Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Yun jiuxiao is open-minded by nature. He knows that people who have become famous in the world are a little strange. What's more, this Mo Wen is a representative of unorthodox. He is eccentric and reasonable.

Therefore, he just a faint smile, not with him to do more care, let alone half a dispute.

"Uncle Mo, please be polite to the king of Jin! Otherwise, my aunt will lose her temper. " The South Temple jade Xuan finally gave out a sullen, the mood is much better, also opened a not big not small joke with Mo Wen.

Mo asked the horizontal Nangong Yuxuan one eye, hum, his mouth called intimate, in fact the heart toward is not the king of Jin?

Alas, my martial uncle is not well-known and his words are not right. The two families also have deep grudges, which is not as deep as their in laws.

He ignored Nangong Yuxuan because he really felt sorry for Hanyan.

It seems that yunjiuxiao is also a generous person.

Although I have no intention to make friends, I should not offend.

The woman he loved and the woman who taught him are all his closest friends.

Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face, don't look at the mountain, look at the water. He also can't regard this person as an enemy.

"King an, attack the city as soon as possible! Don't worry. I'll keep your whole battalion safe. "

Night city nodded thanks.

Duanmu Minglei, your death is not far away!

Mo Wen's eyes turned and fell on Qiao Yu.

But Qiao Yu hung his head and never lifted his eyelids, just like an old monk.

All of you here are handsome people. There is no denying that Qiao Yu is the one who can't be compared with anyone else.

This man talks a lot and talks a lot. It's eloquence when you don't need it.

But since the disappearance of Yun Linglong, his sense of existence has also been reduced to the lowest.

It seldom appears in the big account. Even if it does, it's just a corner that can't be seen and doesn't say a word.

It seems that the whole world has nothing to do with him.

The people of Lingxiao Pavilion and Xiaoyao valley are very busy, but his people only stay in the inn to keep their energy.

"Master Qiao, there are business opportunities in Liucheng?" Xiao Yin spoke with three points of resentment.

This guy has a cooperative relationship with Linglong. He is reasonable and affectionate. Don't he want to do his part?

Qiao Yu only grinned: "great Xia Xiao, there is only one person in the world, Qiao, who is on duty. Why do my men work for Nanling“

Xiao Yin choked so much that he couldn't speak. Qiao Yu's mouth was really annoying.

"Then why do you come here when you mobilize people?" Xiao Yin asked.

"I'm willing to." Qiao Yu's eyes tilted and his mouth turned slightly.

Xiao Yin's blood almost gushed out. It's very cultivated to talk to such a person without hands!

He always doubted whether Qiao Yu would have died long ago if he had not been covered by the name of the world's first villa?

Xiao Yin's hand is heavily patted on Qiao Yu's shoulder.

"Master Qiao, you can live to the present safely. I have to say, it's a miracle. After going back, we should give thanks to the ancestors of Qiao family, especially the owner of Qiao village. Having a son like you, alas, a premature life“

Xiao Yin language center of gravity long said, tone of Qiao Liangcheng no lack of deep sympathy.

Over the years, have you been cleaning up the mess for your son?

Qiao Yu only sneered a few times and didn't defend himself a word.

If possible, he doesn't want to be born at Joe's!

A man like him should live a free and unrestrained life.

However, the responsibility on his shoulders made him breathless.

Being the son of the Qiao family, how can the superficial scenery rival the endless vicissitudes?

So, he had two wishes very early.

One of them is that he owes the royal family of Duanmu in Beiqi by his own ability. From then on, the bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns to the road.

Secondly, the best thing is that Beiqi no longer exists, and all the enmities and grudges are written off.

He tried his best to achieve his first wish. But now, even that second wish is not impossible.

Just, his mind can't pour out to any one person, acquaintances all over the world, bosom friend no one!

He admired Xiao Moqing most, and lived a natural and comfortable life. I only hope that he will have such an opportunity in the future.

He was silent, but he sighed.

"Duanmu is open and aboveboard. He is really cunning. It takes a lot of thought to capture Yangcheng." Xiao Yin was a little worried.

Mo asked with a smile: "don't say that ice is human flesh and blood, I can make it disappear in an instant."

At night, the city's eyes suddenly shine like obsidian, the mountain is poor and the water is no longer in doubt, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright!

"Mr. Lao Mo will help us." The night fell and the city stood up in awe.

This man is sent by heaven to solve his problems!

Nangong Yuxuan was silent. Under the influence of his elders, he hated poison. But after experiencing some things, he gradually understood that there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, but it depends on whose position. We can't say who is more noble than who is treating poison.

This is like a double-edged sword. It depends on how you apply it.

Poison skill can be used to contain enemies. If medical skill is used by people with ulterior motives, why can't it kill people?

"Uncle Mo, if this can save Linglong, when I get back to Lingxiao Pavilion, I'll tell my grandfather and father that it's time for us to turn fighting into friendship. It's all about being in the same school. It's about loving each other. "

Nangong Yuxuan is not so resistant to Mohism and poison art.

Mo asked Shen ran a smile, only squint at Nangong Yuxuan.

He is rare!

"Nangong Yuxuan, do you mean to put Mohism back in LingXiao pavilion?" He asked lukewarm.

Separation means separation. Why go back?

A husband never repents when he acts.

He is a Mohist. He doesn't have to rely on anyone to protect him.

Nangong Yuxuan smiles awkwardly. He doesn't mean that!

And Kan Mo Wen didn't have this plan at all.

"Yuxuan just hopes that our two families will not have any more disagreements. No matter how you say it, you are more affectionate than outsiders. " Nangong Yuxuan smiles, hoping that this statement can be accepted by him.

"It doesn't matter that Lingxiao Pavilion blames me. I just..." Mo Wen glanced at Yun jiuxiao and swallowed his words.

As long as Hanyan is willing to forgive him, he can forgive menglang.

Yun jiuxiao naturally heard his voice, but he just laughed.

He had no way to know how much harm Hanyan had suffered in those years. However, just because she had almost forgotten the whole familiar world, he could know that the harm to her was probably devastating.

Nangong Yuxuan chuckled: "so, uncle Mo is trying to save Linglong. Is it to atone for his exploits?"

"Who is not here for that girl?" Mo asked, staring.