Chapter 660

Mo Qingge raised her eyes, opposite his four eyes, and her delicate face made her look dull.

What an evil little brother!

As soon as the mask fell, her pretty little face appeared, and she was taken in by Gu mianmo.

That one eye looks at each other for ten thousand years.

"Qing, Qingge..." Jun Yichen couldn't help sighing.

"Song

Gu Mian Mo subconsciously hugs the person who bumps into his arms. Bursts of familiar fragrance seeps into his heart.

It's his song

His face showed a little surprise and joy, a thousand words, do not know where to start.

"Hello." Suddenly he hugs Mo Qingge, who is at a loss, "brother, you... Let go!"

You can't be such a hooligan even if you are handsome!

Gu Mian Mo was slightly stunned: "Ge'er, what's the matter with you?"

How can this little girl resist? She hasn't seen him for a long time?

After that, he held her more tightly, for fear that once he let go, the girl would disappear.

Mo Qingge can't struggle, and suddenly becomes angry

"Loosen your hands!"

Pop!

Words fall, she a slap fan in the past, with nowhere to vent anger.

Then, Mo Qingge struggled out of his arms.

"Song er..."

"Big brother!" Mo Qingge interrupted him, "I don't know you, don't look familiar with me, you can take advantage of me at will!"

She was surprised, too.

How does this guy know her name? Besides, he seems to know that she is a daughter.

Did you know him before?

Gu felt Mo Zheng Zheng, grasped her wrist and said in a soft voice: "Ge Er doesn't remember me?"

His tone was a little nervous.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and wanted to pull away his hand: "I don't remember, who are you?"

"I am your husband." He blurted out.

Mo Qingge

"I'm still your father!" She couldn't help but go back.

Is this man out of his mind? If you catch anyone on the street, just say it's his wife?

shame on you!

"You let go!"

"Qingge!"

Suddenly, Mo Qingyu rushes up, pulls Mo Qingge aside and protects him. He says in a cold voice, "what do you want to do to my brother?"

His face was full of vigilance and anger.

Gu Mian Mo's mind was in a mess, and he probably guessed something.

She... Lost her memory?

"All right, brother." Mo Qingge pulled his arm and said, "it's just an apprentice. Don't pay attention to him. You see, the fighting animals over there have started. Let's go and have a look!"

She doesn't want to waste too much time and interest on a Padawan.

"Good."

Mo Qingyu stares at him alertly, then follows his sister and turns to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Qingge took a step, Gu Mian's ink flashed to her face. She was so scared that she shivered and stepped back half a step.

Oh, my God!

I'm scared to death.

"What do you want?" Mo Qingyu is furious.

"Your step is off." Gu's eyes were slightly drooping, and her finger bone was as slender as jade. She held a pearl jade and handed it to her face.

Tone, also gentle not decent.

"Thank you!"

Mo Qingge expresses her thanks and reaches for Jin Buyao.

But Gu Mo took her little hand and refused to let go.

His eyes, as deep as jade, were covered with an indescribable gloom.

Ge'er really doesn't remember him.

Even if he stood in front of the singer, the little girl was still indifferent.

My heart suddenly pricked like a needle.

Mo Qingge takes a glance at him, and takes away his hand again. He pulls Mo Qingyu away in a hurry.

Let's go!

"Song er..."

"Don't follow me!" Mo Qingge turns his head and gives a cold warning.

Is this apprentice still haunted?

After that, he turned and left.

And Gu felt as if he had never heard of it, and he followed it for a moment.

"Hey, wait for me." Jun Yi dust quickly followed up, side opening way, "Mo, how do I feel that wench is not right, she really don't remember you, or pretend?"

"It doesn't look like a fake."

"Ah?" Jun Yi dust slightly surprised, "really amnesia?"

It seems that this matter is somewhat difficult.

Mo Qingge rushes into the boiling Colosseum and rushes into the crowd.

Mo Qingyu is tall. In order to keep up with his sister, he just stares at the 1.8 meter tall man and bends down to squeeze into the crowd.

"Qingge, don't run away." Mo Qingyu held her little hand and told her, "otherwise, my brother will not find you again!"

"Don't worry, I won't lose it!"

Mo Qingge answers absently, paying attention to the challenge arena in the middle.

The two monsters in the challenge arena are in sharp contrast, both in shape and appearance.

On the left side, there is a meteorite sky python with a thick foot. Its cold sight shows the intention of killing. The action of spitting snake's letter makes people feel scared at a glance.

Seven level monster, meteorite sky Python!

Mo Qingge sighs that he is worthy of the divine world. He can see high-level monsters in any corner.

On the right side of the challenge arena stands a red chicken, which is less than one tenth of the size of meteorite python. It looks stupid and harmless.

The owner of meteorite sky Python is dressed up as a rich businessman and has a clear mind.

And the owner of the chicken is relatively low-key, wearing a black cape, ragged, all black, can not see his face.

"That's a big gap, isn't it?" The ink green feather looked at one's eyes, and could not help but make complaints about it.

It's like bullying chickens.

"Brother, don't underestimate this red bird." Someone nearby interrupted, "tonight, this humble little red bird has won 13 games in a row, and has been defending the position of champion!"

"No?"

Mo Qingyu's brother and sister looked at each other with a smile, and probably felt a little surprised.

Can such a chicken win thirteen games in a row?

Bang——

Who knows, the moment they were suspicious, the competition on the challenge arena was over.

They clapped and began to share the money.

Little red bird wins again!

Mo Qingge takes a close look. It's just that the meteorite python, who was originally in a magnificent posture, was slapped by a chicken and flew more than ten meters. He hit the pillar heavily, vomited blood and fainted.

The owner of the python cried for a long time.

The crowd sighed and cheered.

"It's a chicken that doesn't look good!" Mo Qingge couldn't help praising.

It seems that such a small body can kill the seventh level monster so easily.

"Brother, do you have xuanpo stone with you?" Mo Qingge blinked his eyes and said, "next time, let's also bet this chicken!"

Xuanpo stone is the currency of the divine world.

"I have some. What do you want?" Mo Qingyu takes out his money bag, but she grabs it all.

"All?"

Words fall, she put a bag of Xuan soul stone on the chicken.

"Ah?"