Yes, because Jun Bird Moting and Da Yu Mowen can have a heart-to-heart, so the hesitant bosom friend arranged for Moting to look at the man along the way, and he must inform himself in time if there is anything.

And not only that, because she was not at ease, so she not only sent Mo Ting, but also sent the Bird Zhiqi after Mo Ting, although Zhiqi's cultivation is only in the middle of the fourth order, but she can devour people's souls, so that even if something really happens, as long as she kills the other party and lets Zhiqi devour the other party's soul and strip the other party's memory, she can still know everything.

It's just that these days, it seems that he has been negligent, negligent Mo Ting, and even more negligent in hurrying, so that he refuses to leave this place where he has left a beautiful story.

"Good master!"

Listening to the master's eager words suddenly ringing in his ears, Mo Wen had an indescribable sense of grievance, after all, there was no contact for more than ten days, I thought it was an inconsequential matter, this early morning did not let people sleep well, is it really too good?

Who is he? I used to be a big demon who was also surprised, okay? I think that I and Junniao, that is, the current Mo Ting, are also lawless and free existences, but since I have a master, I can endure coarse tea and light food every day, and it is acceptable if I don't fight and kill.

But just because our brothers have the same heart, we are spies all day long, one is responsible for tracking and the other is responsible for receiving information, and many times just doing some trivial things, does this not care too much about our brother's feelings?

Okay, spies are spies, but isn't it too impersonal to not even sleep well......?

"Mo asked, what's the situation over there?"

Just when Mo Wen was still complaining silently in his heart, the voice of the bosom friend sounded in his ears again, and this time it seemed to be even more anxious, so that Mo Wen couldn't help but feel like a child who had done something wrong. No, now I'm completely sober, not only do I have no complaints, but I have also become more flattering and obedient.

"This, this is still in contact, master, you can rest assured, it must be foolproof. ”

In this way, Mo Wen, who no longer dared to have the slightest slackness, began to concentrate on getting busy, but when he contacted Mo Ting, whose voice was similar to that of himself just now, he couldn't help but smile very embarrassed.

"Oh, I said brother, you can sleep enough, what time are you still sleeping now, hurry up and get down to business, the master is very worried about the situation over there, hurry up and report it truthfully." ”

For Mo Ting, the unkind Mo Wen chose to criticize a few words. And for the things that the master cared about, he unceremoniously ordered a few words, although he could feel the other party's resentment, but when he thought that the other party dared to be angry and dare not speak, his mood was inexplicably better.

In this regard, Mo Ting despised it, and was extremely dissatisfied with endless contempt in his heart, thinking about what a great task he had been following for so many days, and he thought it was a great task, but he didn't expect to think about it until today, and it was still early in the morning, was this really something? Mo Ting deeply disagreed.

It's just that when he flew to the area where Li Zimu was, saw everything in front of him clearly, closed his eyes in disbelief and shook his head fiercely and opened his eyes again, he finally believed it, and couldn't help but be deeply shocked.

"Tell me quickly, is there anything wrong, the master is urging, can you be reliable!" Feeling a quiet Mo Ting, Mo Wen felt deeply unhappy in his heart, especially if the master was urging him very quickly, okay?

"Out, something's wrong, there's something big!" Finally, Mo Ting's voice sounded again, but the eagerness, shock and disbelief in the words made him seem a little deranged, and for a while, he was a little incomparable.

"Oh no, they, they fought, it was that Li Zimu, yes, he attacked Luo Xun like crazy, and they were covered in blood, it looked really too cruel, how could he do this? He could bear to hurt ...... so much"

Just after Mo Wen and the others heard Mo Ting's voice, everyone maintained an inexplicable blank expression, and even the bosom friend couldn't help frowning deeply and fell into a deep painful entanglement.

"Mo asked, hurry up and merge with Mo Ting's soul, project the picture there to see what is wrong, hurry up!" Soon, the bosom friend's voice sounded again, and there was a deep disbelief and self-comfort in the anxiety.

She really didn't want to believe that all this could be true, especially after she could feel that Luo Xun really loved him as much as she could, she couldn't accept that person's ferocity and bloodthirstiness.

