Chapter 270

Mo Rushuang wake up, did not cry, did not make, just very lost: "swallow, you say, we are not finished."

"Aunt, don't think too much. First, take good care of your wounds. Jiang Hui's management is just temporary. As long as you are healed, take back the power. " Mother Gao comforted her immediately, though she also had a bad feeling in her heart. She thought it would be difficult to take it back.

"But it's hard for Jiang Hui to have Huang Jiuge's help and Princess Changning's support." Mo Rushun couldn't stop thinking, because the current situation doesn't allow her to stop thinking.

Subconsciously, Mo Rushun has already looked up at Huang Jiuge.

"That's the truth, but it's not the end yet. It's not sure who will win or lose. Jiang Hui has just come into contact with Zhongfu's material objects. It's inevitable that she doesn't understand them. If something happens, it's normal, isn't it? " High mammy meaningful said.

"You mean..." Mo Rushun was stunned and responded immediately.

If you know mother Gao, you can't hear what she said!

Mother Gao didn't speak, just nodded, but Mo Rushun didn't understand!

All of a sudden, Mo Rushun smiles. With her pale and powerless face, the smile seeps into people's eyes and reveals her evil.

"It's up to you, swallow. Just be careful this time. Don't let people get hold of it." Because of a few lessons, Mo Rushun didn't dare to be careless, so he reminded me.

"Yes," she said.

All past a day, Wen Jinran he is still for the ink flow that didn't finish words and curious to scratch heart scratch lung.

Woman, what kind of woman is it!

But from yesterday to today, either he was busy himself, or Mo Liu had been with Sikong. He just wanted to ask, but he couldn't find a chance to ask!

He didn't dare to ask in front of Sikong!

Although the night was dark, it was still not deep, so Sikong Chou, who had not slept, was drinking tea at the stone table in the yard. It was a leisurely time.

In fact, such as these experts, even if they don't sleep for a few days, they won't feel tired.

Wen Jinran was a little absent-minded, always staring at the ink stream from time to time, which made the ink stream unable to bear. He asked: "brother Wen, what do you always stare at me as?"

Mo Liu doesn't know that Wen Jinran is still entangled in yesterday's incident, so he doesn't understand why Wen Jinran always stares at him.

"Cough!"

Wen Jinran was not in the state. He was so surprised that he was choked by the tea and coughed.

Sikong cut a light to see him one eye, don't speak, but Wen Jinran is this eye see heart pull cool pull cool, as if he saw through the mind in general.

In order to eliminate Sikong's misunderstanding, Wen Jinran immediately explained, "I'm not looking at you, but at the peach blossom tree behind you."

Yes, behind the ink flow is the peach tree.

Ink flow smell speech, looked back, puzzled mutter: "this peach tree what good-looking, not every day to see it?"

The voice of ink flow is not big, but it's not small. Even ordinary people can hear it clearly, not to mention people who have strong senses to practice martial arts!

Wen Jinran's face is embarrassed. He scolds him secretly. He doesn't give face to me! However, he did not dare to say it, otherwise it would be exposed?

However, as witty as Wen Jinran, he immediately knew this: "although this peach blossom tree can be seen every day, but the peach blossom is only ten days and a half months in a year. You see, the peach blossom has almost fallen down. If you don't look at it, you'll have to wait for the next year to see it. "