and it hurt hotly! For fear that he would be rewarded with another slap, the next agitator stood up directly! Feng Weiyang didn't expect Mo Tong to react like this, and he didn't expect it for a while

Avoid it! Caught off guard by the collision of the two heads, that is called a sound, that Mars is bright, it is estimated that it is at least a brain concussion ((swing dàng) dàng)!

Mo Tong covered his head, feeling that his eyes were blooming, and his IQ must have dropped a lot!

Feng Weiyang also covered his head, tears rolling directly in his eyes!

The joy of reunion after a long absence instantly turned into four eyes and speechless.

Embarrassing!

After a long time, Feng Weiyang put down his hand, quietly wiped away the tears that he couldn't hold back, pulled up a tearful smile, and asked:

"Why are you so excited, haven't you seen me for a long time and missed me?!"

Mo Tong put down his hand and took a closer look at Feng Weiyang, as the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black, this special person has been with Qin Anmoxibustion for a long time, and he can run a train on his mouth! In his expectant gaze, Mo Tong said lightly, "You are becoming more and more similar to Mingfei." "I'm not excited, I'm so scared!

"Uh", the smile on Feng Weiyang's face gradually solidified, and the whole person was stunned, who was Mingfei, and he didn't know what grievances she had with Mo Tong. But since she said that they were becoming more and more similar, it was not a good thing to think about it!

The last two times she was controlled by the scarlet demon bead tyrannized her, this is more and more similar, if it completely becomes the so-called Mingfei, their (love qíng) friendship is afraid that it will be broken!

The more Feng Weiyang thought about it, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help but tearfully say, "I'm sorry! It's all my fault, I hurt you! If I am controlled by that demon bead and hurt you again in the future, you will directly kill me! Of course, in my conscious situation, even if I kill myself, I won't hurt you again! ”

Mo Tong took a half step back and shook his head, "Do you think I'll believe in your evil?" ”

Feng Weiyang pursed his mouth, and the tears in his eyes were about to be uncontained. Seeing that he was possessed by a crying god, and his sorrow (desire yù) was so desperate that he was dying, Mo Tong couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and immediately changed his words, "I believe it!" ”

"I believe it!"

Feng Weiyang burst into tears and laughed, "Really? ”

Mo Tong nodded, "It can't be true!" ”

Although Mo Tong pretended to be extremely serious and honest, Feng Weiyang didn't believe it. After all, he tyrannized her twice in a row, and caused her to be trapped in the Mo family, and she was almost whitewashed. If anyone tells him that he is pure and good, he will not believe it.

But he's really pure and good, not pretending!

Seeing that the ink pupils were scattered, one (body shēn) was embarrassed, and his face was still gray, Feng Wei raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and took two steps forward and reached out to drag her over. This time, Mo Tong didn't hide again, and let him drag him.

On the night of November, the air was a little cold, Feng Weiyang directly escorted Mo Tong into the car, and took a blanket to cover her, and at the same time turned on the air conditioner, turned up the temperature in the carriage, and asked while starting the car:

"How did you get here? What's going on? Isn't it supposed to be with my dear (love) minister? Where is he? ”

Mo Tong leaned on the backrest, his eyes looked at the Hauni flashing quickly outside the window, and he sorted out his thoughts and said, "I was brought here by a certain sealing array. As for what's going on, of course, I met a dead pervert in the [Extremely Evil Land] and had a fight, what about your minister, I was knocked out by that dead pervert in the [Extremely Evil Land], and now

Still hanging from a crooked-necked tree on the opposite hill. ”

"Uh-" Thinking of Qin Anmoxibustion's graceful and handsome hanging on a tree with a crooked neck, the picture couldn't bear to look at it directly! Feng Weiyang shuddered, turned the steering wheel and went to the bridge, "Then he-it's okay!" ”

Mo Tong thought about it carefully, "It should be fine." ”

"What is the Worst of Evils? What kind of dead pervert can be so powerful? "Even his dear (love) minister can be knocked out, in his cognition, the ink pupil Qin Anmoxibustion is already the pinnacle of perversion, there are even more perverted than them, think that the strength is not a little strong!

