Chapter 1110

Because of the arrival of the three princesses of the southern Chu Kingdom, the king of the moon turned over to the emperor in front of all the people. From that night, the gate of the palace of the king of the moon began to close. Naturally, there was no door for those who wanted to come in, and no way for those who wanted to go out.

In the middle of the night, the lights are blazing

a figure that is so small that it is almost ignored runs out of hanxuan Pavilion on tiptoe. The place you pass by is covered by all kinds of flowers and trees. You are just small. You can check the movement and the rest of the place. The patrolling royal guards haven't found it yet.

Mu Xiaobao is squatting behind a thousand year old tree with big eyes, frowning, biting his fingers, hiding from the patrol guard, and then looking up at the sky, gloomy and sultry.

Quietly turned his head to see the distant candle light shining study, he went out for a while, corn should not find it.

He nodded his head, and his small body shot out like the phantom of Jinghong, and went straight to the wall on the side of the palace. No one knows that although he is young, he has already had internal power. Although he is not as good as Dongshu, his best skill is lightness.

In the middle of the night, the little yellow brown figure passed a yellow halo. In the blink of an eye, it had already passed the thick and towering brick wall of the palace. After landing, it was very proud to smile. It looked around and went to an alley of Chang'an Street again.

"Little ancestor, you are here!"

When he saw Mu Xiaobao appear, the person who was in a hurry to stamp his feet walked forward and made a gesture to hold him in his arms. Xiaobao stepped back two steps, raised his head and pouted his mouth and said: "white millet..."

"Xiao Bao, stop playing and come back with me. Otherwise, the boss will be worried when he knows that you are running out by yourself! " The man's face was full of worry and anxiety. He couldn't control this strange little treasure.

"No, I haven't had enough! Mother won't worry! "

Xiaobao called white millet, rubbing hands anxiously again said: "my ancestor Xiaobao, the boss will not worry about you, but she will pick my skin! Please, come back with me

"If I say no, I will not! Bai Shu, when I'm done playing, I'll go back. Don't give me any more signals. That's it. Let's go

Although Xiaobao is young, he is more careful than many adults. His body is less than a man's knee, but the feeling of giving orders is unquestionable.

This words a, that man immediately silly! If he goes back like this, how can he tell the boss? He was just brought out by Xiaobao. As a result, if he lost Xiaobao now, would he still be alive!

Thinking about it, he ran forward two steps. When Xiaobao was about to fly up, he held him in his arms and said, "little ancestor, come back with me, come back with me. If you want to come out again, I'll bring you when the boss agrees! Be obedient, be obedient

"White corn, let me go! Let go of me

Even if he has internal power, Mu Xiaobao is still a baby who is less than three years old after all. How can he compare with the developed iron arm of an adult man? When he is held in his arms, he can't break free at all.

Worried, the eyes gradually red, golden beans crackling down, crying people can't bear to look directly at, kicking the calf, slapping on the man, slowly began to sob, he didn't want to go I really don't want to go

Looking up at the two red lanterns in front of Yuewang mansion not far from Chang'an Street, the man who held him in his arms walked very fast. At this moment, his body suddenly stopped, making Xiaobao feel trembling.

Pouting, his face was full of tears. Looking back, he laughed -

"help

Help?!

The man with Xiaobao in his arms looks at Xiaobao in horror. Niang, what's the trouble? The one in front of him is the king of the moon Can he afford it?!

"Let go!"

The cold and quiet voice of the forest is particularly harsh on the open Chang'an Street. The man feels that the king of the moon in a silver robe on the other side of the street has a pimple all over his body when his voice falls. It's too cold!

"Well Misunderstanding, this is misunderstanding! Yuewang, this is my young master. I'll take him back! " The man can't help but hold Xiaobao's arm tightly. The little ancestor must not talk.

Who knows, smell speech small treasure immediately in his arms fierce struggle, small mouth still cry heartbreaking: "corn, help! He's going to abduct and sell children! "

Abduct and sell children! Yes, that's what my mother often told him. Now it's all used on my own people. Xiaobao thought in his heart, a small hand also crossed the man's back and patted him. The meaning in his eyes was very obvious: white millet, please be lucky! In Wang Kai Sany.

