Mo Yingyan nodded slightly: "Next, they will definitely use various excuses to tempt." ”

Su Ruotang stared at the medicinal liquid in the test tube, the corners of his lips were hooked, and he raised his jaw to the Gu Butterfly, "With it, no matter whether it is yang or yin, I am not afraid." ”

Mo Yingyan pinched the Gu butterfly and shook it, "This thing is so powerful?" ”

Su Ruotang was a little disgusted: "No matter how powerful it is, it's useless, you can't solve the cold Gu." ”

He tried it many times with Mo Yingyan's blood.

The Gu Butterfly that can overcome ten thousand Gu and solve ten thousand Gu has no way to face the cold Gu.

As if sensing the disgust in the master's mouth, the Gu Butterfly's long tentacles hung down.

Although its eyes are extremely small, like two dots of black sesame seeds.

But Mo Yingyan seemed to see it from its eyes......

Grievance?

Hell yes.

He actually saw the grievance in the eyes of a butterfly?

Su Ruotang held his snow cheeks, poked the Gu Butterfly's tentacles, and said with a smile: "All things have spirits. ”

All living beings have spirituality.

It's just that human beings always feel that they are the head of all spirits, and they mutilate and abuse living beings.

After tens of millions of years of evolution, human beings are indeed the most intelligent creatures among all spirits.

It is also because of this wisdom that he has brought disaster to himself.

Destroying the ecological environment and killing living beings, before she died, earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanoes continued.

A variety of ancient viruses are present.

In a few hundred years, mankind will inevitably suffer the consequences of thousands of years of evil.

In the face of the forces of nature, self-righteous humans are comparable to ants.

Mo Yingyan let go of his hand, watched the Gu butterfly fly back to Su Ruotang's shoulder, and bowed slightly, "Everything in heaven and earth, it's just that human beings have the first opportunity." ”

Su Ruotang nodded: "Killing living beings, sooner or later they will dig their own graves." ”

In the previous life, the rainforest was cut down and countless creatures were exterminated.

The amount of oxygen in the air has decreased dramatically, and countless people with underlying diseases have died.

This is retribution.

Mo Yingyan leaned lazily on the back of her chair, her eyes falling on the window.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Back in the war with Nanchen, I once rescued a wounded snow fox in the battlefield. ”

"Later, when Xuetian was chasing Nanchen's defeated army, Snow Fox suddenly appeared and stopped in front of our army."

"At that time, it was a critical period of the war, Nanchen was defeated, if you don't take this opportunity to pursue, they will fight back, and the war will be infinitely extended."

"Uncle stopped his horse, and the white fox barked at us uneasily."

"Those hundreds of thousands of soldiers are all iron-blooded men who are forbidden by order, and when they saw that my uncle and I didn't leave, they all stopped."

"Just after a moment's delay, a dull voice suddenly came from ahead."

Speaking of this, Mo Yingyan's eyes were a little complicated, "The avalanche ahead, if the white fox doesn't stop and delay for a while, we will also be buried under the snow mountain like Nanchen's defeated army." ”

Su Ruotang knew that Linghu would repay his kindness, but he didn't expect Mo Yingyan to encounter it.

She pursed her lips and said softly: "Those soldiers did not die in natural disasters, but they died tragically in man-made disasters. ”

Mo Yingyan closed her eyes and clenched her hand tightly on her knee.

The skin is too cold and white, and the bruised blood vessels on the back of the hand are clearly visible.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his chest swelled with pain.

Those were all soldiers who were born and died with him, but they were poisoned by Mo Chenyi.

But he is still in the dark.

can't catch Mo Chenyi's handle, and he can't deal with him for the time being.

This breath was really hard for him to swallow.

The next moment, there was a feeling of warmth on the back of the hand.

The girl's soft voice dispelled the chill in his heart, "Ah Yan, at least we can be sure that Mo Chenyi will not be stupid enough to seek skin with the tiger." ”

"Dongqi is safe at present, the families of the soldiers are also worry-free, they are praised by the people, and the people will always remember them."

Mo Yingyan opened his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly: "Well, we found Linglong Gut and went back to relieve the Gu on my father and courtiers." ”

"Okay." Su Ruotang poured the liquid medicine into a clean teacup, "Drink the medicine first, it will save you from a month of cold poison." ”

Mo Yingyan took the teacup.

Cold white and clean fingers, holding a blue and white porcelain tea cup.

The two elegant and clean colors are outlined into a simple ink painting.

He held the teacup and drank the cup of Chinese medicine in one gulp.

The thin lip flap of blood color is stained with water color, and it is gorgeous and enchanting.

Su Ruotang's long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she was sure to appreciate the beauty.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Nope."

"Then let the little begonia take a good look at it." With the crisp sound of the tea cup falling, the man's bewitching and hoarse voice drilled into his ears.

Wisps of scorching air flow, like thousands of ants, follow the pinna of the ears and burrow into the limbs.

She thought dizzily—

What do you think?

The next moment, the world suddenly swirled in front of me.

"Ahh She exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously reached out to hook the man's neck.

When he came back to his senses, his body sank into the soft bed.

The crisp and familiar scent of cedarwood spreads through the breath.

And with that, a sexy Colemon vibe.

With a strong desire to possess!

"Little Begonia, where do you want to see?"

A low, stoic voice rang in my ears.

Su Ruotang raised his eyes in a panic.

The candle in the house went out at some point.

The night pearl on the desk was covered by a white silk.

In the hazy light that was clearly extinguished, she crashed straight into a pair of bright ink eyes.

Mo Yingyan knelt beside her, her burning breath spraying down her neck.

He gently bit the whiteness of her hair: "Huh? Want to see it? ”

See?

Su Ruotang didn't understand what he meant at first.

But in the confusion of her thoughts, she remembered a poem that Mo Yingyan had chanted in her ear-

It is best to rain freshly, and the delicate is all when it is about to open.