"Ask Shi, in front of this son, it's best not to be clever. Since this son can be your master, he can naturally determine your life and death. “

Mo Jinyu looked at the boy with his head hanging in front of him, looking like a deferential waiter. I don't know why, my heart suddenly became jealous.

It's really that the other party just grasped the timing of both the complaint and the opportunity to help him break the siege in front of the three princesses, and it was too good for him, and it really didn't look like the performance of a boy who took office on the first day.

This made him, who was born with a seven-trick heart, have to be a little vigilant.

The little demon knelt down with a puff, and secretly said to himself: What about the high and simple things that were said?! What about not asking about the world? The person in front of her, who threatens her life and death at every turn, is really the object of her mission this time?!

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Mo Xiaoyou did not forget his identity at this time after all, and his voice was still respectful: "What Childe said is that he is wrong to ask Shizhi." ”

With a decent answer, no flaws, Mo Jinyu stood in place for a long time, until Mo Xiaoyou felt that his knees were a little sore, and then he listened to him:

"Alright, get up. The future is a bit difficult, so you have to be careful. ”

When Mo Xiaoyou heard this, he instantly understood the meaning of Mo Jinyu's words:

Those noble ladies were deflated at the gate today, how could they give up so easily? There are only two of you left on the way from here to the temple, isn't it the best time to take revenge?

What is the hard way forward? It would be very difficult to walk, okay?!

Mo Xiaoyou spurned the hypocrisy of the little boy in front of him in his heart-since the future is difficult to go, then don't go!

On his face, he said gratefully: "Childe rest assured, even if the stone is broken, it will not make Childe have the slightest difference." ”

Although there are also noble girls who are as old and dignified as Mo Yaoyu's cousin, there are more children in their teens who are about the same age as Mo Jinyu.

Children, if they are unhappy or cry or make others uncomfortable, in short, they have to vent it.

This is the means of communication at this age.

When the ink demon used a tree branch to provoke the mouse trap set up on the ground for the tenth time, he couldn't help but sigh, this means of communication is too disrespectful of the life safety of animals!

Especially this little mouse trap is so secret, if it weren't for the fact that there was a noble girl who wanted to get close to his son-in-law and "inadvertently" pushed his son-in-law to "pass by", Mo Xiaoyou really didn't notice these hidden weapons under the willows among the flowers.

Of course, the most classic Doutou powder, Doutou cold water, and Doutou ink are also indispensable communication programs.

Every time Mo Jinyu wanted to enter the arch, the ink demon had to fly to the wall to take a look, until he finally stood outside the door of the metaphysical church, and the water filling guys stacked together in the hands of the ink demon were already half a person high.

Thinking of some of the small spells that the original body had learned in the dark guard camp, the corners of Mo Xiaoyou's mouth curled, and she gently pulled the hem of Mo Jinyu's little boy who was walking in front of her with her free hand.

Along the way, Mo Jinyu's little boy, who had already formed a tacit understanding with the ink demon, stopped in an instant, and even his breathing gradually slowed down.

This way, Mo Jinyu's little son is quite not easy:

Seeing that the honest boy he had chosen at the beginning flew through the wall, broke through the wall and broke the door, and was even able to use a few small spells that he had never seen.

His sensitive child's heart was instantly confused by the corners of the clothes of the boy in front of him.

Although it is not uncommon for the secret guards from the Dark Guard Battalion to have these skills, no one has ever told him that the people from the Dark Guard Camp can still act so realistically!

Especially, at this moment, the other party secretly stopped himself in a still timid and cowardly voice, mixing the previous image of omnipotence......

Mo Xiaogongzi only felt that his mood was messy!