Mo Sang once heard Senior Brother Chengze mention that when she planted the Xuandan for Qing Huan, she had a sect artifact in her body to fight against it, and thinking about it, this sect artifact was the ugly stone he had just met.

The cough weakened, Qing Huan's state seemed to be much better, and his consciousness seemed to have woken up, and he kept muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was muttering.

Mo Sang leaned over and heard her say, "Stinky Mo Sang, flower peacock, flower butterfly." Frowning between his eyebrows, how could this little drunk cat still scold him.

A little drunk cat chattered a lot again, Mo Sang heard some signs, it seemed that someone was talking nonsense to her.

It must be Lan Wenyu's kid!

Mo Sang's lips pursed tightly, and he kept this account in his heart.

Qinghuan, this person, the amount of alcohol is okay, but the wine is not very good, and when he is drunk, he not only talks nonsense, but also scratches people, it is really a drunk cat who didn't run away.

Mo Sang scratched her neck without noticing, and he grabbed Qing Huan's hand to prevent her from becoming even worse.

Who knew that Qing Huan couldn't scratch anyone this time, and cried sobbingly, at first it was still dripping with light rain, and gradually it turned into a pouring rain, if there was no enchantment, the crying was afraid that it would spread all over this Miluo City,

Mo Sang didn't know how to coax her, so she stopped, so she had to pat her back rhythmically to show comfort.

Don't look at Qing Huan as fashionable and a little clever, but in fact, he is heartless, drunk, and in Mo Sang's arms, he told all his own things, and even talked about the mischievous things of climbing trees and catching chickens when he was young.

Like a little old lady, she chatters endlessly.

Mo Sang smiled helplessly, saying that it was helpless, but in fact, it was more of a spoiling, she was talking upside down, he listened quietly, there were only the two of them in the world within the enchantment.

There are no worries, no responsibilities, no worries, no fetters, and the moonlight comes through the bamboos.

The years are quiet, just like returning to the time of "Six Dreams of Floating Life".

However, just like the Qinghe Moon Residence of the Six Dreams of Floating Life, the dream of Huangliang still has to return to reality after all.

"Third Young Master. "The sound of the flute comes from the automatic.

Say. "Be concise and to the point.

"The trail of the demon beast has appeared in Guling Mountain again. ”

"Got it. ”

Mo Sang actually expected that the mutant candle Jiuyin would not leave this place easily, because this place had what it wanted.

"Mo Sang?" Qing Huan blinked a few times and said in a daze, "How are you..."

Mo Sang withdrew his right hand that was pillowed under Qing Huan's head, and his arm was a little numb: "Awake?"

Qing Huan nodded blankly, but he still hadn't figured out where he was today: "What's going on?"

The corners of Mo Sang's mouth lifted lightly: "It's just that a certain little drunk cat is greedy for a cup and gets himself drunk." ”

Speaking of this, Qing Huan regained some memories, she was originally waiting for Mo Sang to come back, and when she was bored, she did drink a few glasses of wine that Lan Wenyu gave her, but...

She hurried to check the wine jar that had been thrown aside, one had been opened, and the other was still sealed.

So, just one jar, no, there is no altar, and she is drunk like this?

Qing Huan suppressed his desire to scream, and asked carefully, "I... I last night... She didn't continue, because Mo Sang's eyes had already given her the answer, and at this moment, she just wanted to find a hole in the ground and get into it.

Looking up at the sky: "It's now... Chenshi!" Qing Huan exclaimed.

"The hour has not yet come, but... Right away. Mo Sang got up, the robe on his body was wrinkled, he patted a few times casually, pushed open the door of the living room behind Qing Huan, pinched a change of clothes, and looked new from hair to shoes.

Qing Huan stood in place incredibly, she never expected that a person like Mo Sang, who lived a spotless life and had a clean temperament, would actually sit on the ground and sit for a whole night.

Speaking of this night, Qing Huan desperately knocked on her head to recall what she had done and said, but no matter how eager she was, she couldn't remember half of it.

The memory was broken like this, and she kicked the wall in a huff, and the result was that she hugged her foot and screamed in pain.

At this time, Mo Sang walked out of the house, and happened to see her grinning appearance, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more obvious.

"Keep up. The cold voice was stained with a smile.

Qing Huan said behind him, "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want to slay demons? The cold voice was stained with a smile.

"Ahh Qing Huan was stunned, and then covered her head to make an evasion gesture, it must be her drunken remarks, I don't know what else she said, to what extent.

Qing Huan followed dejectedly, and spoke after a while: "Is it... Are you going to find the mutant candle you said about Nine Yin?" she guessed.

Mo Sang nodded, wanting to ask her if she had ever seen the three-headed mutant candle Jiuyin, but after hesitating, she was diverted by someone who came, but she still didn't ask.

"Xiao Qinghuan. Lan Wenyu shook his fan and walked over with a smug face, and kept looking at Mo Sang with his spare eyes.

"Hmph!" Qing Huan glared at him and ignored him.

Lan Wenyu didn't know why, so he put together the fan and asked: "Sister Qinghuan, this early in the morning, what are you doing with such a big temper, who provoked you..."

Before Qing Huan could talk, Lan Wenyu said "ouch", and then covered his buttocks, as if he had been kicked by someone, and he couldn't say anything.

Mo Sang turned to look at Lan Wenyu and said lightly: "I just got the news, I heard that Qin Yanjun's side is the ruler su..."

Lan Wenyu's face was a little unpleasant when he heard Qin Yanjun's name, and when he heard the name of Qi Su again, his face was even more frightened.

"At this moment, it's in Brahma Langya. Mo Sang continued.

"Is it really fake, is the news reliable?" Lan Wenyu pretended to be calm, but in fact, he was already panicking in his heart.

Mo Sang raised his eyebrows and did not answer.

But Lan Wenyu clearly knew that the information in Mo Sang's hand was reliable nine times out of ten.

Lan Wenyu is such a good person, he didn't say a word along the way, and he was silent as if he was no longer Lan Wenyu.

Qing Huan turned his head to take a look, and secretly asked Mo Sang: "What's the matter with Brother Wen Yu? ”

"Do you remember the ruler?" Mosang replied to her.

"Qi Su?" Qing Huan thought for a moment: "But I met in Zhongnan Mountain..."

Mo Sang nodded.

Qing Huan recalled the appearance of Qi Su in his mind, thousands of charming, his eyes flowed, and he knew from Mo Sang that the real body of this Qi Su was a nine-tailed demon fox.

"But why would Brother Wen Yu change color when he mentioned her?" Qing Huan wondered.

Mo Sang clearly thought of something interesting, and Qing Huan couldn't have understood his expression very well, but no matter how soft and hard she was, and she inquired with both grace and power, a certain arrogant guy was unmoved.

It's a boulder!

Starting from Miluo City, Yukong arrived at Guling Mountain after a while, and Guling Mountain was very lively at this time.

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