Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 588 Little Junior Sister, She Just Wants to Eliminate Demons 8

The next process is nothing new, just listen to music, drink, and sleep.

Mo Qin took the sword, got up and went out:

"Brother Jiang, I'll go outside and have a look, you play slowly."

Jiang Yisheng: "..."

It was the same way the previous few times, after Mo Qin entered the room, he started to run out when the girl arrived, and he had absolutely no intention of the two of them acting together.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Qin disappeared.

In the room, a dancing woman danced her sleeves, twirled around, and sat next to Jiang Yisheng. She blinked shyly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and clung to Jiang Yisheng's shoulder to feed him wine.

Jiang Yisheng let out a mouthful of turbid air, and began to perform the operation.

"Young master?" The woman holding the wine glass was puzzled, and after a while she was charming again, laughing and drinking by herself, and the sound of the qin kept ringing in the room.

If someone pushes the door and breaks in, you will see only two girls from the building playing in the room.
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Mo Qin was dressed in men's clothing, and she played a little trick, as long as she didn't touch her, no one would be able to find out that she was a woman.

Mo Qin walked through the courtyard gate, the sound of the building seemed to be far away in an instant, and even the moon in the courtyard became much clearer.

Mo Qin: "I just walked in."

Strange to say, there is that smell in these rouge jars.

Yao Yao didn't see Mo Qin, she went upstairs with a straight face.

Mo Qin lit another talisman, sent a letter to Jiang Yisheng, and chased after him.

Mo Qin glanced at the yard behind her.

"Where's the mother in the building?"

She looked suspiciously, but saw nothing.

Mo Qin: "..."

"Girl, which company's rouge did you use? It smells so good."

She just needs to find the monster here and prevent Yao Yao from taking the demon pill.

She looked at the servant woman guarding the gate of the courtyard. The servant woman turned her back to this side, guarding the door like a door god.

Mo Qin first looked at the incense burner in the room, and then opened the jar of rouge and gouache.

At first glance, it is no different from other houses.

The singing and dancing in the middle of the hall was still going on, Mo Qin leaned on the railing and looked down.

"My lord, you can't enter here."

The man who was being followed was also anxious, and went straight to the subject as soon as the door was closed.

Mo Qin only glanced at it twice, and then ignored it, since he didn't come to look for her anyway.

Mo Qin recognized it at a glance.

Yao Yao knew that even if she appeared in front of Jiang Yisheng now, Jiang Yisheng would only let her go back first, so Yao Yao chose to stand still.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Qin took out a talisman from his bosom, flipped his wrist, and the talisman caught between the index finger and middle finger shot at the woman like a flying knife.

After Yao Yao came in, her goal seemed to be very clear, and she went directly upstairs.

If Jiang Yisheng and the others don't find the demon, she will find a suitable opportunity to restore women's clothing, and it is best to further develop the relationship with Jiang Yisheng.

After a short breath, the servant woman suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing on her face, as if someone was walking past her.

Following this idea, Mo Qin soon discovered that the rouge in the rooms of other girls in the building was also like this.

She could feel that Jiang Yisheng was moving, as if he was looking for something inside.

Seeing the talisman in Mo Qin's hand, the woman's face changed drastically, and her originally ugly face was now extremely ferocious.

Yao Yao?

Right now Jiang Yisheng just treats her like a younger sister, a poor girl to take care of.

Mo Qin took out a box of rouge that he got from no one knew where, looked at the shiny paste inside, but didn't see any mystery.

This is not enough.
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The man selected by Mo Qin was surrounded by two women and walked towards the room that had been prepared.

Yao Yao was a half-demon, and stayed with them for many days, and the man Yao Yao changed had nothing to do with her original one.

The banshee spoke her lines, but her pace of escape was not slow at all.

The things in the yard looked a bit old, and there was an earthy smell in the air, and the lamp was on alone, like a lamp in the dark.

Mo Qin intends to find a corner and burn a ball to see, but the back yard has not been investigated yet.

Passing through that door, Mo Qin's eyes lit up, and he returned to the building just now.

Mo Qin casually stopped a girl who was alone:

The male guests coming and going were dressed like dogs, with obscene smiles on their faces, hugging left and right in their arms, and their hands were restless.

The woman originally wanted to stretch out her hand to grab Mo Qin, but when Mo Qin missed her and left, the movement of her hand stopped and she forgot what she was going to do.

The woman smiled coquettishly, and shook the handkerchief in her hand:
"This rouge is made by the mother in the building. You can't buy it outside. If you like it, why don't you come with me to the room to eat."

There must be some 'nice stuff' added.

"Exorcist!"

The courtyard was empty, except for a plain lamp lit in the room. From this door, the two sides of the door seemed to be divided into two worlds.

A tall and strong figure stepped out, and the door creaked open.

Mo Qin got the answer, and only said: "Thank you, miss."

She stared at a pair of black round eyes, and her tone was extremely impatient:
"How did you get in!"

But if you distinguish carefully, you will find that there are more men with evil spirits here than in other houses.

The maid stared at Mo Qin with a pair of cloudy eyes, and didn't look away until she saw that she had really left.

Pretending to collect clues, if they find something, then she will appear at a critical moment, guaranteeing to get the demon pill.

The woman seems to be about 1.8 meters tall, with a very thick body but slender limbs. Her face is black and handsome, and her hair is rough and casually coiled.

This room seemed to be the room of some girl in the building.

Mo Qin looked at it for a while, planning to find someone with a more sinister aura to follow. Suddenly, Mo Qin saw a pink-and-white man with a peach blossom face coming in from the door.

What is the taste...

She did come anyway.

"Mom? I don't know."

She turned around and ran into the house, the lamp was also extinguished, and a puff of black smoke rose from the extinguished lamp in the darkness, accompanied by a foul smell of burnt feathers.

As Mo Qin walked through it, the men and women who passed by subconsciously ignored her existence, and no one came up to disturb her.

A mirror and rouge and gouache were placed on the small table near the window, and voices could be heard from the screen from time to time.

Could it be that these rouge and aromatherapy were made by the building itself?

Homemade in the building.

Mo Qin walked towards the place where the light was on, and before she got close, people in the room noticed her.

Mo Qin showed no expression, turned around and left after hearing this, like a guest who had gone the wrong way.

Why does every monster have this line.

Standing at the door leading to the small courtyard is a servant woman dressed in gray. The servant woman has a stern face, big arms and round waist, completely different from the delicate and soft girl in the building.

Just now, they greeted their old sister to come over:

"Master, why are you here? Can I find you two girls?"

Mo Qin took a glance, and found that the guests in the hall were all the ones she had seen just now.

She ignored the woman who greeted her, but went to the yard again.

The maid at the gate of the courtyard was nowhere to be seen, and the lights were also out.


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