He glanced at the choking red peppers on the plate, and coughed lightly. Feeling the true qi surging in her body, Qing Lan smiled and bent down to pick her up.

Demon Cult, Academy.

"Where's Miss?"

"She's going to the toilet, miss, she's going to the toilet." Mr. Cultivation knelt on the ground, and replied with a serious face, where was the twisting and pinching posture in front of Mo Xiaomo.

"Toileting?" Mo Yeqing straightened out the purple cuffs of the platinum piping, and glanced at the gentleman on the ground with a frown.

"Yes, going to the toilet is going to the toilet." Mr. Cultivation was chilled by Mo Yeqing's cold eyes, and he knelt on the ground after returning and was silent.

"Miss, which toilet did you go to?"

......, he raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the evil man who was lying in front of the window, and quickly lowered his head, thinking about the style of the Demon Sect, and a cold sweat instantly broke out behind him.

As a gentleman of upbringing, he really didn't know anything about this, who knew which toilet the young lady went to.

When this man went to a private school to choose a person, there were many people who were more educated than him. Although he didn't know why he picked him, he still remembered the evil sneer on the corner of his mouth when he said that. He said, "Do your duty, be a good parent." But if it is, let her look at you more, you can weigh how many pounds and taels your eyeballs weigh. ”

"Ah~~!" I only heard a scream from outside, and Mo Yeqing flew out directly, with purple robe corners and clothes flying.

After a while, Mr. Cultivation sat down on the ground, and the cold ground reminded him that he was still alive. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shook his calves, and stood up. Fortunately, this scream, otherwise, it is really hard to say how he would be.

Mo Yeqing followed the sound, and as soon as Fang landed, before he could see what was happening, the frightened Yun Qiansheng Yu threw herself into his arms with tears on his face.

He frowned, and there was an inexplicable resistance in his heart, but he still endured it and didn't push it away directly, just gently brushed it away without a trace, and took a few steps back sideways before standing still.

Ignoring Yun Qianshang's puzzled and sad gaze, he looked at the nondescript Mo Ming, who was dressed in a crimson dress, and frowned: "What happened?" ”

Yun Qian's dress was brushed away, and she took a few steps back with a silk handkerchief in her hand. He had never done this to her before, had he forgotten who had blocked the arrow for him?

Demon Ming knelt on the ground with a puff, and there was still a little reddish residue on the cold and hard iron surface. "Sect Master, it's the fault of your subordinates, you collided with Miss Yun, your subordinates should be damned!"

"What are you doing in the women's bathroom? What about Miss? ”

"Tiny, Miss, she, she, she...... Went to Qianmen Town. The Tao has important things to do. "Mo Ming said in his heart, Miss, don't blame Mo Ming for betraying you, the sect leader is so terrible!

"Thousand Gate Town? Don't you know that Miss is not in good health? His cold eyes swept around Mo Ming's body, and then said, "You really deserve to die, change your clothes and go to the back hall to receive the punishment." ”

"Yes! Thank the sect leader for not killing him, and his subordinates retired. Demon Ming turned and walked away.

"Thousand Gate Town? What's important? Mo Yeqing's fingers bent slightly, rubbed the cinnabar mole in the palm of his hand, looked at the few remnant clouds spread out in the sky, and smiled evilly.

'Mo Allure, huh? Hehe~. Yun Qianshang lowered his eyes and hid the dark light in his eyes. When I looked up again, my eyes were clear and lovely.

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