Li Luo looked at Mu Xi, a little hesitant in her heart, Mu Xi would believe herself?

Li Luo couldn't help but clench his fists, he hated his cowardice a little.

It's all at this juncture, what are you hesitating about? He's Lilo and shouldn't be a coward.

Li Luo licked his lips that were too pale because of nervousness, cautiously raised his eyes to look at Mu Xi, and snorted, "Mu Xi, I am the third prince." ”

He is the third prince who was abandoned and survived until now.

Muxi paused, but did not speak. Li Luo had no choice but to say it again.

When he said it the second time, his confidence was obviously insufficient. Originally, he summoned a lot of courage to say it, but after being ignored by Mu Xi, that courage really became cowardice.

"Li Luo, you should know what it means for you to take on this responsibility now, I hope you are not joking."

Mu Xi didn't look at him, and his voice was cold and indifferent, and Li Luo's heart tightened.

"Muxi, I'm really not kidding."

Li Luo raised his phoenix eyes again and looked directly at Mu Xi.

Mu Xi ignored the firmness in Li Luo's eyes, raised his sleeves and fanned himself, and a gust of wind rushed in front of him, Mu Xi couldn't help but sober up: "Li Luo, what are you crazy about?" ”

"No, Muxi, listen to me, I really don't."

Li Luo pinched Mu Xi's shoulder, turned her violently, and said solemnly.

"That's enough, Li Luo, don't make any more trouble." Mu Xi picked up his hand, and Li Luo pushed it away.

The room was very dry, with a warm fragrance, and the warm fragrance diffused in the room at will, and it was indescribably stuffy.

Mu Feng slowly spread out the folding fan, took a rabbit pen from the wooden frame, and licked it on the inkstone. The ink is the best Songyang ink, which is condensed but not astringent when written, and the clouds flow smoothly.

Mu Feng likes to pick up a pen at this time, and when the environment is the worst, it is the time to test a person's mind.

Mu Feng clenched the end of the pen, first inscribed a poem of five uniques, and after writing it, he felt not very satisfied, so he tore it up.

If you let those calligraphers see it, they will sigh loudly: "It's a pity! ”

Mu Feng does write a good hand, although it is rarely shown, but those who have seen it have to praise from the bottom of their hearts, "If the pen is shocking, the words are boneless".

Mu Feng learned from the hidden masters, and the words he wrote also brought a sense of ease, which was very pleasing to the eye.

But for some reason, Mu Feng was never satisfied, and always felt that there was some lack of flavor in it.

What is the less? He himself didn't know.

Hey? Xi'er's girl is ghostly, if she shows her, maybe she can see the subtlety.

Taking advantage of the good mood of the mind, Mu Feng took a stack of Huizhou rice paper, and waved the pen idly, with 10,000 scrolls hidden in his chest, and a layer of cloud smoke rose on the paper, and the hidden place of the cloud smoke was Ni Zhan's "Autumn Ji Picture of the Fishing Village".

Mu Feng quickly rolled the rice paper with a scroll, wrapped it lightly with a strip of white cloth, and simply carried it on his body, and went to find Mu Xi.

Mu Feng stepped on the shadow of falling flowers all the way, walked through the curved and inclined steps all the way, and arrived at a very elegant courtyard.

Before he approached Mu Xi's room, Mu Feng heard a sound of Ding Wei.

Mu Feng was very puzzled, who would make such a big disturbance in broad daylight?

Could it be that he has fallen into a thief? That's a big deal.

Mu Feng slowed his pace and bent all the way. He felt that he had to observe the situation first, and he couldn't let this thief escape, let alone leave the danger to Mu Xi.

Mu Feng's steps on tiptoe became lighter and lighter, and his body had bent into a soft bow, like a thirsty cat.

Mu Feng cautiously opened the door, but was shocked by the sight in front of him.

Seeing his dearest sister, Mu Xi, holding a long sword in front of him, Li Luo fell on the edge of the bed with a flushed face.

Oh my!

Muhi ...... How dare you use a strong one against a man? If you really like it, tell him. Why force him?

Mu Feng squinted his eyes, closed the door as if he hadn't seen anything in the room, slightly hiding the ten thousand thoughts in his heart, and after waiting for a while, Mu Feng opened the door again, looked at the two who hadn't reacted yet, and asked, "What, do you want to continue." ”

"Wait a minute, it's not what you think." Mu Xi threw the sword in front of Li Luo.

Li Luo bitterly brushed aside the end of the sword and repeated Mu Xi's words again: "It's really not what you think. We...... Just ......"

Just a fight?

Then I accidentally fought.

Li Luo felt very angry at the time, and Mu Xi didn't trust him at all. It would be nice if it was just like this, after all, if he were Muxi, he wouldn't believe it.

What is hateful is that Mu Xi actually spoke ill of him. Not only that, Muxi also dropped the teapot.

Li Luo didn't know when, they would fight. Li Luo's kung fu was better, and he was afraid of hurting Mu Xi, so he had to hide everywhere.

Unexpectedly, this actually gave Mu Xi an opportunity, and Li Luo was at a disadvantage by dividing five by two. Li Luo had to be like a lamb, letting Mu Xi chase him around.

Fang Cai Li Luo just came out of his mind for a moment, and was suddenly knocked down by Mu Xi. The place where Li Luo fell was still more ambiguous, and it turned out to be on the edge of the bed of the boudoir.

What does this make Li Luo say?

He really had nothing to say.

Li Luo is a little unlucky today, everything is not going well.

When Li Luo and Mu Xi saw Mu Feng coming, they hurriedly restrained their anger, pretended to be amiable, and smiled at each other.

In order not to make Mu Feng suspicious, Li Luo took the lead in explaining to Mu Feng: "Don't be careful, we are just learning martial arts. ”

Mu Feng was even more puzzled. Mu Xi's martial arts should not be as good as Li Luo's! Why was it Li Luo who ended up in a mess?

Mu Feng really looked at Mu Xi, dressed neatly in a green Luo skirt, except for the bun hair was a little messy, it was no different from usual!

Mu Feng looked at Li Luo more carefully, the garden collar had been loosened, and the robe belt had disappeared. In particular, the original towering Qingyun crown was shattered into two.

Mu Xi, how fast the progress of martial arts should be!

Is he stupid? Of course, he is not stupid.

Mu Fenghu's eyes widened suspiciously, turned his gaze to Mu Xi again, and asked, "Are you stupid for me?" ”

Mu Xi said: "Believe it or not. ”

After saying this, Mu Xi was stunned, glanced at Mu Feng, and Mu Xi sat back at the table.

Li Luo on the side stood aside a little at a loss, looking at Mu Xi and Mu Feng with a nervous expression.

Mu Feng sighed and said, "That's it, just when I didn't see anything, I came here this time just to ask Mu Xi to help me see how my calligraphy is written." ”