The corners of Leng Moyu's mouth hooked, and he gossiped and said, "Hey, hey~ I'm bad, I'm bad!" But if you say so, when you were young, there were a lot of beautiful women who threw their arms on you, right? Then why haven't I seen my wife after knowing you for so long? ”

Hearing Leng Moyu's gossip, the originally laughing Youwu's face froze, and his wrinkled face was mixed with a few traces of indistinct looks.

In fact, when he said this, Leng Moyu was just joking, but he didn't think that he would answer himself seriously. But when I saw it, my face suddenly changed. Leng Moyu's eyes narrowed, and she glanced at it narrowly, wondering in her heart, could she really have a wife? However, there is nothing strange about having a wife, but why hasn't she heard the old man say it? For so many years, she had thought that this old man was still single!

"Hehe, Xiao Mo'er, what are you talking about! Old man, I'm still single~"

Youwu's face changed, but Jiang was still old and spicy, and after a while, it returned to normal, making Leng Moyu can't help but think that the scene just now was just dazzling.

Listening to Youyou's answer with no lower limit as usual, Leng Moyu smiled and didn't say anything, but his sharp eyes looked at him with a smile, and there was a little light in that smile that made Youyou shudder.

"Ahem, I...... We're still in a hurry...... Hurry up...... Let's go......"

For fear of accidentally letting Leng Moyu say something, he changed the topic while smiling, "I...... Aren't we going to the caster shop again? If you don't go soon, you'll be late! ”

Listening to whether there was a change of topic, Leng Moyu's eyes smiled, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he replied semi-vaguely, "Hmm!" ”

But in my heart, I was thinking, this old man usually doesn't see such a positive way to do things, but now he is so abnormal, huh...... Should she be right, this old man really has a wife, right? So why not tell her? On the contrary, what is the desire to cover up?

Seeing that Leng Moyu cooperated with him so actively, did he think that he had succeeded in changing the topic, so he pulled Leng Moyu's sleeve and said "Yes, yes!" We're followed by two big tails right now? Say, what are you going to do? ”

Hearing this, the corners of Leng Moyu's lips hooked, and he said indifferently, "What should I do?" What else can I do? Of course, it's cold salad! ”

Hearing Leng Moyu's answer, ordinary people must have thought that she didn't care. Only those who know Leng Moyu know what this guy really has in mind.

You smiled slightly, his cloudy eyes flashed with a silky light, his head turned slightly, looked at the two people who followed closely behind, and showed them a penetrating smile. After that, as if nothing had happened, he pulled Leng Moyu away as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the distance between Leng Moyu and Youwu was about fifty meters behind the wall. The guards next to him broke out in a cold sweat when they saw the smile that appeared at them. said to the man in purple next to him, "Too ...... Prince, do you think this old man already knows that we are secretly following them? ”

Saying this, the guards couldn't believe it, they were now far away from the two of them, and they couldn't hear what they were saying at all. At this distance, it would be difficult for even a person of the Sword Venerable level to find out, let alone a beggar old man who seemed to them to be powerless?

But what did that look and smile mean?

The man in purple pursed his lips slightly, his narrow phoenix eyes looked at Leng Moyu and the back of Youwu leaving, and a few incomprehensible looks flashed in his eyes. Later, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, hehe, what a funny! Leng Moyu, you really make me look forward to it more and more, I can't help but be excited!

Thinking about it, the man in purple thoughtfully stretched out the tip of his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, evoking an unusually perverted and bloodthirsty smile.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go?" The guards were still a little confused and timid, but they were also people who had been with the man in purple for so long, and they still had a certain amount of courage. Thinking about it, he followed the footsteps of the man in purple, but then he saw the man in purple swaggering out, he was stunned, what does the prince mean by this? Aren't they tracking now? Walking out with such a swagger, aren't you afraid of being known by others?

How did the guards know what the man in purple was thinking. The look in the eyes just now clearly said that they had been exposed, and besides, with such provocative eyes, what was the point of them hiding like this? It's not just a matter of just walking out like this, and it's fair to follow that!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The red iron made a crisp sound under the sledgehammer, and as the hammer became heavier and heavier, the iron kept changing its shape, and several sparks flew out.

A twenty-year-old man, looking at his size, is a powerful man. He stood in front of the stove, and in the face of the overwhelming heat, he just frowned, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Those eyes have been blurred by sweat, but there is no free time to wipe sweat on their hands, so they can only let the sweat blur their vision, and keep blinking their eyes, as if to make themselves look more clear.

As soon as Leng Moyu came, she and Youwu stood quietly outside the door, as if they were waiting for the man to finish the work in his hands.