At this time, Bai Yu's heart is full of desire to die. In front of him, Yue Wang is already pacing forward. If he runs with Xiaobao in his arms now, won't he be more convinced of his suspicion of abducting and selling children.

But if he doesn't run away, let Xiaobao stay in Yuewang mansion alone. If the boss knows, he's still to blame! It's a tough choice.

Feeling the little hand on his back scratching, Bai Yu inadvertently glances at Mu Xiaobao's serious expression. He feels it carefully, and finds that he is writing some extremely difficult handwriting behind him. Fortunately, he taught him to read before, otherwise he can't guess now."Put me down!"

These are the words Xiaobao wrote behind him. Now, Bai Yu is also very entangled in this situation. On the one hand, he knew that the king of the moon would not hurt Xiaobao. On that day, he saw with his own eyes the king of the moon carrying Xiaobao into the house.

But on the other hand, he has a heavy responsibility. If the boss knows that he sent Xiaobao to Yuewang's house, the consequences will be even more unimaginable. Now, who doesn't know that the king of the moon has the nature of being penny pinching and killing Ling Tian? In case Xiaobao is in danger, how can he explain to the boss.

So he thought, but although Bai Yu's self-supporting martial arts is good, the pressure from his face is more and more intense, which still makes him scared, and his arm slowly sent away.

From his body slide down, Xiaobao spread his legs and ran to Jun Mo Yan. In the blink of an eye, Xiaobao rushed to Jun Mo Yan's leg, holding his leg, pitiful little face and said: "corn, I want to go home!"

The tears in his eyes, the wet eyelashes, the pain in his heart, the little baby he couldn't bear to move, he was bullied by others?!

Xiubai's palm is brewing the extreme storm, and his slightly narrowed eyes flash across the sky. However, Bai Yu is controlled by the power he sends out and can't move. Obviously, his fate can be imagined at the next moment.

However, things will turn for the better at the last moment. Xiaobao is holding Jun Mo Yan's leg. Yu Guang has found his hand slowly spread out and starts to shout eagerly: "millet, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep! Corn, I'm going home! "

Every sentence with a trace of trembling cry, shaking Jun Mo Yan's legs faster and faster, see he did not respond, this time the little guy is really scared to cry, he is not afraid of anything else, he is afraid that the millet really killed the white millet.

"Don't kill, don't kill! Shu, he didn't mean to, Shu - "

gradually gathered away the smell of killing. Jun Mo Yan looked down at Xiao Bao, who was out of breath. A burst of boredom came to his heart, and Xiao Bao's tears made him feel very upset.

With a sigh, he held Xiaobao in his arms. He was at a loss, not only how to coax him, but also said in a stiff voice: "OK, don't cry!"

"Woo woo Shu, don't kill him. He didn't mean it! Let him go, Xiao Bao wants to go home! "

Home?!

"Well, go home!"

In the face of such Mu Xiaobao, Jun Mo Yan can't care about anything at all. If he wants to go home, he will take him home! The word home has become a little warm because of him.

Holding Xiaobao and Baiyu cross each other, the breath that burst out on him makes Baiyu sweat, and watch the silver robed moon king take Xiaobao back to the moon King's house.

And he himself is also in the open and deserted streets, like a sudden relief after the disaster, so dangerous!

*

at three o'clock, Xiaobao in hanxuan Pavilion tightly hugs Jun Mo Yan's neck and buries his small face with water vapor in his neck. Feeling the cold of the neck, Jun Mo Yan frowned deeply and said in a hoarse and misty voice, "why did you run out?"

Xiaobao Du with a small mouth, raised his eyes and looked at Jun Mo Yan, blinked his eyes twice, said a word that made him extremely surprised: "corn, I sleepwalk!"

Sleepwalking?!

"Sleep!"

Once again sigh, Jun Mo Yan at this time also understand this little guy's head is different from ordinary people, don't want to say he didn't ask.

Xiaobao rubbed his head in Junmo Yan's arms. He was so young that he spent most of the night crying. His little nose turned red. In Junmo Yan's reassuring voice, he gradually fell asleep.

"Third Master!"

"Where did he go?"

Mo Lei quietly appeared in hanxuan Pavilion. It was urgent, and he didn't care about the order of forbidden area of hanxuan Pavilion. In the face of Jun Mo Yan's question, Mo Lei said again: "Mo Feng has kept up, it seems that he is out of the city!"

