Chapter 7: Am I Disgusted?

"It's good to have self-confidence, but it's a pity that you don't have a long brain" Mu Xiqing played with the long whip in his hand, rolled his eyes, smacked his tongue and said with disdain: "In broad daylight, when the street is arson, the horse is murderous, treating human life as a mustard, cruel and unkind, the saint has already made a clear order, all officials and courtiers must set an example, love the people like a son, you are the son of a captain, you don't know how to love the people and be close to the people, but you know the law and break the law, so ......"

"I can't see it, in addition to his extraordinary skills, this little white face is also very articulate, if this crime is passed on to the Emperor of the Flame Country, I am afraid that the black gauze hat of the Taiwei will not be guaranteed!" Mo Yi'an sighed.

Hearing this, Emperor Mohan was silent, his eyes were deep, and he stared at the figure downstairs quietly.

"Stinky boy, you are talking nonsense~" Afraid that Mu Xiqing would say something more, Wu Wen hurriedly interrupted, his face darkened, and he was obviously angry.

Bang bang bang...... A uniform sound came to you.

The man was burly and dressed in military uniform, leading two neat columns, belatedly.

Walked quickly to Wu Wen and groveled: "Young Master, what happened?" ”

"Wu Quan, you came just in time" Seeing Wu Quan appear, Wu Wen began to be blind and arrogant again, pointing at Mu Xiqing on the opposite side and gritting his teeth and saying: "Give me a good education of that stinky boy who doesn't know the height of the sky"

Wu Quan glanced back at Mu Xiqing, and was worried that he couldn't find a chance to flatter in front of Wu Wen, a hint of calculation flashed in his eyebrows, and he stretched out his hand and waved his hand to the officers and soldiers behind: "Up, avenge the young master"

The two columns of officers and soldiers were ordered, and they quickly divided into two columns to surround Mu Xiqing in the middle.

Seeing Mu Xiqing being surrounded, Wu Wen was proud: "Stinky boy, I will give you another chance, if you ......"

"Cheap" Mu Xiqing glanced at the other party, and with a whoosh, no one saw what flew out of her hand.

"Ahh

With a cry of pain, Wu Wen reached out to cover his mouth, and his two front teeth were lying in the palm of his hand with blood.

"Smoke Xiaozhi, mud" pointed at Mu Xiqing, Wu Wen was furious, his front teeth fell out, the wind leaked, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Haha, this little white face, I like it" Mo Yi'an laughed heartily, and before he could react, he flew out of the window with a poof.

Mo Yi'an, who was defenseless, saw that his handsome face was about to hit the ground, and complained: "Lord, what did I do wrong?"

Until he fell at Mu Xiqing's feet, he didn't understand why Di Mohan rewarded him with a kick for no reason, so that he fell from the window.

It's no wonder that Mo Yi'an is sluggish, because he can't guess that Di Mohan kicked his foot, but because of his casual "I like" If Mo Yi'an knew that he liked it from the bottom of his heart, he just admired it from the bottom of his heart, and if he provoked someone, he was afraid that he would cry and faint in the pit.

Looking down at the uninvited guest at his feet, Mu Xiqing's eyes were slightly deep, and he looked up at the person upstairs, only to see that the person was evil and handsome, leaning slightly against the window, with a pair of deep eyes smiling, but as deep as the sea.

Feeling Mu Xiqing's gaze, Di Mohan raised the wine cup in his hand, the corners of his mouth rose, raised his glass slightly in her direction, and then drank it all.

On the other hand, Mu Xiqing, after glancing at Di Mohan, directly withdrew his eyes, ignored the interaction from the other party, and looked down at Mo Yi'an at his feet, as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, your feet are slippery for a while, everyone is smiling" Mo Yi'an slowly got up from Mu Xiqing's feet, quickly patted the dust on his robe twice, stretched out his hand to brush the black hair, and smiled enchantingly to the officers and soldiers: "You continue."

