Married and Obedient to the Husband

Lavender smoke rose into the sky, scattered in the sky for a long time.

After a long time, a group of martial arts people surrounded the secluded corner.

"Sect Master."

"Do your best to find Qing'er." Yan Mo took out the Qinglong jade pendant from his arms, "Whoever can find Qing'er, this Qinglong Token belongs to him." The faces of the people in Qinglongmen looked at Yanmo in surprise With the Azure Dragon Token in their hands, everyone's faces burst into strange brilliance, staring at the Azure Dragon Token.

The power of the Azure Dragon Order is too great, and all the disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect are eager to try.

Give an order, the members of the Qinglong Sect passed on their messages, and soon the news of finding the young master was sent back to Yanjiabao. Whoever can find Qing'er can get the Qinglong Order. Uproarious.

However, the elders of the Yan Family Fort who got the news were furious, "Nonsense, Qinglong Order is no joke."

Qingxuan, one of the elders, was furious, and the other elders also looked angry. Yan Mo's action had already violated the Yanjiapu Great Precept, but Yan Mo couldn't care less.

Yan Mo looked at the scattered doormen, at the empty street, subconsciously grasped his heart with his fingers, as if his heart was severely disturbed by something, and the pain was severe.

At this moment, Yanmo would rather Qing'er mess around in front of him, would rather Qing'er be mischievous, and would rather not be able to find Qing'er in such a daze.

Yan Mo raised his head and looked around, the bustling Jingdu became empty in his eyes, and the loss of Qing'er made Yan Mo lose his heart too.

Yanmo took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Qing'er's loss must have something to do with the Xifan people. other?

Yanmo's mind was in a mess, and he walked back to Ye Wuchang's other courtyard in Jingdu with messy steps. The other courtyard was very quiet, there was no sound of Qing'er's frolicking, everything seemed to have stopped.

He wants to find Ye Wuchang, Ye Wuchang is connected with the Xifan people, maybe he can find Qing'er through him.

Yanmo walked towards the room where he and Ye Wuchang lived together, and just about to open the door to enter, but Yanmo was stunned by the laughter of the woman in the room.

"Brother Ye, Yilin likes you very much." Na Yilin sat straddling Ye Wuchang with messy clothes, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and her face was flushed.

And Ye Wuchang held Na Yilin with both hands out of breath, and buried his head in her chest.

With a thunderbolt under the blue sky, Yanmo stared at everything in the house in surprise. The door was half open, and Yanmo just stood there blankly. Ye Wuchang heard the voice, raised his head, glanced at Yanmo sharply, and then Keep taking it back.

Na Yilin turned her head, gave Yan Mo a provocative look, and deliberately raised her chin and pulled down her clothes, revealing the ambiguous purple marks on her body.

"Brother Ye, do you like me?" Na Yilin looked at Yan Mo provocatively, with a coquettish smile on the corner of her mouth, and wrapped her hands around Ye Wuchang's neck, and asked tenderly.

"I... like you." The traces of flames on Ye Wuchang's face became more vivid, like a ghostly fire, burning strangely.

"Did you hear that? What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get out of Brother Ye and I's room." Na Yilin's expression turned, and she scolded Yanmo coldly.

Yan Mo took two steps back, his whole body went limp, and his eyes turned black, what the hell is going on.

Why did so many things happen when I woke up today, Qinger was lost, and his beloved Ah Rui also changed his heart.

Yan Mo retreated step by step, no it must be a dream, it was a nightmare, maybe after waking up from the dream, everything will be fine, Yan Mo turned around and left the room like a walking dead.

The sunlight in the courtyard was a bit dazzling, Yan Mo suddenly raised his toes, his body was as light as a swallow, and he touched a willow branch with his toes, he stretched out his hand and folded it, and the willow branch broke.

Yanmo held the willow branch, floating in the air like a fairy from the dust, the breeze blew up his clothes, and his long hair fluttered.

Holding the willow branch, Yanmo desperately rehearsed all his martial arts from beginning to end. It was not until he was panting from exhaustion and the child in his stomach protested that Yanmo realized that it was not a dream.

In the room, Ye Wuchang's expression was sometimes confused and sometimes sober, as if he was struggling violently.

Na Yilin smiled alluringly, and put her arms around Ye Wuchang's neck again, "Brother Ye, Yilin likes you."

"Me." Ye Wuchang shook his head fiercely, but Na Yilin in front of him looked like Yanmo.

As if Yanmo was talking to him, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows, "Impermanence, I like you."

The fragrance from the other party's body at the tip of the nose caused Ye Wuchang's body to react violently again. The feeling was very uncomfortable, and the desire flowed away from the limbs of the body, but he couldn't find a way to rush out.

Na Yilin saw that Ye Wuchang's expression was in a state of confusion, her eyes were not as sharp as before, she looked at him dully, smiled and moved closer, her lips fell on Ye Wuchang's lips.

Ye Wuchang's body suddenly trembled violently, and then Na Yilin looked at Ye Wuchang's hand holding her neck in surprise, and called out in panic, "Brother Ye."

Ye Wuchang's eyes turned red, like an enraged beast. His whole body trembled, and he violently pushed Na Yilin to the ground. Under Na Yilin's frightened eyes, Ye Wuchang suddenly threw a fierce up.

His head hurts, as if the pear is about to open, and the buzzing sound of chanting in his head makes him have a headache.

