Chapter 40: Mo Chen's son

Everyone didn't expect Xiao Qinshuang to dare to make a move, and looked at her in a daze......

"Princess!"

"Princess!"

The shouting behind her didn't make her stop, but rushed towards Xuan Mobao even more resolutely!

Mu Nanzheng's eyes instantly surged with a layer of rich ink, and without hesitation, he raised his feet directly!

"Bang!"

kicked Xiao Qinshuang in the abdomen, and the whole person was kicked out and hit the trunk not far away, and the trunk was also broken......

With a bit of depression and pity, Xiao Qinshuang couldn't get up and fainted directly.

"What this son has said, never say twice! If you dare to do anything to her again, it will not be such a simple end for Xiao Qinshuang. ”

Dressed in red, standing with his hands in his hands, the autumn wind blowing, his clothes fluttering, and the meaning exuded by the whole person makes people can't help but retreat.

Glancing at Xiao Qinshuang, everyone nodded in a panic, took Xiao Qinshuang with a few hula hula, and fled directly.

From beginning to end, Xuan Mobao didn't seem to speak much, looking at the man next to him, there was an incomprehensible look in his eyes.

"What? Stunned by the majestic appearance of this son? ”

As soon as the person left, Mu Nanzheng once again regained his appearance as a hanger, and his words were not as indifferent and harsh as they were just now.

Hang Erlang is him, he is indifferent and ruthless, he is domineering and arrogant, and he is the one who helps him all the way......

Rao is Xuan Mobao's two lives, and he doesn't know Mu Nanzheng's true temperament.

"You...... Why do you protect me so much? ”

After a long time, Xuan Mobao's voice was confused, and there was a bit of indescribable emotion.

Mu Nanzheng had already jumped back on the horse, swinging his legs leisurely, and there was a trace of hesitation when he heard Xuan Mobao's words.

"Hmm......"

Mu Nanzheng seemed to be really thinking about this, blinked his eyes, leaned down again, and looked at the person whose head had just passed the horse's back.

"Ben Shizi thought about it, you are the person who has made Ben Shizi look very good for so many years, and ...... Your appearance is very much in line with the heart of this world. ”

After that, the palm of his hand still involuntarily touched the hairy head.

Mu Nanzheng's eyes narrowed with some love, and he constantly felt the temperature emanating from the top of her head in his palm.

Xuan Mobao stiffened, and a pair of pink and petite ears suddenly turned a lot red, and they began to get hot......

"Okay, get on the horse, there's still an hour, and if you can't catch up, your top spot will be gone."

Mu Nanzheng withdrew his palm casually, and looked at Xuan Mobao with a smile, calm and calm.

When Xuan Mobao came to his lips, he was abruptly interrupted by Mu Nanzheng's words, shook his head, blocked his weird thoughts, jumped on the horse, and the two set off again.

At this time, a team of men and horses were riding from a distance, and an escaped elk was galloping desperately.

An arrow is on the string, and the sharp arrow seems to flicker with coldness, refracting fine light in the sun.

I saw a man in white sitting on a horse, with a bow and arrows in his hand pulling the bowstring, facing the running elk.

"Whoosh!"

"Ding!"

A sharp arrow wind pierced the air, but at the moment when it was about to hit the elk, it was knocked down by something unknown, making a sound.

The man in white withdrew his bow and arrows, his eyes calm and indifferent, looking at the man who had knocked the elk down in the distance.

"Young Master Mo."

The two people behind him shouted in a whisper, glancing at each other, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Since this prey is not destined to be mine, why bother."

An indifferent smile appeared on his handsome and fair-skinned face, with a hint of baby fat, a little bright.

"It's Mu Shizi."

The two men couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when they saw the red figure from far and near.

The man in white pinned his bow and arrow to the horse's belly, and looked at the red figure, his eyes with a hint of interest.

"Young Master Mo Chen, it seems that this year's top prize is the son of this world."