Mo Die's legs were a little weak, thinking that he would have to die early or late, so he simply closed his eyes and heart, and tightened the spear in his hand to prepare.

However, the only remaining desire to survive in his mind drove Mo Di to only dare to circle around Fu Xiao from afar, and did not dare to rush forward.

Everything taught by Jinyin Villa is based on the "stick method".

Although Mo Di casually touched a long strip-shaped thing, the front end of the thing was pointy, and it didn't look like a stick.

In addition, he saw that the fried red tassel on the broken spear was really ugly, and he raised his foot and kicked the pointed head off.

After completing these actions, Mo Di buckled with one hand, held the wooden pole with the other, and assumed an offensive posture, and slashed towards Fu Xiao with his own back.

Fu Xiao raised his hand and focused his strength on the feather duster that he brought out of the inn, easily blocking Mo Die's offensive.

One turned around, and his left hand pulled out the pocket with the four-chucked stick hidden in his waist.

Mo Die's voice was not good, he turned over and spun in the air to make a harrier turn over, threw the gun in his hand on the ground, and then knelt on the ground, raised the pestle on his head with his hands folded together, and said loudly: "Young master, I was wrong!" ”

Fu Xiao couldn't see others making such a low and small gesture towards him.

It's obviously a competitive competition, and before it starts, he admits defeat and surrenders, and the move he should make can't continue at all.

Fu Xiao threw away the feather duster that he had grabbed all the way in his hand and gave Mo Di a kick in the ass.

Mo Di didn't pretend to be a man, he fell on his stomach exaggeratedly, and pretended to lie on the ground and touch his belly, and sighed a few times in a row.

Shouting that it hurts, he didn't forget to sweep his young owner with his residual vision, and saw that his breathing was calming down, but he was also secretly relieved.

I'm afraid that the young owner of his own house is really angry.

What kind of tricks are used to make yin damage, according to the conventional routine, no matter how you catch it, you can't catch it.

Just taking a broken feather duster can beat him to the top and bottom joints of his body, and his muscles are sore, if he really takes out his usual weapon, maybe he will have blood splashed in Xu City tonight, and he will die in a foreign land.

Mo Di climbed up with his buttocks, stood pitifully beside Fu Xiao, and said with a pout: "This time I really blame me for making my own decisions......

Fu Xiao glared at him, Mo Di consciously shut up, at this time he was in a sin to breathe, and he didn't dare to make any more sounds.

If it weren't for Ji Yao, it would be rare for Fu Xiao to be so angry.

When he went to Mo Die's room to discuss business, he guessed that Ji Yao would probably come to the door because of the things he bought.

He didn't see anything in his house that he had bought for the sake of pretending, nor did he see anything from Mordie.

Before he could ask Mo Di how he dealt with it, he noticed that the heartless man had done a good deed and had an extremely proud expression.

Fu Xiao chuckled in his heart, and only finished talking about the calf, this kid caused trouble for him again.

Sure enough, even the innkeeper misunderstood.

Both of them have good family backgrounds and outstanding vision, and it's not that they haven't seen good things.

Fu Xiao didn't think much about it when he was willful to consume, he really had the intention of playing a good businessman, and he really didn't think about giving those cheap things to Ji Yao.

It's just that Mo Die's eyelids are a little shallower, and his brain is a little bigger.

I don't know which tendon was wrong, so I was clever and clever, and sent all the things that Fu Xiao bought back to Ji Yao's side.

Fu Xiao's ears have always been good, and before he had time to attack Mo Die, he heard the movement of Ji Yao opening the door.

Then there is her conversation with Xiao Er.

That little two was born with a high tone, what kind of bastard words did he say to Ji Yao in the aisle, Fu Xiao was so angry that his teeth itched.

How did things get to this point?

Even if he had thoughts about Ji Yao, he didn't show it, and others were in a hurry not to want it.

What Ji Yao was thinking in his heart, Fu Xiao could guess it.

Men are unmarried, women are single, and imaginative idlers fan the flames, who wouldn't think much about this?

Fu Xiao's argument that he couldn't use water anymore fooled Ji Yao over, and saw that Mo Di, who was the culprit, still looked like he didn't care about himself.

Fu Xiao's nameless fire came up in a flash.

So there was a second destruction of the inn's window, and he carried the back of Mo Die's neck and went straight to the outskirts of the city.

It's also a shame that it gets dark early on this side of Xucheng, otherwise they will be disheveled and flying around, and they may be scared to death by how many people will be killed.

Mo Di was beaten by Fu Xiao, and he seemed to be opened all of a sudden.

Knowing where his mistakes were, he admitted his mistakes faster than a rabbit, and his reflective attitude was so sincere that Fu Xiao couldn't find fault at all.

Fu Xiao is now scolding and scolding, beating and beating, and he is very annoying.

However, Mo Die stopped for a while, and it didn't take long for his true form to be revealed.

Seeing that Fu Xiao was still frowning and didn't speak, he wanted to make a joke and change the topic. The intention was good, but Mo Die's mouth was too fast for his brain to hold.

He blurted out, "I think it's the dowry you saved for her." ”

"What did you say?"

Fu Xiao's anger that had been slightly dissipated suddenly came up again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Di covered his mouth and apologized honestly: "Young master, I'm sorry!" ”

"The guy who doesn't remember to eat or fight", Fu Xiao bent down, picked up the feather duster that had gone through a battle of life and death, and carefully checked it in his hand.

Mo Die's chapped lips licked and added in a low voice: "Ah, it's wrong, it should be the dowry, and I always feel weird when I complain." ”

"I'll hire your grandmother's grandson!"

Mo Di flashed flexibly, dodging Fu Xiao's sudden swing, and was still secretly glad that he was alert enough and his basic skills to save his life had improved, but in the next second, he didn't escape Fu Xiao's kick at the root of his life.

"Whew!"

A good guy, but let out a standard wolf howl.

Mo Die's face was bitter, covering the part of the stroke and kneeling, tears rushing out.

Fu Xiao stood with a feather duster in his hands, squinted at the painful Mo Die, and said coldly: "I can't say anything." ”

Now Mo Di was in terrible pain, his mind was blank, and he couldn't speak normally at all, so he had to nod his head quickly to show his determination to seal this stinky mouth.

"Why is it that by now, I still don't know that there are some things that can't be said?" Fu Xiao took up the posture of the young owner.

Mo Di muttered in his heart, thinking: That is the sister that your mother entrusted you to find before she died, what is worth hiding.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao glanced at him as if he had heard Mo Die's inner voice.

He said, "If you want to hurry, you can't get there...... You haven't studied for a few years, but you haven't heard this sentence from the leaders, right? ”