"Leng Moyu, you are really the most shameless person in Jinling City!" Although Ye Rinhan was injured, he still stood up from the ground with great momentum.

"Prizes, prizes!" Leng Moyu stood behind his back with his hands behind his back, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his long figure had a light that could not be ignored in the midday sun.

Ye Lin ignored Leng Moyu and turned around to leave.

"Hey, hero, don't you really think about it?" Leng Moyu shouted at him: "My son can go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, go up to the court, enter the bedroom, climb the wall, beat the hooligans, can afford to buy a new house, and can make up clothes." I live in Zizhuyuan, welcome heroes to come to me at any time when they figure it out! ”

Ah! The hero is thin-skinned, and he has already disappeared!

Leng Moyu thinks that the hero is still good, has a sense of justice, and is also strong in martial arts, but he is too rigid and doesn't know how to be flexible!

Look, she's still a very good person at life!

People, we always have to look forward in order to have a better life and meet better people.

Leng Moyu touched his little mouth and walked forward happily.

Hearing that the people said that the thief had been beheaded, she simply went to Zizhuyuan.

In the distance, she heard the sound of the piano!

Some grief, some weeping, some suppressed anger!

In the depths of the bamboo forest, a snow-white figure, a handsome face, frosty cold, ten fingers on the strings, the piano is born from the heart......

Leng Moyu had already heard that Li Qingsong was a talented man in Jinling, if the family had not suffered an accident, in the near future, he would also be a talented ruler in the court.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Childe knows, today's thief is clearly a wronged substitute for the dead!" Li Qingsong said in the direction where Leng Moyu was standing.

Leng Moyu stepped on the fluffy fallen leaves, the sunlight fell through the gaps, the light and shadow were mottled, and her figure seemed light.

"Reliable information?" Leng Moyu frowned.

When Leng Shanfeng was investigating the case, she didn't know about it, and the case was closed in a hurry, but she didn't rule out the possibility of an unjust case.

Li Qingsong got up from the piano, leaned against the bamboo, and straightened his body: "Kuang Ying has been missing on the rivers and lakes for a long time, he suddenly appeared and stole the night pearl of the palace, and it was just pure fun, this is not the point, the point is that Kuang Ying's face was scratched, childe, you said, is this to cover up and show another secret?" ”

"You went to see the execution?" Leng Moyu stared at him, and said with a straight face.

Li Qingsong nodded: "Yes!" ”

Leng Moyu was silent, to be honest, who was the thief? What is the purpose? She didn't care.

Li Qingsong is still a young and vigorous young man, she is a human being, and she has long seen through the essence from the surface.

"Childe, why don't you speak?" Li Qingsong was a little aggressive.

Leng Moyu sat next to the piano, stretched out his ten fingers, and stroked the strings a few times, the sound of the piano was as lazy as his people, as if it was a white cloud in the sky, floating around casually for thousands of years.

"It's none of our business." She stopped stroking the piano and said lightly.

Li Qingsong looked at Leng Moyu with great sadness: "I originally thought that you would have a hot-blooded heart on the surface, I originally thought that you saved me because you had great ambitions to change the darkness of officialdom, I originally thought that you were different from your father, but I still saw it wrong...... Leng Moyu, you disappointed me so much! ”