"Mao Si'er, stop it."

Su Mo is full of momentum and doesn't look like his sister who just hid behind his sister.

Mao Si'er rebelled against his previous attitude and refused to give way, "this man is in my hand. According to the rules of the stockade, I have the right to beat him."

Su Mo was angry and worried, "Damn it, don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Don't you give me this face?"

Mao Si'er snorted coldly, "ha ha, su... Zhi, I said that unless you gave yourself to me, there's no need to talk about everything. Have you forgotten?"

Su Mo can't hear that at all.

So as soon as his words came out, Su Mo blew up again.

She pointed to Mao Si'er's nose and said directly, "Mao Si'er, don't forget who owns the stockade?"

"Yes, it's you now," said Mao Si'er with a sneer, "but why is it difficult for me to take the first chair?"

At this point, he reached out and pinched Su Mo's chin. "Do you think you have the ability to resist?"

Su Mo really didn't.

So she could only angrily wave away Mao Si'er and hold her hand, "don't go too far, Mao Si'er."

Then she stepped back and went to Mo Zhengyang before continuing, "am I your opponent, but don't forget that there is still my sister behind me. Do you think you have the ability to take her together?"

When Su Mo mentioned Su Zhi, Mao Si'er's attitude immediately softened a lot.

He thought for a while, and he really couldn't affect his impression in Su Zhi's heart because of these unimportant people.

After all, he still wants to successfully put down Su Zhi.

Seeing his attitude softened, Su Mo continued, "how do you know you're afraid now?"

"You really can't compare with your sister." Mao Si'er looked at Su Mo for a long time and then shook his head. "I really don't know. Why didn't he think you were not the same person before?"

"There are many things you can't think of." Su Mo didn't like what he said, so he directly refuted him without thinking.

Then she glanced at Mao Si'er, "OK, I want to talk to Zhengyang for a while. You can roll away."

"You can be a lover slowly. I'm too lazy to take care of it."

Mao Si'er snorted coldly, took a deep look at Su Mo, and then turned and left.

After hearing this, he hurriedly pulled Murong Yu's hand back and hid behind the haystack.

Mao Si'er left in a hurry, so he didn't see them.

Of course, he would not think that there would be others here.

Now he wants to see Su Zhi again, the woman he really likes.

After confirming his departure, Mo Xiyan and Murong Yucai walked out from behind the haystack and continued to return to their original position.

"Zhengyang, you have suffered."

Su Mo went to Mo Zhengyang, who was tied, and raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek, with heartache and tenderness in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhengyang didn't turn his head to avoid before her head touched herself.

"Don't be hypocritical. If you really want me, let me go now."

Mo Zhengyang glared at Su Mo with regret in his eyes.

I knew I wouldn't go out looking for Xiao Si'er myself.

He just wants Mo Xiyan to look at himself.

Who would have thought that a momentary impulse made him a prisoner at the bottom of the order.

Fortunately, there is this female bandit, which avoids him from being soaked in water like others.

This may be a blessing in misfortune.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go soon."

Su Mo didn't think much. He just thought he hated being locked up here.

She can understand this better.

If she were herself, she couldn't stand it.

So she can tolerate Mo Zhengyang's unreasonable trouble.

Yes, Mo Zhengyang glared at her. For her, it was unreasonable.

Because when other men face her, even if they are whipped by her, they greet each other with a smiling face. No one has never given a good face like Mo Zhengyang.

However, it is precisely because of this that Su Mo feels that Mo Zhengyang is special and tolerant of him.

"That's what you said last time. Hum, do you think I'll believe it?" Mo Zhengyang looked at Su Mo and said angrily, "if you really want me to like you, let me go now."

"Be good. I'll let you out of here soon."

If you can, Su Mo also wants to release Mo Zhengyang from here quickly and take him to her room.

Because my sweetheart is so close to me, but I can only see it, but I can't touch it. This feeling is really very bad.

It's just that those so-called masters don't agree.

Said it was also a chip to threaten Lizheng's family.

Damn it, isn't that child enough? Actually want to take her Mo Zhengyang?

She won't allow it.

Just what method should be used to save Mo Zhengyang from here?

Maybe getting married would be a good idea?

Thinking of this, Su Mo's eyes lit up instantly.

She looked at Mo Zhengyang and said excitedly, "Zhengyang, I think of a way to save you. Don't worry, I can let you leave the prison soon."

With that, she left quickly like a wind and disappeared at the gate of the water prison in the twinkling of an eye.

Mo Zhengyang looked at Su Mo's back and raised a fire of hope in his heart.

Seeing her so excited, that is to say, he really hopes to go back this time?

So, that's really great.

He vowed that from now on, he would never act without authorization, would never be brave again, would absolutely obey his father's words, obediently accept his training, and would never be a demon again.

Just thinking, there were two stuffy grunts outside.

Mo Zhengyang was stunned and hurriedly raised his head to look at the gate of the water prison.

I didn't want to see Mo Xiyan's figure appear at the door, and the fire light behind her hit her, which made her look a little ethereal, just like the ninth Xuannv coming down to the mortal world

He must be dreaming. How could Mo Xiyan be here?

Mo Zhengyang closed his eyes and shook his head fiercely, trying to wake himself up.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes again, Mo Xiyan was standing in front of him and looked at him with a smile, "Mo Zhengyang, if you don't want to leave, you can continue to sleep."

"I'm just not sure if I'm dreaming." Mo Zhengyang greedily looked at Mo Xiyan's brilliant smile, with obsession at the bottom of his eyes, "Xiyan, you hit me or twist me, so that I can make sure I'm not dreaming."

As soon as his voice fell, Mo Xiyan directly came up on his arm, which made him cry out in pain.

She chuckled. "Are you sure?"

With that, Mo Xiyan came forward to help Mo Zhengyang untie the rope tied to him.

"Sure, but you can't be a little lighter?"

Mo Zhengyang bowed his head and looked at Mo Xiyan who helped him untie. His heart was full of warmth.

Because he thinks she can save himself, it means he has him in his heart.

In addition, she had come to save him just one or two hours after he was locked up.

What does this prove? It proves that Mo Xiyan definitely has him in his heart. Otherwise, how could he come so fast?

No matter what others think, he Mo Zhengyang has determined that Mo Xiyan also likes him.

The two of them are in love with each other.

As for Murong Yu, he has automatically ignored it.

"Go, their people will come soon."

Just as Mo Zhengyang sank in his fantasy, Murong Yu's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Broke his dream completely and melted in the wind.

He knew that this man would always haunt Mo Xiyan.

Damn it, if he can, he really doesn't want to be saved by this man, because it will make him feel inferior.

However, even if he resisted in his heart, he couldn't resist Mo Xiyan's smile.

Especially when she said to herself, "Mo Zhengyang, follow me carefully and we'll take you away."