Suddenly, Ling Mohong moved his hand, and the knife-shaped eyebrows were wrinkled. A low bass voice came out of his mouth, "Strength, strength!" His hands seem to be trying to catch something.

Qin Xin looked at him doubtfully. She grabbed Ling Mo’s pupil and eagerly asked, "Where is your strength?"
Ling Mo’s pupil hand held the piano tightly, and the hand voice hesitated a little and spit out the word "feather"
Feather? Who is Yu Zhen? Qin Xin is more confused.
Ling Mo’s pupil held the piano heart and raised his hand tightly, but then stopped talking and fell into a deep sleep.
Jean heart wait for a while looked at holding his little hand and hand in hand, and glittering and translucent tears dripped on it.
Ling Mo Pupil woke up from his sleep, and after a hangover, he felt a splitting headache. He frowned and pinched his temples, and he couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He lived for thousands of years, and he was drunk for the first time and had a headache for the first time. Did the lack of spiritual power make himself closer and closer to weak humans?
He remembered the scene of a surname mansion’s feather and beard rolling like a rolling pin with his head in his arms after being drunk.
He settled his mind and secretly mobilized his body spirit force to adjust his pain, nerves, headaches gradually subsided and his eyes gradually cleared.
He looked up and saw Xiaoxi sitting in the chair beside him, staring at himself unblinkingly with big eyes.
Ling Mo pupil is very strange. When will this little guy come? He has forgotten everything last night.
He reached out and patted a small west and said, "What are you doing here? What are you doing here? Why do you stick to me like sticky candy? "
Small west injustice to say "please eldest brother last night, you almost ran a disaster, do you remember? Last night, you killed more than 20 people in a row, and the headhunter was scared to death. You turned around and left. Thanks to Qin Xin and me, I arrived and told the headhunter quickly. Otherwise, if those two idiots return to hell and truthfully report to Mingjun, you will be more than one bargained for. You also taught me not to get involved in human emotions and struggles. How can you fall into it yourself? " Xiaoxi kept on buying good children.
Ling mo pupil said simply, "yeah, I’m not impressed anymore. I seem to see you. Why? Qin Xin is here, too? "
"Yes, when I saw you leaving hell, I quickly packed my things and chased you. Just as Qinxin’s elder sister also wanted to see what you were doing, she followed me to find you. I didn’t expect to come late one step, so I saw your big killing there and rushed to the scene to make you feel stunned, but you should leave me a few." Xiaoxi pursed her mouth and said.
"Yes," Xiaoxi seemed to think of something. "I happened to see you kissing Qinxin’s sister and Mo Pupil’s brother gently when I arrived yesterday. It’s never been so gentle! Sister Qin Xin’s face is red! " Xiaoxi said longingly to his finger.
"What? What did you say? " As if possessed by a kangaroo, Shura jumped out of bed, grabbed Xiaoxinen’s neck and picked him up. "You said I kissed Qinxin?"
"Yeah, yeah, I can’t breathe … but I’m angry." Xiaoxi danced and struggled like a puppet.
"Is there anything else I can do?" Ling mo pupil eagerly asked
"Let me … I’ll talk about it, okay?" Xiaoxi piteously asked
Ling Mohong put Xiaoxi on the ground and quickly asked, "What’s wrong with me? Have I been rude to Qin Xin?"
Xiaoxi rubbed his poor little neck and breathed a long sigh of relief. "You don’t want to kill someone, do you?"
Ling Mo’s handsome face showed a trace of murderous look. He said coldly, "Make it clear to me quickly or I’ll really have this idea."
Xiaoxi looked at the roof with big eyes and made up his mind. "I saw Mo Pupil’s brother kissing Qinxin’s sister gently, and then Qinxin’s sister’s face was so red, and then you two hugged each other tightly. Later, I was afraid that you would do something bad after drinking and dragging you back."
Ling Mo took a long sigh of relief and wiped his forehead with sweat beads. He gently said to Xiaoxi, "Xiaoxi, thank you. Otherwise, if you make a mistake, you will never forgive me. Not only will Qinxin forgive me, but I will never forgive myself."
"Yes, yes, that’s what I think. I think of my brother Mo Pupil." Xiaoxi blinked his bright black eyes (he has changed the color of human eyes at this time) and looked more loyal.
Ling Mohong nodded lovingly and stroked Xiaoxi’s face. "Thank you very much later!" Although he was bitter in his heart, he pulled back from the brink, but it was a fact that he kissed Qin Xin himself. How can he face Qin Xin? Where is the hole?
Xiaoxi put her index finger on her lips and said mysteriously, "But Brother Mo Pupil, I don’t think Qinxin Sister is angry at all. It seems that I feel that Zhenxin Sister has always liked you very much."
Ling Mo’s heart is a mess. I can’t hear what he said when I see Xiaoxi’s mouth close one by one.
I was drunk and kissed Qin Xin, but I was also seen by Xiaoxi, a kid.
"There’s another thing. Sister Qin Xin asked me if I knew a girl named Feather. I said I didn’t know, and she went out." Xiaoxi continued.
What? Ling Mo’s head is "humming". How can Qin Xin know the feather when she goes to find it? (You talk in your sleep! )
Before it’s too late, Ling Mohong quickly put on his clothes and went out. Xiaoxi also quickly chased him. "Brother Mohong, wait for me to take me!"
———-please keep it.
Xiaoxi said to Qinxin with a sad face and his head in his arms, "Sister Qinxin is joking. Don’t worry, Brother Mo Pupil won’t like other girls without worldly desires."
Jean heart affectionately looking at ling mo pupil that handsome out of the dust face faint ground to say "no worldly desires? Maybe before, but now I’m sure he already has it. "
"eh? Got it? " Xiaoxi’s sparkling eyes looked sideways at Ling Mo’s pupil and couldn’t help laughing. "Sister Qin Xin, you seem a little nervous? No,no. "
He shook his head. "I’m going to bed."
When Xiaoxi bobbed back to his room, Qin Xin got up and walked leisurely to the bed and sat down beside Ling Mo Pupil.
Qin Xin’s beautiful eyes, which have turned black, stared softly at Ling Mo’s pupil, which slept peacefully. Her white and delicate fingers gently stroked his messy pillow. Although his eyes closed with long eyelashes and covered his eyelids, his knife-shaped eyebrows frowned slightly. I don’t know what I dreamed in my dream.
She just looked at the face of Ling Mo Pupil, and seemed to have lost her mind.
Suddenly, Ling Mohong moved his hand, and the knife-shaped eyebrows were wrinkled. A low bass voice came out of his mouth, "Strength, strength!" His hands seem to be trying to catch something.
Qin Xin looked at him doubtfully. She grabbed Ling Mo’s pupil and eagerly asked, "Where is your strength?"
Ling Mo’s pupil hand held the piano tightly, and the hand voice hesitated a little and spit out the word "feather"
Feather? Who is Yu Zhen? Qin Xin is more confused.
Ling Mo’s pupil held the piano heart and raised his hand tightly, but then stopped talking and fell into a deep sleep.
Jean heart wait for a while looked at holding his little hand and hand in hand, and glittering and translucent tears dripped on it.