"Wait, Ning Wuyuan Laojun, you are high, just let me, the little flower fairy who has been diligent all his life, a horse, I'm... But the one who beat the legs of Lord Huaiyuan, the god of war, and the one who did chores for him..."

Malvac is a little incoherent, this strange person can scare her a lot, at the moment she just thinks about which Buddha can be moved, it can save her life, but I didn't expect...

"What, how did you get that piece of wood out of Huaiyuan? He doesn't even know that it's 108,000 miles away from here, and he can't find a reliable one in the back mountain! I don't believe you're making it up...."

After listening to Mallow's words, Ning Wuyuan scoffed at it and didn't believe it at all.

Just when Mallow was about to say something, she turned her head and suddenly saw someone.

He stood tall and jade, standing against the light, the fine light jumped on the sharp edges and corners, and the black hair floated in the air, his appearance mallow felt that he couldn't see clearly, but the cold temperament made her a little apprehensive, and she didn't dare to confirm it.

"What's the matter? Ning Wuyuan, my backer is not reliable enough?"

The voice was low and hoarse, which was his unique charm, listening to the ears of mallow like a ray of coolness when the heat was unbearable, a warmth in the lonely winter.

She knew, he came, the great god who had a relationship with her came, the person who might have to spend the rest of his life with her came, he was Huaiyuan.

Ning Wuyuan was originally hunched over and wanted to poison the mallow, but because of this voice, he straightened up, touched his chin thoughtfully, turned his head three times and two times, and perfectly hid those surprises, and from time to time looked at Huai Yuan at the door and turned his head to look at the mallow, showing a meaningful smile.

Mallow's back was a little cold, and she felt very weird, and she wanted to say something to ease the weird atmosphere, but she was interrupted again.

"This little flower fairy, you are not simple. Our God of War is here, hahaha. ”

Ning Wuyuan's face was successful, and at that moment, he didn't know if his actions were intentional.

"You are bold, who will allow you to touch my people. ”

After saying that, Huai Yuan walked straight towards the mallow and waved his sleeves slightly, and the vine man on the mallow immediately disappeared.

But at the moment, Mallow was still shocked by the fact that Huai Yuan would come to save her, and she couldn't react at all.

So, mallow was originally in a sitting posture, but as soon as the rattan chair disappeared, she was about to bloom on her buttocks, she was frowning and waiting for this fall, but she saw Huai Yuan take it away.

"You're stupid, wouldn't it hurt if you fell?"

Huai Yuan's words actually had a hint of ridicule.

Mallow's cheeks immediately turned red after feeling the warmth in Huai Yuan's arms, and he didn't know what to do.

"Ah, our God of War has opened up? This past has been put down? Little Flower Fairy, Little Flower Fairy really makes me admire, fortunately I didn't do it, otherwise I would have been demolished... Gee. ”

Listening to Ning Wuyuan's words that were not afraid of big things, Mallow didn't dare to talk even more, and she wanted to relieve the unexplained heat on her body.

But seeing a lump of white things quickly pounce on her, Mallow mallow silently muttered a few words: "Why does my face hurt a little..."

"Lao Jun, Lao Jun, look, it's so soft, pinch, pinch, red fruit. ”

It turned out that a white and glutinous body was attached to mallow, pinching her face with a fat hand?!

At this moment, the mallow was furious, and her teeth and claws fluttered, thinking, I can't bear it! That hateful "hairball" dares to get started, so the front and back accounts will be counted together!

"Stinky hairball, look for a fight!"

Regardless of the disgrace, Mallow immediately counterattacked on this piece of "hairball" and began to fight, she only remembered that she worked hard to vent her anger at "hairball".

As for what Huai Yuan and Ning Wuyuan were doing, Mallow didn't know, but I heard a few words from them about this chaotic scene...

At this time, she really wanted to run away to teach this "fat hairball" a lesson, so that they would not see it....

"The white ball gives me strength, give Lao Jun a breath, Lao Jun can't beat her family, hehe white ball!"

"Mallow, don't get hurt, I'll take you back later. ”

The former's excitement and the latter's slight pampering made Mallow helpless and complained: Can't you help her pull this "hairball" away...

.....

.....

On the other side, Ning Wuyuan pulled Huai Yuan into the dark pavilion on the first floor.

The two of them seemed to be old friends who had known each other for many years, and they talked calmly.

"Our famous god of war will also come to the Humble House!"

There was a hint of sarcasm between the words.

“......”

"But Huaiyuan, this woman and Fusang that day..."

Ning Wuyuan fiddled with the flowers and plants on the side, seemingly asking casually.

"No, I have my own plans for this. Something else is going on today. ”

Touching the softness somewhere in his heart, Huai Yuan paused.

"Ah, Lord War, do you want to ask me? Tell me, I'm thinking about whether or not to help you, hehehe. ”

Ning Wuyuan listened to his request, so he immediately put on a proud posture and sat down on the rattan chair on the side, exuding a smug aura all over his body.

"After today, he won't be a god of war, you see. ”

Huai Yuan took out the strange letter.

"Yo, forget it, don't talk about you, I'll read the letter. ”

Ning Wuyuan wanted to squeeze Huai Yuan again, but when he looked down, his face could not hide his shock.

"It's... How is it like the handwriting of the Feng clan back then.... Fuso?"

Immediately, Ning Wuyuan took the strange letter, gently stroked the bumpy marks on it, and fell into deep thought.

"The Feng clan has long been silent, I know it's weird, I'm just worried..."

Huai Yuan's brows furrowed.

"But there are still remnants of the barbarian clan who know about this ancient letter?! But it will take some time, and I will let you know at that time. ”

Ning Wuyuan's face was solemn, and he changed his previous appearance as an "old naughty boy".

"You're sick...."

Huai Yuan remembered the past, and his eyes closed slightly.

"I'm fine.... Just, is she okay?"

Ning Wuyuan smiled bitterly three times, his expression gloomy.

"In the secret realm, there was no meeting. ”

"It's good if you don't come out, okay. Hurry up, hurry away, don't disturb my peace. ”

Ning Wuyuan turned his head, hiding many incomprehensible emotions.

....

Wait for the two of them to walk out of the dark pavilion.

The chaotic scene earlier had long been calm, only to see a beautiful woman in pink sleeping soundly on her knees against the corner of the wall, her face was ruddy, not only a sweet dream or the previous mess was pinched red, and her appearance was pitiful.

Looking closely at the corners of the skirt, there is a ball of white velvet "hairballs" curled up, which is very soft and beautiful.

Huai Yuan smiled lightly, couldn't hide his gentleness, and hugged the beauty into his arms, but the beauty said "huh", as if she was looking for a warmer and more comfortable posture, and rubbed it several times.

"Hairball" also jumped into the sleeve of the beautiful woman and refused to come out, causing Huai Yuan to laugh.

"No, let's go first today, and we'll see you tomorrow. I'll wait for you to explain the letter, and let her take this white ball away. ”

After saying it softly, he pinched it and left.

I only knew that later, Ning Wuyuan talked about it, but just shook his head and cried bitterly, regretful.

"Huaiyuan, you shameless bastard, you value color over righteousness, just break the rules of "forbidden spells" in my Huayuan Building, and connived at the broom star of Mallow, and abducted the little apprentice who has been with me for more than 2,000 years... I hate..."