Chapter 156: Fickleness

"Hehe, you can't get any benefit from a hard mouth."

"Whether it's a hard mouth or not, it remains to be seen."

……

The two of them sarcastically mocked each other every word, until a figure stepped into the hall, and this war of words came to an end for the time being.

"Lord, the wagon and dry rations are ready." The person who came said respectfully.

Gu Mofeng raised his sleeves and waved, and the man walked out of the hall.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I've asked someone to help you pack your things and put them in the carriage, if there's nothing else to do, please move somewhere else." Gu Mofeng said in a deep voice, compared with the past, today's tone is quite kind.

Dye Hua's eyes flashed slightly, and he sneered: "It seems that I have met a real barbarian." "She is not ashamed of Gu Mofeng's style, she is a gentleman on the surface, but she is actually an out-and-out despicable villain.

"Barbarians? Hehe, then I'll show you what a real barbarian is. As soon as the words fell, Gu Mofeng had disappeared in place, and in the next second, the black figure had appeared behind the dyeing painting like a ghost, reaching out with lightning speed, pulling the dyeing painting in front of him, bending his waist, and immediately picking up the dyeing painting, and walking straight out of the door.

Dye Hua exclaimed at his fickleness, constantly struggling, but how could he break free from his embrace, this dead man, what kind of trouble is this?

Looking at Gu Mofeng's figure holding the dyed painting and fading away, the water dyed fairy's eyes froze, the blood on his face faded, his legs seemed to have been filled with lead, and he was so heavy that he couldn't move his feet, just looked at the black figure that disappeared at the door in a daze, and his heart seemed to be empty.

"Fairy girl, why are you still standing here, everyone is ready, just waiting for you." The coachman stood outside the door and urged.

The water-dyed fairy put away his emotions, glanced at the coachman at the door, and a touch of annoyance flashed in his eyes, "What's the ghost called?" Didn't you see Miss Ben going out? ”

While speaking, Shui Dye Fairy had already left the inn, looking at the carriage in front of her, she was confused, wasn't there only one carriage when she came, how could there be one more for no reason now. And the extra carriage was much smaller than the one before.

"Fairy girl, please get in the car." Seeing that the water dyed fairy was standing still, the coachman immediately ran forward and said with a smile.

The water dyed fairy snorted lightly and walked towards the carriage in front, but was stopped by a hand on the way, and when he looked at that hand, he saw a cold face, and the water dyed fairy immediately recognized the identity of this person, this person was the entourage sent out by Gu Mofeng a few days ago to run errands.

"What do you mean by that?" The water-dyed fairy asked wryly.

Dark Night raised his eyes and swept behind her, and said coldly, "Your carriage is behind." ”

Shui Ran Fairy smiled strangely: "I think you are mistaken, I am the personal maid of the Lord, I should be serving left and right, but now you let me sit in the back, are you not afraid of the Lord's blame?" She didn't believe that Gu Mofeng would let her sit in a carriage behind her, and from the moment he came to him, he took her with him almost everywhere he went.

"Your carriage is in the back." Dark Night didn't seem to hear what the water dyed fairy said, and just coldly repeated what he had just said.

Shui Dyed Immortal's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You, don't deceive people too much." ”

The carriage in front of him had already moved forward slowly, looking at the water dyed fairy, a touch of impatience flashed on the cold face of the dark night, and he immediately grabbed the sleeve of the water dyed fairy, pulled it to the carriage behind, and threw the water dyed fairy into the carriage with a little force in his hand. He then jumped into the carriage, and with a flick of his whip, the steed spread its hooves and pursued the carriage in front of him.