If he is not guilty, there will be no punishment, and it is inconvenient for Ren Sinong to take the opportunity to raise the body of Sou Ziqianmo.

"Ziqian Mo!"

Just when Ren Sinong was racking his brains to think of countermeasures, on the other side, Ren Jing couldn't help it, "You stole the things of this world, hand them over quickly!" ”

Zi Qianmo glanced at Ren Jing with a cold look that looked mentally retarded, and his cherry lips opened slightly: "Get out." ”

Ren Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and the muscles on his face spasmed, feeling greatly insulted.

He's a dignified son, where is it a waste girl's turn to let him go?

What's even worse is that this doesn't seem to be the first time, this waste girl let him go.

The last time, it was in Ziqian Mo's room, and later, he was forced to "roll" to Qing/Lou.

"You took the Qiankun bag of this world! There's an important token inside! If you don't hand it over today, this son will definitely not give up! ”

Zi Qianmo was expressionless and repeated: "Get out." ”

Ren Jing: "!! ”

This waste girl wants to go to heaven?

It's the third time!

It's too presumptuous, if she doesn't give her some color, she forgets how many pounds and taels she has.

has been humiliated by Zi Qianmo many times, and suffered losses from her, Ren Jing is really fed up, he feels that the violent emotions in his body have been suppressed to a critical value, and if he doesn't do something, it will explode.

And so.

He did it.

A few steps forward, the green tendons on the back of his hand were raised, his five fingers condensed into eagle claws, and the wind was fierce, and he was about to grab Zi Qianmo's neck.

Zi Qianmo's beautiful eyes darkened, and she was about to dodge, when suddenly, a warm and generous chest, I don't know when, appeared behind her, clinging to her slender back, her waist was clamped by a powerful iron arm, her whole body was half-held, and she took more than twenty steps back like lightning.

Zi Qianmo was stunned.

It feels a little familiar.

Her body, instinctively, does not reject. The man who half-hugged her helped her avoid Ren Jing's attack, and a vague soul-like fragrance came to her nose.

Zi Qianmo immediately realized who was behind him.

Soul incense is a kind of wood incense specially prepared by her, which she specially burns in the Mochen Pavilion, which has the effect of nourishing the soul and enhancing spiritual power.

Only those who often enter the Mochen Pavilion for the first time can be stained with a trace of it.

I have it on my own.

Mo Yan also has it.

"Ren Shizi is very proud of killing a woman without a dantian?" The sound as low as the strings of the guqin sounded in his ears, and his breath was warm, spraying thin on the side of Zi Qianmo's ears.

Zi Qianmo was tense and settled down instantly.

Sure enough, it was him.

The situation just now was very serious, but fortunately, Mo Yan came in time.

"Why are you here?" She tilted her head, his obsidian-like eyes, no more than an inch apart.

"Can't I come?" Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, the resolute outline of the lines, and the cold and hard corners of the lips gave people a very reliable feeling.

It was his responsibility to protect her.

He couldn't tolerate her having an accident.

What's more, what kind of goods can do to his most important Miss Seven.

This Ren Jing.

Coming to the door to provoke once or twice, he was a small punishment, and now it is the third time, there is no need for him to take some cruel medicine.

"You're you again?!"

Ren Jing attacked Ziqian Mo and was rescued, and he was sulking in his heart, and when he saw Mo Yan's appearance clearly, the whole person was even more angry.

Ren Jing remembers it very clearly.