Di Tianli's eyes turned cold, and a spiritual light in his hand struck towards Mo Ruhua.

His people, he is reluctant to say a word, the person in front of him is something.

When Di Tianli's move was sent, Ye Qinglan grabbed his hand almost by inertia.

She shook her head, "Ah Jiu, don't hurt her, let me solve my own business." ”

Picturesque to her, the misunderstanding is quite deep.

When that palm came, Mo Ruhua jumped forward, and his skills were much faster than before.

The aura fell into the snow, and with a "boom", a pit exploded.

The ink falls picturesquely on a branch full of red plums, and the body is light.

She is dressed in a red dress, standing in the red plum, and she is beautiful in another realm.

If the ink of the white robe is picturesque, it is like the white lily. In the red dress, she is like a fiery rose.

When she was dressed in white, she was dignified and gentle, and she often had a smile on her face.

And the enchanted ink is picturesque, enchanting and charming, and it is completely two people before.

"Picturesque, are you misunderstanding something!" She has never had superfluous feelings for Master.

Mo Ruhua's lips hooked a sneer: "Misunderstanding? Ye Qinglan, there is no misunderstanding between us, I just hate you, and I hate Mo without regret. ”

Ye Qinglan frowned tightly "......"

What did Yuan Ming do to Ruhua, could it be that her memory was also tampered with?

No, she remembers everyone, but she just hates her, with Master.

No matter what Ye Qinglan thought, he couldn't think of what went wrong and made Mo Ruhua hate himself so much.

However, there is one thing, this is definitely Yuan Ming's move.

She pursed her lips, still not giving up, "Picturesque, don't believe Yuanming, he has a magic weapon in his hand that can tamper with people's memories, you must not be used by him." ”

Mo Ru's picturesque and deep eyes moved, and then a sneer immediately appeared, "Ye Qinglan, now you still want to deceive me and let me be played with by you like a fool?" I tell you, no way! ”

Ye Qinglan's "picturesque ......" her obsession is really so deep.

"Don't call me picturesque, you call me like this, it will only make me sick and remind me of the past when I was teased by you."

Di Tianli's eyes suddenly turned cold, as if he was holding ice slag.

He took a step forward, and was about to make a move in his hand, but was stopped by Ye Qinglan.

"Ah Jiu, I'll solve this matter."

Di Tianli frowned, "What if she hurts you." ”

Although he didn't know the extent of Ye Qinglan's relationship with Mo Ruhua.

But Yiye Qinglan's temperament is categorically not going to hurt her now. But Mo Ru is different, her eyes are full of hatred.

At the beginning, when he saw Mo Ruhua's hatred was the strongest, she did not hesitate to make a move against Mo, and she was determined to kill him.

He was worried that Mo Ruhua's madness would be detrimental to Ye Qinglan.

Ye Qinglan held his hand and reassured him, "Ah Jiu, don't worry, although she is my friend, if she is ruthless, I will not show mercy." "But she won't hurt her.

Mo Ruhua looked at the five people in front of her coldly, and she lowered her eyes to look at her waist.

Around her waist, a small gourd the size of a thumb hangs.

The gourd was shining with a faint red light.

Because she was dressed in red, and it was a daytime relationship, no one noticed.

Even if they noticed, no one would know what the gourd was used for.

Except, one person.