An inconspicuous sweeper, even in the middle of the night, holds a broom!

At this moment, he is using a broom as a weapon, and he is lightning towards the cold of the night.

Whether it is on the battlefield or on the rivers and lakes, there are few opponents in the martial arts of the cold night!

But this sweeping Taoist, the number of martial arts roads can't be distinguished for a while, and the kung fu is the top melon!

It seems that the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion are really Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!

It's just that how can these people be willing to work for the people of the Leng family?

With the Taoist chief entangled in the cold night, Leng Moyu immediately went to find Li Qingsong!

This little fox with no integrity, dare to play him? The cold eyebrows of the night condensed, and wrinkled slightly into the word "Chuan", but the work in his hands did not stop, and in a blink of an eye, he had already passed ten moves with the sweeping road.

Li Qingsong slept very soundly, he was frightened in Huamanlou, and he didn't dare to sleep much.

Although he didn't understand Leng Moyu's reasons and reasons for being kind to him, he could finally get a good night's sleep.

"Xiao Songsong......" Leng Moyu stretched out his hand and patted his picturesque handsome face, "Get up!" ”

"Ah......" Li Qingsong sat up suddenly, only wearing a snow-white middle coat, and when he saw that Leng Moyu was here, he immediately hugged his chest, afraid that Leng Moyu would bully him! You...... What are you doing? ”

Leng Moyu originally wanted to tease him again, but he thought that the masked people outside would kill him at any time.

"I thought of a fun place, and I'll take you there." Leng Moyu actually wanted to transfer him away.

Why should she listen to this masked man? He said that if he handed over Li Qingsong, she would hand it over!

Hum! She won't pay it.

Li Qingsong rubbed his eyes: "It's not dawning, what do you want to play?" ”

"Just follow me!" Leng Moyu threw his coat to him: "Come out quickly, I'll wait for you!" ”

Li Qingsong got dressed and walked out, Leng Moyu took him to hide in the dark, and they saw that the masked man and the sweeping master were still fighting indistinguishably!

"Komatsutsu, the masked man, do you know him?" Leng Moyu asked him.

Li Qingsong shook his head: "I haven't seen it." ”

Leng Moyu had an idea: "Come with me, he's here to kill you." ”

Li Qingsong's extremely good-looking face turned pale in an instant.

Leng Moyu, who was born as a mercenary, deceived this pure good boy, and he didn't feel blushing at all.

It's just that when she pulled Li Qingsong's wrist and hadn't escaped yet, Ye Linghan had already injured the sweeping Taoist to the ground, his robe was hunting in the wind, and his five fingers were like hooks, grabbing Li Qingsong.

"Why did you kill me?" Although Li Qingsong was angry, he still had a lot of backbone and would rather die than give in.

The night was cold and cold, and I understood.

Leng Moyu, this cunning and changeable little fox, look at how he cleans her up!

Ye Cold's eyes flashed, and when he saw Leng Moyu on tiptoe, he was about to fly out of the wall.

He picked up a pebble, his bony fingers flexing and flicking, and the pebble struck her little ass with the air he swung.

Her body, like a kite with a broken string, fell from the wall to the ground in a daze.

It's painful for the old lady to die! Leng Moyu rubbed his little buttocks and cursed the masked man to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, but he had to change his smile to explain.

"Hero, I misunderstood! I treated Li Gongzi very well, worshiped his relatives, and let him worship the Taoist as a teacher, so that he could live here to shelter from the wind and rain. Leng Moyu said immediately.