Gu Qianli felt that if she didn't sleep, Mo Ziqian would definitely not sleep, so he thought of letting him sleep on the soft couch and she sleeping on the chair.

Mo Ziqian saw that she was like a fox all the time, nested together, and laughed: "How can I say it, you are also 1.72 meters tall, how can you make such an action?" ”

In modern times, Gu Qianli is this tall.

"Why can't I make such a move?" Gu Qianli rolled his eyes at him, yawned and said, "I'm really a little sleepy, sleep!" ”

In the past few days back in Kyoto, she has not slept well.

Mo Ziqian saw that the sleepiness in her eyes was not pretending, so he snorted and didn't talk much.

Originally, Gu Qianli thought that Nangong Lie would definitely not be able to sleep, but this was not the case, after she finished talking to Mo Ziqian, she had already fallen into a daze.

After a while, she was completely asleep.

When she let out a steady breath, Mo Ziqian, who was sleeping on the soft couch, opened her eyes, and then made sure that she was asleep, then sat up, got off the soft couch, and came to her.

He looked condescendingly at the woman nested together, at her beautiful sleeping face, condensed skin, and he couldn't help but stretch out to her face.

"Mo Gongzi, if I were you, I would never stretch out my hand." Platinum's voice, behind him, sounded faintly.

And the sword in Platinum's hand naturally stretched out towards him.

Mo Ziqian looked at such platinum and took out a porcelain vase from his arms.

When the porcelain vase was opened, the sleeping Gu Qianli immediately looked like he was about to wake up.

This is a martial arts practitioner against danger. Sensitivity.

Mo Ziqian's eyes were quick, and he put the open porcelain bottle in front of her nose and sniffed it.

Gu Qianli, who was about to wake up just now, fell asleep again.

Bai Jin narrowed his eyes slightly: "What did you do to Miss Gu?" ”

Although he also knew that he wouldn't do anything to Gu Qianli, he couldn't help but ask.

Mo Ziqian didn't explain this matter to him, but slowly stood up.

At this moment, Bai Jin saw another breath on Mo Ziqian's body.

A very strong, oppressive aura spreads throughout the room.

Platinum frowned, he suddenly felt that the man in front of him was really capable of pretending.

Mo Ziqian looked at Bai Jin, and then at the long sword in his hand, and had to state one fact: "I don't know martial arts, but it doesn't mean that I will let your sword point at me again and again." ”

A flick of his sleeve, something, flew out of his sleeve.

Then, Platinum's eyes widened and he looked at the gentle man in front of him: "You ......"

He watched as his sword turned into a pile of powder in front of him.

He had heard of turning the living into a pool of blood, but he had never seen a sword turn into a pile of powder.

Turning a living person into a pool of blood was what he saw when he investigated An Erxi this time.

The waves in his heart were turbulent, and he pretended to be calm on his face: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a person from the Medicine King Valley." ”

Whether he is genuinely flattering or hypocritical, it doesn't matter to Mo Ziqian.

"What you just said, I'll correct it for you now."

Platinum is a little unclear.

Mo Ziqian looked at him and said word by word: "She didn't belong to anyone before, and she doesn't belong to anyone now." ”

Platinum didn't understand what he meant at first.