Chapter 72: Escape from Prison
Li Yang, who was originally shining with excited eyes, and the handsome Li Yang instantly collapsed his face, "Third Senior Sister, you are screaming again." β
The horny fox is a stain on his life.
Slim Mo became a little stunned. She stood up and raised her hand to pat Liyang's arm heavily, and couldn't help but be even more confused. She looked at her hand in a daze, the touch was real, and her palm hurt slightly.
Li Yang couldn't cry or laugh a little, and gestured to caress the place where he was photographed and screamed bitterly.
This kind of realism is something that cannot be experienced in previous dreams. Xian Mo suddenly became excited, she grabbed Li Yang's arm and said, "Little junior brother, little junior brother, is it really you?" β
Li Yang nodded with a smile.
Xianmo was still a little incredulous, and said a little stupidly: "Why are you here?" β
Li Yang rolled his eyes. Since she did not return to the fairy realm with the mission, he received the position of matchmaker from the second senior brother. It's just that she has been playing happily all the way, and she has never appeared. A month ago, he had gone to attend to an urgent matter, and when he returned, he found that she had been imprisoned.
The white eyes that were still familiar, and Xian Mo was a little incoherent with excitement, "Senior sister knows that you are the best, how did you find it?" What about the senior sister and the second senior brother? β
Li Yang said disdainfully: "With me coming, the third senior sister will be content." Then he looked Xianmo up and down, shook his head, and sighed, "Third Senior Sister, you look really embarrassed." β
Xian Mo was wearing the new clothes sent by the second prince at this time, and there were no scars to be seen. However, her hair was messy, her face was full of dirt, and she was indeed embarrassed.
It was easy to calm down from the excitement, and when I heard this, I was instantly depressed. The little junior brother was born angry with her, and she said hatefully: "No matter how embarrassed I am, I am still your third senior sister." β
She habitually patted the little junior brother's arm, but she could think that she had to rely on the little junior brother to save her out. I had to retract my hand in a sneer, and said indignantly: "Wait until I go back to the master's door, and then I will teach you a stinky boy who doesn't respect your senior sister." β
Li Yang feigned a heavy face.
Xian Mo knew how to judge the situation, and immediately grabbed his arm and chattered in a pitiful tone, "Senior sister has been miserable recently." Not to mention being wrongly imprisoned by them. In order to force me to confess my sins, they also used a barbed black iron whip to whip me for an unknown number of times, and directly whipped me unconscious. β
When Li Yang heard this, his heart was filled with anger. With a black face and a fire in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare they torture you?" β
Xian Mo also wanted to roll her eyes, it was the same question again, "Senior sister doesn't have a father like an emperor, why don't you dare." β
Li Yang choked, his expression complicated.
Xian Mo complained: "You see that I still have this lock and hoop on my wrist now, and I don't have any mana, otherwise how could I be trapped in prison and be hung up and pumped." She rolled up her sleeves, stretched out her wrist wrapped around the lock fairy hoop and shook it in front of the little junior brother's eyes.
Although the wrist of the slender ink is a little dirty and black, it is still white against the backdrop of the inky black lock fairy hoop. The blood marks on the wrists were intertwined with the black vines, which was shocking.
Li Yang saw that his heart was painful, and he couldn't help but gently cover his white jade-like hand on his slender wrist.
This heat made Xianmo want to break free, but was stubbornly held by Li Yang.
Li Yang's other hand raised the sleeve of his shirt even higher, and the whip marks made him feel the urge to destroy this prison, and the strength of his hand couldn't help but tighten.
Xianmo snorted, and Li Yang hurriedly let go.
Seeing the guilt and distress in Li Yang's eyes, Xian Mo smiled and put down the sleeves that were raised, "It's okay, thanks to the medicine of the uncle next door, these injuries are all healed." β
Li Yang was silent, flattening his mind and injecting spiritual power into Xianmo. A burst of warmth passed through his palm and went straight into Xian Mo's body, and the good pain behind him disappeared little by little, and more warmth went straight into his heart.
Xianmo kept saying, "Enough, enough." β
Li Yang was stubborn, and only after sensing that his spiritual power had repaired all the scars on Xianmo's body did he let go of her wrist.
There is warmth on the wrist and in the body. The light in the ink eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look directly at the embarrassment and warmth of being held by Shicai. She turned to her neighbor's uncle and pretended to show off: "Uncle, this is my little junior brother, Liyang." β
The uncle nodded slightly at Liyang and said with a smile: "Girl, happy?" β
The uncle knew her, Xianmo nodded like pounding garlic, and smiled happily, "En, uncle won't stop us." β
The uncle shook his head with a smile, "Uncle said a long time ago that your identity and position as a girl are different from that of uncle." β
Xianmo grinned and said, "Uncle has something I need to do, such as bringing a word or something?" β
The uncle first shook his head, and then hesitated: "If it is convenient for the girl to go to my house to give a message to my wife, I am very good, let them take care of themselves, wait for my son to come back, wait for me to come back." β
The words that the uncle wanted to bring the most was that their son was still alive, although it was just a lie made up casually by Xianmo, but she still nodded solemnly, "I must bring it...... Alas! β
There was a sting pain in his head, and Xianmo covered his head to reprimand Li Yang. Turning her head, she saw a wicked smile on Li Yang's lips, holding the hair that should have been plucked from her head in her hand.
With a wave of his hand, another fine ink appeared in the cell.
Xianmo guessed his intentions, and looked at his fake body with interest. Suddenly, his hand was pulled up by Li Yang, and when he reacted, he was already outside the prison.
Li Yang appeared in a room with Xianmo.
Xianmo looked at the house and said, "Little junior brother, what is this?" β
Li Yang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The envoy's mansion." You've been in the royal capital for so long, and you don't know it's here? β
When he first came to the royal capital, he had a good time playing and did not want to be controlled by his master. When she was assassinated and her mana was controlled, she didn't want to involve her master. Because she had never looked for the mansion, she said: "The main thing is that I don't know where the mansion is." β
Li Yang looked at her with disdain.
Xian Mo felt a kind of embarrassment of being seen through, and turned to say: "Senior Sister Shicai suddenly disappeared, and she didn't say goodbye to her uncle, which is really a bit disrespectful. β
Li Yang sneered: "When did the third senior sister learn to respect the elders, how come I don't know, junior brother." β
Xianmo was a little embarrassed, and replied casually: "When I was in prison." β
Li Yang looked Xianmo up and down, and said leisurely: "After the third senior sister was laid out in prison, she also looked a little older. β
"Ahh Women always put their looks first, especially in front of handsome men. Xianmo is not exempt from this clichΓ©, because she can't see the cunning in Li Yang's eyes.
Xianmo unconsciously touched her cheeks, touching the rough skin, and she was a little stunned.
Li Yang snorted and sighed, "Third Senior Sister, you have a lot of dirt on your face. After speaking, before Xian Mo became angry, he ran out of the door and dropped a sentence with a smile, "Senior brother go and ask Xiao Tong to help you prepare the bath soup." β
Xian Mo, who had no magic power, picked up the cushion on the chair in shame and smashed it outside the room.