Isn't that female bandit very powerful? Why did she let them go like this?
Damn it, shouldn't you shout?
While Mo Zhengyang was struggling, Su Zhi came after her quickly.
"Young master Shang, can I see you again?"
"Maybe." Murong Royal glanced at her and plunged into the lake without hesitation.
"Miss Su, we are destined to see you again."
Mo Xi Yan nodded to Su Zhi, and then took the child in his arms.
Then he came out again not far away and shouted to Mo Zhengyang who was still on the shore, "Mo Zhengyang, hurry up."
"Ah, I, I'm coming." Mo Zhengyang pretended to be afraid. After a long psychological preparation there, he took a deep breath and jumped into the water.
After entering the water, he knew that there was no chance this time.
But it doesn't matter. He comforted himself that there will always be a chance in the future.
Under such an idea, he swam to Mo Xiyan very quickly.
Mo Xiyan dived into the water again after seeing him coming.
Mo Zhengyang followed her into the water and swam with her to the hole at the bottom of the water.
At this time, Murong Yu had already gone through the hole. He didn't want to waste time here.
As for Su Zhi, she squatted on the bank and kept whispering, "Shangfeng, why didn't I know you first?"
But she didn't have much time to sink into her thoughts.
She didn't forget what happened between Su Mo and Mao Si'er.
It seems that it's time for the cottage to return to her hands.
Su Zhi looked deeply at the calm lake and stood up slowly.
"Maybe you can only get you if you have real power."
Then she turned and left.
Su Zhi's thoughts don't cherish Yan. They don't know.
Mo Xiyan held Xiao Si'er, so he passed through the hole faster than before, and then came to the shore of the lake.
Mo Zhengyang's speed was fast in the village, but in the opposite, Mo Xiyan and Murong Yu knew how bad he was.
It's just that he can't compare with Murong Yu. After all, he is a man with martial arts.
But he couldn't compare with Mo Xiyan, which made him very uncomfortable.
In order not to fall behind too much, he kept speeding up his speed in order not to lose too ugly.
Unfortunately, when he landed, Mo Xiyan and they had been waiting for a long time.
Murong Yu had already made a fire and started a fire there.
Seeing that Mo Zhengyang finally landed, Mo Xiyan waved directly to him, "Mo Zhengyang, come and bake the fire. When you're dry, we'll go back."
"HMM." Mo Zhengyang was very uncomfortable. He nodded with a cold face and slowly sat next to the fire without opening his mouth.
"Don't you take off one?" Mo Xiyan saw him like this. He just thought he was tired, so he reminded him directly.
Mo Zhengyang shook his head and refused, "no, I'm not cold."
Although he is unhappy, but don't cherish Yan's problem, he will return for the first time.
Who makes him like her?
As for Shang Feng... This annoying devil, it doesn't mean he won't have a chance in the future. Hum.
Mo Zhengyang slowly lowered his head and darkened the bottom of his eyes.
His mood is wrong. Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan feel it.
Mo Xiyan thought he was afraid.
As for Murong Yu, he didn't pay attention to him at all.
How can you care too much.
He touched his clothes and felt that they were still wet, so he dried them directly with internal air.
"Do you guess that Su Zhi will take back power next?"
Mo Xiyan looked up at Murong Yu while helping Xiao Si'er dry his clothes with wood Qi.
"Xi Yan thinks?"
Murong Yu was distressed to see that she was still stained with moisture.
While answering her words, he got up and walked behind her. He would use his internal power to help her dry clothes.
His considerate, Mo Xi Yan was very useful, and his mood was completely restored.
"I thought so."
With a slight smile, she completely shrouded the wood Qi on Xiao Si'er, and took back her share.
"Oh, why?" Murong Yu continued.
"Because she wants you." Mo Xiyan said directly, "women are terrible in front of love, do you know?"
Murong Yu smelled that the corners of his lips were slightly hooked. At the same time, he took back his hands and sat back to Mo Xiyan's side again. "That Xiyan also knows that men are also terrible in front of love?"
When he said this, he looked straight at Mo Xiyan. The degree of concentration made her blush.
But although her face warmed up, she didn't avoid his eyes, but looked up and stuck with his eyes.
For a time, something with pink, romantic and warm feelings lingered between them.
Mo Zhengyang looked at the glare. In addition, he was really cold. He immediately got up and said quickly, "it's getting late. Let's go back quickly. Xiao Si'er should be hungry later."
His words are indeed reasonable.
The baby's food, but there is no such thing outside the mountains.
Mo Xiyan's clothes are dry, and the clothes on Xiao Si'er in her arms are not wet, so she can really continue on her way.
"Mo Zhengyang is right. Let's go back, cousin."
She stood up and tidied her clothes a little.
Murong Yu lightly nodded his head and followed him, "HMM."
Then Mo Xiyan and Murong Yu took Mo Zhengyang to the place where they tied their horses.
After arriving here, Murong Yu said directly that he rode with Mo Xiyan and Mo Zhengyang himself.
"But I can't ride a horse." when Mo Zhengyang said this, his eyes fell on Mo Xiyan.
He wanted to be with her, but there was Murong Yu. His idea was to fail.
Murong Yu said decisively, "so, you ride with me and cherish Yan with your children."
"OK." Mo Xiyan naturally agreed.
She even untied her dress belt, tied Xiao Si'er to her chest, and then turned over and got on the horse.
Murong Yu also turned over and mounted the horse. He looked down at Mo Zhengyang, "come up."
This development made Mo Zhengyang wring his wrist. He looked deeply at Mo Xiyan, and he was unwilling to get on Murong's horse.
Mo Xiyan saw that Mo Zhengyang also got on the horse, so he didn't stop. He threw the whip directly and moved forward quickly.
Murong Yu also didn't care whether Mo Zhengyang was stable or not. He also quickly followed Mo Xiyan's horse.
Mo Zhengyang really didn't ride, and Murong Yu didn't take care of him. When the horse ran, he was almost thrown out.
In fear, he instinctively hugged Murong Yu's waist, but soon took it back like an electric shock.
In order to stabilize himself, he put his hands on the saddle behind him and forced himself not to fall.
As for Murong Yu, he doesn't like being held, let alone a man?
Of course, he wouldn't really let Mo Zhengyang fall off his horse.
Because then he can't explain to Mo Xiyan. He's not stupid