A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 775 Hate, Don't Want to Let Go
Galliello froze and remained silent.

Daringly, he was completely forgotten!
Looking at the Mo San who were going away, they looked at Didison's tightly closed door.Garylo looked up to the sky in melancholy, with a kind of arrogance that everyone in the world is drunk but I am alone!
Seeing this, the attendants on both sides turned their eyes away and pretended not to see anything.Anyway, it's no secret that Garylo's vaping is a problem even in Morocco.Left and right, when it returns to normal, it is good to be very powerful, and when you are sick, you just close your eyes and pass...

"Father, why didn't you take Mom over here?" Jiang Yao pouted, leaning on Mo's body and unwilling to leave.Confused, why Mo didn't take Qing to Morocco, but chose to keep her outside.

"Poison!" Lang Tu spit out a word, and swept Jiang Yao with contempt.

Jiang Yao pursed her mouth, ignoring Langtu's disgusted expression, and frowned, "Wangqingsan is so poisonous! Damn Ya and Fei Lei, where is Papa Fei Lei?" When Jiang Yao asked, her face was ferocious.The culprit, if it wasn't for his parents, how could they have been separated for seven years, and they and the tribe would not have experienced these seven years of depression in panic.

"Yubei, see you soon." Mo said briskly.

Perhaps, knowing will soon be able to detoxify.

The troubles that have plagued him for seven years will soon be unloaded.With a soft face, the chill around him decreased by two points, and he said: "I asked Jialiluo to send him a big gift, and he will be very happy when he receives it!" Sneaky smile.

"Huh!" Jiang Yao raised her eyebrows, staring at Mo's relaxed and free-spirited face.Wei Wei showed surprise, glanced at the attendants who were busy in and out, very calm, didn't even raise their heads, which made her feel very strange.In Taoyuan, they do all these things by themselves, otherwise it would be a novelty to be served by others.

"Forget it, just listen to these things and don't worry about them." The demon said: "Rest first, I'll go to Didison to have a look. If there is anything you don't understand, ask someone to find Jialiluo..."

After exhorting twice, Mo turned and left.

Lang Tu followed him back to the room where he was resting. In the past half month, they were very tired.Now, there is finally a safe haven for rest, and the two of them feel tired immediately after relaxing.After tidying up, he went to bed and fell asleep.

The dawn climbed and covered the whole land, and the Moroccan crowd was surging, shoulder to shoulder.

For two days, tens of thousands of people poured into Morocco.

Hustle and bustle.

People from all over the world poured into Morocco one after another, and the identity of the devil was too mysterious, even in Yubei, very few people knew him.As soon as the Moroccan banquet was announced, it immediately attracted the covetousness of countless people, who wanted to hook up with the devil and take a bite of the Yubei cake.

"Father, do you think mother will really participate?" Jiang Yao hesitated, looking at the crowds entering and leaving the square from time to time. People began to enter the square in the early morning.It is said to be a square, but it is actually a small town. The banquet started at three o'clock in the afternoon and lasted until midnight. Therefore, some impatient forces began to settle in the place arranged for them in Morocco early in the morning.

Those who could not attend the banquet were arranged in the outer city of Morocco.

The inner city, that is, this square.

"Yes." Mo nodded.

eyes, but couldn't help looking at the courtyard where Didison was.It has been two days since they returned to Morocco. Didison has not been able to spread the good news for a long time. The devil is restless and wanders around the periphery of Didison's courtyard.On the other hand, the shadow guard sent Jiang Qing a message that day, informing them of the whereabouts of Lang Tu and Jiang Yao.I thought that Jiang Qing and the Taoyuan Pavilion team would rush to Morocco immediately, but unexpectedly, Jiang Qing and the others did not move at all, let alone came to Morocco, and they did not even step out of Yanchengfang.

"But, it's been two days. Mom hasn't come to see us, is she angry?" Jiang Yao asked anxiously.The pupils of the eyes could not help but be stained with a little anxiety and restlessness, no matter how mature she is, she is only a half-grown child.

heard.

Lang Tu froze, raised his head, and stared fixedly at Mo with blank and empty eyes.

Mo was slightly stunned, and after recovering, he said firmly: "No, she is probably entangled in something!"

Having said that, Mo couldn't help but frown, thinking to ask Jialiluo later if something happened in Shangyang City?In the past two days, he was busy with the pile of official duties and forgot to ask about these things.While worrying about Didison's antidote, he was too busy to touch the ground.

"Really?" Jiang Yao asked uncertainly.

"Hmm! Really." Mo said seriously.There is still half a day before the banquet officially starts, and he needs to be busy with many things. Although Morocco is powerful, many people need him to personally receive them.Before the identity of Lang Mo is restored, the identities of Lang Tu and Jiang Yao cannot be revealed at will, "Go to Didison and ask him how long it will take to make the antidote. When the banquet starts, you follow Jiali Luo Take the seat, don't get close to me for now."

In response, Lang Tu and Jiang Yao left.

"Shangyang City, what's the situation at Taoyuan Pavilion?" Mo asked.

Suddenly, the figure of the shadow guard ran out from the darkness, half kneeling and said: "It's very quiet. The day before yesterday, Jiang Qing met Qiao, the leader of Yanchengfang Yifang, and stayed for a cup of tea." Thinking back seriously, the shadow guard took it seriously. Really report the observed situation to the devil.

The devil listened, only to feel at a loss.

Jiang Qingming knew that Lang Tu and Jiang Yao were in Morocco, why haven't they arrived yet?Is it really like what Jiang Yao said, she was angry and Lang Tu and the two ran away from home?Thinking of this, the devil felt his heart tightening suddenly. How would Jiang Qing treat him after he had been gone for seven years?
Hate, or resent?
As long as he thought that Jiang Qing might hate him, Mo felt that his limbs were cold to the bone.

Like drowning, suffocation hits and cannot be struggled out of.

"Jiang Qing, what do you think of me?" Mo murmured.After running away for seven years, he raised his hand to touch Mo's face, and at this moment he actually forgot the original Lang Mo's face.Flustered, the hard-to-disguise panic caused him, who had always been calm, to lose his rhythm and composure.

In an instant, he regained his composure.

Deep eyes opened firmly, and he said domineeringly: "Even if you hate me, you won't let go..."

His pale face was instantly filled with wild emotions that were bound to be won.Without the worries of Wangqingsan, the domineering that he had suppressed deep in his heart quickly recovered, like the bright morning light in the sky.

In madness, with madness.

The faint voice gradually disappeared in the morning wind, but at that moment, a violent chill quickly swept across the entire inner city.Everyone couldn't help shivering, feeling inexplicable for the sudden chill.The weather shouldn't be this cold!Could it be that something went wrong, but in several corners of the inner city, strange auras flashed at the same time, short and fast, and did not attract the attention of others.

(End of this chapter)