And the body is as if it is not his own, very hot, like a traveler trapped in the desert with no water source, his whole body is hungry and thirsty, longing for the nectar of rain.

Mo'er, Mo'er, where are you?I need you.

Ye Wuchang screamed desperately in his heart, the annoying voice like a monk chanting a mantra still echoed in his mind, Ye Wuchang's eyes suddenly brightened, he saw Yanmo smiling at him, then rushed forward, hugged him, Kissed his lips.

With a bang, the last line of defense in Ye Wuchang's heart collapsed instantly.

He desperately hugged the other party back, and then suppressed the other party under his body, like a wild beast, desperately tearing the other party's clothes, and then desperately possessing the other party.

Yanmo danced the sword for a while, and finally stopped. His lower abdomen felt a little uncomfortable. Yanmo adjusted his internal breath, and his dantian was warmed up, and the child stopped making fuss.

Yanmo finally calmed down, the appearance of Ye Wuchang just now seemed abnormal.

Yanmo recalled the situation just now, it seems that Ye Wuchang didn't recognize him, did Na Yilin drug Ye Wuchang?

Thinking of this possibility, Yanmo turned his head and left, he rushed towards Ye Wuchang's room.

However, what he saw was a passionate scene that cannot be described in words. Ye Wuchang was pressing on Na Yilin's body, and Na Yilin's legs were slutty around Ye Wuchang's waist, twisting her hands that could not be grasped. Waist limbs, a shallow groan sounded from his mouth.

Looking at the two limbs that were desperately entangled, Yan Mo was trembling all over. Although Ye Wuchang might have been drugged, but if...

At this moment, Yan Mo saw Ye Wuchang raised his head, looked in his direction, and called out, "Mo'er."

It turned out that he had been sober all along. It turned out that he recognized himself. Thanks to himself, he thought he had been drugged, and why did he stay here?

He turned around and walked away without looking back.

He is not his A Rui, not the A Rui who loves him, he is Ye Wuchang, the leader of the Demon Cult, Ye Wuchang.

Why can't I always tell the truth.

Yanmo has no nostalgia, no turning back, Jingdu and his party will definitely prevent Ye Wuchang from assassinating Emperor Ye, whether it is for A Rui or Gao Li, Qing'er will find a way to get it back by himself.

Then go back to Yanjiabao, and never go down the mountain again for the rest of your life.

Yan Mo lost his mind, and walked out of this other courtyard without looking back. When he was leaving, he met Yu Luozhi. Seeing that Yan Mo's expression was wrong, Yu Luozhi reached out to stop Yan Mo, "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?" gone."

Yanmo stopped walking, his face was still pale, but there was a touch of stubbornness and coldness, "Young Master Yu, Qing'er has been lost. If possible, I hope you will pay attention to me and find Qing'er's whereabouts as soon as possible."

"Have you told the leader about this? How could Qing'er be lost? He just came to Jingdu, could he be a human trafficker?" Yu Luozhi couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he heard that Qing'er was lost. After all, that kid is quite interesting. , very attractive.

"No need." Yan Mo flicked his sleeves, his voice was cold, "I think your leader is very busy and probably won't be free. I'll figure out how to do this myself. I'm leaving here today. I'll see you in the future."

After Yanmo finished speaking, without giving Yu Luozhi a chance to speak, he instantly turned into a shooting star and flew far away until he could no longer see it.

Yu Luozhi stood there blankly, wondering, "What's wrong?"

Heng Qiushui came after Yan Mo's figure. He saw Yan Mo lost his mind just now, so he wanted to come forward to take care of him, but he saw such a scene.

That leader must be blind. Mr. Yan is the best in appearance, character, martial arts and literary talent, yet he would abandon Mr. Yan and fool around with that Na Yilin.

Heng Qiushui thought unhappily, and then thought that Ye Wuchang and Yu Luozhi belonged to the Demon Cult, so he didn't have a good look towards Yu Luozhi.

With a cold snort, "Your Demon Sect members are all bad guys, big bastards who see things differently and change their minds."

After Heng Qiushui finished cursing, he turned his head and left, and Yu Luozhi immediately caught up with him with a playful smile, "Qiu Shui, I don't want to change my mind."

Heng Qiushui ignored him, people like Yu Luozhi probably never had sincerity.

"Xiao Qiushui, why are you angry again?" Yu Luozhi followed Heng Qiushui perseveringly.

"Don't follow me." Heng Qiushui suddenly stopped, glaring at Yu Luozhi, "You don't like me, why do you always pester me."

"Who said I don't like you." Yu Luozhi hugged Heng Qiushui into his arms with a smile, imprisoned him in his arms roguely, and said softly, "Of course I like you, otherwise I wouldn't be like this Think hard."

Heng Qiushui became even angrier after hearing this, and suddenly kicked Yu Luozhi's calf fiercely, glaring at him with angry eyes, "A person like you will never understand these two words in his life."

Heng Qiushui broke away from Yu Luozhi's embrace, and then pointed to the position of his heart, "Because you have no heart, you have always been hypocritical to others, and if you treat others with hypocrisy, naturally you will not get their sincerity." .”

After Heng Qiushui said this, he seemed still not relieved, and kicked Yu Luo again, then turned his head and left angrily.

Yu Luozhi stared at Heng Qiushui's back in a daze.