It didn't exist before, and it won't exist in the future.

Mo Yan didn't feel relieved because of this, on the contrary, he was in a more complicated mood, staring at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to burn her with fiery eyes.

If it can be solved, it doesn't matter?

If you can solve it, you don't care?

She's protecting him.

Mo Yan realized this, and in her way, quietly and silently guarded him.

Her feelings for him may not be as plain as she appears.

Perhaps, already deep.

It's just that she never says it.

"Who is your eldest brother and where does he live now?" Zi Qianmo asked coldly.

She hopes to find the killer soon.

After eradication, she and Mo Yan will be able to obtain a short period of peace during their time in Beilan Kingdom.

Since he has been targeted by the prince of Zhongzhou and the queen of Zhongzhou, it is almost impossible to have long-term peace.

Mo Dong looked at Zi Qianmo with a dying gaze, and the corners of his lips hooked up a self-deprecating arc.

Mandible movement.

Ziqian Mo is a healer and is particularly sensitive to the musculoskeletal body of the human body.

Mo Dong's action was either to bite his tongue and kill himself, or to swallow the poison hidden between his teeth.

Zi Qianmo quickly made a move, took a step forward, and suddenly buckled Mo Dong's mandible, and dislocated his chin as soon as he took it off.

In between Mo Dong's teeth, there was indeed a poison sac the size of a grain of rice, blue.

Zi Qianmo's shallow eyes narrowed slightly, and with a strong side shot, he slapped out the blue poison sac, with the help of a handkerchief, the silver needle broke through, and the blue venom came out first-class, exuding a unique light fishy smell.

"The juice of blue sumwood, the poison of Middle-earth, can kill people in three breaths."

Zi Qianmo quickly made a judgment.

Mo Yan looked at Mo Dong with a mocking tone, and looked at Mo Dong with a smile: "Your eldest brother prepared it for you." He's not very good to you. ”

The eldest brother who normally cares about his younger brother very much, where will he prepare this for his younger brother.

This is the Killer's Pavilion, or the Dead Warrior's Pavilion, where the master often prepares things for the killer and the Dead.

Mo Dong's chin was lifted, and he couldn't speak clearly: "You...... Winter...... System...... ......"

He is for the Mo clan.

For the great empire of Middle-earth!

Glory even though you die!

"Little Momo."

"Huh?"

"You go to my office first and rest for a while." Mo Yan's voice was low and mellow, like an ancient phoenix tail, "The next process is a bit cruel and not suitable for girls to watch." ”

"Okay."

Zi Qianmo didn't have any objections and agreed.

It seems that Mo Yan is going to be ruthless.

Zi Qianmo went to the office and sat down and drank a cup of tea.

found that the lily of the valley flower that was originally placed on the edge of the windowsill was changed by Mo Yan and placed on the desk, a very correct position.

If you are working at a desk, you can see it immediately when you look up.

A rich fragrance that lingers on the nose.

It makes people's mood involuntarily better.

Zi Qianmo's eyes couldn't help but feel a little warmer.

Her beloved flowers.

He loved her.

So, he will also be kind to her flowers.

This bottle of lily of the valley has a special meaning for her. It was the first time she took the initiative to give a flower to the opposite sex in nearly 5,000 years, inexplicably, to let it live a little longer, and it was best to bloom undefeated.

Zi Qianmo took out a spiritual liquid from the Purple Luo Ancestor Space Ring.

A drop of verdant green, full of life, leads into the rhizome of the lily of the valley in the vase.