"Follow him!"

"Yes

Mo Lei nodded and looked at Xiao Bao, who was sleeping in his arms. He seemed to blink in some confusion. Then he twisted his eyebrows and bowed his head again. He didn't say anything and disappeared in the room like the wind.

Naturally, for Mo Lei's action, Jun Mo Yan didn't ask much. When he left, in the quiet night of hanxuan Pavilion, on the carved candlelight holder, several wax torches were dripping, while Jun Mo Yan slowly lowered his head and looked at Xiaobao in his arms, and instantly understood the reason why Mo Lei was confused.

Xu was crying in the street before, and sobbed all the time on the way back to his house. Xiaobao's face was covered with tears, and the scar at the corner of his left eye turned up.

Jun Mo Yan's arm suddenly tightens. He squints at the edge of the scar, and his fingers gradually caress it. His gentle action is like treating a rare treasure. When he touches the scar, his tentacle makes his eyes open in horror. The next moment, his sleeve robe is waving rapidly. When he doesn't disturb sleeping treasure, there is a similar piece on his fingertip A small scar of sheepskin.

See this, Jun Mo Yan suddenly mutation momentum, staring at the fingertips of the pieces, as if thinking. Do you have such deep thoughts at a young age? It's a disguise.The expression didn't change, but the eyes were as cold as ice. Slowly, they looked down at the little guy in their arms. Suddenly, they were struck by lightning.

What did he see?

Closed eyes in the fiber thick eyelashes cover and sometimes turn, that ruddy small nose in the breath of light tremor, diamond small mouth Du lovely witty radian, but these are not to make you Mo Yan startled place. Not much difference between

and what is as like as two peas in the left eye.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes were dense and dry. It seemed that he couldn't believe it. At this moment, he stroked the tiny and bright blood mole with trembling fingers, and his tentacles were warm, like jade silk

Jun Mo Yan's throat was blocked, his heart was excited, moved, sour, distressed, and full of love. At this moment, his heart, which had been sealed for three years, finally recovered its fiery beat, even better than before.

can people all over the world as like as two peas in his blood can't tell the problem? He is so silly, looking at Xiaobao's closed Phoenix eyes, diamond shaped mouth, and the straight little bridge of nose, which is almost the same as him. This is clearly the child of him and Yan'er.

It's him and her

He and her!

*

the next day

the fragrance of flowers in the morning, birds singing, last night's fatigue and tension made Xiaobao sleep until the third of the day to get up. When he was awake, he felt the illusion of the shaking of heaven and earth, and could not help sitting up. At this time, a very warm voice came from his head: "wake up?"

"Corn? Where is this? "

Looking at the beautiful and luxurious roof with a smell of sandalwood in front of me, I can't help but wonder. The sound of horse's hooves is coming, and the car body is shaking, as if it is moving at a high speed.

"I'll take you to play, OK?"

Smell speech, small treasure "rub" of a dart up, small foot Ya non-stop in Jun Mo Yan's leg beat, "really Da? Where are we going to play

"If you go, you'll know!"

Jun Mo Yan's look in his heart gently pinches Xiaobao's nose. The tenderness in his eyes is intoxicating. It's a pity that little Bao didn't find anything different.

There are all kinds of food on the low table in the carriage. Xiao Bao, who is full of food and drink, touches his belly and leans on Jun Mo Yan. In the rickety carriage, he can't help feeling sleepy.

"Go to sleep, and when you wake up, you'll be there!"

"Well!"

Xiaobao didn't know that when he woke up, what he saw was his dearest mother!

The carriage is very fast, and the sandalwood carriage is also the sign of the Taiji palace leader's unharmed car. Mo Lei leads the way in front of him. Every other hour, there are white pigeons flying in the air, and the pigeons' legs help to send back the news.

And there was no delay in this journey. Xiaobao was also waiting for the destination in front of him in the carriage because of the factors of playing. The time was just like running water. Three days had passed.

When the white carrier pigeon flew back for the last time, when he saw the place written in the letter box, he immediately tightened the reins and rode to the carriage behind him. At the window, he whispered to Jun Mo Yan: "Yunfeng mountain!"

"Speed up!"

"Yes, sir

The horses driving are all top-grade sweaty BMWs, and the speed of driving is absolutely fast. With this order, the speed of the horses running is as fast as the wind again, and Xiaobao in the carriage looks at the impatient "corn" for a moment, not knowing what happened.

