"Brother Jin, it's been dealt with, let's go."

Murong Xuan returned the jade bottle to Mo Jinyi after giving the old man the medicine and covering the quilt, and looked at him as if he wanted to slip away, and he didn't have any intention of staying and taking care of it at all.

For Murong Xuan's reaction, Mo Jinyi only felt a little surprised, and he thought that the other party would stay without hesitation.

"Murong what are you?" Raise your eyebrows, as if to ask if you don't plan to stay?

Murong Xuan didn't speak, but looked at the long box at the head of the bed, and then blinked his eyes and asked, "Brother Jin, can you bet on anything?" ”

Mo Jinyi nodded, "Uh-huh." ”

"You can take it as long as you want, right?" Murong Xuan asked again.

"Uh-huh, yes, if the other party doesn't give it, you can grab it, of course, as long as you grab it, you win."

Murong Xuan nodded as if he didn't understand, then walked to the head of the bed under the gaze of Mo Jinyi, and picked up the box on it, "Then I want this." ”

Ink brocade: ......

"Grandpa, I'm Murong Xuan, I want this, if you agree, then nod, if you don't agree, then you speak." Murong Xuan said to himself.

Ink brocade: ......

It feels weird, but I can't say it.

"Grandpa, if you don't speak, then I'll take your consent, and I want this." Receiving the box into the ring, the action is called a natural.

Ink brocade: ......

I don't know why, Mo Jinyi thought, maybe Murong Xuan is not as simple as he thinks, at least not at present.

Murong Xuan put away the box, and then felt that something was strange, looked at the old man lying on the bed, and after finding that there was nothing, he looked at Mo Jinyi again, and was a little puzzled after seeing Mo Jinyi's expression.

"Brother Jin, what's wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Jinyi said that he felt better, so he shook his head, "It's okay, I just think, um, maybe your master and I, our palace master's education method is some, um, special, um, very special." ”

Originally, he wanted to talk about his father, but he didn't say it when the words came to his mouth, because not many people knew his identity, and there was a feeling of embarrassment when he nodded, as if he was hypnotizing himself.

"Special?" Murong Xuan's puzzled face, his mind flashed through his master's education method, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, "Why do you say special?" ”

"It's just pretty special." Mo Jinyi didn't want to say anything more, can't it be said that the babies taught by the two of them actually look serious, but they are not serious at all.

Take Yungui as an example, looking at the appearance of a good baby and a handsome man, but a good baby, will he drug people in the face at every turn? Will a handsome man pick a painful fight when he fights? Will a pretty guy tear someone apart at every turn?

Well, then even if it is, then which of them do you think is a real serious master?

Bandit Junru?

Tatsu Fei Lu?

Or is he a brocade robe?

Come on, none of the babies in their floating dust palace are really serious, all of them are fake and serious.

In addition, Mo Qing himself is also a fake and serious, so his friend is not very serious, otherwise he would not have taught Murong Xuan a simple doll with serious nonsense.

"What's so special, I don't think it's anything special." Murong Xuan didn't understand.

"Mm-hmm, nothing special, just stupid." Mo Jinyi said that he had given up struggling, after all, he didn't have any tacit understanding with Murong Xuan, and no matter how much he looked at him, he would only feel that your eyes were in the sand.

"Let's go, go to the next house, I have a little itchy hands and want to fight."

Mo Jinyi said that he was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would not be able to help but beat up Murong Xuan, a stupid melon.

"Okay." Murong Xuan, who got something he liked, said that he listened to Mo Jinyi.

What Mo Jinyi and Murong Xuan didn't know was that at the moment they left, the old man who was originally lying on the bed got up in the next second, "The disciples of this class are really more interesting than the other, right, Mo Lao." ”

As soon as the old man's words stopped, he saw another old man suddenly appear at the head of the bed, looking at the old man on the bed with a smile, "Yo roar, isn't this Old Man Lin, what's the matter, what does it feel like to be taken by your son's beloved disciple with a three-grade soul grass?" ”

Speaking of this, Lin Lao's whole person was a little depressed, he originally planned to come to see this big competition, because he heard that his daughter-in-law's son, who was carefully guarded by the apprentice, also went down the mountain to participate in this big competition, so he turned around on the way back to the sect to come to the bandit country.

He noticed it when they knocked on the girl's door, and thought that he had lost the bet, so he set up a game for himself, and wanted to see how his son's disciple was doing, and what was the result?

Good guy, good is good, but how do you feel a little naïve, and that brain doesn't seem to be much like ordinary people.

The most outrageous thing is that he actually took the three-grade soul grass that he specially went to the netherworld to pick, you must know that there are only a few plants in a hundred years, this is good, he only found one, and gave it to the kid.

If you don't speak, I'll let you agree,, Lao Tzu is in a coma, can you speak!

