Chapter 802

Mo Yao rubbed the edge of the water glass on the back table, his eyes were deep, "They won't, because the only person who knows about this matter is the head of the family. That is to say, only four people from the four ancient families know about it, and our Magic Sound Sect , apart from you and me, only Feng Yixie, Ling Lan, Shen Ji and Duanmu Jing know about it."

Lan Qingyu nodded, "We should be more cautious about this matter, but who is Duanmujing?"

Mo Yao frowned, Xie Si's voice was a bit cold, "Why are you interested in Duanmujing?"

Lan Qingyu blinked her innocent eyes, "Can't you just ask, after all, this person knows about this matter, isn't it..."

air-conditioning!

This whole body is filled with air-conditioning!

Still swish.

Lan Qingyu couldn't help shaking her body, she silently lowered her head and ignored the man who was eating vinegar.

Mo Yao was suddenly a little angry, he said in a deep voice, "Do you still want to know about that man?"

Lan Qingyu squinted her cold eyes, "Could it be that I can't ask? What's the matter if I ask, I've already said that he knows about us, so I ask, I don't know why you are angry, it's really strange!"

Lan Qingyu turned around angrily and left the tent. She was not angry yet, but this person was actually angry.

Is there such a thing as eating vinegar?
"I hate it!" Lan Qingyu walked out straight away, and walked deep into the woods.

Cursing while walking, disgusting while walking, "Damn, what a nuisance, you only know how to be jealous, so I can't ask, right, I hate you, ahh..."

Mo Yao has been following Lan Qingyu, as long as Lan Qingyu is willing to turn around, he will be able to see him.

But Lan Qingyu chose to ignore it.

Walking to a river, Lan Qingyu found a clean place and sat on the ground.

Looking at the distance with deep eyes, layers of white clouds are floating, forming various beautiful shapes, and Lan Qingyu's mood suddenly improves.

Mo Yao also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about what happened just now, he also felt something was wrong.

Seeing Lan Qingyu sulking alone, he suddenly didn't know what to say, so he could only follow Lan Qingyu silently.

Lan Qingyu ignored it, lay on the ground, closed her eyes, and quietly felt the gentle breeze.

Mo Yao walked to Lan Qingyu's side, squatted down slowly, looked at Lan Qingyu with burning eyes, and could vaguely see the strawberry imprint on his neck, which he had imprinted on it last night.

"Little Feather, I was wrong. I didn't tell you because this Duanmu Jing is very handsome, handsomer than Feng Yixie, better looking than your brother, and of course much worse than your husband, so I'm jealous."

Mo Yao spoke weakly, his eyes flickering non-stop.

Lan Qingyu twitched the corners of her mouth, and said slowly, "My husband, the master of the Demon Sound Sect, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm, when did you become so unconfident?"

Mo Yao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Idiot!" Lan Qingyu opened her eyes, looked at Mo Yao on the side, and said, "What's going on with Duanmujing!"

Mo Yao sat down, put his hands on his knees, and said softly, "This Duanmujing is from the Shenjue Palace. He was injured when he came out to perform a mission. He was abandoned by the elders of the Shenjue Palace at a critical moment. I, I just saved him, so from then on, this Duanmujing is my member of the Magic Sound Sect, and Duanmujing revealed a lot of news to us."

"I see." Lan Qingyu blinked and said.

(End of this chapter)

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