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"Bang!" There was a sound.

The ink was completely confused, but he remembered to hold Chu Wanning's hand tightly. He whispered "Wanning" anxiously, but he called too quickly, and the sound of the trees breaking in his ears was so noisy, Chu Wanning did not Didn't hear clearly.

Chu Wanning was so angry that he was using a sword to control a sword. What kind of sword was he using? Isn’t it better to run with your feet on the ground and on the eaves? You have to be rude!

The two of them fell to the ground. Mo Ran hit the ground first, and his back suddenly hit the rugged forest. Although he would not be injured, the pain was definitely there. But he lay on his back, watching the stars in the sky twinkling through the branches, and suddenly felt very happy——

Haha, fortunately the person who fell below was him, not Allen Chu.

He couldn't help laughing. Although Allen Chu hit his chest and hurt his ribs, he couldn't help but want to laugh even if it hurt. He bent his eyes, grinned, and had deep dimples. , full of obsession.

When Allen Chu looked up and saw him smiling like this, he couldn't help but get angry: "What are you laughing at?! Did you fall silly?"

Mo Ran took the opportunity to hold him and press him into his arms. Although it was inappropriate, at this time, he just wanted to raise his hand to touch Chu Wanning's hair.

If he thought this way, he would actually do it.

Chu Wanning was right, he probably really fell silly.

"Master..."

He rubbed Chu Wanning's hair, and the night seemed to have given him a key. The box that contained private love was opened, and the intimacy in his words could no longer be controlled and overflowed.

This call was so boring that Chu Wanning froze first, and then panicked. He hurriedly picked up his fierce majesty: "What are you shouting? You can also throw a sword, what a skill."

Mo Ran sighed softly, and finally touched his hair, cleared his throat and smiled bitterly: "Master is blaming me, please get up from me quickly."

Although what he was thinking in his heart was, Master, please lie in my arms for a little longer.

But such words obviously cannot be said.

Chu nightning had a dark face, stood up neatly, and pulled Mo Ran up by the way.

"How's it going?" He asked firmly, "Is it hurt anywhere?"

"It's okay." Mo Ran smiled, "I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I can withstand falls."

Chu Wanning was just about to say something when he suddenly found that there was a wilted flower on Mo Ran's head. It was probably knocked off when he fell down, and it happened to fall on the top of his hair. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your Brain..."

"Are you hurt?"

Mo Ran raised his hand and touched it, but it was fine.

"No, it's blooming."

Chu Wanning picked the flower with his hands and handed it to him expressionlessly. Mo Ran was a little embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head rather reservedly and shyly, his smile even brighter.

"..." Allen Chu turned his head and coughed lightly, "Since it's okay, let's move forward."

Mo Ran said: "Yu——"

"No control." Chu Wanning looked back angrily and glared, "Qinggong!"

"... Qinggong is Qinggong." Mo Ran waved his hand and reluctantly put the heavy sword back into the Qiankun bag.

However, the deeper you go into the forest garden, the denser the trees become. In fact, the speed of sword control is not as fast as Qinggong. Chu Wanning has good kung fu on his legs. He can skim the water and move very fast.

The cool breeze hit his face, slightly calming Mo Ran's unbearable excitement.

Chu Wanning's voice suddenly came from the front, his tone was very calm, and he asked very nonchalantly: "Song Qiutong has a mole on his leg, how did you know?"

Mo Ran was stunned and caught off guard. With a "bang", the majestic Grandmaster Mo hit his head on a pine tree again.

Allen Chu: "...Are you night blind?"

"Well, no." Mo Ran said, "Sorry, I'm a little absent-minded today."

Chu Wanning frowned slightly, then seemed to have figured out something, and was furious: "The mole on Song Qiutong's leg makes you think a lot, doesn't it? The most important thing for a cultivator is to have a pure heart and few desires. You are so shaken when you see beauty, What else should I repair?”

Mo Ran was speechless for a moment, but he felt that what Chu Wanning said was very reasonable, but Chu Wanning had mistaken the target. The beauty he was lusting after was not Song Qiutong, but the temperamental Junlie in front of him, his hair growling like a snow leopard. Angry man.

He sighed and looked at Chu Wanning with soft eyebrows: "Master, I don't like Miss Song's appearance. You think too much. She has a mole on her leg, which is also the person I heard from Xuanyuan Pavilion Auction House before. What I said is not what I saw with my own eyes, Master, don’t be angry.”

"What am I so angry about? ...Forget it, let me ask you, since Ye Wangxi is a woman, why is there no cinnabar on Song Qiutong's hands? This should not be a coincidence."

"It is indeed not a coincidence. Master, do you still remember the bracelet I gave to Song Qiutong before?"

"Um."

"There is a spell on that chain, which I created." Mo Ran paused, "It took four days, and the creation was not very good, but within a short period of time, as long as Song Qiutong wears the chain, it can cover The cinnabar dropped by the cold-scaled holy hand on her hand."

"..." Chu Wanning stopped talking, but his expression was a little ugly.

He felt that Mo Ran was hiding something from him.

Mo Ran has changed a lot over the years, and has learned 70% of his nosy temperament, but the so-called nosy means just helping each other when the road is uneven. It's too much to go through so much trouble, even to the point of creating a small spell to reveal someone's true face and prevent her from marrying into a Confucian family.

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