Thinking of this, Lin Lao was stunned for a moment, and then a spirit got up and stood up, "Those two boys already knew that I was pretending to be dizzy, didn't they?" ”

Mo Lao stroked his white beard, "Who knows, after all, not everyone dares to play with the Soul Eater, you just believe in those two dolls, and you are not afraid that they will have nothing to do when the time comes." ”

"Isn't this Mo Lao, and don't underestimate those two boys, do you know who the red dress is?" Lin Lao got up and prepared to drink a cup of tea.

"Who?" Mo Lao also sat down, and then took the tea poured by Lin Lao and drank it unceremoniously.

"Floating Dust Palace, Moqing his son."

"Poof~" Mo Lao squirted out a sip of tea, almost not spraying Lin Lao's face opposite, "Who are you talking about!?" ”

Lin Lao took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, "The Palace Master of the Floating Dust Palace, Mo Qing is his son." ”

The two old men here are discussing the look of this big competition, and the two people who are knocking on the door on the other side say that they don't mean it at all, and they don't know why, they are actually more obedient than the other, and they don't even wave their fists, which makes Mo Jinyi feel very boring, and the bandit style is good, why do they feel like they are collecting protection money.

Phew, the people who collect protection money still have to talk about the fierce lines and twist their necks with their hands, they are good, knock on the door, take things, close the door, nothing, nothing.

Finally, after knocking on the middle room, Mo Jinyi and Murong Xuan finally wanted to knock on the only upper room where they had bet and lost, but they were just ......

Mo Jinyi knocked on the door and turned his head a little embarrassed, "That, Murong, let's go up first, it seems that we are busy here." ”

"Busy?" Murong Shi looked puzzled, "What are you busy with?" ”

Embarrassed and embarrassed, Mo Jinyi didn't know how to explain it at all, he really couldn't tell this simple baby about it.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Xuan was already lying on the door eavesdropping, which made Mo Jinyi's jaw drop without being frightened, and he hurriedly pulled the stupid child away.

"Brother Jin, is that torture in there?"

Ink brocade: ......

"Brother Jin, I just heard a woman's cry inside, are we going to save him?"

Ink brocade: ......

"Brother Jin, why don't you speak?"

Ink brocade: ......

What do you want me to say?

Do you want me to tell you that you are doing push-ups and sit-ups and other exercise positions?

Do you want me to tell you that they are sweating, rubbing, hurting each other?

"There's an exchange of martial arts inside, so let's not bother." I almost pinched my throat in one breath Sure enough, I don't have the strength to lie with the simple baby at all, only the full of weakness and helplessness.

Murong Xuan still didn't understand much, but he also nodded, "Since it's an exchange of martial arts, then let's not bother, let's go directly to the upper floor." ”

Mo Jinyi nodded, and pulled Murong Xuan, a stupid boy, upstairs, he had to leave with this baby quickly, so as not to stain their ears.

On the fourth floor, Yun Guizheng was lying on his side on the bed, his hair was scattered so casually, lazily and wickedly drooping his red eyes, looking at Ji Yao in red gauze who was kneeling underneath.

"Tell me, why did you follow?" It sounded a little weak, and only Ji Yao, who was kneeling on the side of the bed with her head down, knew that the other party was a little impatient.

"Gong, Gongzi." Ji Yao didn't dare to look up, "Didn't Gongzi acquiesce?" ”

"Oh? Am I acquiescing? "Lazy and wicked, like the wine smoked with roses.

"Yes, before leaving, Childe, you gave me two vials of blood, and you said that one vial was for me." Ji Yao still didn't dare to raise her head, so she could only say calmly, she knew that he hated the weak.

"Hmph, it seems that he is not a person who knows nothing." sneered, and that smile made Ji Yao tremble in fright.

"Gong, childe?"

Yun Gui got up, stepped on the floor barefoot, and then walked up to Ji Yao, ignoring the waves under the red veil, raised his hand, pinched Ji Yao's chin and forced her to look up, "This skin bag is really good, especially this face." ”

Ji Yao raised her head, only feeling a little pain in her jaw, but she didn't dare to say anything, especially under the gaze of those red eyes, she only felt that her soul seemed to be trembling and afraid, she didn't know whether she was right or wrong to follow.

On the day she left Phoenix, Yungui gave her two vials of blood to choose, and she chose to drink it and came out, but now it seems that she is a little confused again, and she always feels that she shouldn't have come out with her before she understands the situation.

"Tsk, dirty."

Yun Guiyi shook off his hand, then casually picked up the clean new tablecloth on the side and wiped his hands, and then under Ji Yao's gaze, the handkerchief that wiped her hands instantly burned into ashes, so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.

"Say, you know what I want to hear." He blew his hand absently, as if blowing away the ashes that didn't exist, and then returned to the bed and lay on his side casually, as if lying on the throne.

Ji Yao nodded, just knelt in place and replied, she didn't dare to raise her head, in her heart, Yungui was already a terrifying existence that was enough to make her afraid by breathing, she originally had other ideas, but now it seems that all she can do is surrender......