"Corn, not yet?"

Carefully looking at Jun Mo Yan, although Xiaobao is young, he has a great ability to observe his words and colors. He obviously feels the violent sound of jumping from his chest. He doesn't know what Lei Shu has just said to him.

"Right now Here we are Xiaobao

Some words don't form a sentence. Junmo's palms are sweating because of tension, while Xiaobao nods and sits there quietly. For three days, he was tired of playing with every scene and thing in the carriage. He was thirsty and took the tea cup on the table to drink.

Just as he lowered his head, he found that the small scar on his left corner of his eye seemed to be askew. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and touched the corner of his eye with his small hand. He blinked and looked back at Jun Mo Yan slowly.

Seeing this, you don't know what's going on in your heart, but you look at him lovingly and ask, "Xiaobao, what's the matter?"

Big eyes flickered, Xiao Bao grinned and showed his irregular white teeth, "it's OK, I'll drink water!"

At the end of the speech, he lowered his head and looked at the teacup. In the dark, the little hand also gently rubbed the corners of his eyes. When he saw the scar that had returned to normal from the teacup, he drank the tea in one gulp.

But Jun Mo Yan is all close to the bottom of the eye, iron arm tight tight tight, will Xiaobao's small body closer to his arms, his son ahAnother day later, when the journey finally reached the foot of Yunfeng mountain, Jun Mo Yan became more and more restrained. Sometimes even Xiao Bao couldn't get an answer for a long time.

But he didn't sleep for a few days, and his heart was still beating violently. Occasionally even lying on her chest Xiaobao will complain a few words, heart beat so loud, noisy he can't sleep.

"Third Master, the road ahead is blocked!"

Mo Lei riding all the way running sweat BMW, walk back from the beginning, some dignified said to Jun Mo Yan.

"What's the matter?"

He naturally refers to the white feather on the street that night. If he hadn't sent people all the way to follow him, Jun Mo Yan would not have rushed to Yunfeng mountain so eagerly.

Morey took a look at a group of men and horses in front of the apron, and there seemed to be someone standing against them. It was obvious that they had met a fierce fight like mountain bandits.

Jun Mo Yan opened the car curtain and told Xiao Bao to stay at ease, then he got out of the carriage. After landing, looking at the team of hundreds of people not far ahead, the man with grass skirt, tiger skin and leopard skin tied around his waist and long sword with axe in his hand, he knew at a glance that these must be the mountain bandits who had been lurking in the vast Yunfeng mountain for a long time.

Through the figure, it seems that there is still a group of people on the opposite side of the mountain bandit. The two sides are deadlocked for a long time.

"Get out of the way, keep going!"

At this time, Jun Mo Yan doesn't want any unexpected situation to affect his pace. He is waiting for people who may appear in the near future.

"Yes

The distance was less than 100 meters, and after Murray ordered, he took the carriage to the left, and the fight was bound to delay time. He also wanted to catch up with the man who had been followed by them.

Around a forest, just as he was about to move forward, suddenly a very small cool word came to Jun Mo in the carriage. If it wasn't for his extreme internal power, I'm afraid he couldn't hear it at all.

*

at this moment, the team headed by Lin Xuan is not large, roughly 50 people. On the way out of the mountain, they meet a group of 100 people.

The leader of the mountain bandit, with a black eye mask on his left eye and a long scar on his right cheek, looks a bit frightening. Because Lin Xuan, these people look ugly, and he pulls many carriages behind him, the mountain bandits who have lived in Yunfeng mountain for a long time have observed for several days. At this time, they finally rush out and plan to kill none of them.

"Little girl, think about it. How about going back to the stockade with my king and becoming a stockade lady?"

Lady Shanzhai?!

Lin Xuan stood in silence, surrounded by dongqingcang in water blue for three years. Standing alone, dancing in the wind, ink hair draped behind, beautiful and beautiful!

"Son of a bitch, keep your mouth clean!"

Behind Lin Xuan were as many as 50 followers, all men. Everyone is so angry that they want to rush up to fight them now.

But Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, his cold eyes swept each other lightly, his lips raised slightly, and his voice was clear, "white feather!"

"Boss!"

"Boss, kill them!"

