Ye Yunjin looked back at Mo Yan's back and secretly said: "Little wild cat, the deity will not believe it, cover your heart with no heat!"

At noon, Ye Yunjin received a secret letter from the demon palace, and he solemnly left the regent's palace.

Mo Yan asked Lilac after lunch, "What about the Ye Yunjin people?" At this time, usually, he should come here to sip on rice. Why is this a point and I haven't seen anyone else yet?

Lilac answered cautiously, "Yes, he's gone."

"gone?"

"Yes, Girl Mo."

Mo Yan nodded his head, and it was okay to leave, and she saw that he was upset.

Finished eating alone, ready to go for a walk. In the past few days, I was so annoyed at the Regent's Mansion that Jing Muhan's medicine was boiled every time and I didn't see anyone else, so every day Mo Yi boiled the medicine, sent it, and finally poured it into his stomach.

As soon as Lilac was about to leave the Regent's Mansion, Chu Cheng's figure suddenly appeared. I only heard Chu Cheng respectfully said: "Mr. Mo, Lord Wang has orders, he is not in the house, you cannot go out."

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly dimmed, "I'm here to see your grandfather, not his subordinate! I have no choice but to let him be free."

Chu Cheng froze for a moment, and wanted to stop, but Mo Yan stared at the token on Chu Cheng's waist, his eyes lighted, and he quickly pulled away from Chu Cheng's waist.

The token was in hand, and Chu Cheng didn't respond for a while. When he returned to God, Mo Yan and Lilac had already left the Regent's Mansion.

Chu Cheng cursed, "Broken!" And hurried out after him.

At the same time, Jing Muhan was dressed up in a sweaty BMW with a murderous look and went straight to the direction of Liangcheng in Tianyuan.

More than a dozen men wearing silver armor followed, and said, "Drive!" "Drive!"

Pass through the valley.

Where the horse stepped, the dust was around, and the leaves were flying ~

The most prosperous place in Tianyuan Prefecture is this Yancheng. Mo Yan and Lilac came to the main street. Chu Cheng has been trailing behind them. Although the guards are arranged casually, the solemn expression on Chu Cheng's face has not disappeared . Only after receiving the order of the master, Mo Yan must not be allowed to leave the regent's palace. Although I don't know what happened, it seems that something bad happened to the Lord.

Staring at Mo Yan tightly, for fear of accidentally throwing someone away.

And Mo Yan is not like other women, looking for rouge gouache, or cloth jewelry. Instead, he went straight down the street to a blacksmith shop.

Standing in front of the furnace, looking at the various weapons hanging above the furnace, Mo Yan's eyes glowed instantly.

The boss of the smithy was building weapons and saw a woman standing in front of the furnace with a disdainful reminder: "Girls, go on the side! Don't hinder me from doing business!"

When Lilac heard the boss's words, his clear voice taught: "Bold! Dare to speak to my girl like this!"

The boss's savvy eyes glanced at Lilac, "Ah! You little girl, screaming at Lao Tzu! Come here! Get these two yellow hair girls out!"

With an order from the boss, four strong shirtless men emerged from the shop in an instant. They looked at Mo Yan and Lilac coldly, and those strong and powerful arms were placed in the air. One person could almost lift both Mo Yan and Lilac. Lilac looked timid and timidly in Mo Yan's ear. Small voice: "Girl, let's go."

Mo glanced at Lilac to signal her retreat, and Lilac saw that, as long as she stood quietly behind Mo Ling, it was just how nervous her betrayed legs had betrayed her.

Mo Yan looked at the four strong men, glanced coldly at the smith's boss, his fists clenched slowly.

Secretly protecting her, Cheng Cheng is ready to shoot.

Mo Yan said coldly, "I think you dare to do it!"

When the boss heard Mo Yan's words, he couldn't help but grin and waved his hands in the air. The four strong men behind him walked directly towards Mo Yan. Mo Yan quit Clove and reminded: "Chu Cheng, will Lilac is optimistic! "

Hiding in the dark, Chu Cheng didn't expect that he had been discovered by Mo Yan. He took a moment, took Lilac, and thought about where he went wrong.

Lilac looked at Mo Yan anxiously, and said to Chu Cheng: "Master Chu, please go and see, don't let the girl be bullied by those men."

Chu Cheng lifted his eyes and glanced at Mo Yan surrounded by the four men, and twitched coldly at the corner of his mouth, "Relax, Girl Mo will be fine."

He's seen Mo's ability, and even the master has suffered a loss in her hands, as well as the talent. The token around his waist was also taken by her, showing that she reached out her hand.

Besides, it is clear how well the people under the boss of this blacksmith shop are honest. When they look strong, they bully those outsiders and weak women.

There was a scream of misery, and a man screamed in pain while kneeling on the ground holding his wristwatch.

Mo Yan's petite figure suddenly stepped on the chest of another man and fell directly on the neck of the other man. A "click" sounded a crisp sound, the sound of bone fracture came, and another scream. Before Chu Cheng could see Mo Mo's movements clearly, the two were lying motionless on the ground.

He knows that Mo Yan's skill is not ordinary, but this ... has already exceeded Chu Cheng's cognition.

He murmured, "Girl Mo's internal strength doesn't seem to be much. What kind of effort is she doing, it's so powerful!"

Lilac glanced at Chu Cheng, and didn't understand he was muttering and ignored him. Looking nervously at Mo's direction, she couldn't help sighing, "Mr. Mo is amazing!"

The boss of the smithy saw his eyes straight. Where can I still remember that the weapons in the furnace have been refined? He just stared at Mo Yan's back like this, watching her beat him down one by one. The saliva dripped down the corner of the mouth and made a loud noise.

When returning to God, none of his people stood in place, all lying on the ground groaning with pain and groaning.

Mo Yan patted his sleeves, looked up at the blacksmith shop owner, and said faintly, "Can the girl's house make custom weapons here?"

The smithy boss nodded in a hurry, "Yes, yes, yes, girl, you say, which one you want, you choose!"

Mo Yan glanced at all the weapons from top to bottom from left to right. It seemed a little dissatisfied, and his face became more and more dignified.

Seeing this, the shop owner mentioned his throat with one heart. Was this deliberately chosen?

Thinking wildly, Mo Yan suddenly lighted his eyes and asked, "Is there a pen and paper here?"

Feeling good.