Sensing that a guest was coming, Li Xuan squinted his eyes and shook off the sweat on his head, wanting to see clearly the cold ink rain and presence outside the door, but the actions of his subordinates striking iron were meticulous and did not stop at all.

It was about two or three hours later, the iron in Li Xuan's hand was laid, and he saw Leng Moyu and Youwu, who had been standing outside the door all the time, the corners of his mouth hooked, looking at Leng Moyu's face under the mask that should not change color, he admired in his heart, this brother is so enduring! The old man next to him was a little unable to stand, but he didn't expect a young brother to be able to wait for a long time.

But before, it seemed that the old man should have been unable to stand in two hours, how could he endure it until now?

It's just that Li Xuan wouldn't know that as early as two hours ago, Leng Moyu knew that he was impatient when he saw that he was spinning around like a headless baby. So he said to him coldly, "It's a man, just put up with me!" ”

At that time, it was estimated that those words did not scare Youwei, is he a man, and can he still let Leng Moyu, a little girl, tell him? But when he saw Leng Moyu's cold eyes, he dared to say something, so he suffocated it back, and his whole face was like eating a fly, ugly to death!

A few hours later, there was no such thing as a monkey covered with lice, standing there, wriggling around, but not daring to move, but not stopping.

Looking at the sky that was gradually a little dusk, Leng Moyu estimated in his heart that it was estimated to be more than 5 o'clock, and it had been more than four hours since he finished eating lunch at more than 1 o'clock. Those two probably can't sit still, right?

Thinking that Cao Cao Cao would arrive, Leng Moyu was just thinking, the two people behind him estimated that they couldn't sit still and were going to come out, but they didn't expect to come out just now.

"Haha! Isn't this the cold ink rain of the Holy Dragon Academy? I actually met here.,It seems that this palace and you are really fateful! ”

A hearty laugh mixed with a hint of gloom came from behind him.

Turning his head to look over, he saw two majestic figures gradually walking towards him, and after seeing the appearance of that person clearly, Leng Moyu raised his eyebrows, did she know this person? Where does the phrase fate come from? Isn't this guy secretly tracking himself all the way?

Hearing the words of the man in purple, both the Wu and the guards couldn't help but draw a black line across their foreheads. Seeing that his master's face was not red and out of breath when he lied, the guard couldn't help but turn his head and cover his face, expressing that he felt speechless from the bottom of his heart because of his master's shamelessness.

The man in purple walked over with elegant steps, and originally thought that Leng Moyu would call himself with a respectful face, "Hello, His Royal Highness the Prince!" But what did the doubt in her eyes mean?

The swaying fan in the purple-clothed man's hand froze, could she be ...... Before the smile on his face could be withdrawn, he heard Leng Moyu's words full of doubts, "That...... Who are you? I...... Do you know you well? Shouldn't you be familiar? If so, I'll remember you, right? But I don't remember, huh? It seems to be uncooked......"

The purple-clothed man clutched the fan tightly, and a few tic-tac-toe characters appeared on his face that was as light as water, and he wanted to jump up and beat her violently, but the good royal cultivation was telling him that he was the crown prince, and he couldn't be so careful.

The guard next to him couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat in his heart when he saw the purple-clothed man's expression. Throw a uh-uh to the cold ink rain next to you...... Ambiguous? It's not, uh uh...... Hue. Feeling? It's not, in short, it's just that the gray often makes the cold ink rain...... Goosebumps in the eyes.

Seeing the guard looking at him like a wolf with such strange eyes, Leng Moyu rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, and sighed in his heart, oh my mother, this guard's eyes are hotter than his master's eyes, could it be that he is in love with himself?

Thinking about it, Leng Moyu couldn't help but sigh, Zhang's handsomeness is trouble! If the vinegar jar of Emperor Xiana is seen, it is estimated that it will be flooded with gold......

I don't know how Leng Moyu thinks about the guard, if he knows that Leng Moyu thinks so in his heart, he will probably already be full of inflows......

In fact, he was just thinking, he wanted to say, in fact, the words behind Leng Moyu, she could actually not say it at all, even if she wanted to say it, she could also put it in her heart! Why do you have to say it? Can you still have a good time?

The man in purple, who had been telling himself that he couldn't be angry, took a deep breath, and introduced himself to Leng Moyu with a smile, "Hehe, Leng Gongzi is really forgetful!" This palace is the king! At that time, when Shenglong Academy was enrolling, there was a one-sided relationship! ”

"Oh! It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Leng Moyu replied with a sober face.