Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 597 The Monkey Steals the Peach
"Pay me back."

The man squinted his eyes and looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him. He was quite handsome, but he was a little too thin, and was a head shorter than him. Those big clever eyes dodged a little, and he looked like a guilty conscience.

Feng Qingluo is really beeping the dog, this person's face is clearly not smart, why did he see it through?what to do?
She can't bear the money!

Especially with the tempting delicacies in her nose tempting her.

Feng Qingluo swallowed, pretended to pay back the money, grinned at the man and asked, "Does your master know that monkeys steal peaches?"

The man raised his eyebrows, and looked at her inexplicably, but saw the little Taoist priest in front of him suddenly grabbing his collar, and with the other hand, he pulled towards his crotch.

Then, in an indescribable place, I squeezed it hard.

The man gasped, and his breathing became heavy.

After Feng Qingluo finished his murder, he ran away and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The mother-in-law said that the most vulnerable part of a man is his lifeblood. If he encounters a bad guy in the future, it is right to attack here. She always remembers this.

Don't say it, it works really well.

"Son!"

Mo Yu was so shocked that her soul almost flew away, what happened just now?
He turned to look at his master, only to see his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, his eyes full of terrifying evil spirit.

He trembled in fright, and said in a trembling voice: "Sub... this subordinate will go after him now."

Oh my god, their wise and great master was unexpectedly attacked by a little Taoist priest?

He still used that unrefined move, so he won't be silenced by his master, right?

"No need!"

Yan Zongli's eyes were filled with anger, and his whole body was hot and uncomfortable. The Taoist priest didn't hurt him just now, but for some reason, he reacted when she touched him.

Damn it!That nasty Taoist priest is a man!

With a dark face, suppressing the frenzy in his heart, he turned and left angrily.

……

Deep alley in the north of the town.

In a courtyard with three entrances, a man is sitting on a wicker chair basking in the sun.

He sat upright, staring blankly at the willow tree that had just sprouted in the yard, and there was a hint of red on his wrist, and upon closer inspection, there was a small red snake wrapped around it.

This person is Ye Mingjue who suffers from Soul Leaving Disease.

Mu Changting came out from the room behind him. Holding a teacup in his hand, he walked up to Ye Mingjue, and said softly, "Drink some water."

He took the teacup and carefully brought it to Ye Mingjue's mouth, feeding him.

Ye Mingjue took a few sips mechanically, then stopped.

Mu Changting sighed, gave the water in the cup to Honglian who was wrapped around Ye Mingjue's wrist, and then gently patted its head.

Guren poked her head out into the cup and drank a few gulps.

Ever since Ye Mingjue's accident, Honglian ran out of the Qiankun bag and stayed by Ye Mingjue's side day and night, as if she was accompanying Ye Mingjue instead of its owner.

But the news of Ye Mingjue's accident got out, and they were hunted down, so they had no choice but to hide their whereabouts and move forward in disguise.

In the past two months, they visited many famous doctors among the people, but none of them were of any use. Ye Mingjue was still like this, except for being awake, he had no thoughts of his own at all.

Seeing that Honglian was full of water, Mu Changting put the cup on the ground, then sat on the ground, looked into the distance and murmured: "How long are you going to be like this? How sad would Ning'er be if she saw you like this? "

The only answer to him was silent silence.

Mu Changting couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Zongli walking over with a dark face and full of evil spirit.

And his changed face was even more sinister.

　Hahahaha, you are indeed a little goblin of Yan, you are so straightforward, poor Mr. Yan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)