Thinking of this, while waiting for the red light, Feng Weiyang turned his head to look at Mo Tong, and took a closer look at the upper and lower three roads, "You didn't suffer any internal injuries!" ”

Mo Tong shook his head, his eyes dimmed by two points, "I'm fine, that place and that dead pervert, don't mention it!" ”

Feng Weiyang smiled and nodded, "Okay." "If you don't mention it, you won't mention it.

Seeing the increasing traffic outside the window, the more dazzling and prosperous Hauni became, and the more things were placed in the roadside window displays, Mo Tong retracted his gaze and looked at Feng Weiyang, "Where are we going?" ”

Feng Weiyang tilted his head and smiled, "Go find Brother Jiu." ”

Mo Tong frowned, "He's there too?" ”

Feng Weiyang nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Where is this?"

"Hancheng."

At this moment, more than half a month has passed since the Battle of Rongcheng, although Rongcheng was finally destroyed, under the control of the empire and various forces, this matter did not set off any waves at all. Compared with this period, the most popular thing is that a public figure cheated again, and the wicked person sued his wife first.

This is a common trick used by those in higher positions to deal with these things. I don't know if the world is pretending to be drunk or already drunk, the destruction of a city is no match for the family routine of a bloody triangle!

In Mo Tong's consciousness, time was still stuck after the Battle of Rongcheng, and she seemed to have just jumped down from the terrace of Qin An's moxibustion house. Although I fainted once in the [Extremely Evil Land] halfway, the time definitely didn't exceed half a day. I didn't expect so much time to be away from the present world!

This is also the legend that time can also deceive.

Seeing that Mo Tong's face was at a loss, Feng Weiyang was very understanding and explained the cause and effect of their coming here.

Let's say that after the Battle of Rongcheng, Feng Yiling rested for two hours at Qin An's moxibustion house and then sent to Gaoling City by A Xue through the cross-border passage, and then flew directly to the ancestral house of the Feng family.

The clan elders who received the news in advance waited outside the mountain gate early to greet them, and what they were looking forward to was not Feng Yiling, but the core thing of that batch of goods - the demon bead. They thought that Feng Yiling could solve everything, after all, he could solve everything before! I didn't expect to lose my wife and soldiers this time.

Not only did he not get back the demon bead, but he also compensated Mrs. Jinyue, leaving her (body shēn) in a [desperate realm]!

For what happened to Mrs. Jinyue, all the clan elders expressed regret. Although they had heard of the Desperate Realm during their long and undead years, no one could say what it was, what it was, and what its effects were.

(身shēn) is a member of the clan elders' association, usually hereditary from their ancestors, many of whom are even spirits

The trick can't be opened, and the elders can participate in the deliberations and decision-making, all by virtue of the previous generation.

And the ancestral (尹yīn) virtue will eventually have exhaustion (日rì), for example, now!

In their boiling discussion about how to punish Feng Yiling, after all, it was Feng Yiling who failed to complete the task, causing the core things to fall into the hands of others, even if he was the head of the family, he made a mistake and should be guilty of the same crime as the common people!

It's a pity that this time Feng Yiling is no longer a dough that can be kneaded and kneaded, and the warmth (affection) on his face gradually faded, leaving only the cold and chill like the wind and frost. When they unanimously decided to abolish the authority of the head of his house and give him forty boards, he sat on the throne and slammed the cup in his hand on the table.

Hearing the movement, all the people quieted down and turned their eyes to Feng Yiling. The porcelain cup was broken, and the tea stains did not flow out and formed ice and snow and solidified on the table. Some young people, who were not as old as Feng Yiling and had not opened the spiritual aperture to cultivate spiritual power, were instantly frightened and speechless.

(End of chapter)