With a brief stern drink, Mo Zichen immediately turned around and left, as if he knew she would follow, and no one had ever disobeyed his orders.

"Go, sister-in-law," Mo Ziling urged, "Big Brother is looking for you, I must want to say goodbye to you. Take the opportunity."

Su Biluo has just said that it is not rare. At this time, no matter how rare his heart is, he also shows a reluctant look. But the action was honest, and he lifted the curtain without hesitation and jumped easily.

It took a few days to practice martial arts, and his body became much lighter. This little thing is still not difficult for Su Biluo.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Zichen had gone far away, and Su Biluo trot all the way to catch up, and the bells of hairpin kept making a pleasant broken noise.

Came to the forest, Mo Zichen stood under a tree, waiting for Su Biluo.

Su Biluo stood breathlessly in front of Mo Zichen and said impatiently: "If you want to say something, just say goodbye, what would you do if you go so far away? If you say something, it will be over ..."

"Well--"

Her small face was suddenly held by a pair of big hands, and her small mouth was blocked.

His powerful long tongue drove straight into the sweetness that drew from her Tan mouth, and the twists and turns | Although it was a bit violent, it was faintly drowned with three points.

Mo Zichen seems to be more and more skillful, and Su Biluo feels the spirit flying.

However, how long had Hu Huzi not been scratched, the slight tingling sensation, kept pulling her from the flying state back to the ordinary reality.

Just when she was almost breathless, he left her slightly, frowning slightly.

"Well, should I learn to breathe ..." His joking words lingered between her lips and teeth, slightly letting her breathe, and grabbing tightly in an instant, deep, lingering, tasting her sweet taste.

This time, he gave her pity.

When she let go of her again, the corner of his mouth slightly raised a rare smile that had been rare for a hundred years, and she looked at her with confusion.

"Luo'er, we haven't seen you in a long time ..."

Mo Zichen's voice was dumb, but he didn't slow down, and controlled his body's desire very well.

"Yes, are you happy?" Su Biluo said in a terrible mood as if he was in a state of fascination just to pull back.

Mo Zichen frowned slightly, but did not explode as usual, but instead said more and more dumbly: "Thanksgiving, do n’t give you a doll, then this general will give you a gift."

"Um--" This was beyond Su Biluo's expectations.

She stared blankly at Mo Zichen, so kind? Won't you adjust her?

But Mo Zichen took an exquisite diamond fan from his arms, which was slightly larger than the diamond fan held by Su Biluo, but it can be seen that the texture of the fan bones and fan surface used was several times higher than hers. Grades.

A few elegant hibiscuses were painted on that face, and a few butterflies lay between them.

"This fan face is lacquered silk, this fan bone is top ivory, this picture is a hibiscus, like a lady's appearance, it is definitely suitable for a lady ..."

Mo Zichen's words fell flat, and suddenly threw away the water chestnut fan. A miracle happened. The fan flew out of the silver needle like a rain of needles. The needles all hit the trunk.

Su Biluo took a deep breath, dumbfounded, as if entering a martial arts world.

"You have only learned the three-legged cat kung fu for a few days. How can you defend yourself in the wild land like Zhongze? Although Patriarch Harold is good to talk, but you want to be overwhelming there, you will definitely encounter resistance. This" Furong Ling Fan's will be given to you in case you need it. "

Mo Zichen handed the rhizome fan together and handed it to the stunned Su Biluo's hands: "Every silver needle is soaked with a sufficient amount of numbness. As long as you hit the other party, the other party will be unconscious. In this way, you It ’s safe. "

"Remember, whether the talks succeed or not, come back safely!"

Mo Zichen finally gave a solemn sentence.

Su Biluo took this Furong Lingfan dumbly, and it was warmer in her heart, which was more heartwarming than a gift such as 'send doll'.

In an instant, the corners of her eyes were wet.

Liu Ruyan crossed his mind.

Does he love her? Are you concerned about her?

Silently prepared this "Furong Lingfan", do you want to be so worried?

Su Biluo grabbed this Furong lozenge, bit her lip, and asked, "Xiang Gong, I always wanted to ask you a question, you love ..."

"Ah, you are here, let me find it for a while!" Suddenly, a strong magnetic male voice interrupted Su Biluo's question.

Su Bi's eyes instantly ignited flames, turning his head to stare at the comer.

If the person who came was not the emperor, Su Biluo really wanted to take off Jun Junyi's head.

"Farewell? But it's all over? The soldiers are waiting, don't miss the good morning." Mo Junyi personally came to look at Su Biluo for an excuse.

Fang Cai knew she was at the scene, but she kept hiding in the carriage, but she couldn't see her.

I have never tasted the love of Acacia, and for the first time I knew that Acacia was hard. Even in this brief interview, he was content. Willing to brag about the bitter Cheng Chengjin, but also cheeky to kill halfway.

"It's all right," Mo Zichen said coldly, "Please let the emperor set off."

After finishing his speech, he went ahead.

Su Biluo gave Mo Junyi a salute and followed closely.

Mo Junyi blinked, feeling like he was left out, but he couldn't find the point of anger.

Su Bi fell back into the carriage, holding the Furong water chestnut tightly in his hand and holding it in the position of his heart. He didn't say a word for a while, just smiling silly, and his cheeks were dyed abnormally. Crimson.

The departure horn sounded, Xuan Niang and Shen Xuexiang said goodbye to her, and Su Biluo also ignored.

Mo Ziling stared at her in confusion, and Yingyue, Rushuang, and Wushuang were all staring at her. The four girls looked at each other.

"sister in law--"

"lady--"

The call still didn't wake her up.

The carriage moved forward, and the carriage wobbled and did not wake her up.

She seemed to be evil.

Wouldn't it be sour to hang the corners of the raised mouth all the time?

"Sister-in-law," Mo Zi Ling was anxious, regardless of three, seven, twenty-one, shouting at Mo Zi Ling's ear.

"Ah!" Su Biluo yelled, subconsciously evading back, covering his ears with his hands.

"Soul!" She frowned. "Ziling, you are crazy, I am not deaf."

Mo Ziling sighed: "Are you more than deaf now? It's just a fool or a nerd. What's wrong with you?"

Su Biluo only slowed his thoughts at this time, pursed his lips slightly, and handed the Furong Ling fan in his hand: "This fan was sent by your elder brother. Ziling, do you say your elder brother likes me? "

She was beautiful in her heart, staring at Mo Ziling's eyes staring at the stars, as if expecting her to say the answer she wanted.

"Hey, this fan has an organ." Mo Ziling is a martial arts master in the end. He knows the goods and can see the mystery at a glance.