Chapter 8: Too high a scare score is not good for physical and mental health!

In the early morning, a vigorous figure crossed the blue sky, stopped on the balcony fence in the blink of an eye, and a few crisp birdsong sounded along the breeze into the bedroom.

Mo Li sat up from the bed and turned his head to look at the balcony, where the disturbing swallow was gone.

Rubbing his wistful eyes, Mo Li shifted his gaze to his knee and reached out to untie the bandage with confusion.

No wonder it doesn't hurt anymore.

Mo Li reached out and touched his knee, yesterday it was still a blur of flesh and blood, but now it is as clean as ever, and there is no trace of injury to be seen.

Whether it's a physical reason or a systemic reason, for Mo Li, this is a good thing!

Getting out of bed, Mo Li yawned and walked to the bathroom.

"Bang—"

A violent crash came from outside the balcony.

As soon as Mo Li came out of the bathroom, he was startled by the sound, ran to the balcony in a few steps, and looked down into the courtyard.

The swimming pool directly below the balcony is sparkling with the sun, and a vague figure is reflected on the water, and when the wind blows, the reflection wrinkles and ripples with the water waves.

Mo Li's gaze followed the reflection, and he saw a woman with neat short hair, dressed in a white practice uniform, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd in her right hand, and waving it at the wooden stake beside her.

"Bang—"

One end of the stake cracked in response, the woman didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, her waist twisted, she raised her hand and stabbed forward, Fang Tian's halberd slowly flowed like a meandering water, but it easily pierced the stake.

Majestic, rigid and soft!

Mo Li knew that it was not an overnight thing to be able to practice to such a point, and looked at the woman's gaze with a little admiration.

Just as Mo Li was watching with relish, the woman suddenly turned around and looked.

Look at each other!

Mo Li blinked, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, a smile bloomed on his face, and he raised his hand to wave at the woman.

A smile froze on Mo Li's face.

Fang Tian's halberd was as urgent as an iron horse, roaring towards Mo Li.

At this time, apart from the sound of Fang Tian's halberd breaking through the air, Mo Li didn't seem to be able to hear any sound.

"Whoosh—"

Fang Tian's painting halberd swept past Mo Li's ears with a strong wind, and several long black hairs broke in response to the sound and fluttered down on the smooth marble floor.

"Bang—"

The sound of the impact behind him brought Mo Li back to his senses, Mo Li raised one hand and pressed it on his chest, the violent beating of his heart made Mo Li breathe a little short, and he supported the fence with one hand, finding a support point for his somewhat weak legs.

With a little bit of strength, Mo Li looked sideways slightly behind him, Fang Tian's painting halberd had fallen to the ground, and looking up along the root of the wall, an extremely deep imprint was particularly conspicuous on the wall.

After taking a few deep breaths, Mo Li was relieved, and looked out of the balcony, where the edge of the pool was already empty, and the short-haired woman was gone.

After staring blankly for a few seconds, and hearing a hurried knock on the door, Mo Li turned his head and frowned, his gaze stayed on Fang Tian's halberd for a few seconds before he raised his feet and walked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, a white hand slapped towards Mo Li's cheek.

Mo Li was just about to take a step back, but his other slender hand had already pinched the white hand.

It's her?

Mo Li's gaze lingered on the short-haired woman's face for a few seconds, and then at the long-haired woman who wanted to slap her.

"Jun Wan?" The long-haired woman looked at Xu Junwan with some astonishment, unable to believe that Xu Junwan would actually stop herself.

"Yao Qianqian is the Xu family, you can't be an outsider to do it, understand?" Xu Junwan faced Yao Qianqian's questioning eyes, her eyes didn't blink, and the undoubted attitude in her tone made Yao Qianqian's face even more gloomy.

Xu Junwan let go of Yao Qianqian's hand and stepped into Mo Li's bedroom with one foot, like the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain, making Mo Li's hand that wanted to stop it.

At this moment, Xu Junwan had already taken a big stride and was about to walk to the balcony, Mo Li pursed the corners of her mouth, glanced at Yao Qianqian, who had been staring at her, raised her eyebrows, and also entered the bedroom.

Xu Junwan picked up his toes and flipped his wrist, and Fang Tian's halberd was already held in Xu Junwan's hand.

"Xu Junwan, my name."

Xu Junwan's fingers stroked Fang Tian's halberd and looked at Mo Li scrutinically.

"I am ......"

"I know." Xu Junwan interrupted Mo Li's introduction, leaned against the wall and continued: "I know everything about you, and I don't have much interest in you. ”

"Huh." Yao Qianqian stood beside Mo Li and sneered contemptuously: "A small family came out, and you also want to occupy the position of the young lady of the Xu family?" I don't look in the mirror myself, do I really think that a sparrow can become a phoenix? ”

Mo Li turned his head to look at Yao Qianqian, and the corners of his mouth rose: "May I ask who you are?" ”

Yao Qianqian's eyes flashed with anger, and she raised her chin and looked at Mo Li: "My name is Yao Qianqian, and my dad is Yao Xiongzhi!" ”

"Oh." Mo Li replied indifferently, turned to look at Xu Junwan, and asked suspiciously, "So, are your Xu family their vassals?" ”

Xu Junwan raised her eyebrows, looked Mo Li up and down, and a trace of surprise crossed her eyes.

When Yao Qianqian heard Mo Li's words, her heart tightened, and she turned her head to look at Xu Junwan suddenly, seeing that she was not angry, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and glared at Mo Li, and shouted, "What are you talking nonsense?" If it really came out of a small family, I don't even know what the status of the Xu family is! ”

Mo Li looked at Yao Qianqian sideways, and spread his hands: "Since you are not your vassal, then you are so lenient, have you asked Brother Jun Yan?" ”

Hearing Mo Li's voice Brother Jun Yan, Yao Qianqian was angry from her heart, she chased Xu Junyan for eleven years, but Xu Junyan never gave her a good face, even if she even had a title, she could only shout Xu Shao, if Xu Junwan was saved by her mother when she was a child, I am afraid she would not even be able to enter the Xu family villa.

"You are also worthy of being called Brother Xu Shaojun?"

Yao Qianqian took a step forward aggressively, but her petite and delicate body was really a little short of breath in front of Mo Li's tall figure.

Mo Li looked down at Yao Qianqian slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun Yan and I have both got marriage certificates, what do you say?" ”

Yao Qianqian didn't expect that a down-and-out household would repeatedly contradict her, and the anger in her heart became more and more intense, and she raised her hand to fan Mo Li's face.

"Whew—"

A breaking sound sounded, followed by a white light that shook Mo Li's eyes.

Mo Li subconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the sharp blade of Fang Tian's halberd flashed with cold light, pointing at Yao Qianqian's face.

Yao Qianqian's raised hand paused in mid-air, her forehead was covered with dense fine sweat, and she looked sideways at Xu Junwan in horror: "Jun... Jun Evening? ”

"You're taking my words for granted, aren't you?" Xu Junwan put away Fang Tian's halberd, stepped in front of Yao Qianqian in two steps, and regardless of Yao Qianqian's demeanor that wanted to defend, he grabbed Yao Qianqian's collar and walked to the balcony.

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, hesitating whether to follow and take a look.

Suddenly, Mo Li gasped and watched Xu Junwan casually throw people out of the balcony with a confused expression.

In the midst of Yao Qianqian's screams, Xu Junwan turned to look at Mo Li, and with a fierce phoenix eye, he met Mo Li's gaze.

Mo Li tightened his fist and took a half-step back.

Is it too late to call 110 now?