Lonely King and Widow

第1146章 坑深212米1波未平1波又起

Chapter 1146 The pit is 212 meters deep
Some distance away from the golden tent of Prince Su He, Mo Jiu burst out laughing.

From a serious face to an inexplicable smile, the hairs of everyone in the entourage stood on end.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Why are you so happy?"

Mei'er was obviously the one who cared the most about their girl, and she took the first small step forward to send her a warm greeting. Although Mo Wang didn't say anything verbally, he still looked at her with concern. Only Xiao who followed silently The eldest son, leading Chi Xi, rode slowly on the horse, with an expression of looking foolish.

"Happy things, where you are happy."

Mo Jiu was lazily holding the horse's rein, ignoring the gazes of others, suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, said "drive", put his legs on the horse's back, and galloped the horse for a long distance, waiting for several people to catch up in a panic, She just answered with a smile.

"If you step through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!"

Turning her head, she winked at Mei'er with a sly smile on her face.

"Say, girl, should I laugh or not?"

Mei'er scratched her head and looked at her in bewilderment.

"Iron shoes? ... where are there iron shoes?"

At the beginning, she did not participate in the "secret meeting" in the golden tent, so she had no idea what Mo Jiusuoyun was.But Mo Wang probably knew that she went to Yinshan this time to find the mysterious valley of death and to find Song Ao and Peng Xin.Although he didn't interrupt the whole conversation with Su He's son in the tent today, it can be heard from Su He's words that both Song Ao and Peng Xin are in his hands.

however……

Frowning, he asked: "Xiao Jiu thinks that Su He's words are credible?"

Mo Jiu hummed a little tune, looked up at the stars in the night sky, with an intoxicated expression on his face, where did he get any worries?
"I believe it! Of course I believe it! Anyway, it's not easy for a dignified son to wear such a mask to pretend to be a shaman. How could he smash his own signboard casually? Right."

"..." Is this the same thing?

Mo Wang glanced at her silently, and followed her quietly for a while, seeing her non-stop singing and swaying posture, her excitement was a little abnormal, and then slowly brought the horse closer to her side, using the horse so small that it couldn't be more In a small voice, she asked her, "What kind of person does Xiao Jiu think that Prince Su He is?"

"What do you think, brother?" Mo Jiu asked back.

"It's not easy." Mo Wang pondered, "You can't believe it easily."

Mo Jiu raised her eyebrows, seeing his serious face, couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother, have you noticed that he is a bit like an old friend?"

"Old friend? What old friend?"

Mo Wang was obviously taken aback by her words.

Mo Jiu smiled slightly, and said playfully, "Strictly speaking, he is an acquaintance."

Slightly squinting his eyes, Mo Fan looked at Mo Jiu's extremely lively appearance, and repeatedly recalled the process of meeting Su He in the golden tent. After a long while, he still shook his head, "Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize it. Xiao Jiu , how about Mingshi?"

Seeing that he really didn't notice, Mo Jiu laughed and stroked his hair casually.

"Haha, keep it secret for the time being. Because I'm not sure, but I believe that the truth will be revealed soon."

On the prairie, the night wind was cool, Mo Jiu smiled at Mo Jiu after he finished speaking, but he rode ahead and walked up a small hillside by the river bank, watching the river water gleaming white under the moonlight, like Like a belt inlaid with jade, the mood is extraordinarily beautiful, and the depression that has been suppressed in the bottom of my heart for a long time is finally relieved.

(End of this chapter)

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