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"So, there are a lot of people who have been offended."

Mo Jianchen spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Otherwise, I'll set up a simple maze in your palace, and then tell you how to get in and out? That way, if someone wants to be against you in secret, they will get lost in the formation. ”

Luo Qinglan thought for a while.

She didn't want to show the ability of the Battle Spirit Strategist so quickly, after all, she hadn't learned it yet.

But Mo Jianchen is different, Mo Jianchen can hide it from the world, but he alone tells her that the disability of her legs is just an illusion of the secret, which can be regarded as trusting Luo Qinglan.

For this reason, Luo Qinglan showed the ability of the Battle Soul Military Master alone in front of Mo Jianchen, and it didn't seem to be a big deal.

Mo Jianchen believed that she would not talk nonsense, and she also believed that Mo Jianchen would not make the world know.

This is a sense of trust that does not require asking why.

"Oh? Miss Qinglan has already gotten "Battle Spirit Divine Strategy"? ”

Mo Jianchen was surprised.

Since all the men in the line of the Battle Soul Army Division died on the battlefield, it has been several years since the Moyue Empire, and there has been no new War Spirit Army Division.

Although the people of Luofu kept searching, and the people of the world kept inquiring, there was never the whereabouts of "War Soul Divine Strategy".

Unexpectedly, Miss Luofu Seven, who has always been the most unfavorable, is cowardly and stupid and very wasteful, and unexpectedly got the "Battle Soul Divine Strategy" that countless people in the world want, and she has also become a noble snow spirit master, fading away from cowardice and stupidity, and blooming with thousands of graces.

"I've just learned, it's not too deep, but I have arranged a maze to ensure that you are thorough, and it shouldn't be a big problem."

Luo Qinglan smiled embarrassedly.

"It's already rare."

Mo Jianchen's eyes were as deep and dreamy as the bright starry sky, revealing a strong color of appreciation.

He rarely praises others.

It's not because he doesn't like to praise other people, but in this world, there are few people who are qualified to praise him.

Luo Qinglan counted as one.

Let him involuntarily, he wants to use the most beautiful language in the world to praise her to the sky.

But in the blink of an eye, he was afraid that he would scare Luo Qinglan, so he picked out a non-nutritious compliment and said it.

However, in his heart, Mo Jianchen was already shocked.

He really wanted to know if Luo Qinglan had been knocked out of his stupid and cowardly body by the collision.

Unexpectedly, since the night when Mo Nanke designed to divorce Luo Qinglan, Luo Qinglan has completely changed as if she was a person.

All sorts of edges are revealed.

"Tell me, where do you want me to put the maze in?"

Luo Qinglan asked.

"Turn left ahead, that's where the king lives."

Mo Jianchen said, and turned his wheelchair to lead the way in front.

"It's really hard for you to be able to walk, but you have to be in a wheelchair."

Seeing this, Luo Qinglan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

Mo Jianchen pretended to be disabled like this, it's okay for a day or two, will he be crazy like this every day?

"Hasn't Miss Qinglan also been hidden for many years? Is Miss Qinglan tired? ”

Mo Jianchen smiled heartily.

"Okay."

Luo Qinglan opened her red lips, but she could only admit it according to Mo Jianchen's guess.

After all, the original owner was a cowardly and stupid existence, with no ink on his chest, let alone medical skills.

If she didn't admit that she had hidden her abilities, would she have to tell Mo Jianchen that she was actually a soul who had crossed over from the earth?

Apparently impossible.

"Here we are."

I don't know how far I walked, Mo Jianchen slowly stopped in front of a small bridge.

A mellow and distant magnetic voice sounded slowly.

"Tinglan Garden!"

Luo Qinglan raised her eyes and found that the small bridge was past, and it was a small courtyard gate made of bamboo.

At the top of the courtyard gate, the pale golden Tinglan Yuan is domineering.

Looking at the lower right corner of the plaque again, Luo Qinglan was shocked to find that this was actually written by Mo Jianchen himself.