There was a smile on Ye Xiu's beautiful face, and the corners of his mouth were clearly hooked, but together with the windless Xuanyi dancing on his body, he outlined a cold atmosphere like a demon from the deepest part of hell, and his purple eyes were even more cold.

His left hand hung at his side, and his long, white, slender fingers grasped the collar of a man.

The man who was grabbed by the collar hung his head weakly, and dragged him to the ground with a rustling sound of dirt and frosted clothes as Ye Xiu walked towards Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu looked at Wuchen who was dragged by Ye Xiu with a light face. Dustless's pale face was closed eyes, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The purple robe was soaked with blood, and it was dragged out by Ye Xiu with a long blood streak.

Mo Jiu's left hand clenched into a fist, but the fingers were embedded in the flesh and he didn't know it.

The corners of Ye Xiu's red lips were hooked upward, but there was no smile in her eyes, and her purple eyes stared at Mo Jiu, observing her every move.

"Jiu, he's your companion? I hit him hard with the wrong hand, I don't know if he is still breathing, do you want to come and check it out? ”

Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and said, "What did you do to him?" ”

Ye Xiu had already walked in front of Mo Jiu, threw Wuchen in front of Mo Jiu like a prey, and said with a smile: "Ha, what can this seat do to him?" It was he who couldn't do it himself. You shouldn't be distressed, right? It's okay, there's still a breath of air, aren't you a miracle doctor? This little wound should be healed, okay? ”

Mo Jiu slowly turned his gaze to Wuchen's undulating chest, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart before turning his head to look at Ye Xiu.

"Mo Jiu has recently learned some medical skills, and your Excellency must have heard of it. It's just that Mo Jiu doesn't understand why Your Excellency hurt the people around Mo Jiu? Did you really think that you recognized the wrong person? ”

Ye Xiu's purple eyes deepened, and then he smiled and said, "You have to deny it until now?" Okay, you said that this seat recognized the wrong person, can you explain why your spirit beast is called Coke? ”

Mo Jiu's eyes did not waver, and his eyes were indifferent: "Virtue can be like, and the voice is cola." What is wrong with the name Coke? ”

Ye Xiu listened to Mo Jiu's explanation, and couldn't help frowning. Is he really not Mojiu?

Suddenly, he shook his head and said with a smile: "The Mo Jiu I know in this seat was an excellent agent, extremely cunning, and she can find an excuse of this level." Even if Coke is not what this seat thinks it is, when you threaten this seat with a dagger just now, it is a hand-to-hand combat technique that people in this world cannot learn. How can this be explained? ”

Mo Jiu's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and said: "Mo Jiu doesn't know what kind of kung fu your Excellency is talking about, Mo Jiu has no spiritual power since he was a child, and it is also wrong to teach himself some self-defense skills?" ”

Mo Jiu's words are not leaky, Ye Xiu has indeed investigated Mo Jiu's life experience, and also knows that she has no spiritual power since she was a child, since she has no spiritual power, it is indeed not strange to teach herself a little kung fu to fight.

But...... In the impression of Ye Xiu, Mo Jiu's brain is flexible and cunning, as an agent, being able to sit in the position of a top agent is not something that can be done by force alone, and it is precisely because of Mo Jiu's super adaptability that he will perfectly complete the difficult task again and again.

Although Mo Jiu had given him the perfect explanation, Ye Xiu refused to believe her words.

Ye Xiu's purple eyes deepened, lowered his eyes, bit his lip, and raised his eyes again when his eyes were full of sincerity.