Chapter 39

However, just as she rolled up her sleeves and clenched her fists, she was about to rush forward with Fu Liu.

As a result, she hit a wall, something cold and stiff, and the bridge of her nose hurt when she hit it, and tears rolled in her eyes.

She looked up at the wooden man in black clothes holding a sword, "Get out of the way."

The man refused, so Mo Yunlan turned sideways to avoid him, but when he moved, her face bumped into the sword he held in front of his chest again.

A pain in the nose, tears fell down.

After repeating this several times, he finally erupted and swung his fist towards his face.

Fu Liu, who doesn't know martial arts, immediately avoids it.

She watched the four of them fighting together in a daze. The pair in red seemed to be flirting.

And this pair really greeted each other to death, like mortal enemies.

Ling Jingyu was kicked several times by Mo Yunzhao, and kept screaming.

Although Mo Yunzhao played comfortably, she was touched by her small hands and hugged her waist from time to time, which made her feel ashamed and annoyed.

The main thing is that she couldn't hit it, and she was let down, so she hit it, and she was even more ashamed.

In the end, he kicked his calf angrily, and stopped.

"Stop fighting, let's go."

Mo Yunlan didn't seem to win either, and glared at the wooden man out of breath, "You wait for this girl, sooner or later you'll be beaten all over the floor."

The wooden man held his sword in his chest, with a resolute face, "Nie You is waiting for Miss Mo in Nianzhao Pavilion."

"Okay, Nian Zhao Pavilion, eh... Nian Zhao, Nian A Zhao?" Mo Yunlan felt that the name was full of adultery.

Hearing what she said, Mo Yunzhao felt ashamed and annoyed again, and left quickly.

Fu Liu hurriedly saluted them, then followed them away.

Nie You held his sword and looked at Ling Jingyu, wondering: "Your Highness, why are you having trouble with City Lord Mo?"

Ling Jingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Yunzhao who left like a little fried cat, smiling brightly.

Hearing this, he kicked Nie You, "What do you mean by making things difficult, I call it chasing your wife."

Nie You held the sword and stood still: "Your Highness, don't bully me. I haven't chased my daughter-in-law before. You are chasing my daughter-in-law."

Ling Jingyu glanced at him, and followed Mo Yunzhao's pace.

Mo Yunzhao walked with windy footsteps, he really looked like a kitten with frizz.

Mo Yunlan trotted to follow, barely keeping up.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Fu Liu sprinted all the way, her thin and dark face was flushed, and she managed to keep up.

But Ling Jingyu, who was behind him, followed as if strolling in the courtyard.

Even though the surrounding scenery is picturesque, the only scenery in his eyes is the red shadow in front of him.

Although Mo Yunzhao couldn't see it, the lingering fragrance of the medicine was on the tip of his nose.

Know he follows.

She stopped, turned around, and pointed: "Sister, let's go there."

Mo Yunlan looked up and saw it was a three-story flower boat with red gauze fluttering and red lanterns hanging high. Women in tulle were smiling coquettishly to welcome customers.

Her small face sank, "That's a flower boat, don't go there!"

It's just that it's useless for her to say, Mo Yunzhao has already walked away, so she can only sigh and follow.

Ling Jingyu took a look, sighed helplessly, and followed closely.

"It seems that I not only have to guard against men, but also guard against women. It's so difficult for me."

Flower boats are just another kind of brothel, women are naturally not allowed to enter.

But in Moyang City, there was really no place that Mo Yunzhao was not allowed to go to, so the old bustard had no choice but to welcome him in with a smirk.

Seeing Ling Jingyu and Nie You, the two handsome men, the flower boat girl's eyes were shining, and she wanted to pounce on them.

But Nie You pulled out the sword in his arms fiercely, a cold light flashed, and the flower boat woman screamed and backed away, not daring to go forward again.

Mo Yunlan glanced at Nie You contemptuously, "Excellent."

He didn't dare to draw his sword against her, but he was brave enough to draw it against a weak woman.

(End of this chapter)

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