Chapter 1130

Mikai's house.

Mikai was carrying coffee to go upstairs. He turned around and saw Mo Jue coming in with something. He picked up his eyebrows: "what's the matter?"

Mo Jue reached out and handed it: "the woman wanted to weave yarn through hamu's hand. Check if there is any problem."

"That woman?" mikai looked at the thing in his hand, raised his eyebrow in doubt, nodded clearly after a meal, "Oh... She, it's not very safe. I'll test it now."

Qi Er sat and looked at them. If Qiao Qiao came with him, he would like to stay down for a while and only face Mo Jue... Forget it, he'd better go upstairs. It's more lovely than Mo Jue's poison.

But he just passed by Mo Jue, but he stopped him with his hand.

"What do you mean?" Qi Er blocked his hand, and his eyes were slightly provocative.

"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you." Mo Jue said.

Looking at the stabbing atmosphere of the two people's words, mikai reluctantly shook his head, turned and went upstairs, and only explained to the two people: "you want to fight out, don't tear down my house."

Mo Jue didn't say a word, looked at Qi Er, frowned and thought for a moment, bowed his head and smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box.

Qi Er: "

Is this man okay?

He leaned against the wall behind him and squinted at Mo Jue. This man should not wait to see him. Even if he had something to do, he couldn't leave without saying it. How could he watch him start to be silent?

Still silent for so long, it seems that there is something difficult to hide.

"What's the matter? I'm still busy if you're not busy." after waiting for a moment, Qi Er couldn't help but make a sound first and let him and Mo Jue look at each other here. Why is it so awkward.

Mo Jue didn't care about his tone. He hesitated for a while before he said, "I want to ask you, have you developed the drug you're looking for?"

"Oh."

Hearing the speech, Qi Er pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered. It turned out that he was coming for medicine. His eyes at Mo Jue were sharp for a moment, and he seemed to ridicule, "at the beginning, they stopped me one by one and didn't allow me to hurt Qiaoqiao, as if they really cared about her. How good a gentleman is. Why don't you say anything when you use it now..."

Mo Jue immediately swept a cold eye, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were fierce.

"There's so much nonsense. Are you sure you want to settle now?"

He didn't mention it because for this matter, this guy is equivalent to atoning for his achievements, but it doesn't mean that he will forget the man's private appointment with Qiaoqiao.

Qi Er shrugged: "I'm afraid you'll settle?"

However, he just mocked Mo Jue and said something serious: "it's already made, but it's only a small part."

"Enough, give me some." Mo Jue frowned.

Qi Er picked his eyebrows, thought of his words just now, and guessed his intention: "are you going to use it on that woman?"

Mo Jue's eyes seemed to be looking at a mentally retarded person. He looked at the person opposite and didn't have a good way: "otherwise? Are you playing?"

The ridicule was really too big. In the past, Qi Er might have directly left with his sleeves, but today he took two steps towards Mo Jue with great interest: "you want to see her."

Mo Jue still looked at him with that look.

A faint smile on one's face as like as two peas.

Mo Jue paused, knocked the ash, and his voice cooled down: "it has nothing to do with you."

"Of course it has something to do with me." Qi'er saw his hesitation for a moment and knew that there must be a story. He said with a smile, "as long as Qiaoqiao is not your person one day, I have the right to pursue her."

Mo Jue paused with the fingers of the ashtray knocking at the cigarette, raised his eyes and looked at him with a sneer. His voice was without waves and waves, but wrapped in the frost in the cold winter: "try it."

There was both intimidation and provocation in that subtle attitude.

The smile on Qi Er's face became more and more stiff. Finally, it completely solidified on his face, and his face became slightly cold.

He knows Mo Jue's self-confidence, and those who are loved have no fear. Mo Jue is like this.

Because Qiaoqiao only has him in his heart. In love, he is always high and can look down on him forever.

Qi Er pursed his lips and looked at him quietly for two seconds. He turned and went upstairs. After a while, he came down and threw a small bottle of colorless liquid to Mo Jue.

"It's best to sprinkle it on the skin, and the tracking effect will be the most obvious."

Mo Jue raised his hand, accurately held things in his hand, nodded and said, "I see."

With that, he got up and walked out, carried his fingers and went downstairs: "mikay, tell me the result."

Out of mikai's house, Mo Jue drove directly to the horse farm.

——

As soon as he approached, he saw that the flowers sent by hamu were still well placed there, emitting soft light in the afterglow of the sunset. Each petal was in full bloom, which was the most beautiful moment in their life.

Hammu gave them to talilina.

The wood probably just felt that the things to give the eldest sister's head must be the best. However, when Mo Jue saw them in his heart, he seemed to see talilina's life.

When it was in full bloom, life stopped suddenly. From then on, only a wisp of flower fragrance floated in the world, and finally disappeared completely.

Mo Jue sits cross legged in front of the tombstone. He hasn't come over recently. Now he comes here again. Strangely, he finds that his mood seems to be much calmer.

Ha Mu cleaned here very well. There were no dead leaves, and the tombstone was spotless. Mo Jue lit a cigarette for himself. After a long time of silence, he spoke slowly, like an old friend sitting opposite him: "I haven't seen you lately, but I think you should have a good time..."

The vast sea of grass fluctuated with the wind, as if in response to his words, but no one could understand.

He spoke intermittently and said where he thought. His voice was always low and gentle. He sat quietly into a sculpture in the gentle evening wind and orange sunset glow.

The wind blew around, and the sound sounded intermittently through the surrounding vegetation. It should always be with his voice.

"By the way, ha mu... He's really loyal. Where did you find this wood?" the cold lines on Mo Jue's face softened unconsciously. Looking at the picture on the tombstone, he smiled and said, "it's still a very... Rare variety."

There was another wind, like someone whispering, but listen carefully, and there was nothing.

"Sometimes I look at hamu and look at myself. I always think I'm an asshole." he spits out a smoke circle, and the hazy white fog forms and spreads in front of him. He laughs at himself, "he protected you before he died, but I always oppose you. Even now you're gone, he's still like that, but what about me..."

"If it weren't for me, you would still be the powerful Queen now. Where would you lie here?" Mo Jue raised his hand and stroked the bright smiling face in the photo. The cold touch seemed to be transmitted into his voice through his fingertips. The gentle voice cooled down. "Where did others pretend to be you and even... Monitor you?"