"Yes, kill them and let them know what's wrong!"

In an instant, all of you behind us were shouting in unison, and their voices rose like a rainbow. All the people looked at the bandits in front of them, and their fists were creaking.

Lin Xuanfeng's eyes flashed slightly and opened slowly. Ling's lips suddenly laughed. Looking at the mountain bandits blocking the way in front of her, she decided their fate with one word: "kill!"

"Yes

Although there are not many fifty people, everyone's roar almost shakes the mountains. Such a team, such a group of bloody maniacs with fighting posture, can't be resisted by the mountain bandits who have done little fighting and looting.

, as like as two peas, the fifty men were broken by the glue. The Jaguar was like a Jaguar, and he rushed into the mountain bandits camp with absolute speed. The way they used it was almost the same. They did not move their guns and guns, but bare handed, but they were absolutely close to each other.

One hook will make the mountain bandit spit blood; another kick will kick the other side to the ground. The technique and movement are perfect, and the strength of one punch and one foot is really destroying the sky and the earth.

And just as the fighting was in full swing, wails, angry curses and shouts came in unison. Suddenly, there seemed to be a hurricane in the jungle. It was so big that people couldn't open their eyes and attacked the battle circle with absolute overbearing attitude. What's appalling is that all the bandits were beaten by the invincible force from the hurricane, flying to the ground and rolling in the air.

On the contrary, the people in Lin Xuan's team were not affected at all.

This kind of day and night situation made everyone confused. Even Lin Xuan frowned. Everyone kept a wary attitude and looked around and listened.

Whew -

it's like the sound of white crane flying high in the air, which breaks the atmosphere of condensation. It looks up and startles the world.A silver robe like snow, white hair like frost, step on the clouds of the posture and stand in the air, drooping eyes overlooking, as if the gods from the sky, noble, resolute, domineering, cold!

Time stagnation, time flow, four eyes relative, only each other proud between heaven and earth.

The tall and straight man with silver hair, when everyone was shocked, slowly fell on the opposite side of one person, missing like a tide, excited like a flood, eyes dense, water vapor rising.

"Xuan er..."

Thin lips wriggle, but there is no sound out, that already hoarse voice, unexpectedly is unable to turn into a sentence to appeal to tenderness.

Patter -

tears trickle down, across the face, with a heartbroken, shaking hands, touching the silver hair, whispering and crying: "how can..."

At the foot of Yunfeng mountain, in the fragrance of the grass floating in the breeze, the iron arm crazily takes her to her arms, and the strength wants to crush her in her arms; the missing is like a huge wave rushing out between them.

Hiss -

everyone was stunned and at a loss. The sound of the horse's hooves is so shallow that it is gratifying and touching.

In the vast forest, under the vast heaven and earth, only that pair of people embracing each other lost everyone's eyes, some were surprised, some were stunned, some were heartbroken

There was a chill in his neck. Lin Xuan's aching heart was cold. He missed more than a thousand days and nights. Why did he meet his hair again

"Xuan'er My xuan'er... "

"Mo Yan Why... "

The sound of two people's intimate whispers shuttled through each other's ears, showing deep pain and irresistible love, holding each other tightly and never letting go again.

And the presence of the numb people, never know their own boss actually

The man, needless to say, is the moon king who once made a sensation in the world. But why is he called boss xuan'er? Ming Ming's surname is mu

and, as like as two peas, the blood nevus of King's eye are exactly the same as those they held in the palm of their hands.

The four met. The carriage stopped at the edge of the jungle. They were all looking forward with tears in their eyes. They were grateful to God and heaven and earth. Their princess finally found her.

"Ah

And this emotional scene, also a surprising scene, was broken by an inharmonious scream. Xiao Bao shrinks his neck and hides behind Mo Feng. As soon as he gets out of the carriage, he sees that he and his mother are holding each other. When he is finished, if he is found by his mother

Mo Feng holds Xiaobao in his arms and hisses gently. At this time, can anyone and anything disturb the couple?

Jun Mo Yan, a strong and upright man, brings Lin Xuan into his arms. He will never let go of his life. He slowly raised his eyes and rubbed her cheek against Lin Xuan's forehead. Each other's eyes were moist, reflecting each other's loving cheek, brewing the deep love until death.

"Xuan'er, I'll take you home!"

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