When the black-bellied fox Gong meets the cold, gorgeous and cute Shou

Because there is still a city distance between Chu Jiang and Jiadi City, the capital of Nanying Kingdom, and the time limit given by the Master of the State Teacher is not much.Yu Wenlie is not stupid, he was already on guard when he knew that Gu Shaoqing and Gu Xingzhi were in Mu Feng now, even though he managed to find out the person who took Yu Wenlie from Tongguo, he also diverted part of Yu Wenlie's attention to Mu Feng Domestic, but after all, it can only temporarily delay his gaze, and the most important blow should be given by Yu Wenyi and Fox.

What's more, the second baby, Mo Qianfan, has just arrived at the capital of Luo Ming country, and those countries that don't help Yu Wenlie must be eyeing them.

No one knows how long this three-point situation can last under such circumstances.

The only thing they understand is that there is not much time, and the only way to avoid this war is to finish their own affairs quickly.

For the route on the fox side, at least Yu Wenyi has agreed to form an alliance. As long as there are no accidents and the group can reach Jiadi City safely, that is half the battle.

Relatively speaking, Mo Qianfan, who had just arrived in the capital, seemed particularly complicated.

To confirm whether a country is supporting Yuwen Lie with supplies, one only needs to notice that a country's troops or even food and grass have been slightly transferred.But in Er Baobao's opinion, he is still capable and handy in this matter.

The only difficulty now is how to persuade or use other methods to prevent him from continuing to help Yu Wenlie, or... to contain him and prevent him from helping Yu Wenlie in time. This is a bit difficult.

After all, when doing this kind of thing, it is often necessary to set in the worst direction. If it is assumed that Shui Chen and Luo Ming both help Yu Wenlie, and if the timing of their two countries quietly dispatching troops is different, even if he finds out Even if Mo Qianfan had 12 elite men at his disposal this time, he couldn't instantly kill their mighty army that was rushing to Nanying.

That's why he chose to use a civilized way to stop them before they sent troops.

Apart from Nan Ying, who has just joined the foreign country, among the other three countries, Luo Ming is the most prestigious country, except Beiyue, which has stated that it will not participate in the war.

What's more unfortunate is that Lord Luo Ming is the only person Mo Qianfan is familiar with in this foreign country—of course, if he beats the other party up, and the beating is not light, it can be regarded as a good thing. If you are friendly...

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The capital of Luo Mingguo was sealed off.

The calm surface of the river reflects the lights of thousands of houses, brightly shining.The green wicker hangs low to the river, swaying slightly with the breeze, disturbing the calm water surface, sparkling.

At this moment, the white stone bridge across the river was full of pedestrians.

I saw them lying on the edge of the railing that reached to their chests, squeezing one by one, as if they were afraid of missing something, they squeezed wherever there was a gap, one by one, all stretched their necks in unison, and went there. Jiang Mian looked over.

"I heard that all the women in Fengdu are delicate and soft, with a touch of elegance in their charm." Stretching out his slender, white fingers, he gently pushed aside the weeping willows in front of him, and the young man in blue turned his hand away to close the folding fan in his hand, Looking up at the surface of the river, where the light and water meet, those connected, gorgeous and beautifully lit painting boats, a pair of romantic peach blossom eyes lightly swept across the painting boat, a woman wearing a veil quietly playing the piano, As well as the graceful and jumping woman in light clothes next to her, after a while, she turned her eyes to look at a young man in dark red clothes standing behind him, and said to him with a smile, "Madam, it seems that we are here very happily." Is it time?"

The young man in a dark red robe stepped out of the darkness, and cast a pair of dark red eyes at the painting boat on the river: "Is that your person?"

"How can it be? If my husband guesses correctly, then the two women in the front are Shu Zi and Ming Yan, the double oirans in the Ziyan Pavilion, the largest brothel in Fengdu." Mo Qianfan said, and put Ning Pulling Luoying into his arms, he turned around and pressed him against the trunk of a willow tree beside him. His slender fingers lightly slid across the side of Ning Luoying's face, pinching his jaw, Mo Qianfan Xiemei She smiled and asked him an inexplicable question, "A Ying, do you think they look good?"

"Qian..." Ning Luoying was about to call Mo Qianfan's name, but met his eyes, and seeing the faint smile in his eyes, he understood that he wanted him to keep silent.

Between them, just a look in the eyes can make the other party understand quickly, so, Ning Luoying licked her cherry red lips, and fell silent.

"Ma'am." A deep and pleasant voice sounded above his head, his tightly pursed lips were pushed away, and he gently rubbed his thumb on his lower lip, Mo Qianfan looked down into his eyes, Still reflecting the lights at night, "Are you inviting me?"

"No... um..." The word Mo Qianfan judged to be redundant was swallowed by him mercilessly.

The outstretched hand was still holding the saber Mo Qianfan gave him, but Mo Qianfan raised his hand to hold his fingers, and together with the saber, pressed them to the side of his body. Just as Ning Luoying's hand When it was put back to the side, a human voice suddenly came from not far away.

A small piece of bright light shone from a place not far from them, but for some reason, it was quickly moved away.

Immediately afterwards, a slight muffled sound sounded from the fire just now, as if someone had been knocked on the head.