Seeing this situation, the officers and soldiers looked at each other and did not have the order to release them, so they took the brunt of Mo Yi'an as an accomplice.

The fierce scuffle was about to break out, and occasionally Mo Yi'an's helpless and cheerful voice was heard.

"Hey, you misunderstood, I'm just a passerby"

"Stop, listen to me first, I'm really not with him"

"Hey, since you don't believe it, then I'm not welcome, uncle."

Saying this in his mouth, with a knife hidden in the smile on his face, Mo Yi'an was actually happy in his heart.

"Oh, don't retreat one by one, uncle's hands are itching" Mo Yi'an's cheerful voice sounded from time to time.

"Who are the four of them?" Seeing that Mo Yi'an beat the people who surrounded him, Wu Wen asked Wu Quan beside him.

"My subordinates don't know" Wu Quan glanced at Mo Yi'an and shook his head.

"You go" Wu Wen directly stretched out his hand and pushed, signaling Wu Quan to deal with Mu Xiqing.

Seeing Mu Xiqing put down a piece with one hand, Mo Yi'an flashed directly to her side, with a smile in his eyes: "Little white face, I can't see it, you are not small." ”

Ignoring Mo Yi'an beside him, Mu Xiqing flew directly and met Wu Quan's palm, then took a step back, directly forward, attacked with his left hand, swept his right leg, stretched out his hand and slapped it directly on the opponent's chest, Wu Quan flew out, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

All the officers and soldiers have been put down, Wu Wen stood in place, dumbfounded, and finally angry and slightly powerless, pointing to Mu Xiqing, who was proud of the crowd over there: "Stinky little knowledge, you are lucky today" turned around and flew to the horse, and fled.

"It seems that this stupid boy hasn't learned a long lesson yet, this is going to settle accounts with you" Hearing this, Mo Yi'an said with a little amusement, and looked back at Mu Xiqing.

"Whatever he is" is disdainful, rampant, and confident, referring to Mu Xiqing as he is now.

Glancing contemptuously at the group of people who had fled, Mu Xiqing suppressed the disdain on his face and prepared to do his own business.

"Hey, little white face, what's your name?" Mo Yi'an saw that Mu Xiqing was leaving, so he hurriedly shouted.

Looking back at Mo Yi'an, Mu Xiqing took a closer look at the other party and felt a little familiar, but it was rare to ask, "What are you doing!" ”

"Well, meeting is fate, you see that we have all experienced a life-and-death battle together, how to say that we can be regarded as friends" In terms of self-acquaintance, no one can compare to Mo Yi'an.

"I'm Mo Yi'an, how about making friends?" stepped forward, smiling.

"No need" Mu Xiqing refused directly, glanced at the other party with his eyes, and saw that Mo Yi'an was dressed in brocade clothes, his identity must be good, and this bewitching and flamboyant face suddenly remembered the day he had just crossed over.

secretly lined in his heart: "Isn't this person the one who stared at him in the teahouse that day" couldn't guess the other party's intentions, Mu Xiqing didn't want to have anything to do with him.

"We don't know each other, please take a detour" Mu Xiqing replied coldly, directly pushed the other party away, and bypassed from the side.

Seeing Mu Xiqing's departing back, Mo Yi'an muttered in hindsight: "Am I disliked?" ”

Touching his handsome face, Mo Yi'an was a little suspicious of his charm, and then flew back to the second floor directly, Di Mohan sat next to him and drank tea, glanced at Mo Yi'an, who had just come up, and didn't speak.

"Oh my God, this flame country must be in conflict with my own destiny, and in just a few days, I have been pricked by several people one after another, Lord Wang, if it continues like this, my heart will be broken, and I feel that there is no love in this world" Seeing Di Mo drinking coldly, Mo Yi'an made a handful, made a bitter face, and walked over.

"Oh, is it? How can this king think you are very happy" Di Mohan put down the teacup and sneered softly, but he didn t ignore Fang Cai Mo Yi'an kept getting close to the young man in white below.