The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 493 Ling Tian, ​​request

"Heng, I heard a very shocking news just now. The person who has been secretly targeting us for so long is probably Ling Tian."

As soon as Sang Mo walked into Wan Chengheng's room, he bluffed to him who was standing by the window.

"Ling Tian? Ling Tian, ​​the son-in-law of the Ling Xing Kingdom's Concubine Mansion? Hasn't he already been executed by the Ling Xing Kingdom's monarch?"

Sang Mo's words also startled Wan Chengheng, who was not prepared for anything. He thought that that person should have died a long time ago.

But now Summer told him that the man was still alive and was watching them from the dark all the time, how could he not be horrified.Wan Chengheng felt that this made him more at a loss than anything else.

"But, this is what Zhuifeng told me after rescuing Ah Po and Qian Lan. Moreover, no one knows Ling Tian's gestures better than her."

It was not surprising for Sangmo to see Wan Chengheng's expression exactly the same as his before, and she would only be worse than him with such an expression.

"Zuifeng said, then, maybe it really is him."

Wan Chengheng knew when he heard Sang Mo say that Chasing the Wind, maybe nine times out of ten it was really Ling Tian. Thinking of this, his flat brows also knit into the word "Chuan".

"Heng, I think so, since if Ling Tian didn't die and set up a school of ghost shadows, then Qin Jiu's own son, and it can be seen when he was in the son-in-law's mansion that Ling Tian is very happy. If you care about Qin Jiu's son, then let's find a way to hold Qin Jiu in our hands, so that we can have a bargaining chip against Ling Tian."

Sang Mo had already thought of such a method on the way here. Ling Tian cared so much about Qin Jiu when he was in the son-in-law's mansion, so he must care a lot now.

Therefore, Sang Mo decided to hit the snake seven inches, and directly started from Qin Jiu. If he couldn't catch Qin Jiu, Ling Tian could still hide in the dark like this.

"We can even exchange Qin Jiu for Jimo Yu!"

Sang Mo did not forget that Tan Jiu and the others took the seriously injured Jimo Yu away. Sang Mo didn't intend to just let those people off like this, and she would definitely make Qin Jiu regret hurting her side any one of.

"Mo'er, let's put aside the matter of arresting Qin Jiu, I have something else to tell you."

While Sang Mo was thinking about all kinds of ideas about capturing Queen Qin Jiu, Wan Chengheng stood up and said that she disagreed with her proposal to capture Qin Jiu.

"Uh... what? Cough! Really, Heng, if you have something to say, just say it, there is nothing we can't say."

Sang Mo was stunned by Wan Chengheng's objection just now, but he quickly came back to his senses, so he didn't ask Wan Chengheng why he didn't agree to arrest Qin Jiu, and just waited for Wan Chengheng to talk about things first. .

"Mo'er, I hope you can practice Han Yuqin's mind well now."

Wan Chengheng didn't turn around and said what he wanted to say directly. It was after he thought about it for a long time that he absolutely asked Sang Mo in this way.

In fact, if speaking from a man's mood, Wan Chengheng didn't want to ask Sang Mo like this, as long as she was happy and worry-free every day, it would be a sunny day.

However, he still has the status of a priest of the Temple of Rhythm, and the responsibilities he shoulders make him not selfish and only think about himself. Therefore, he can only remind himself to do his duty and supervise the master of the temple to calm people's hearts and bring peace to the world.

"Heng, you mean now?"

Sang Mo was stunned by Wan Chengheng's words. For a moment, he didn't know whether he heard it wrong or Wan Chengheng said it wrong. He just didn't believe that Wan Chengheng would ask her to practice cold jade at this time. Qinxin method.

"Yes, it is now. I hope you can put all your thoughts on practicing Han Yuqin's mind method in the next period of time, and put everything else aside first."

Wan Chengheng looked at the unbelievable look on Sang Mo's face, and he also had an indescribable feeling in his heart that was pulling him. He knew that what Sang Mo was thinking and wanting to do was definitely not at this moment. Yuqin's mentality is one item, but he has to ask her to do so.

"What! Heng, but, if it is really Ling Tian and the others, we must make all preparations to resist. If I practice Han Yuqin's mental method at this time, what about them, you guys?"

Sang Mo has recovered from the stupefaction, and immediately wants to refute. She doesn't want to hide somewhere alone to practice the Han Yuqin mental method, but now she only thinks about how to make Ling Tian and his ghost Shadow Gate was chosen.

"Listen, Mo'er, those people, I have a way to deal with them, you can completely leave this to me, now you just need to practice Han Yuqin's mind as much as you can, because it is better than anything else. important."

Wan Chengheng stepped forward and grabbed Sang Mo's arm, Qingcheng's face was full of seriousness and pleading hidden in the depths of his silver eyes, all of which showed that Sang Mo had to do this matter.

"...Heng, isn't it, something big is going to happen again?"

