Mo Miao was stunned, and the next moment he was picked up by the other party, and flew into a painting boat in the Qinhuai River.

Mo Jiao watched him carry himself into the painting boat, drove away the people in the painting boat, and carefully placed her on a beauty couch.

Mo Yao's eyes widened, and she was indignant, but she didn't expect that she really looked at the wrong person, what did this person really plan to do to herself?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiao couldn't help but show a little grievance and sadness on his face while being resentful, hurriedly stepped back, glared at him vigilantly, and said in a fierce voice: "Don't come here!" ”

Liu Qingyang supported her chin with one hand, and looked at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Who said that I can do whatever I want?" How has this changed again? ”

Mo Yao choked and glared at him angrily, why is this person so shameless?

Liu Qingyang was inexplicably in a good mood, staring at her without blinking, and said, "Sure enough, it's a beauty, it seems that I have really picked up a big bargain." ”

Mo Miao couldn't bear it and got up to leave, but Liu Qingyang stopped her sideways and whispered softly: "The beautiful scenery of a good day, don't let it down, what are we waiting for?" ”

"Get out of here!" Mo Miao scolded, his heart was more disappointed, wronged, how could he be like this? Is it true that everything changes when people grow up? Does he remember the person he kept trying to protect when he was a child?

Liu Qingyang looked at her suddenly red eyes and cold pretty face, suddenly stunned, scratched her head, and comforted gently: "Why are you crying?" I didn't plan to do anything to you, just joking, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. ”

God knows how he could suddenly apologize to a woman in such a low voice, but looking at her tears, his heart suddenly softened.

Mo Miao looked at him stunned, his mood gradually improved because of his words, and he was overwhelmed by his sudden gentleness.

"Get out of the way." Mo Yao's cheeks were slightly red, and his tone was still a little annoyed.

Liu Qingyang looked at her face that seemed to be stained with rouge, and couldn't take her eyes off for a while, but she also got out of the way.

Mo Jiao quickly ran towards the outside of the painting boat, and when he reached the outside of the cabin, his footsteps paused, and finally without saying a word, he flew to the shore with light power.

Liu Qingyang hurriedly chased out, and saw that the fluttering figure disappeared on the shore in an instant, and was stunned, and raised the square handkerchief in his hand, on which a lifelike swallow was embroidered.

The corners of Liu's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he muttered to himself: "There are beauties, like in the middle of the water, heh." ”

Mo Miao covered her beating heart, her face was as red as a glow, but her heart was a little bitter, although she was thinking about it, but what about it? After all, there is no hope. The sea of blood has not been avenged, and her innocence is not there, what qualifications does she have to be delusional?

When he returned to Lingxiao Pavilion, it was already about the time of his son, and he was about to rest, when Xiao Wu knocked on the door and said that the pavilion master was invited.

Mo Yao went out of the door, went straight to Changfeng Xuan, raised his hand and knocked on the door, heard the low "enter", Mo Yao pushed the door in, and saw Xia Yu serving Yin Xiao and drinking medicine, and wiped the medicine stains from the corners of Yin Xiao's mouth with a handkerchief.

Yin Xiao raised his hand to brush her hand, took the handkerchief and wiped it himself.

Xia Yu lowered his eyes, stood up, and whispered softly: "Pavilion Master, you pay attention to rest, Xia Yu will retire first." ”

Yin Xiao let out a faint "um" and didn't raise his eyes to look at her.

Xia Yu bit her lip unwillingly, picked up the medicine bowl and left, and glanced at Mo Yu before leaving, as if she was about to chop her off, and warned in a cold voice: "The pavilion master has just been injured in practice, you should be careful." ”

Hearing that her tone was not good, Mo Yao nodded in response.

Xia Yu snorted, exited the door, and closed the door.

The hall was silent for a while, and Mo Yao slowly approached.

Yin Xiao raised his eyes and glanced at her, looking at her a foot away from him, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, and his tone was impatient: "Come here." ”

At this moment, Yin Xiao is wearing a moon-white loose robe, still handsome, but his face is slightly pale, and his voice is not as powerful as before, not like a murderous demon venerable, but like a weak noble son who is as beautiful as jade.

Despite this, when a pair of eyes looked at it, it still exuded a fierce momentum, which made people have to surrender.

Mo Jiao stepped forward and stopped when he was two steps away.

"Closer." Yin Xiao's eyes sank slightly, and he ordered.

Mo Miao took another step forward, and the next moment, a hand suddenly grabbed her and dragged it forward.

After stabilizing his figure, Mo raised his eyes suddenly, and met a pair of sharp and warm black eyes: "Stay tonight." ”

Mo Jiao suddenly breathed tightly, and subconsciously said: "The pavilion master is injured......

"No problem." There was a hint of stubbornness in those dark eyes.

Mo Yao is speechless, it's obviously like this, what else is okay? It's not that I'm worried about him, but I don't want to be close to him at all now.

Seeing her silent, Yin Xiao's eyes were cold: "What?" Unwilling? ”

Mo Miao subconsciously shook his head, but he couldn't say anything he promised.

"I—I'm hurt." Mo Miao casually made an excuse, hoping to fool the past.

Yin Xiao was stunned, frowned, and asked, "Where was the injury?" ”

Mo Xiao couldn't go on, she wasn't hurt at all, but Yin Xiao in front of her stared at her, as if she had to figure out why.

After a turn of thought, Mo Yao squatted down, held his hand, and smiled flatteringly: "Pavilion Master, don't you do this?" You can spare Mo Jiao this time. ”

Yin Xiao's eyes stared at her deeply, unmoved.

Mo Jiao turned his attention to his injury: "Why is the pavilion master injured?" How can you be nonsense like this? Let's wait until the injury is healed, okay? ”

The frost in Yin Xiao's eyes melted a little, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you concerned about this pavilion master?" ”

The corners of Mo Yao's mouth twitched slightly, the ghost only cared about him!

But if he misunderstood, he misunderstood, Mo Miao bowed his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and seemed shy: "How can Mo Miao not care about the pavilion master?" ”

Yin Xiao finally stopped insisting, and the corners of his lips curled: "Then it's up to you, wait until the pavilion master is healed." ”

Mo Miao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and dragged it on for a while.

Yin Xiao suddenly changed the topic: "How is the task?" ”

Mo Yao said: "Lin Fei is dead. ”

"What's the method?"

Mo Miao paused slightly, didn't know how to speak, and in the end, he had to tell the truth: "Beauty plan." ”

This was what Linglong did, and Mo Miao couldn't make the decision at all, but the aura around him that suddenly became cold and silent still made Mo Miao smile slightly bitterly.

"It seems that Mo Miao is still not very obedient." A long sigh was heard in the air.

Mo Xiao knew that he couldn't hide this time, and sure enough, Yin Xiao took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a black pill from it, and handed it to her: "Eat it." ”

Mo Xiao hesitated for a moment, but finally took it, and then heard Yin Xiao's emotionless words: "Go and get the punishment yourself." ”

"Yes." Mo Miao answered, stood up, and slowly retreated.

Back in the room, Mo Miao was nervous, and the hall master Shi Xin knocked on the door and came in, raising his eyebrows and smiling: "Yo, Miss Mo was punished by the pavilion master again?" ”