It's just that when the picture came, she could only choose to believe, looking at the woman who tried her best to protect him from any external harm in order to prevent him from being injured, and after watching the white clothes turn red, and seeing the unbearable and painful pain in Yao Jia's eyes, she finally couldn't help but fall into a deep painful struggle.

"How could he be?"

The bosom friend couldn't help but ask, but more questioning, staring at the picture in the air with his eyes, struggling endlessly in his heart. And just after seeing Yao Jia and what they seemed to be looking for, a powerful killing aura that could not come out of her heart rose instantly.

"Mozhu, are you sure this is a dream demon technique?"

"Master, you won't doubt me, right? This is really not what I did, master, you have to believe me, think about it, that person's spiritual power can withstand the full blow of Sister Mo Ling, as far as my cultivation is concerned, if you want to control him through dreams, at least you have to gradually erode him at close range for ten days and half a month, so master, you must believe me!"

Listening to the words of the bosom friend, Mo Zhu, who was originally a little stunned and couldn't believe it, cried bitterly for a moment, in fact, she didn't want to do this, but is it really terrifying for the master to get angry? So for the sake of safety, and even more to avoid this unwarranted disaster, Mo Zhu was called a bitter cry at this moment, so he just shouted that he was wronged.

"Ten days and half a month?"

Listening to Mozhu's words, the bosom friend fell into deep thought again, but soon she discovered a fatal problem. "Yes, why did I forget to care about him after all this time?

"Mo asked, do you ask Mo Ting, is there anything wrong with him these days?" couldn't help it, she became extremely anxious, and too much thought made her feel an indescribable sense of self-blame and guilt.

"Mo Ting, did you hear the master's words? Hurry up and explain honestly, confess leniently and resist strictly, you kid is big this time, you just wait!"

"This master, I'm wrong about this!But recently Li Zimu him, he really doesn't have anything!" Hearing Mo Wen's words, Mo listened a little bit, and it was obvious that he also felt that something was wrong.

"If there is really anything, what is different, that is, he seems to have become animalistic in the past few days, especially when he has to sleep with three women every night, it is really too unrestrained, master, in fact, he is really not a good thing, otherwise how could he still be so interested in that high last night, but he was going to kill someone early in the morning?"

Speaking of which, Mo Ting actually had the idea of breaking the jar, after all, it was really a matter of envy, jealousy and hatred, not only for him, but also for the demons who heard him talk about this.

But will the master and Mozhu be mistaken?

The answer is obviously impossible, and the result seems to be that Mo Ting mixed too many personal feelings when he spoke. But it seems to be really problematic to sleep together, doesn't it?

"What about him during the day, is there anything different during the day?" Hearing this, the bosom friend also looked a little sad, but she also felt that Mo Ting was a little exaggerated, especially from Luo Xun and the others, she couldn't see the difference from before, so she was even more reluctant to believe this.

"What can you have, even if your temper is getting bigger and bigger, and you get more and more ruthless every time! You don't even know ......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, his words were interrupted, and he was helpless and indifferent to this, after all, the master had the final say, and no matter how much he said, it was just for reference.

"Yes, what Mo Zhu said is right, the other party should not exceed the fifth order, since it does not exceed the fifth order, it is good, it means that he is still saved, hurry up, let's hurry over!"

In this way, the bosom friend at this moment finally felt a lot more relieved, and he naturally couldn't wait. In this way, Mrs. Wind and Fire gave the order, and she decided to take everyone to kill it.

However, at this moment, everything in that picture finally underwent earth-shattering changes, looking at the knife that seemed to destroy the world, her heart hung high, and the indescribable entanglement and pain made her feel suffocated.

That knife really didn't disappoint her, watching the ice and snow swords turned in half, watching both hands being slashed off from the wrists, watching the big knife go deep into the shoulder and finally get stuck in the centrifugal very close.....

Inexplicably, the bosom friend's tears slipped silently.

What did she see, love, could there be a more sad love story than this?

The woman, unrestrained and smiling, looked so lonely and arrogant, but for the sake of such a man, she looked at him quietly, affectionately, with a faint happy and peaceful smile, just like that, very close to the man and said quietly.

"Zimu, I'm your Xun'er! Don't you really remember me? I really love you, you know?"