C139

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She quietly opened the door, and immediately, a young lady in a light yellow dress appeared in front of Mu Tu. She wore a light yellow veil, and revealed a pair of terrified and uneasy eyes.

Her figure was pretty, but she was not the Wang Yuyan she was thinking of.

"I … I don't know. There was no one here when I came!" The woman's voice trembled, as though she was frightened by Mu Tu. Her body shrank back slightly, and hid behind the door like a small ostrich.

"You left?" The scope of her movements must have been too big, for the little girl had awoken. She rubbed her eyes, looked at Mu Tu's back, and said sillily.

"No, I'm just going out for a walk. When the sun rises, I have something to ask you." Mu Tu smiled to the young lady and turned to leave.

However, he didn't notice that the girl had turned around and fallen asleep. She even kicked the blanket off the bed.

It was very cold outside, and accompanied by bright starlight, Mu Tu slowly walked to the side of the pine tree, gently caressing its dry and dry bark, feeling its vicissitudes, as well as his own inner anxiety. This was the first time he had met her, but where was she now?

The vegetable patch at the back of the house is already abandoned. I remember that back then, Big Brother Xiong told me that she was making up a story to deceive us.

The sky was bright, Mu Tu calmed himself down and went back inside the house. Inside the house, the lady in the light yellow dress was cooking breakfast by the small stove.

The woman's veil was placed to the side, revealing her delicate face. She blew at the stove with her small mouth, and her face was covered in ashes. Her face was as black as a flower bearded cat, extremely cute and innocent.

I am the official constable Mu Tu, I am not a bad guy, what is your name? This little girl had only eaten breakfast and was already far away from him. But even so, she still gave him a bowl of the flower bearded little girl who was conflicted and conflicted.

"Elegant." He poked his head out of the bowl, and his large eyes sneaked a glance at Mu Tu. Seeing that was still rather far away from him, Feng Ya Fang whispered his name like a mosquito.

"Hahahaha!" Seeing that Feng Ya's face was covered with sweat, and that there was still some rice grains left on the corner of her mouth, Mu Tu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Why?" Feng Ya looked at Mu Tu blankly, thinking that he might not be an idiot. Could it be that his brain was burnt out last night?

"It's okay, it's okay," Mu Tu found it even more funny when he saw her stunned look.

What a fool!

"Feng Ya, do you have a copy of the remnant portion of the Fourteenth Seal?" After dinner, Mu Tu couldn't help but ask Feng Ya.

The little girl was like a frightened little rabbit, quickly retreating. She then took out her dagger and looked at Mu Tu warily.

"Don't worry, I'm the official constable so I won't rob your things. I can exchange with you!" Mu Tu quickly consoled her, this silly girl was too timid. Looking at her, her dagger was trembling uncontrollably and she still wanted to use it to threaten others, he really did not know how she managed to escape from the pursuit of those martial artists.

"No, no, no. The item was given to me for safekeeping. I can't give it to you." Feng Ya slowly moved backwards, her flowery, cat-like face meeting with her aggrieved little eyes. She looked very pitiful.

The nervous atmosphere slowly condensed, Feng Ya carefully watched Mu Tu's actions, his small body couldn't help but tremble, as though he was extremely afraid.

Suddenly, a small bird flew out from the pine tree outside the hut. It was so elegant and graceful that it immediately scampered around the house, its figure moving extremely quickly, comparable to when Mu Tu used his swimming movement at full speed.

Very quickly, even Mu Tu's eyes were no longer able to keep up with her speed, the sound of wind whizzed around the room, but she did not run out of the house, it seemed like she was still a little silly, Mu Tu stayed where he was and did not bother with her, and continued to pour himself a cup of water, leisurely sitting on the chair and drinking.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Feng Ya Fang stopped panting on the bed. A layer of sweat densely gathered on his forehead as he looked at Mu Tu with his round eyes.

"You're done? Then why don't you take it out and I'll make a copy? Mu Tu made a smile that felt good to himself, even though he had the feeling that he was lying to a little girl.

"Mm, that's fine." Feng Ya used her small hands to pat herself on her chest, then she took out a small wooden box.