Chapter 4641

Zhuang Qingyun opened and closed his mouth and said that Mo Siyu was too much like Zhuang Xiaoyu when he was young. He just wanted to wake up his long-sleeping conscience, and wanted him to let the little girl go for Xiaoyu's sake.... ..

It's really the so-called good intentions!

Thinking of this, Qin Wuyan curled up his pretty thin lips and smiled coldly...

If he let those outsiders go, who would let him go?

He looked at the tall documents stacked on the desk, and was so angry that he swept them away. The papers full of handwriting flew away one after another, falling all over the floor.

Why did he review these things? He has worked hard for ten years for Yuecheng, who is grateful to him?

Those common people, who are used to living a good life, only ask blindly.

Although those aristocratic families made more money, they were a little unsatisfactory. During the change of rights, they had secretly joined forces to deal with him. Maybe they had already secretly joined the Mohist army for more benefits.

The vast majority of people in this world are white-eyed wolves who can't get enough to eat.

Who really takes who seriously?

Everyone judged others based on their own interests, and he, as the high priest of Moon City, did the same.

Few people in this world really take him seriously.

Except Zhuang Xiaoyu!

Whether poor or rich, no matter whether he is down and out or prosperous, he will never dislike him.

Qin Wuyan picked up Zhuang Xiaoyu, stepped on the paper on the ground with his deerskin boots, and walked back to the bedroom step by step...

The night wind blew away the heat of the day.

The cool wind blows in from the window like cold water, Qin Wuyan puts out the candle, stands at the window, and looks at the moonlight in the sky...

A slight sound danced on the flowering tree in the yard, if it wasn't for his extraordinary eyesight, he would have almost overlooked the white shadow lurking on the branch.

Qin Wuyan frowned, took the jade flute, put it to his lips, and played it faintly.

Not only did the white shadow hiding behind the leaves not jump to the window, but it jumped up and quickly disappeared into the night.

Qin Wuyan: "..."

Qin Wuyan put down his jade flute and stared at the vast night for a moment: There are still living creatures in this world that are not controlled by Gui Yuanqu.

Qin Wuyan pressed the jade flute to his lips again, and started playing again...

The white shadow had just stopped outside the window sill, when Mo Siyu heard the movement, immediately opened the window, held the little thing in his palm: "How is it, that person is in the bedroom again tonight?"

The little thing rubbed against Mo Siyu's palm as a response.

Mo Siyu sighed wistfully, stroked the oily and slippery fur of the little thing, "Little Tuantuan, don't be discouraged, from now on, you will monitor that person for me every night, to see what is the pattern of that person's work and rest. How about..."

She rubbed the big fluffy tail of the mink in her palm, sighed silently in her heart, but ignited the fighting spirit in her heart again.

Although the priest's mansion is heavily guarded, isn't she able to inquire about the mansion quietly?

A wise man is bound to make a mistake, and he can always find an opportunity for her to sneak into the bedroom. After all, she has superb medical skills and has stayed in the Forbidden Mountain for so long, and her poison skills have reached the peak.

She is capable and familiar with the terrain of the priest's mansion, so she is afraid that she won't get what she wants?

When Mo Siyu thought of the fire poison in Chu Chuyan's body, and thought that he was infected with the fire poison because he went to the Forbidden Mountain to find himself, Mo Siyu felt even more upset.