When she returned to her room, she sat alone at the table, staring at the oil lamp on the table in a daze. The room was quiet, and the faint moonlight passed through the window, silently circulating in mid-air, as if there was no end.

After a while, there was the sound of doors opening and closing in the distance, and the small footsteps passed in front of Moling's room, paused slightly, and disappeared into the distance. Fu Qin came out of the jade pendant at this time, first floated outside the house to take a look, and then floated back and said quietly: "She is already gone, don't you chase after her?"

"I don't know. Mo Ling held her forehead with one hand and her chest with the other, "I don't know if I should trust her or not." ”

Fu Qin didn't speak, and then listened to Mo Ling ask, "Fu Qin, if it were you, what would you do?"

Fu Qin asked rhetorically: "If it were you, how would you answer?" ”

"I ......," Mo Ling choked and shook her head, "I can't answer." ”

After saying that, Mo Ling fell on the table, his eyes half-closed, and he seemed very tired.

"You don't believe in Fan Yin because Qing Kite is very bad?" Fu Qin suddenly asked.

"Otherwise, what else could there be. "Then why are you so good to Mo Qingyao?"

"What do you mean by that?" Moling looked up at Fu Qin.

"When Mo Zixu led his relatives to wash the extreme eastern region with blood, Father Mo was also one of them. Fu Qin's tone changed suddenly.

"He can't help himself, the fault is Mo Zixu, not him. "Then you didn't think that while he saved you, he also killed many of your relatives. "I said, he's—"

"I can't help myself," Fu Qin interrupted Mo Ling's words, "Aren't you deceiving yourself, if you can't help yourself can be used as a reason, then it is not wrong for Old Man Mo to poison Qingwei, and it is not wrong for Qingzhou to kill his fellow disciples, and it is not wrong to tell Father Mo that he has concealed the fact for three years until he dies!"

Fu Qin floated in the air, his figure looming, like a ghost, and the words he said were cold and piercing, without a trace of pity. The first time Mo Ling saw such a Fuqin, he couldn't help but be a little stunned: "What do you want to say." ”

"I want to say, if you ask me, 'Qing Yuan is vicious, should I trust her sister Fanyin', just like I asked you, 'Daddy Mo is your blood enemy, should you take pity on his daughter Mo Qingyao.'" ’”

"These two things are completely different and you can't think about them together. "To me, they're the same. ”

“...... I don't understand, why do you always have trouble with Yao'er, the last time you were in the Mo family's crypt, why do you keep having trouble with a nine-year-old girl?"

"As soon as I mentioned Mo Qingyao to you, you said that I was in a mood and awkward," Fu Qin was a little angry, "Then I won't talk about it in the future, you should be satisfied?"

"You're not in a mood, what?" "Yes, I'm just in a mood. "Why are you? "As far as it goes, I'm just dissatisfied with Mo Qingyao. "Where did she provoke you?" "Because you're always looking at her!"

"What a mess," Mo Ling felt inexplicable, "we're talking about Fan Yin, what are you going to do with Yao'er." ”

"One is your sister, the other is your sister, you can't solve the problem yourself, don't always come to ask me!" This time Fu Qin was really angry, and directly twisted his head and flew to the corner of the room without saying a word.

"My head hurts...... "Mo Ling fell on the table again, "Fuqin, let's talk well, okay." ”

"No, I can't. It took a long time for Fu Qin to burst out of his mouth.

"Then you can't stay there. "You have to take care of it. ”“...... I've got a little drunk here, do you want to eat some?" "What am I doing with a thousand days drunk?" "I'll calm down after eating." "I'm already calm!"

“...... Where's the calm? "Stop muttering, I can hear you. ”“...... There's a big package under the bed, you can carry it for me. "......" "Why can't I hear it again this time?" "I heard it, I don't want to help you get it." "Then you can talk to me well. "I don't want to say it. "Then you can't stay there. "You just asked. ”“......”

After a while, Mo Ling estimated that Fu Qin's qi was almost gone, and then opened his mouth and said tentatively: "I thought about what you said, and I think it makes sense. ”

Fuqin did not respond.

"I'm going out later, and you're waiting for me in the house?"

Fu Qin still didn't say anything, Mo Ling asked again, and Fu Qin turned his head and replied, "Where do you like to go, no matter what I do," as he spoke, Fu Qin got back into the jade pendant, "Sleep." ”

"Don't you sleep during the day? "Don't worry about it!"

Mo Ling really couldn't cry or laugh, and couldn't help but sigh: Usually good and dignified, it's really more difficult to coax than Yao'er when it makes trouble.

After sighing, Mo Ling dragged out a large package from under the bed, and carefully dressed it up in the faint moonlight.

When he went downstairs to leave the inn, Mo Ling was stopped by the shopkeeper: "Guest officer, please stay!"

Mo Ling turned around and saw the shopkeeper take out a letter from the cabinet, and hurried over, "Guest officer, I haven't seen you for a few days, today can be regarded as waiting for you, someone asked me to transfer this letter to you, and the guest officer took it." ”

Mo Ling took the letter and found that there was a word "ancient" written on it, and when it was opened, the content was only a few lines. Mo Ling hurriedly swept the letter, his face quickly changed, and he left quickly before he could say goodbye, leaving the shopkeeper alone and muttering: These guests living on the second floor are really stranger than the other.

Out of the inn, Mo Ling traveled all the way, and soon came to the outside of Qinxin Tower. Qinxinlou has closed, and Mo Ling "She" a pot of tea by herself, and wrote the word "Fanyin" on the stone slab.

At this moment, outside the county guard's mansion, there was a thin black figure, standing alone in front of the notice. I don't know what I saw, but the black shadow's body suddenly began to tremble, and it was about to fall down when it staggered. At this moment, a man with a sword in a cloak burst out from the corner of the street and stepped forward to hold the black shadow.

The black shadow came to his senses and found that the man with the sword actually knew him, and he was shocked and anxious: "Qishuang, the big thing is not good, Lord Qingyu, she was ......"

Liu Qishuang nodded, indicating that she already knew about it, "Fanyin, we were poisoned by Mo Zixu, the master was arrested by Mo Zixu, and I was seriously injured by him." ”

"And how are your injuries now?" Fan Yin said with concern.

"Although there is no fear of life, but the skill can only be used about 30%. The county guard has sent more troops to guard the dungeon tonight, and with my body, it will be difficult to infiltrate the dungeon. Liu Qishuang's face was worried, and he untied the long sword on his waist and handed it to Fan Yin, "Tomorrow at noon, the execution will be carried out, and the only way to do it is tonight." Fanyin, take away the sword, and the salvation of the master will count on you. ”

"But I don't know how to swordsmanship...... Fan Yin was hesitating to take the long sword, and heard Liu Qishuang whisper: "If you want to take it, take it, it will come in handy at a critical time." ”

"Hey, no matter what. Fan Yin gritted his teeth and took the long sword, "I'm leaving, so what should you do?"

"I bought a carriage and put it around the corner, and when you rescue the master, we will drive out of Qinglong City. Liu Qishuang pointed to the corner not far away.

"Good. Fan Yin responded, and after seeing Liu Qishuang leave, he took a deep breath and jumped into the compound of the county guard's mansion.