Chapter 61

If not guilty, there will be no punishment, Ren sinang is not convenient to take the opportunity to search the body of ziqianmo.

"Purple fields!"

Just as Ren sinang racked his brains to figure out countermeasures, on the other hand, Ren Jing could not help but said, "you stole the things of my son, hand them in as soon as possible!"

Ziqianmo with a cold look at the mentally retarded, swept Ren Jing one eye, cherry lips micro Kai: "roll."

Ren Jing's pupil suddenly shrinks, her facial muscles spasm, and she feels insulted.

He's a noble son. Where's a waste girl's turn to let him go?

What's more hateful is that it's not the first time that this rubbish girl let him go.

Last time, he was in the room of ziqianmo. Later, he was forced to "roll" to Qinglou.

"You took my son's bag! There is an important token in it! If you don't hand it in today, I will never give up! "

Purple Qian Mo face expressionless, repeated: "roll."

Ren Jing:! "

What's the matter with this girl?

The third time!

Too presumptuous, don't give her some color to see see, she forgot oneself several jin several Liang.

He was humiliated by ziqianmo many times and suffered losses here. Ren Jing was really fed up with it. He felt that the violent emotion in his body had been suppressed to a critical value. If he didn't do anything, it would explode.

so

He did it.

A few steps forward, the blue veins on the back of the hand are raised, the five fingers are condensed into Eagle claws, and the wind is fierce. We are going to grasp the neck of ziqianmo.

Ziqianmo's beautiful eyes darkened, and she was ready to escape. Suddenly, a warm and broad chest appeared behind her, clinging to her thin back. Her waist was tied by a powerful iron arm, and her whole body was half held. She stepped back more than 20 steps like lightning.

The purple fields were in a daze.

It feels a little familiar.

Her body, instinctively, does not repel. Half holding her this man, help her avoid the attack of Ren Jing, a if there is no soul fragrance, into the nose.

Ziqianmo immediately realized who was behind him.

Shuhunxiang is a kind of woody incense specially made by her. It is specially burned in Mochen Pavilion, which can nourish soul and enhance spiritual power.

Only those who often enter the Mochen Pavilion for the first time can get a trace of it.

I have it on me.

Mo Yan also has it.

"Ren Shizi is very proud of killing a woman without elixir?" Deep as the sound of ancient strings, sounded in the ear, breath warm, spray thin in the purple field of the ear.

Ziqianmo was so tense that he settled down in an instant.

Sure enough, it's him.

The situation just now was very critical. Fortunately, Mo Yan came in time.

"What are you doing here?" Her eyes, like his obsidian, were no more than an inch apart.

"I can't come?" Mo Yan's eyebrows, firm lines and cold lips give people a very reliable feeling.

It's his duty to protect her.

He can't stand her having an accident.

What's more, it's not allowed to do anything to his most important Miss seven.

This is Ren Jing.

Once or twice, he was punished. Now it's the third time. There's no need for him to take some hard medicine.

"You again?"

Ren Jing attacked ziqianmo and was rescued. He was sullen. When he saw Mo Yan's face clearly, he was even more mad.

Ren Jing remembers it very clearly.