After a few hours, Meng Qinghuan arrived with a few people as promised, and as expected, Zhiyue's mouth began to move as soon as she arrived here.

"Hey, I said, why are you not responsible at all? Let's help, and you're pretty comfortable in the shade. Zhiyue looked at Bai Cha, who was drinking tea quietly, and began to be yin and yang: "What makes Miss Bai so embarrassed?" Also ......"

"Weaving Moon!" The clear voice was stunned by the immature and startled Zhiyue, and she looked at Mo Ziye next to her with a serious face in surprise.

In Zhiyue's impression, Mo Ziye has always been a little kid, with good strength, impulsiveness, and a strong sense of justice, but he has not been calm enough, far worse than his father Mo Yuntian, but he doesn't care about things like Mo Yuntian, and now he is suddenly so strong that Zhiyue is speechless for a long time.

However, Zhiyue didn't know that Mo Ziye's mobile phone, which had not yet turned off the screen, was densely packed with a string of precautions from white tea.

How to speak, how to control your temper, how to manage your expressions...... and so on, and at this time, Mo Ziye was sweating in his palms while holding his mobile phone, but he didn't expect the effect to be surprisingly good.

"Yes, I want you to help, I want to participate in the World Series by the way, if you don't want to come, go back, I, I have someone to replace you." Mo Ziye said a lot in one breath with a calm face, it was the first time for him to talk to others with this attitude, and he always felt awkward.

But looking at Zhiyue's obedient appearance, he felt so happy for the first time.

That's it, even if he is not the head of the family now, he is still the little prince, and his subordinates have always disobeyed him before, and now he can suddenly be disciplined by himself, which of course are two completely different feelings.

Bai Cha nodded with satisfaction, these people from affiliated families usually don't listen to discipline just because the Mo family doesn't care at all. The prestige of the Mo family is not small, and most people must obey it.

"Cha Cha!" A familiar voice came, like a lark in spring, the pink elf didn't know what he was doing just now and arrived one step later than Zhiyue, and now he immediately pounced when he saw Bai Cha.

The recliner crunched twice, but fortunately, the two girls Baicha and Freya were very lightweight, but if they changed the recliner for two people, they had to return to the west.

The little pink girl landed on Bai Cha like a little butterfly, and gently dropped a kiss on Bai Cha's lips one centimeter of cheek, laughing briskly.

"Miss Freya, it's a tiring journey, why don't you have a cup of tea?" Lucifer's smile stiffened as he handed the tea to Freya.

"No, I just want tea." Freya didn't seem to understand what Lucifer wanted to get her up at all, so she hugged Bai Cha's neck and rubbed: "I haven't seen you for a day, if you don't see you for three autumns, if you don't see you for a few hours, it must have been autumn~"

Freya's voice is not the kind of clip that makes people uncomfortable to listen to, it is a very natural cute and pleasant timbre, with the vitality and brightness of a girl, and the amusing white tea is quite good.

"What a fallacy." Although it was a rebuttal, it was not difficult to see that the corners of Bai Cha's lips were in a good mood, looking at Mo Ziye, who was almost sick not far away, Freya rubbed Bai Cha's neck as if showing off.

Bai Cha was helpless, so he had to hug Freya's small waist and stand up from the chair with Freya. Freya was more than half a head shorter than Bai Cha, and when she stood up with such a hug, her feet suddenly left the ground, and she wrapped her arms around Bai Cha's waist with an exclamation.

"Scared?" Bai Cha snorted lightly, patted Freya's thigh wrapped around her and teased.

"No, how could it be." Freya snorted lightly, and then Bai Cha jumped down, stroked her fluffy pale pink bangs, and winked proudly: "The cute girl is omnipotent~"

Bai Cha smiled, and did not refute in the stiff gaze of everyone, but gently stroked Freya's cheek, and pulled Freya over with a chuckle.

"Brother, do you think Xiaobai really likes women?" Mo Ziye quietly bit his ear with Michael: "Do you think I still have a chance?" ”

"Yes, how do you know that people are not double? You don't have to work on it yourself? Michael put his shoulder on Mo Ziye's shoulder and laughed: "After all, you didn't appear early, so you can only work hard." ”

On the other side, another couple is also whispering.

"Brother, I don't think you have much hope." (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Gu Mingze touched Cangliu with his elbow and whispered, "I always feel that the relationship between Freya and Miss Bai is not ordinary close. ”

"Hmm." Cangliu nodded: "Indeed." ”

Cangliu didn't refute, he admitted it very simply, Gu Mingze was stunned for a moment and almost pouted: "So, brother, do you want to give up?" ”

There was temptation and caution in these words, as if he was afraid of poking the sadness of the vicissitudes.

"It's hard." Cangliu shook his head: "None of us can. ”

"Huh?" Gu Mingze was completely stunned: "Why is it impossible for them to have such a good relationship?" Could it be that Miss Bai is straight and doesn't like women? ”

"Yes, but they can't, fate is hard to change." Cangliu said lightly, Gu Mingze didn't understand what this had to do with fate, and when he asked again, Cangliu refused to say anything.

"Let's get started." Bai Cha pointed at Feng Lin and said to Meng Qinghuan: "Without destroying Feng Lin, untie the formation, it should be that there is something wrong with the core inside." ”

Meng Qinghuan nodded, put the compass on the ground and began to demonstrate the law of the two formations with everyone.

"The first formation is the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation, in the layman's opinion, there is no law at all, the trees here are one in the east and one in the west, and there are positive and oblique, as if they are planted casually, but there are ...... among them" Meng Qinghuan explained the formation to everyone seriously, and finally the word "law" was not spoken, and Zhiyue couldn't help but interject.

