"Don't you think about it!" Li Qingsong broke the wine vat and rested a piece of sharp ceramic on his neck, "Leng Moyu, I'd rather die than give in!" ”

Leng Moyu put his hands behind his back and said gracefully: "It's strange, you are not even afraid of death, how can you be afraid that I like you?" ”

"When you die, you can be with your parents, your brothers and sisters." Li Qingsong's eyes turned red again, "Alive...... Insulted by you......"

Leng Moyu shook his head helplessly: "Little Lizi, where did you see that my son wanted to insult you, and took you to the mass grave to worship your family at the risk of killing your head?" ”

Li Qingsong was stunned for a moment, looked at Leng Moyu in a daze, and groaned for a moment before he said, "Why?" Why are you doing this? ”

"Live well!" Leng Moyu stared at him, her eyes seemed to have brilliance circulating under the starry sky, "Make all the unfulfilled dreams come true one by one." ”

"Dreams?" Li Qingsong choked up and said these two words, and then said angrily: "Everyone in the Li family died because of him, I want to kill your father, is it a dream?" ”

"Count!" Leng Moyu nodded seriously, "However, my father has the world's number one swordsman by his side to protect him, if you want to kill him, go to practice martial arts first!" ”

Li Qingsong's hand loosened, the porcelain piece fell to the ground, and he also sat on the ground: "I don't have a foundation in martial arts, and after practicing for thirty years, I may not be able to win the number one swordsman in the world!" ”

"Flutter"!

Leng Moyu laughed, and he leaned forward and backwards with laughter!

"What's so funny?" Li Qingsong was puzzled.

Leng Moyu crossed his hands on his hips: "Don't you know?" My father is already sixty years old, and he can live another thirty years? What a little fool with a good skin but no brains! ”

"I ......" Li Qingsong was embarrassed, but he couldn't refute Leng Moyu's words, he suddenly thought of something: "It's strange, I'm going to kill your father, what are you happy about?" ”

"You'll understand when you're older!" Leng Moyu turned over and got on the horse, "Little Lizi, let's go!" ”

"I'm not called Xiao Lizi!" Li Qingsong snorted, "The eunuch in the palace is called Xiao Lizi!" ”

"I'll call you Komatsutsu!" Leng Moyu smiled back, although his face was dark, his eyes were full of light.

The kind of light that emanated from the inside to the outside seemed to be a bright light, shining on Li Qingsong's body, and Li Qingsong couldn't help but be stunned.

Leng Moyu laughed, and Li Qingsong immediately blushed and looked away.

She didn't tease him anymore, and took him to a remote residence, "From now on, you live here, do you see the Taoist who sweeps the floor?" He is your master, follow him to learn martial arts. ”

Li Qingsong didn't expect that Leng Moyu was telling the truth, for a while, he had mixed feelings, his nose was sour, but he couldn't speak.

Leng Moyu rode away, and was still two hundred meters away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, when suddenly, a black figure seemed to fall from the sky, with five fingers spread, and grabbed her with a sharp finger wind.

"Where's the Assassin? Dare to murder in front of the Prime Minister's Gate? Leng Moyu dodged over, grabbed the reins and got under the horse's belly.

The person who came did not speak, and his martial arts were much higher than her, and he grabbed her out from under the horse's belly like lightning, turned over on the horse, and the two of them rode out.

"What are you going to do?" Leng Moyu hurriedly asked.

"What about Li Qingsong?" He asked.

Leng Moyu understood, that kid was quite popular: "Who are you?" ”