Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Le Xiaojing was stunned, looking at Mo Xingchen's leaving figure, motionless, unable to say a word, but tears flowed down like a faucet was turned on.

"Young master!" Not far from the door, Xiongshang suddenly stopped Mo Xingchen.

Mo Xingchen looked at Xiongshang quietly. He also knew the reason why Xiongshang moved out of the valley building. Many people knew his feelings for Le Xiaojing. Unfortunately, Le Xiaojing didn't appreciate it, so Xiongshang was sad He moved out later, but Xiongshang's personality is relatively reserved, so he still has a good impression of him.

"Xiaojing has deep feelings for you." Xiongshang looked at Mo Xingchen pleadingly.

Mo Xingchen's eyes lit up and said: "That's why I don't want to harm her."

Xiongshang was stunned and said, "If there is no Fantianluo, would you like her?"

Mo Xingchen smiled dumbly and said: "Xiong Shang, I have always regarded her as my own sister, so how could I have a second relationship? If I don't point it out again, I'm afraid it will hurt her even more."

Xiongshang turned his head to look inside the house, Elder Le seemed to be getting old, muttering persuasion inside, but Le Xiaojing could only cry.

"If you like her, work harder." Mo Xingchen reached out and patted Xiongshang on the shoulder before leaving.

Xiongshang stood at the door for a long time before leaving quietly.

Mo Xingchen went straight back to his room. His room was next to the study room, with the same decoration style, but there was a black wooden high table in the window, and there was one thing on it, only one thing.

If Fan Tianluo saw it, she would be surprised, because it was a small wooden bottle with rough workmanship and a word 'luo' engraved in the middle. This bottle was the first time Mo Xingchen met in the Great Forest of Beast Prison when he was eight years old. Five-year-old Fantianluo, after Fantianluo stunned the dragon and tiger with poison, this was the antidote bottle she threw to Mo Xingchen, and Mo Xingchen never threw it away.

In fact, Mo Xingchen didn't know why he didn't throw away the bottle, but put it on this table after returning to Xingmang Valley, and occasionally glanced at it when he passed by, reminding him of the playful and arrogant little girl back then, and also One of the most memorable memories of his childhood.

At this moment, Mo Xingchen walked to the table, stretched out his hand to pick up the small wooden bottle, and gently stroked the word Luo with his fingers. Fan Tianluo's pretty face with a friendly smile appeared in front of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. A warm current passed through his heart, and his life was infused with warmth because of her.

"Xiao Luo, you are the only one who will not marry in this life!" Mo Xingchen's heart became more firm in his mind.

Putting down the small wooden bottle, Mo Xingchen started to deal with the matter of Gulou. Because of the success of this competition, he must immediately let the top ten mercenary regiments know that Xingmanggu or Gulou has the final say. Lou and other things, he must return to the previous rules.

Although the top ten mercenary regiments all wanted to squeeze out the Gulou, they were not in harmony with each other. It can be said that there was a life-and-death hatred between the several regiments in the experience of treasure hunting, so it was impossible to truly unite together. Gave Gulou benefits.

Mo Xingchen believed that it was impossible for any regiment to fight against Gu Lou alone, but it was also impossible for them to truly unite, so it was time for Gu Lou to take charge of Xingmang Valley again.

"Father, I won't let you down!" Mo Xingchen clasped his hands tightly, and his deep eyes were firm.