"How many times have I told you that we came here to meet His Majesty... Young Master, until the Young Master comes back, we have to hide here and wait for him. No lanterns are allowed, and no one is allowed to find out! You fool, not only Lighted the lantern, and even lifted the lantern to illuminate it! You really..." A middle-aged man's voice sounded from there, and his words were full of hatred.

"I... there is someone over there, I thought it was His Majesty... the young master is back..." At this moment, a faltering young man's voice sounded.

"That's a young couple looking for fun. Don't you see that they are making out? Besides, every time the young master calls us to pick him up, does he come back on time? Stupid!" the middle-aged man cursed again.

"I... But isn't the young master also so contemptuous of the little beauty?" The young man continued to falter, his voice was quite low, but it made people feel very confident, as if he did all these things with a solid foundation .

"I don't want to tell you, go away, boy, if you don't leave, I will kill you..." The middle-aged man seemed to have given up reasoning with the boy named Xiaotong.

"I won't go! I...Boss, young master, young master, look, it's the young master who has returned." The young man said, using the unextinguished lantern in his hand to shine on the willow tree where Mo Qianfan and the others were.

"Bang!" There was another light sound, accompanied by the slight tremor of the fire in the lantern, the young man who was very excited just now was covering his forehead and whimpering softly: "Why did you hit me again?"

Blowing out the lantern that he snatched from his hand, the middle-aged man cast a sidelong glance at the boy who was squatting on the ground, and walked towards Mo Qianfan and the others without speaking to him.

Mo Qianfan followed the direction they had been looking at before, turned around and looked to the side.

I saw a luxuriously dressed young man walking towards here from a hidden path by the river.

The aristocratic young man was dressed magnificently, but not vulgar, with long black hair laid obediently behind him, fair skin, handsome facial features, and the moonlight seemed to stay between his eyebrows, looking bright.

The moonlight shone from behind him, casting a layer of silver light around him.It made him feel like a god descended...

Of course, if he hadn't tripped over the grass and vines on the ground just as he walked up to Mo Qianfan, and fell into an indescribable posture...

Because he fell close to Mo Qianfan's side, the place where his upper body was lying on his stomach was just a little to the side of Mo Qianfan.

Not far away, the middle-aged man rushed over with someone.

And the young man raised his hand and grabbed Mo Qianfan's clothes naturally.

"At this time, shouldn't you reach out to help me?" The young man asked Mo Qianfan while grabbing Mo Qianfan's robe.

"Why should I help you?" It was getting late, and the surrounding area was completely dark except for the lights and the moonlight.Mo Qianfan lowered his eyes and looked at the noble young master who was clutching his robe, lying on the ground and looking up at him, his peach blossom eyes were shining with brilliance.

"Because I am..." The noble young master stopped talking halfway.

At this time, the second fox of the Mo family chuckled lightly, stretched out a hand, and asked the young master to use his strength.

"Young Master, are you alright?" At this time, the middle-aged man arrived with his people, and when he saw your young master, he knelt down on the ground as if his legs were weak.

"What are you afraid of? My father won't kill you just because I fell down." The noble young man curled his lips and walked from Mo Qianfan to the middle-aged man.

Seeing him walking with a limp, Mo Qianfan looked at his back and wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh out loud, but bent the corner of his lips evilly, and opened the folding fan smoothly with one hand. Close up.

"I helped you, don't you want to thank you?"

"Okay, thank you." The young man was supported by the middle-aged man and walked a few steps. After hearing Mo Qianfan's words, he turned around again and thanked without raising his head.

"There is no sincerity at all." In fact, the second fox of the Mo family didn't care about thanking him, he just cared a little bit, he only kissed half of the beauties, just because the nobleman was interrupted, but Even so, he just teased him casually, without any superfluous meaning. After saying this, he took Ning Luoying's hand, turned around and walked towards the path behind the young master.

"Wait, wait." When Mo Qianfan passed by the noble young master, the noble young master suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

Stopping to look at his young master, Mo Qianfan put on his standard indecent smile and asked him, "What's the matter? Want to thank you sincerely?"

"No." The young man turned around, faced Mo Qianfan, looked up into his eyes and said, "Did you recognize me a long time ago, Mo Qianfan?"

"No." Mo Qianfan gently tugged back his sleeves, and added, "Until just now, I was just skeptical, not sure."

"Sure enough, you were deliberately playing with me just now!" The noble young master didn't know if he was irritated by Mo Qianfan, so he stretched out his hand and attacked Mo Qianfan's face.

He raised his hand to open the folding fan and spread his hands apart, let the folding fan lightly circle around his wrist, then closed it again, held the closed folding fan and tapped his wrist up and down a few times, dispelling the pain. With his moves, Mo Qianfan smiled casually and said: "Why, I haven't seen you for many years, and I came to see you, so you welcome me like this?"

"Welcome? Hmph, you are outnumbered when you arrive at the young master's territory. Look at this time, the young master will beat you into a pig's head!" Seeing that his right hand was restrained by Mo Qianfan a few times, the noble young master was very upset. A little unhappy, he quickly stretched out his other hand to dismantle Mo Qianfan's moves. Although he knew that he had no chance of winning if he continued like this, he couldn't lose face if he lost with his skills, so even if he couldn't beat him, he still let it go. He said harsh words.

"Really?" When Mo Qianfan heard it, he became interested, and once again removed the young master's moves, he leaned over in front of him, and said with a smile, "Then, I will take good care of you... Luo Mingguo's... Your Majesty."

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