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"Huh?"

Mo walked over and saw the two unconscious jailers on the ground at a glance, the open wine gourd was also lying on the side, the wine in it flowed all over the ground, the smell of alcohol matched with the sour smell of the cell was really amazing, making him want to turn around and leave directly.

Bypassing the two jailers, he stood in front of a cell and glanced down at the crumbling iron lock hanging from the door.

The lock had been broken, apparently violently opened.

But why is it still hanging on the door?

Glancing at Bai Xiaochang in the cell with his back to him, Mo chuckled, reached out and knocked the lock off, slamming it on the ground with a muffled sound.

Bai Xiaochang seemed to hear the voice and looked back at him.

The moment he saw it clearly, Bai Xiaochang's eyes and the tip of his nose were red, and he puffed out his face and rushed towards him.

Mo hurriedly opened the door and hugged her.

As soon as he pounced, Bai Xiaochang buried his face in Mo's chest and said in a muffled voice: "Those two jailers bullied me!" ”

Hearing this, Mo smiled.

Bullied by two jailers?

This is so true that it can't be fake, to her extent, even if the entire yamen officials come over, it is impossible to bully her.

And if they were really bullied, why did the two jailers faint on the ground?

I really can't lie, but Mo didn't want to expose her thoughts, so he rubbed her head and whispered in her ear: "They bullied you, so I'll help you bully back." ”

Isn't that what coquettish is all about?

What Mo didn't expect was that Bai Xiaochang frowned and refused: "It's not good." ”

She left Mo's arms and looked at the two jailers, her brows full of disgust, and said, "Dirty hands." ”

Mo couldn't help but smile again, took her hand and held her in his arms, "Then don't do it, okay." ”

Bai Xiaochang thought about it and nodded.

Mo set a fire and took Bai Xiaochang with him.

After coming out of the yamen, Mo and Bai Xiaochang walked into an inaccessible alley, and in a dim corner, Mo pressed Bai Xiaochang against the wall, lowered his head to her neck and asked, "Are you still angry?" ”

The exhaled heat hit Bai Xiaochang's neck, turning that piece pink.

Bai Xiaochang blushed and frowned, pushed the ink away hard, and glared at him angrily, "Color, I didn't forgive you!" ”

Mo was not angry when he was scolded, and he still had a smile on his face, as if Bai Xiao often scolded others.

"Don't be angry, can't I be wrong, I am wanted, don't you forgive me?" There was a rare taste of pity in the words.

Bai Xiaochang frowned, as if he was pondering something, but in the end, he still didn't think it through, so he simply asked, "Does it have anything to do with whether you are wanted and whether I forgive you or not?" It's not you I want. ”

Bai Xiaochang: "Moreover, it won't be long before I will be wanted." ”

Mo smiled and said, "That's good, your portrait is next to mine." ”

Bai Xiaochang: "......" strange, did this ink go out without a brain?

Mo: "By the way, I went to the next city today, but I didn't find my target, I'm afraid I'm gone." ”

Bai Xiaochang raised his eyebrows, and while pulling the bamboo slip out of the bracelet, he said, "What a coincidence, I caught one in the next city today." ”

Ink: "...... yes, what a coincidence. ”

So he's a step slower?

Both of them were silent for a while, and when Zhu Jian came out, they felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and subconsciously hugged themselves.

Bai Xiaochang didn't ask how many there were left, and was straightforward: "Where is the next target?" ”

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