Chapter 50

Sure enough, Mo Qingge is more patient with good-looking people.

If the other person molested her like this, she would have beaten the other person's mother for a long time!

Uncle Huang, you don't have to be so clingy. Where's your Gao Leng?

Mo Qingge showed a forced fake smile, and had to kiss him again.

It's too hard to deal with this black bellied sticky human spirit!

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Anping Marquis's residence.

"Miss Jiang, please come in!"

A tall girl in a goose yellow hairpin skirt was invited into Mo Qinge's room.

All of a sudden, the stench from her face made the girl frown and gasp.

In the room, Mo Qing'e was still lying on the bed with dull eyes, haggard and scarred, just like a dead man.

Maybe I haven't seen the light for a long time. I look very dazed. When I see someone coming in, my reaction is very slow. I send out some monosyllables foolishly and I can't speak any more.

"Sister Qing'e!" The girl in yellow was shocked and asked, "do you still know me? I'm Jiang Yanran! "

Mo Qing'e looked at her stupidly, giggled and couldn't say a word.

All of a sudden, the girl in yellow completely collapsed, fell on the edge of the bed and cried out: "sister Qing'e, what's the matter with you? Who did this to you? "

Is this the charming and beautiful third lady of Hou family? It's like this.

Paralyzed in bed, looks silly, no dignity!

Just now she saw aunt Jiang's body, and almost vomited out the dinner. Unexpectedly, although Mo Qing'e survived, she was worse than dead!

Her parents died when she was young. Aunt Jiang brought her up, and younger sister Qing'e treated her well.

Now, their mother and daughter are so miserable persecution, how can she give up?

"Yan Ran." Mo Yan aside, whispered, "all this is caused by Mo Qingge!"

"That trash?" At the mention of Mo Qingge, Jiang Yanran only has these two words in her mind, "this... How is this possible?"

Mo Qingge is a waste, how to do it?

"Well, that trash used mean means to harm your aunt and Qinge." Mo Yan sighed, "as an elder, I can't kill her directly, but if I don't kill her, I can't swallow it!"

In fact, this is just a reason for Mo Yan's high sounding.

He didn't want to kill Mo Qingge, but he was afraid of the influence of Mo king, so he pulled Jiang Yanran to kill him.

In this way, he doesn't have to do it himself, and he can get rid of his eyesore. In the future, even if King Mo seeks revenge, he won't find him.

Jiang Yanran's finger bone curled tightly, and her anger was obviously uncontrollable: "where did Qing'e's sister offend her? She wanted to be so cruel. She was really vicious to the extreme!"

Don't kill Mo Qingge, it's hard to dispel her hatred!

"Yan Ran, I really can't manage that treacherous way." Mo Yan sighed helplessly.

"Uncle mu." Jiang Yanran gritted her teeth and said, "I will personally kill Mo Qingge and avenge my aunt and sister Qing'e, so don't be sad!"

Obviously, Mo Yan can't be sad. He just died a concubine. Just in time, he has an excuse to marry a new concubine.

"Mo Qingge now lives in Mo Wang's house. Yan Ran, you should be more careful when you do it." Mo Yan pretends to be kind.

"Mo Wang Fu? Ah, now I'm still climbing the high branch? " Jiang Yanran sneered, but he was still afraid of Mo Wang.

So she sighed a little: "in another month or so, my master will go out of the pass. At that time, I will let my father kill this evil girl!"

"Well, if master Luobin could do it himself, it would be better." Mo Yan nodded and waited for his words.

Master Luobin is a strong man of xuanwang. He loves Jiang Yanran very much and will help him to get revenge.

Jiang Yanran looks at the person on the bed with a firm tone

"Sister Qing'e, don't worry, I will torture that evil girl, let her live as if she were dead, and avenge you and your aunt!"

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Back in the Qingshui hall, Mo Qingge is going to continue to practice, but the Xuanwen Bracelet suddenly flashes.

The next second, Xuanli, dressed in black, appeared in front of her, delicate and indifferent.

"You again? Why are you out again? " Yunran looks at the tall man in front of her, slightly alert.

No, it's not a man. To be exact, he's a monster!

"Master, you seem to have... Forgotten something!" Xuanli ignored the little rabbit and said seriously.

"Forget one thing... What?" Mo Qingge pondered for a moment, then thought, "right!"

The day before yesterday, she saved a soul in the Colosseum. There were so many things in these two days that she forgot about the soul.

Thus, the mysterious power of Mo Qingge's fingertips poured into the Xuanwen bracelet and summoned the soul sealed up in the Xuanwen bracelet.

The wisp of soul was thin and thin, with a delicate face, floating in the air, looking surprised and frightened. I didn't know what had happened.

Is he... Not dead yet?

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at his soul floating in the air. Then he looked at the ink song. There was a little vigilance and fear in his eyes.

Where is he?

"Master, I will call back the body of the soul." Xuanli lowered his head, and the Xuanli around him gathered together to summon the soul of the body.

The red clothes on the body were broken, covered with dirt, blood and scattered hair. Although it was covered with dust and blood, it could be seen that it was a pretty young face.

Body and soul, slowly overlap.

At the moment of coincidence, not only Xuanli, but also moqingge felt that there was a wave of energy in the boy's body!

Young light landing, squatting in the corner, beautiful silver white pupil, looking at everything in front of fear, some fear.

That uneasy eyes, like can't see light in general.

"I'm still a pretty boy." Mo Qingge's lips are slightly crooked, and he comes closer.

Just as he wanted to talk to the beautiful young man, the young man subconsciously stepped back and secretly glanced at Mo Qingge. He was a little wary, and his whole body seemed to be shaking slightly.

Is he afraid?

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Mo Qingge squatted down, looked at him and said, "tell me, what's your name?"

Her tone became much more moderate.

Intuition told her that there were many secrets hidden in the boy.

The young man raised his eyes and seemed to feel that the people in front of him didn't mean anything to her, but he still looked at Mo Qingge blankly.

"What's your name?" Mo Qingge repeated what he had just said.

The boy is still at a loss and confused.

"I don't think he can understand people, miss." Yunran seems to see something.