"Brother Mo!" Xuan Yue shouted in surprise and chased after him. The man with a black face with a woodcut face instantly turned around as if he had returned to his soul.

"You... are you a girl from Xuanyue?" Mo Sandao, a black-faced man, turned around and looked at Xuanyue excitedly. Xuanyue took off the veil, and the pretty face like Zhan Ruoyue was revealed, with tears flashing in his eyes: "Brother Mo, it's me!"

"My sister Xuanyue, it's really you!" Mo Sandao opened his hands excitedly and quickly met him, but stopped halfway, looking at Xuanyue a little at a loss: "It's fine as long as it's fine... It's fine as long as it's fine!"

Xuan Yue nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "Brother Mo, how are you doing these days?"

"I... I'm fine!" Mo Sandao was watching Xuan Yue, and he didn't know where to put his hands. Zhao Yao couldn't help but turn his head and laugh secretly. Mo Sandao was honest and honest, and seemed to be respectful and loving to Xuan Yue's sister. He had a good cultivation level and was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but he was a little older.

Han Yun couldn't stand it anymore. If it weren't for Mo Sandao's care for Xuan Yue for more than two years, Han Yun would have come forward to make trouble.

"Yaoyao, let's go!" Han Yun reached out to hold Zhao Yao's tenderness and strode away. Seeing that Han Yun's face was not very good, Zhao Yao sighed in her heart, and obediently allowed Han Yun to lead him away, turning her head and said, "Sister Xuanyue, let's take a step first!"

Seeing this, Xuan Yue couldn't help but become anxious. She wanted to chase after him immediately, but she couldn't leave Mo Sandao alone. It was just a dilemma. Seeing that Xuan Yue's expression was wrong, Mo Sandao looked at Han Yun's back with a hostile look: "My sister Xuanyue, who is that person?"

Xuan Yue looked uneasy and said stammeringly: "He...he is the one I bought!"

Mo Sandao's expression changed, and a murderous aura burst out from his body. He was about to catch up with Han Yun when he was about to catch up with Han Yun. Xuan Yue was shocked and hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Mo, what do you want to do?"

"My sister Yue, don't stop me. I'll redeem you from him!" Mo Sandao said anxiously. Xuan Yue showed a strange look on her face and lowered her head and said, "Brother Mo, that bad guy spent 85,000 spirit stones. Where did you get so many spirit stones?"

Mo Sandao's face froze, and he had less than 10,000 spirit stones on his body.

"Brother Mo, don't make things difficult, actually...I" Xuan Yue was about to explain the matter clearly, but Mo Sandao suddenly held Xuan Yue's hand and said, "Then let's escape now and leave Qifeng City!"

Xuan Yue didn't expect that Mo Sandao, the honest and honest man, suddenly dared to hold his hand. If it were a year ago, he would have been following him, but now Han Yun appears in front of him again. Xuan Yue found that the emotions that have been buried deep for more than two years have come more than turbulent than ever before.

"Brother Mo, that's not possible!" Xuan Yue blushed her hand back. Mo Sandao mustered up the courage to hold Xuan Yue's hand for the first time, but she was so nervous that she sweated. At this time, Xuan Yue broke away suddenly. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous and said a little nervous: "Why can't it? Did that person place a ban on you? Or... he has bullied you!" Mo Sandao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his spiritual power was stimulating, attracting many passers-by to look at him.

Xuan Yue stomped her feet in a hurry and said, "Brother Mo, what are you talking about! He didn't place a ban on me, nor... no... no... others!"

Mo Sandao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good, let's escape from the city quickly. At worst, you can hide in Lingyue City, Lanyue City, or go to Shanhe Realm!"

Xuan Yue bit her cherry lips lightly and said, "Brother Mo, actually...I don't want to leave!"

Mo Sandao looked at Xuan Yue, his face slowly dimmed, and his voice trembled, "My sister Xuan Yue, tell Brother Mo, do you... have you fall in love with that kid?"

Xuan Yue lowered her head with a slightly red face and said silently. Mo Sandao's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Miss Xuanyue, I have been with you for more than two years. It's not enough for you to know that kid for two months. You... do you like him as rich, right? You like spirit stones, brother can earn money without any chance! Come with me, okay?" He said that, and then he reached out and wanted to hold Xuanyue.

Xuan Yue couldn't help but take two steps back, shook her head with a pale face and said, "Brother Mo, it's not what you think. In fact... he... he is the hateful bad guy I mentioned to you. People hate him, but they can't forget it..."

"Is he that Han Yun?" Mo Sandao's face was slightly dumbfounded. Xuan Yue nodded, nodded lightly, and said a little apologetically: "Brother Mo, I'm sorry! Xuan Yue really..."

"Needless to say, I understand!" Mo Sandao turned around silently and walked away lonely. Xuan Yue's nose felt sour and she quickly chased after him: "Brother Mo..."

Mo San waved his hand without looking back: "Miss Xuanyue, you don't have to feel guilty, I'm fine! As long as you live happily!"

Two crystal tears finally slid down the corner of Xuanyue's eyes. He watched Mo Sandao's tall back walk away silently, and then turned around and left.

Han Yun sat at the stone table under the spirit gathering tree without saying a word, teasing an ant boredly, letting it climb along its left hand to its right hand, and then crawling back to its left hand from its right hand. Jiji squatted on the table and gnawed on the spirit stone beautifully, but his pure eyes looked curiously at the ant climbing up and down on Han Yun's fingers. Qingluan and Zihuang, who were so passionate, were walking casually, and combed their feathers from time to time. Zhao Yao practiced the imperial envoy's small golden scissors on the other side of the yard, and his beautiful eyes were also looking at Han Yun from time to time.

Han Yun calculated silently and said to himself: "In two cups of tea, if Xuan Yue doesn't come back, she will leave with Mo Sandao... stupid ant... you still can't escape!"

"Pig guy, Sister Xuanyue hasn't come back for so long, nothing will happen, right? Why don't you go find her?" Zhao Yao couldn't help but walk over and said softly. Han Yun raised his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to put his arms around Zhao Yao's slender waist and said, "What can happen? I'll come back sooner or later, I'm afraid I'll have already... cough!"

At this moment, Xuan Yue pushed open the yard door and walked in, looked at Han Yun and Zhao Yao, and walked back to his room silently with his head down.

Han Yun touched his nose and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I didn't run away with her brother Mo, otherwise my more than 80,000 spirit stones would be washed away!"

Zhao Yao gave Han Yun a faint look, patted Han Yun's restless hand, and said coldly: "I don't think you care about the more than 80,000 spirit stones!" After that, he turned around and continued to practice the imperial envoy Xiaojin Scissor.
Chapter completed!