Chapter 302: Qingjun and the Identity of a Man (1)

Yun Ling was not surprised that the other party would easily call out herself, and looked at him indifferently: "I naturally know that these people can't stop you, but do you really think that I don't have two hands to prepare?" ”

As soon as the voice fell, I saw about a dozen people walking in outside.

The originally spacious yard became crowded in an instant.

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but when he saw the few people who walked in behind, the faces of the man and Qingjun changed completely, and the originally calm heart was completely panicked.

There weren't many people coming, but the people who came later made him a little panicked.

Mo Junjing is all there, plus some other skills.

It was hard for them to escape this time.

Qingjun took two steps forward to protect the man behind him, and said softly: "Sir, Qingjun is willing to fight for you with his life, I only hope that Mr. will take good care of himself when Qingjun is not by his side in the future, if you can, please don't forget Qingjun." ”

The tone of the last sentence carried a hint of prayer and reluctance.

The man was very touched by Qingjun's actions, but he would not leave her alone, reached out and held her hand and said, "I will not leave you." ”

Qingjun's eyes were slightly red, his eyes were full of affection and emotion for him, and his tone was a little choked: "Sir......"

Mo Wanyu couldn't stand the tiredness of these two people, and looked at them angrily and said loudly: "Don't be like life and death, all of you can't escape." ”

Qingjun looked at her hatefully: "You shut up, who allowed you to talk to Mr. like this." ”

Mo Yuning's eyes actually felt a little familiar, but that didn't make him soften, all the people who wanted to be unfavorable to Mo Yunqing were their enemies: "It seems that you still haven't recognized your situation." ”

Qingjun looked at him with a bit of sarcasm and a hint of inconspicuous resentment on his face: "I know you, the only son of Miss Jiufangjiu of the Mo family. ”

Mo Yuning was not surprised at all that Qingjun could accurately tell his identity: "I'm not surprised at all that you know my identity. ”

"To be precise, I wouldn't be surprised that you even knew the identities of all of us here."

Qingjun looked at him and didn't speak.

It's just that what Mo Yuning was going to say next made her face change greatly.

"But I'm still a little surprised and surprised by you."

Qingjun listened to his words, and his heart was a little more uneasy.

Looking at him, the hatred in his eyes increased a little: "What do you mean by your words." ”

Mo Yuning's originally cold face showed a little softer, and his gaze at her was a little more complicated: "You should know very well what it means, not only you, but we all know it." ”

The gaze seemed to be irritating to Qing Jun.

She yelled at him like crazy: "Shut up, shut up..."

His face was full of hideousness and hatred.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Mo Junjing looked at the captain on the side and said, "You take the people from the village to guard outside." ”

The captain was actually a little uneasy, although he knew very well that they couldn't actually help much, but it could have some effect: "Ancestor..."

Mo Jun interrupted him and said with a serious face: "We will be fine, let you go out is not to let you not participate, but I hope you will help guard the door." ”

The captain glanced at the people they had brought over, and each of them looked very powerful, and then at them, and then at the courtyard of their ancestors, which was already overcrowded.

If this does get into the way, they will still get in the way.

After nodding to Mo Junjing, he gathered everyone and left the courtyard.

After the villagers left, the whole courtyard became empty in an instant.

And they were still surrounded in the middle.

Mo Junjing took a few steps forward and looked at Qingjun, and said in a light tone: "This matter is that the Mo family can't live with you." ”

The man stepped forward and took Qingjun into his arms: "Xiaojun." ”

Qingjun hugged the man tightly, trying to find more security in him: "Sir..."

The man looked at Mo Yuning and Mo Junjing coldly, and his tone was gentle to comfort Qingjun: "Don't be afraid, Mr. has always been there, and Mr. will always be with you." ”

Mo Junjing waited for Qingjun's mood to stabilize and said, "Qingjun, the old man wants to see your sisters." ”

Qingjun always thought that he could control the hatred in his heart when he saw the people of the Mo family, but he still couldn't control it, he felt the warmth of the strength coming from his hands, and the irritability and anger in his heart barely controlled it.

Looking at Mo Junjing, they said coldly: "I won't meet him, let's die of this heart." ”

Mo Junjing said that she was telling the truth, she sympathized with them, but it didn't mean that they could make a move on Mo Yunqing.

He looked at her with a frown: "We didn't know about you from the beginning, and it has nothing to do with the tenth sister, if you really have dissatisfaction and resentment, you can find someone who left you, there is no need to find someone who doesn't know anything." ”

Qingjun sneered and said coldly: "If you want to blame her, you can blame her for being the Mo family." ”

The persimmon has to be pinched softly, and Mo Yunqing said that it was the soft persimmon for them to collect.

If it hadn't been possible to find her in front of them before, there wouldn't have been so much trouble in the future.

Mo Junjing sighed silently and said, "Since that's the case, then don't blame us for being polite." ”

Since she doesn't get in the oil and salt, then they can only use the strong one.

Just as Mo Junjing was about to let people do it, He Lingxu came out of the room.

Looking at the man beside Qingjun, there was a very familiar feeling, but for a while, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

When the man saw He Lingxu, he subconsciously turned his face sideways and didn't look at him.

Shao Chendong lightly bumped He Tingyu's shoulder and whispered, "Old He, do you feel that the figure of the man being protected in the middle is a little familiar?" ”

He Tingyu looked at the man and frowned: "There are indeed some." ”

Jiang Ximing tentatively shouted: "Lao Bai? ”

When the man heard this title, he subconsciously clenched Qingjun's hand.

The pain from his hand made Qing Jun move his gaze back to the man's body and call softly, "Sir." ”

The man relaxed and whispered, "It's okay." ”

He Lingxu looked at Jiang Ximing, looking at the people in the crowd: "Lao Bai? You say he's like Lao Bai? ”

He Tingyu and Shao Chendong looked at him in shock, "Brother Ming An, no..."

Jiang Ximing has never believed that his good brother will die, and he has never given up for so many years: "Didn't everyone find his lost body at that time." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the crowd that was surrounded.

When the man saw this scene, he closed his eyes lightly and said, "Do it." ”

When the people around them heard this, they immediately flashed their daggers.

Mo Junjing glanced at Jiang Ximing, and then her red lips opened lightly: "Do it, you have to live." ”

Everyone immediately responded: "Yes." ”

The man took Qingjun's hand and moved to the door.