Lonely king and the widowed woman

Aunt LAN nervously grabbed her and fought with her. "Girl, how can life be good and how can life be good?"

Mo Jiu stared at the street without blinking. "Don't pull me. It's hot."

"..." aunt Lan thought the girl was crazy. She didn't understand at all. "Please help me..."

Mo Jiu stared at her, "well, what do I ask him to do? Don't you see that my lover has the upper hand?"

At this moment, Xiao Qian was still sitting quietly on the horse. Under a silver red hood, his face was handsome and indifferent. He was not annoyed by her saying "lover". He just picked his eyebrow slightly and drank coldly: "all step back."

Those forbidden troops who had suffered losses in Muru's hands gave a meal, quickly sang and retreated.

Mo wantonly received the flute, and Lang said in a voice, "Xiao envoy, you have a good spirit. This is to allow me to go by myself?"

Xiao Qian looked at him carelessly, brushed his sword and pointed to him: "how can I spare you if you kill the imperial court officials?"

Mo Wu sneered, "the loser surnamed Xie is worse than the traitor and thief. I killed him to eliminate harm for the people."

He killed Xie Bingsheng? Mo Jiu was surprised. After the letter, she also knew Xie Bingsheng's strange death method, which was cruel and abnormal. It was not like a aboveboard person like Mo Wang.

Besides, even if he wants to brutally kill Xie Bingsheng, why bother to dress him up as a woman?

She was doubting, but she listened to Xiao Qiandao, "isn't this kind of behavior discrediting the Mohist school?"

Mo Wu said, "the great Xia is for the country and the people. My Mohist children have always taken it as their duty to eliminate violence and settle down. They can allow the pickled animals to live to this day. They have adhered to the ancestral master's last words. They want to teach them with morality and convince them with reason. He is looking for his own way to death and wants to touch Mo Jiu. No wonder I......" after a brief pause, he said again: "Xiao Shijun is noble and upright. In order to make great contributions to fight against the people and West Vietnam, Mo Wang doesn't want to make it difficult for you. Today, I only take Mo Jiu."

Xiao Qian listened and smiled softly, but there was contempt in his eyes.

"You can beat me and take it away. On the contrary, you go with me."

Mo Wu laughed, "Xiao Sujun is cool and quick! Let's move."

Seeing that he was going to do it, Mo Jiu was a little excited.

Don't you all say that if two attacks fight, one will suffer. She is curious about who will win. She is also curious about Xiao Qian's skill in the end, in addition to damaging and poisoning.

But her eyes were bright, but the man was silent and didn't say a word. When he saw the reins shaking, he pulled his horse forward and jumped down with his sword. The silver red color added a lot of dust and depression to the stuffy air. But he let others eat enough dust, but he stood in the middle and was still gorgeous.

Annoying!

Mo Jiu covered his nose and watched the two fight.

The streets and alleys were originally in the busy city. There were people watching from a distance.

There were two people in the field. One red and one green were intertwined.

Everyone pointed, and Mo Jiu was also very interested and watched the excitement with a smile.

Aunt Lan was still more nervous than her boss, "girl, you hurry up and find a way to stop it?"

Mo Jiu shook his head lazily: "have you seen rhubarb dogs fighting? Can people shout?"

Aunt LAN is going crazy. She doesn't seem to want something to happen to Mo Wang: "then we have to do something?"

Mo Jiu frowned, thought seriously, and his eyes brightened, "yes."

Aunt LAN looked at her hopefully, but heard her say, "go to the snack shop in front and buy some melon seeds and peanuts. If you can, you can borrow a bench from the store so that we can sit here and eat and watch. Will it be much more comfortable?"

Aunt blue almost foamed at the mouth.

There was only a "clank" sound in the field. The two men who were fighting in one place looked at it together.

Mo Jiu said with a smile, "Hey, what do you see me doing?"

The two people still looked at her with unfriendly eyes, like looking at a psycho.

Mo Jiu rubbed the corners of his eyes and smiled more brightly, "Oh, ha ha, it's not kind to watch people fight and peel melon seeds and eat peanuts, is it? Don't worry, when melon seeds and flowers are born, I'll cheer for you!"

Everyone believed that sister Mo was absolutely crazy.

Xiao Qian was the first to react. The long sword pulled out a sword flower and stabbed at Mo Wu. With a "Zheng" sound, Mo Wu raised his Xiao to meet him. He turned around and didn't know where to touch the mechanism. A very small needle and arrow flew out of the Xiao. The needles and arrows all over the sky looked very beautiful. Flowers and rain spilled over, but he shot at Xiao Qian in a deadly manner.

Mo Jiu was surprised. Only Xiao would avoid. However, he saw him pull his cloak handsome. The silver red color jumped at the needle and arrow like a splash of ink, forming a gorgeous arc and involving the needle and arrow

"Ah!"

There was a scream everywhere, only a flash of God, and Xiao Qian's cold sword point had pointed to Mo Xu.

In these rounds, mojiu saw that Xiao Qian not only had the upper hand, but also was cunning.

It turns out that his cloak can not only protect against sun, but also deal with dense concealed weapons?

It seems that Mo Wang is going to suffer! On this thought, Mo Jiu had rushed over and Leng Buding stopped in front of Mo Wu.

"Hey, stop fighting..."

At the moment of lightning and stone fire, Xiao Qiansheng received his sword with an iron face.

But no one thought that Mo Jiu suddenly turned back and pulled a slap on Mo's face.

"Bastard, how can you do it for Xiao Shijun?"

Mo Meng was tied by him. He was stunned and nailed to the ground like a nail. He was at a loss.

Not only did he not understand, but the rest, including Xiao Qian, did not know what medicine was sold in her gourd?

Everyone was stunned and looked at Mo Jiu, but she coldly pushed Mo Wu. She looked at him fiercely and scolded, "you don't look at your face, eyebrow, nose, mouth and figure. Which is better than Xiao LIULANG? I have such a handsome guy who keeps his eyes every day. How can I run with you?"

What she said was a serious question.

Xiao Qian closed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Mo Meng seemed to have no solution. He stared at her eyes. The atmosphere was not good.

Mo Jiu had no time to think about what others would think of her. She angrily pushed Mo Wu, took a step forward and went further until she forced Mo Wu to "Deng Deng" back a few steps. Seeing that there was a distance from Xiao Qian, she suddenly turned around, stretched out her arms in front of Mo Wu, looked at Xiao Qian's suddenly discolored face and roared.

"Don't run!"