At least, in front of me, it's no fun to pretend again.

Yu Wuji could see that the relationship between Ziqian Mo and Mo Yan was not ordinary.

However, inexplicably, I felt that Ziqian Mo and Mo Yan were not compatible.

Why?

Because Mo Yan is a ghost-faced evil Luo, and the ghost-faced evil Luo has a "bad character" - grabbing the secret books of other families and sects in the Burning Xi Secret Realm, which was originally criticized and resisted by righteous people.

Just as Yu Wuji was about to say something, a junior disciple of the Moon Wheel Pavilion hurriedly walked up to him and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, over there in the main hall, it's almost time, and the dean has already sent a message to urge." ”

Yu Wuji's face was straight: "I know, let's go." ”

He was an extremely punctual person.

It's like having obsessive-compulsive disorder, from childhood to adulthood, never being late!

No matter what, we must follow the standards and rules, and never go beyond the rules.

Yu Wuji glanced at Mo Yan deeply, his eyes were complicated, and then he turned around and left.

The direction, naturally, is the main hall.

The Moon Wheel Pavilion is not far from the main hall.

Walk slowly, and it's only a quarter of an hour's journey.

If you speed up, or if Edgeworth flies, especially if you have a cultivation like Yu Wuji, you can reach it in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Yu Wuji left, the disciples of the Moon Wheel Pavilion dispersed.

Present, only Zi Qianmo and Mo Yan remained.

Mo Yan's hand was still tightly gripping Zi Qianmo's wrist, and he never let go of half a minute.

Zi Qianmo seemed to be used to being caught by him, and he didn't resist.

The two of them, like a little couple taking a walk, were not in a hurry, and slowly swayed in the direction of the main hall.

Along.

Mo Yan tentatively said, "Momo, what do you think of Yu Wuji?" ”

He liked her a lot.

I like it to the bones.

That's why I especially mind every love rival that appears.

This Yu Wuji is much more threatening than the previous Yangou Sand Sculpture Emperor.

"Not how."

Zi Qianmo didn't raise his eyelids, and his answer was short and cold.

Mo Yan's deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "How's that?" What is the meaning? ”

Zi Qianmo thought for a while and gave an answer: "Passers-by." ”

Mo Dayan's children's shoes were immediately refreshed.

The emotions are obedient and obedient by the sweetheart.

All the unpleasantness just now was swept away.

There's nothing to worry about!

No matter how young, excellent, and promising Yu Wuji is, as long as he is an insignificant "passerby" in the eyes of his little Momo, it will not be a threat!

"Okay."

Mo Yan's voice was low, and his tone was mixed with a hint of lightness.

Ziqian Mo →_→

Be all abroad.

Today's Mo Dayan is weird.

"Momo."

"Huh?"

"What do you think, what do you think of me?" As soon as Mo Yan was happy, he immediately shifted the topic to himself.

"......" Zi Qianmo looked away.

Really.

Ask her such a shameful question.

I won't tell you, hum ╭ (╯^╰) ╮

"What do you think of me?" Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Mo Yan was a little unwilling in his heart, and repeated it again.

"Not how." Zi Qianmo was arrogant.

Mo Yan: "......"

This feeling of lifting a stone and hitting one's own foot is really unpleasant.

Why?

It's just "not how" for Yu Wuji, why is it "not how" for yourself?

Mo Yan's heart is as uncomfortable as a cat's paw.

But I can only hold it.

Can't force the little guy.

In case she is in a hurry, it is herself who is unlucky.

For the next twenty minutes, both of them were speechless.