Mo Yan's eyes sank two points when he heard the sound outside.

This cold autumn is really haunting.

Knowing that the secret guards outside would not easily let Leng Xianqiu in, Mo Yan slowly used his spiritual power to dry his wet clothes, and then put on the mask that Jun Muhan had left at the bedside again.

No one can covet the beauty of her family's beauty.

Mo Yan hooked his lips and smiled, and landed a light kiss on Jun Muhan's bloodless thin lips.

"Jun Meiren, from now on, you are responsible for healing and recuperation, and I am responsible for cutting off the peach blossoms."

Whatever you do about cold fiber autumn, cold fiber flower...... Come one and she pinch one, come a pair and she will break a pair.

After the words fell, she got up and took the medicinal herbs that the dark guard brought in just now, and casually refined a Phantom Face Pill, and then swallowed it.

Mo Yan transformed into the appearance of a hundred miles of flowing moon again, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, so it was interesting to play.

At this time, the dispute outside had become more and more intense: "Wind Guard, you handed over the emperor to a stranger like this, if she has bad intentions, can you bear this responsibility?" ”

Dark Weifeng replied without humility or arrogance: "Return to the Holy Maiden." The girl of Baili was forcibly pulled in by the emperor. ”

He was telling the truth, Miss Mo was indeed forcibly pulled in by his master.

Leng Xianqiu's face turned blue when he heard this.

She thought that Mo Yan was gone, and this man would be her sooner or later.

Who knew that for more than a month, she almost didn't even have a chance to meet him, let alone treat him.

But now a hundred miles of flowing moon that came out of nowhere was pulled into the inner hall by him like this?

"They...... What to do inside? ”

Leng Xianqiu couldn't calm down anymore.

She pinched her palm, almost bleeding.

Dark Weifeng glanced at Leng Xianqiu and replied lightly, "I don't know." The master did not allow anyone to enter. ”

Leng Xianqiu's breath was suffocated, and he stared at the closed door of the temple, almost staring at a hole.

At this moment, the door of the temple suddenly opened by no one, and a pleasant female voice came from inside: "Wind Guard, let people in." ”

Without hesitation, Dark Guard Wind carried out the order and took a step back to the side.

Leng Xianqiu didn't care why Jun Muhan's henchmen would listen to the words of the girl inside, and rushed into the inner hall with an arrow step.

She finally saw the man she had been thinking about, but the scene on the bed almost stinged her eyes.

Jun Muhan closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed, disheveled, while the red-clothed girl in light gauze was sitting on the edge of the bed affectionately, holding Jun Muhan's hand tightly with one hand.

"Presumptuous!"

Leng Xianqiu was almost crazy with jealousy.

She has been by Jun Muhan's side for so many years, and she has never even touched a sleeve, who would have thought that she would be preempted by another woman.

Without thinking about it, she rushed over to pull Mo Yan up from the bed, but was blocked by an enchantment.

"Presumptuous what?" Mo Yan smiled arrogantly and evilly, "It's just a little bit of a grab." Is this also called presumptuousness? ”

As she spoke, she suddenly lifted her veil, lowered her head, kissed Jun Muhan's thin lips fiercely, and then raised her eyebrows and looked at Leng Xianqiu, "This is called presumptuousness." Understand? But your emperor didn't object. ”

The words fell, and he kissed again.

"You see, he really didn't object."

Followed by the Dark Guard: "......"

They Mo girls are really good at playing, this is to make the saint angry to death.

Leng Xianqiu was almost crazy.

It's just that she lost to Mo Yan in the past, but why did she lose to Baili Liuyue again?

Now that she has not cultivated, she is blocked by this barrier, and she is powerless at all.

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