Chapter 741

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people steal flowers.

Mo Xiaoxian asked Ling Xuanji to help lure Immortal Fuli away, sneaked into his study, and returned him the straw grasshopper he had given him before, as if the grievances between the two of them had been settled.

After finishing the matter, Ling Xuanji squinted at her: "If you ask me to do this kind of thing in the future, your legs will be crippled."

Mo Xiaoxian was mourning his little love seed that withered before it had time to germinate, and his heart was heartbroken, and it hurt even more when he said that.

This world is difficult for people.

She was too lazy to speak, so she nodded.

Ling Xuanji asked again: "You really don't like him?"

Mo Xiaoxian nodded again without any hesitation, wanting to prove his determination.

However, she saw a familiar sarcasm in Ling Xuanji's eyes...

Heartbroken.

Just want to scratch people.

Without hesitation, she showed her claws and scratched at Ling Xuanji.

Ling Xuanji dodged sideways, and flew ten feet away lightly.

When Mo Xiaoxian was chasing after her, Ling Xuanji stretched out his hand and pressed it on top of her head, glanced at her arms waving in the air, and asked casually, "What do you want to do next?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoxian stopped struggling and looked up at him: "Take your hands away."

"By the way, take your head off?"

……

Is it really good to be so bloody?
Mo Xiaoxian trembled: "My body doesn't want to be separated from my head. They have been in love for many years, please don't break them up mercilessly."

Ling Xuanji smiled, reached out and rubbed the top of her head twice before withdrawing his hand.

Mo Xiaoxian reminded lightly: "I haven't washed my hair these two days."

Ling Xuanji: "..."

He seemed to have felt the oil on his hands.

There was a shock in my heart.

Mo Xiaoxian grinned at him, his face full of embarrassment.

Back to the Demon Race, the night was quiet at this time, except for the patrolling guards, most of the others were resting.

Not long after Mo Xiaoxian came to the Demon Race, he didn't have a separate residence, so he lived next door to Ling Xuanji.

As she walked to her room, she began to undo her belt.

Ling Xuanji's eyelids trembled: "What are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes."

……

Ling Xuanji was expressionless: "You are outside now."

"I know, I took it off and walked, walked to the room, just took it off, and went straight to sleep."

……

Ling Xuanji's eyes flickered a few times, and he asked in a calm voice, "You know your own gender, don't you?"

"Ah!" Mo Xiaoxian patted his head: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot again, I'm not a man anymore."

……

Ling Xuanji nodded calmly: "That's right, you are not a man now."

Mo Xiaoxian sighed: "It was Immortal Fuli who told me that I knew my gender. Tell me, why did I always think that I was a boy?"

Ling Xuanji's eyes were calm and unwavering: "Because you are stupid."

……

You are stupid, you are stupid all around you!
Mo Xiaoxian's face had a big hehe: "Good night."

"Wait a minute." Ling Xuanji stopped her: "I will order someone to make new ones for you."

"No, I'm used to it, I can't wear girls' outfits."

"..." Ling Xuanji turned his eyes away lightly, pushed the door and walked into the room, not guilty at all.

Mo Xiaoxian yawned, put on his men's clothes frankly, and went back to his room to sleep.
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The next morning, Mo Xiaoxian was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, when he felt a cold, the quilt was thrown up.

(End of this chapter)

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