"The trees here are so lush, where is the east and west?" Zhiyue's delicate and arrogant face raised her eyebrows, and she opened her mouth to retort: "Are you ...... or not?"

Bai Cha's eyebrows jumped and he wanted to get angry, but Mo Ziye scolded faster.

"Shut up." Mo Ziye frowned, clutching his mobile phone tightly: "Don't point fingers at the layman, you can do it." ”

The last sentence was added by Mo Ziye himself, and he felt that he had added it very well.

"Hey! Mo Ziye, what do you mean! Zhiyue finally exploded, with an incredulous expression: "We are the same faction, how can you help the rival faction speak?" ”

"So even if you're wrong, let me go along with you." Mo Ziye was also a little annoyed: "You can do it." ”

Zhiyue was suddenly choked, she would definitely not be able to let her crack the formation, she didn't know anything about this, so she could only sit down sullenly and glared at Bai Cha.

Meng Qinghuan shrugged her shoulders, although she didn't know how Bai Cha trained Mo Ziye, but as long as she stopped this annoying woman's mouth.

Although he usually likes to find things and play like a half-ass, when it comes to real work and tasks, Meng Qinghuan has always been serious and rigorous, and he hates that someone has no brains to refute in the field he is good at, and he also hates that an organization has two mouths when doing tasks together.

The characteristics of the two formations were introduced, and how to crack the formations was introduced in detail, and everyone was ready.

In fact, there is a layer of low-level illusion outside of this maple forest, when Bai Cha discovered this low-level illusion, because he found that there was a higher formation in it, the human formation was different from the dragon illusion, and it affected the whole body, so Bai Cha did not make a rash move.

Meng Qinghuan didn't have this concern, he was absolutely proficient in formation, and it was impossible to touch any untouchable taboos, so he broke this illusion with a casual wave of his hand.

When the fiery red maple leaves faded color, this maple forest turned green, at this time it was just early spring, full of spring, the emerald green maple leaves swayed with the wind, the sea of fire faded and only the emerald green waves were pushed into the distance layer by layer.

"Ah, no wonder Lucifer says the leaves are strange." Mo Ziye finally came back to his senses: "Is it because of the different textures?" ”

"Well, it's smarter." White tea rarely praised Mo Ziye: "The gap between the green young leaves and the red maple in late autumn is not small, the leaves are tough and full of vitality, but the color is red, which is not logical." ”

Hearing Bai Cha's praise, Mo Ziye suddenly became excited, originally pretending to be deep for the image of his leader, but when he heard Bai Cha's words, that bit of profundity was lost, and even his eyes were bright.

[Is that you?] 】

"Who!"

Meng Qinghuan's expression froze, and he turned back suddenly, but there were only maple trees around, and the whisper that seemed to be close to his ears just now disappeared without a trace.

"Anyone?" Bai Cha frowned, (This chapter is not finished!) )

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She knows Meng Qinghuan's strength, if it is said that it is wrong, others believe that white tea is absolutely unbelievable, and there must be some reason for such a feeling.

"Strange." Meng Qinghuan was vigilant, don't look at him usually not serious, but once he gets on the task and gets down to business, his seriousness is no worse than Bai Cha.

[Dream, is it you? 】

A faint murmur came again, but this time the sound was much more ethereal.

[No, no, but ......]

"Xiao Xiaobai, Xiao Xiaonan, did you hear anything?" Meng Qinghuan's brows furrowed even tighter, and there was always a strange premonition in his heart.

Bai Cha looked at Xiang Nan, and a moth stopped lightly in Xiang Nan's hand, this is a big wax moth, which can hear a sound of up to three hundred kilohertz, so far, no other animal in the world has such a high level of hearing. Humans can only hear the sound of 20,000 hertz, and even if Bai Cha's hearing is sharp, it is difficult to compare with moths and insects.

But after a while, Xiang Nan also shook his head, indicating that his insects didn't hear any sound.

Bai Cha and Meng Qinghuan glanced at each other and put aside the doubts in their hearts for the time being, all doubts can not be concluded until the formation is cracked, even if you pay attention to this voice now, you can't find any clue, it is better to crack the formation first.

Before a few people made a move, Mo Ziye warned Zhiyue again, although he didn't know the formation, he knew that once he disrupted the order of the formation breaking, he might be in great trouble, and even be trapped in the formation forever.

Zhiyue also knows this, although Zhiyue looks at the shadow very unpleasantly, but when it comes to the critical time, he is also a smart person, of course, he will not make trouble on his own.

These two are advanced formations, and accurate cooperation is required when cracking, fortunately, although several people are cooperating for the first time, they are all masters, and it is natural to cooperate with each other, although there have been a few small mistakes, but they are all in danger, and everyone remedies, or the two sets of formations are all broken.

The formation was unraveled, and Bai Cha calculated for a while before he determined that the ghost knock on the door was indeed no longer there, but everyone was shocked again before they had gone far.

Many of the maple trees had regained their green, but in the center of the maple grove there was a particularly tall maple tree that was still a dazzling red, and the maple leaves were scattered all over the ground, like a wedding dress worn on an ethereal and illusory person almost dissipating under the tree.

The woman is not amazingly beautiful, but she is quiet and charming, like a lady who was sick and weak in ancient times but read poetry and books, so that the spring breeze is willing to bow down.

"Master, this is the evil dragon I perceive." Lucifer leaned into Bai Cha's ear and whispered, "But it seems that he has lost his body, and only this soul remains." ”

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