Looking at Wan Chengheng who was so serious, Sang Mo suddenly calmed down, thinking about what Wan Chengheng said just now, coupled with his expression at the moment, if Sang Mo still can't find out that Wan Chengheng is hiding something, then she is A complete idiot.

"...Mo'er, you will know about it soon. I can't tell you anything now. This is my prohibition as a priest."

"And now, as the priest of the Temperament Hall, I am enlightening you, the master of the hall, to cultivate the Han Yuqin mentality, and I hope you will achieve great success."

Wan Chengheng saw that Sang Mo had already guessed something, so he didn't say any more, and took out his identity as a priest to strengthen Sang Mo's heart, and made her believe that there was absolutely a reason for her to do so.

"Okay. I promise you, Heng."

Seeing Wan Chengheng's righteous words and even not hesitate to use his identity as a priest to demand himself, Sang Mo knew the seriousness of the matter without thinking, so he didn't continue to persist in agreeing to the proposal to practice Han Yuqin's mental method.

"Mo'er, don't think too much. Things are not as bad as you imagined. What I can tell you is that as long as you practice Han Yuqin's mind well, things will be solved. Trust me."

Wan Chengheng knew that Sang Mo had listened to his words, but he still couldn't help but wanted to appease her surging heart, so he gently hugged her in his arms, giving her the most powerful strength.

"Heng, before practicing Han Yuqin's heart technique, I want to stay by Mo Yun's side for one night, is that okay?"

In Wan Chengheng's gentle arms, although he agreed to his proposal, Sang Mo still couldn't let go of Mo Yun who was still in a coma, and wanted to stay by his side, even for a night.

"Do you want to babysit him for the night?"

After hearing what Sang Mo said, Wan Chengheng felt sore in his heart, but he knew that there were some things he couldn't stop, so he could only try to let himself go.

"Well, Heng, Mo Yun has saved me many times, I don't want to ignore him like this when I know he is in trouble."

Although it is a kindness that cannot be forgotten, Sang Mo always seems to have a more positive feeling towards Mo Yun than to anyone else. Even though they have met each other only a handful of times, Sang Mo just can't stop himself from thinking about it. To get close to his thoughts.

"Well, okay, you can take care of him in his room tonight, and I will arrange a room for you to practice Han Yuqin's mind method tomorrow."

Wan Chengheng didn't refuse Sang Mo's request. He didn't want Sang Mo to practice Han Yuqin's mental method with his mind. It would only get twice the result with half the effort. This was not the result he wanted, because they didn't have much time to waste. .

"Well, thank you, Heng."

Sang Mo nodded in Wan Chengheng's arms, knowing that her sudden request must have disrupted all of Wan Chengheng's arrangements, but she will return the night of guarding Mo Yun, and she will never call Wan Chengheng Cheng Heng was somewhat disappointed.

In this way, at night, Sang Mo stayed by Mo Yun's side. Although he didn't know when he would wake up, Sang Mo was still reluctant to close his eyes and miss every second of seeing him.

In the past, it was always Mo Yun's hasty memories. At this moment, other people are in front of him, so what if he doesn't take a good look at it!In fact, apart from worry, Sangmo was full of joy.

"Mo Yun, I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'm very glad that you can come to me. I'm really, really happy."

Sang Mo reached out to hold Mo Yun's hand, put it on her cheek, and whispered how she felt when she saw him, and she wanted to tell him whether the other party could hear him or not.

"But, I'm very sorry, Mo Yun, I can't stay with you for too long, because I'm going to practice the Han Yuqin mentality tomorrow, because Heng said that I must practice the Han Yuqin mentality well before I can deal with Ling Tian and the others, so , I had to go, had to leave for a while."

Sang Mo could already foresee that he would not be able to practice Han Yuqin's heart method in a day or two. What's more, it seemed that the time he spent practicing the piano was getting longer and longer every time, so Sang Mo also I don't know when I will be able to practice well.

"I really miss the trick you used to instantly kill Ling Tian last time. It would be great if I had your skills, then ten Ling Tian would be nothing more than a piece of cake. Hey!"

Sang Mo murmured in a low voice, as if he wanted to tell Mo Yun everything he thought in his heart, without stopping. This was something he had never confided to anyone else.

However, as time passed, Sang Mo finally failed to hold back the call of the sleepy god, held Mo Yun's hand, and fell asleep with his head on his arm.

However, although Summer fell asleep, she saw the person she wanted to see in her dream.

"Summer."

"Who's calling me?"

In the dream, there was a vast white mist, and Sangmo didn't see anyone, but she heard someone calling her name very clearly, and the voice was unusually familiar.

"It's me, Summer, Mo Yun."

Across layers of white mist, Mo Yun's low-temperature clear voice came from the end.

"Mo Yun!"

"Where are you? Mo Yun!"

After hearing Mo Yun's voice, Sang Mo started to run in the white mist, looking for the direction of the sound, running fast, as if he wanted to see the owner of the sound urgently.

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