Chapter 240

Now, the plastic spirit flower has been found, and it is no longer a problem to go back to the floating cloud world. Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe finally really relax. Thinking that they have not participated in the exchange conference or visited Wanjie City, they decided to spend the last half day.

They walked on the street and strolled at will. Soon they came to a bridge with scarlet railings. The pedestrians were in twos and threes. Some of them were surrounded by two friars, a man and a woman.

"Come on, let's sit here for a while!" Mu Tianhe's eyes twinkled. He sat on the bridge and leaned on the vermilion railings beside him. He patted beside him and said to Yan Qingyang.

Yan Qingyang also sat down and looked at the clear water under the bridge.

She is still wearing a veil on her face. Since the incident of Mo hang, Yan Qingyang is more careful. Every time she goes out, she is bound to wear a veil.

Mu Tianhe looked in his direction and saw only the white veil covering Yan Qingyang's face. But the sunlight came from outside the bridge and hit Yan Qingyang's face. Yan Qingyang's forehead was bright and white, and there was a pair of eyes outside the veil. The eyelashes were long, like two small brushes, casting two shadows on his eyes.

Blink, blink, let Mu Tianhe heart up a ripple, with the rhythm of the blink, the ripple is bigger and bigger, finally, almost become a storm.

The mood is agitated, Mu Tianhe almost cannot from already.

"Qingyang!" Mu Tianhe gave a dumb cry and went to pull Yan Qingyang's hand.

"What for?" Yan Qingyang was a little dissatisfied. Why did she hold hands at this time? So her hand flashed and flashed to one side.

Mu Tianhe coughed and resolved his embarrassment. He turned his eyes and pointed to two or three pairs of friars and nuns passing by, saying, "are we not Taoist couples? Don't you think everyone else is like this? "

"We're not real! Now, you don't have to pretend to be a Taoist again! " Yan Qingyang stares at Mu Tianhe and looks at the couple passing by.

This mu Tianhe, with the excuse of pretending to be a Taoist partner, did not know how many times he held his hand.

"Who said that, we must continue to pretend!" Mu Tianhe said.

"Why?" Yan Qingyang turns his head strangely and stares at Mu Tianhe, insisting that he give a reason.

Mu Tianhe looks at Yan Qingyang and finds that Yan Qingyang's bright eyes are staring at him. His heart is inexplicably flustered. His heart is pounding. He forgets what he wants to say and stammers: "because... Because of you..."

He looked at Yan Qingyang and could not speak any more. His face turned red slowly.

Yan Qingyang is a little surprised and stares at Mu Tianhe in surprise. Unexpectedly, Mu Tianhe, who is famous for her thick skin, even blushes.

Yan Qingyang began to play. She pursed her lips and looked at Mu Tianhe who was leaning on the railing. She leaned forward and approached Mu Tianhe's face. She asked jokingly, "you say, why?"

Their faces are very close. A gust of wind blows, Yan Qingyang's broken hair even blows to Mu Tianhe's face. It's a bit itchy, which makes Mu Tianhe's heart beat harder. He just looks at Yan Qingyang and can't say a word.

The spring sun is just right, the vermilion railings, the water waves under the bridge, the beautiful girl in purple with her hands on the railings, leaning forward, looking at the young man in white in front of her jokingly, the handsome boy's face is slightly red, looking at the girl foolishly, forming a quiet and warm picture.

A friar next to him opened a roll of white paper and played a seal character. With a bang, the picture was clearly painted on the white paper.

The monk looked at it with satisfaction, rolled up the picture, turned around and left. Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe didn't find out about it.

They don't know. It's just a small picture that has hindered them and promoted their good relationship.

"Yan Qingyang!" All of a sudden, a sharp drink rings out, interrupting the beautiful feelings between them.

They turned their heads and saw that Mo hang was gnashing his teeth in front of them.

"Yan Qingyang, you did it yesterday, didn't you?" Mo hang clenched his teeth and asked harshly.

"What happened yesterday?" Yan Qingyang pretended to blink innocently. Suddenly he suddenly realized something and covered his mouth. "Oh, by the way, you said yesterday... We all saw what happened yesterday. I heard that you... You can't really be this kind of person?"

With that, Yan Qingyang pulls Mu Tianhe away from Mo hang.

Some people around, some of them were present yesterday. Their faces were wonderful and they looked at Mo hang with strange eyes.

"Well, you dare say that you must have used medicine on your sword yesterday! That's why I'm trapped Mo hang said maliciously that he woke up later and thought for a long time, inferring that it was Yan Qingyang who smeared the magic medicine on the lightsaber.

It's true that Yan Qingyang used the flowers on it. They used the flowers once in the secret place of Fulong island before. At that time, Yan Qingyang collected the flowers and didn't care about them until he wanted to deal with Mo hang.

She looked up the stone tablet, treated the burning flower into powder, smeared it on the lightsaber, and plotted against Mo hang.

However, Yan Qingyang didn't recognize it. She looked at Mo hang with disgust on her face, pulled up Mu Tianhe, turned around and left, and said, "I didn't expect that the young master of Lingbao sect was such a person! I blame others for my madness! " Mo hang really fell into trouble. He told a lot of truth yesterday when he was in a state of delirium. In lingbaozong, he was entangled with many nuns. When he arrived at Wanjie city this time, he had already touched two nuns, both by cheating and forcing. The city Lord's residence has been found out, but the two nuns are both from the unsophisticated interface, and they have no background. Mo hang has been in private with others, but his reputation has become bad, and he is no longer the superior little Lord. Many people disdain to pay attention to him. Because of the relationship between fengchengzhu and his father, the people in Chengzhu's mansion didn't care much about him, but they were only polite on the surface. Where Mo hang could bear all this, he hated Yan Qingyang more and more. He came all the way to find him. Unexpectedly, he saw Yan Qingyang here. He was very angry and had no reason at all, so he scolded Yan Qingyang angrily. But Yan Qingyang is gone! In public, he couldn't do it. Soon, the time of seven days had come, and Yan Qingyang was about to leave Wanjie city. He couldn't get revenge! Mo hang stares at Yan Qingyang's back and clenches his fists. His teeth creak and creak. He can't help thinking of what the master of Fengcheng said yesterday. The master of Fengcheng said, "I will help you hide everything you have done before, but in Wanjie City, if you bully nuns again, or ask Yan Qingyang for trouble! Don't tell your father, I'll kill you right away! " Bang! Mo hang waved his hand and smashed his fist on the railing. He couldn't open the fierce and strong look in his eyes: "Yan Qingyang, wait! One day, you will fall into my hands again（ This chapter is over. Mo hang has no time to do harm. It's a long time before Yan Qingyang falls into his hands again...)