Chapter 177

Shen Qingrou just deliberately said that to stimulate Shen Lingxi's ambition and make her temporarily lose her rational judgment. Then she held Shen Lingxi's hand: "Lingxi, if you can save Lingyue, my aunt will do her best to help you."

Shen Lingxi looked at Shen Qingrou: "aunt, don't worry, I will find a way about Ling Yue."

Shen Qingrou said with a smile, "well, I'll wait for your good news."

Sunday.

Mo Xin'er found a good club on the Internet and asked LAN Yilin to come out.

They went to the club together.

After playing shooting, fencing and fighting each other, both of them were tired, so they sat on the carpet and had a back-to-back rest.

LAN Yilin rubbed the sweat on her forehead and said, "by the way, my L-11 poison needle has been upgraded recently. I took some and put them in my bag. I'll send them to you later."

Mo Xin'er smiles: "good!"

LAN Yilin named the toxin she studied L-11. It looked like she was eating well.

Mo Xin'er had seen it before, but he had never eaten it. It was difficult to have a hot meal before he arrived at the imperial garden, and it was even more impossible to see these things after he arrived at the imperial garden.

Situ'an and her friends usually go to high-end places, so they don't come to such places at all.

LAN Yilin used to go to some snack streets to eat, so she was familiar with it and ate with her heart.

A whole street, strolled not half, ink heart son has been unable to eat.

So decided not to eat first, slow down.

Snack street not only has food, but also sells all kinds of gadgets.

Mo Xin'er went to a clay figurine stand, feeling very novel.

The stall owner is an old man, looking at Mo Xin'er with a kind smile: "the little girl is really beautiful, make a clay figurine as a souvenir."

Mo Xin'er looked at it and said with a smile, "OK, Elim, you want one, too."

LAN Yilin said: "I don't want it. I have one in my family that I used to pinch."

"Oh, all right." After a pause, Mo Xin'er looked at the stall owner and said, "uncle, I'm not here. Can I pinch a picture?"

"Yes, no problem." The old man replied.

Mo Xin'er said with a smile: "OK, I'll pinch two. One is me, and the other is I'll show you the picture."

She wants to pinch herself, and then nine masters.

Then, Mo Xin'er takes out his mobile phone, finds Qin Beimo's photo and shows it to the old man: "pinch him again."

The old man looked at him and said with a smile, "well, this young man is really handsome. Is this your boyfriend?"

Mo Xin'er doesn't speak with a smile. It's not a boyfriend. It's the devil!

Mo Xin'er and LAN Yilin are waiting by the side of the road.

At the moment, a few young gangsters noticed the two and winked at each other.