Chapter 379: 1.379

Yas lay on the bed and coughed loudly, but his five fingers still tightly clasped the little girl's wrist and never let go.

When Mo Lian came in with her hands behind her back, she happened to see this coming out, and immediately she was out of breath, a slender black long sword with shining black light fell into his palm.

Without any explanation, he slashed at the left arm of the young Yasi with a sword.

Yas was not stupid, he would hide when he saw the sword light, and rolled into the bed.

As a result, the vertical and horizontal sword qi split the entire bed, and Yas rolled from the inside to the middle again, fell into the crack in the middle of the bed, coughed for a long time while clutching his chest, but was unable to crawl out.

Mo Lianfeng's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed across the black and slender sword in his hand, and he was about to slash at the young man again, when his arm was grabbed by Qiao Mu.

"Hahahaha!" The boy Ya Si leaned out half of his body from under the cracked bed board, and tilted his head proudly at Mo Lian, with a nasty expression of "Look, the little girl won't kill me for you".

"Why protect him?" Mo Lian turned her head to look at Qiao Mu, her expression was indistinguishable.

At that moment, the little face paralyzed seemed to be able to feel the anger of the young Mo Lian. He glanced at him inexplicably, and then said expressionlessly, "I have a new refined poison here, and I need him to try it. After the trial, I will give it a try." It's not too late to kill."

"Uh, cough, cough." Yas managed to get up from the ground, and when he heard the expressionless words of the little face, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, "Bastard woman, you! Cough, cough, cough."

Mo Lian smiled calmly, put away the slender black sword, took the little girl's little hand, and turned around.

"Wait a minute." Qiao Mu withdrew his little hand, tore off a piece of sleeve, threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

Behind the two of them, the wolf-like Yas boy stared at the little girl's back intently. If his eyes could penetrate her back, it is estimated that there is more than one hole in Qiao's body at this moment.

In Mo Lian's dark and flowing phoenix eyes, the light was even brighter, and he happily held the little girl's little hand again, curled his lips and smiled, "Why tear it up?"

"Dirty."

Mo Lian looked back lightly, looked coldly at Yas boy, parted her thin lips, and said silently: It's not yours, don't think about it!

Yas stared back angrily, but the other party had already retracted his gaze in disdain, and took the little girl's hand and left the room.

"Uh, cough, cough, cough!" A sharp pain hit his chest, Yas took a deep breath and bent down, his eyes fell fiercely on the sleeve that was stepped on by the little girl on the ground .

The sleeves were plain, and after stepping on them, there was a small and very obvious shoe print on the fabric.

The boy Yas suddenly rushed over like a furious tiger, clutching the pain in his chest, coughing loudly, struggled and crawled a few steps on the ground, and held the piece of cloth tightly in his hand.

The cloth came out from between his fingers, and he tightly held a small piece in his palm.

When Mo Lian and Qiao Mu went out holding hands, they saw Wei Nanfeng winking and smiling at them.

The young couple gave him a blank stare with unanimous expressions, and walked past him without seeing him.

Wei Nanfeng: ...

Brother was originally here to watch a good show! Don't be angry!

As soon as the two of them walked to the main hall, they saw the Lord Luge hurriedly approaching, begging to see Murong Xun.

"The patriarch of Yakdo is here. He brought two thousand strong men from the tribe, and the entire eagle team, waiting outside the city gate."