"I'll go to see you when the game is over!" In the eyes of the tree, there was a flash of fierce light, and two pieces of exploding fire talismans hit the two men.
In an instant, only two loud sounds of "boom" were heard.
She didn't look back at them any more. Pulling Prince Mo, she turned and left.
"Joe Joe." Mo Lian gently pulls back her little hand, hugs her to her side, and looks down at her deeply. "The people of qingtianmen, like a group of mice in the corner, come out from time to time to block you. Or leave it to me, will you? "
Qiaomu shook his head and bit his teeth obstinately. "No, I'll take care of fan Gu and fan Qiuhe myself."
No one can do anything for her if she wants to end the nightmare of the past.
"Well, now that you have decided." Mo Lian raised her hand and stroked her slightly scattered sideburns, "then I will support you. I will investigate the location first. As long as there is a definite location, I don't need to worry about whether they can run away. I'll send someone to control them first. When you get there, I'll deal with it myself. "
The arbor pours into his arms, the head moves in his chest, the muffled voice muffles the airway, "am I too capricious?"
"Nonsense." Mo Lian smiled and touched her head.
"My Joe Joe is so understanding, how can he be willful?" Mo Lian took her small hand and went to Anping inn.
By the time they got back to the inn, it was daylight.
They all continued downstairs.
A look up, leaning on one side of the Chen, just to see two people hand in hand from the outside came in.
"Oh? So early! Go out and do something bad again. " In the morning, Chen Chen smiled at the tree.
Arbor reached out and picked up two boxes of dim sum. "I met someone selling shortbread on the street, and only one soul coin bought three cakes. The quantity is not much. First come, first serve."
"Well, it's still my Joe." The peach blossom immortal smiled and bent his eyes. He came to the tree and lifted his hand to remove the two boxes of snacks.
"I'm just a little hungry! Feed the shopkeeper and give me a bowl of porridge! "
Oh! Your Joe Joe! The devil is yours. Mo Lian threw a white eye at the Phoenix childe, reached out his hand and took the arbor to sit at the table, and took over the millet porridge from the boss.
"Eat." The arbor took two pieces of Hibiscus cake from the food box and placed them in front of Chen.
"Well." With his chin on one hand, the little fellow stirred the hot porridge in the bowl and said softly, "if the moon is broken here, he can finish both plates of lotus cake at one go."
The hand that Mo Lian holds chopsticks is tiny meal, pick up a lotus cake to send entrance, "Oh."
Chen chuckled and raised his hand and patted arbor's arm. "Well, how do you suddenly think of those two goods?"
"No, it's only when I see this dish of Hibiscus cake that I think of it." The tree pointed to the ink lotus and said, "my husband doesn't like sweet food. He likes the broken moon."
"Men who like to eat sweets are generally more Niang." Mo Lian took a bite of the lotus cake and left it behind.
Some immortal who has eaten two pieces of Hibiscus cake suddenly feels that he can't go down with some chopsticks!
Do you know how to talk?
Who's the mother?
"Joe, don't listen to Mo Lian! It's all about taste! " He thought about it. He took the third piece of lotus cake with chopsticks.