Mo Ran sat not far from Qi Hanjiang's booth and ordered a cold beer.

The ink dye looks handsome, and the whole person is cool, and many women like this one very much, and they have come to talk.

And then......

The ink dyeing used air conditioning to freeze people away.

And Qi Hanjiang over there was still flirting with the young woman, and the two of them talked happily.

Mo Ran thought about it, and the spiritual light on the tips of his fingers flashed, and the next moment, he was held down.

Bai Yixiao took off his coat and only wore a hooded sweatshirt, he lowered his voice fiercely and said, "Ink dyeing is good, you dare to fight labor!" See! There is still a big bag on the top of the labor and management brains! ”

Mo Ran was tired, "I didn't hit my head." ”

"Then how do I have a bag in my head!?"

Ink dyeing: ......

Even if there is a hole in the head, it was not hit by him!

Mo Ran directly pressed Bai Yixiao, and then whispered, "Smile, don't make trouble." ”

"I just saw that there is only one soul in that body." Bai Yixiao said suddenly.

Mo Dye was stunned.

Bai Yixiao turned his head, looked in the direction of Qi Hanjiang, and sighed, "That poor boy." ”

If it weren't for Lin Rui's sudden appearance, he would have been robbed by the demon now, I'm afraid it would be him.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Yixiao's mood was even more complicated.

Mo Dye had already tested it with his spiritual power, but the other party didn't react at all.

Bai Yixiao was not in a good mood, grabbed the glass of cold beer dyed by ink and took a sip, drinking a little anxiously, grinning his teeth.

He asked, "Heitu, what are you going to do?" ”

"Kidnapped."

Ink Dye got up directly and walked outside.

Bai Yixiao was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he drank the rest of the cold beer in one gulp, and then followed with a fart.

And Qi Hanjiang saw that the two people had left directly, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc.

What a fool.

So honestly obey the law, but in the end, it's not that he has played around!

The reason why Cang dared to stand up to Qi Hanjiang's identity and swagger through the market.

He is just sure that he has no cultivation at all now, just an ordinary person, and that group of so-called defenders will definitely not touch him if they adhere to the principle of not harming the innocent.

Sure enough.

A bunch of fools!

Xu was drinking a little too much, Cang said to the beautiful woman that he was not accompanied, and got up and walked towards the bathroom in the bar.

If you can't cultivate, you have to go to the bathroom if you drink some wine, which makes Cang very unaccustomed to it, but there is no way.

As a result, when he staggered to the bathroom, before he could untie his belt, someone brought a hand knife.

Mo Ran calmly said to the stunned Bai Yi next to him, "Do you see clearly, I didn't hit the head." ”

Bai Yixiao: ......

I said, brother, the point is that you didn't start with it?

This is a hands-on approach to ordinary people!

Two people hit the car with their hands and feet.

Of course, Cang was tied up like a hairy crab, and some talismans were pasted.

After the car started and drove directly into the night, Bai Yixiao still felt a little unreal.

He asked, "Hey, Heitu, haven't you always taught me not to use spells indiscriminately on ordinary people, otherwise I will be punished by the Heavenly Dao?" ”

"Hmm."

"So what did you do?!"

"I didn't spell on him."

The talisman was in case the other party's soul made any moves, so the sleepy talisman was used.

And in the whole process of kidnapping the other party, Mo Dye really didn't use spells, and used fists directly.

Simple and crude, especially good to have.

Bai Yi looked at the black oppressive sky with palpitations, and after repeatedly making sure that there was no thunder, he was completely relieved.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the smile seemed to glow.

"Black soil, okay, now you know how to be flexible! I thought it would be like an old antique for the rest of my life. ”

Bai Yi said as he struck the ink dye with his shoulder.