The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

The Ninth Prince, who had seen all kinds of strange things, was also shocked when he saw this. For the first time, it was the first time he saw a green onion grow out of someone's crotch.

There must be ghosts in it, could it be the ghosts of the people around me?But is there any way to make an onion grow quickly from a person?

Puzzled, Xi Mojiu adjusted his mentality, regained his stupid look, clapped his hands excitedly and said to Mo Ling, "Ling Ling is right, bad people really have bad rewards"

"Then do you believe that I am a good person?" Mo Ling took a sip of tea calmly.

"Ling Ling is not a bad guy." Xi Mojiu shook his head like a rattle, grabbed Mo Ling's clothes, and asked adoringly, "How did Ling Ling make the bad guy grow green?"

"This..." Mo Ling stepped forward pretending to be mysterious, and replied with a smile after Xi Mojiu was upset, "This is God's will, what has it to do with me."

"Hum..." Xi Mojiu thought it was Mo Ling who didn't want to tell him, so he turned his head in displeasure, and didn't forget to eat a piece of pastry before showing his temper.

Mo Ling was amused by his small appearance, he couldn't help but grabbed a few handfuls of Xi Mojiu's hair.He quickly coaxed and lied for a while, and promised to tell him later, so Xi Mojiu gave up.

Xi Mojiu, who was halfway through eating, suddenly stopped, his face was flushed and his legs were moving restlessly, he patted Mo Ling lightly, "Lingling, I want to pee"

"Go. Do you know where the hut is? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need, Jiu'er knows where it is. Ling Ling eat slowly, Jiu'er will be back soon." Xi Mojiu stood up, and quietly gave the tall Xiaoer a wink as he passed by.

Xiao Er nodded knowingly, he walked up to the handsome shop Xiao Er and whispered a few words, then walked into the backyard.

Xiao Er confirmed that there was no one around, and pushed open an inconspicuous small door.There was no light in the house, so it was pitch black and I couldn't see clearly.I saw a person with his hands behind his back and his body behind his back.

"Subordinates refer to the master." Xiao Er clasped his fists and knelt on the ground, saluting respectfully.

"Get up." The young man's voice is in the period of changing, the tone is a bit low, and it is a bit hoarse, and it sounds indescribably sexy.

Instead of pretending to be childish, Xi Mojiu felt at ease.

"Yan Yi, have you found out what this king asked you to investigate?"

Yan Yi bent down and cupped his fists, "Yes, master. The subordinates have found out all the information you want to check. The Mo Ling beside you has not been replaced by anyone, and just as you said, this young master Mo is really the same as the fourth prince. There is an unspeakable relationship."

"Oh?" The air pressure on Xi Mojiu's body dropped, like the wind in deep winter, it was bitingly cold.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, his eyes were cold, "Let's hear it"

"Yes" Yan revealed all the information he found, including when Mo Ling could walk, how old he could recite poetry, and who he had the closest relationship with.

"Mo Ling had met the Fourth Prince before falling into the water. The two seemed to have had a quarrel at the time, and they broke up unhappy."

Spotted a spat?

Xi Mojiu rubbed the emerald green finger on his index finger. He recalled Mo Ling's abnormality these days. If Mo Ling's falling into the water was related to Xi Fengzhe, or Mo Ling was caused by him to fall into the water, then his current temperament has changed greatly because he hates Xi Fengzhe, and To distance himself from him, or is everything just a play to fool himself?

"Yan Yi, do you think they are acting? Maybe Xi Fengzhe has already discovered my secret." Xi Mojiu said slowly, the killing intent hidden in his body began to fluctuate, and before Yan Yi could answer, he chuckled again , and continued, "If it wasn't for the enemy, I really like the current Mo Ling."

like? !Master is not crazy!Yan Yi bowed his head and said nothing, he had to keep silent about his master's private affairs and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Heh, he can bear and act, he is innocent on the surface, but I can always smell blood on him. Tell me, can I not like such a person? I really want to blind his acting eyes and cut him with a knife. Cut out his flesh and dig out his heart to see what color it is." Xi Mojiu said to himself, his cold expression relaxed a little.

Yan Yi didn't make a sound, but what he heard was horrifying.This kind of love is really miserable, a drop of cold sweat slips from the cheek, flows down the wheat-colored neck and flows into the rough underwear.

The master's personality has always been cloudy and uncertain, and his young age has a cruelty beyond ordinary people. Yan Yi once saw with his own eyes how this master, who was three years younger than him, single-handedly wiped out a dozen ferocious wild wolves with a long sword.

At that time, Xi Mojiu's white clothes were stained red with blood, and the blood was stuck to the black lacquered soil. Several places on his back were bloody and bloody.

His eyes were blinded by the blood, and he lost himself in the killing.After all the wolves died, he didn't rest immediately, and then he dragged his scarred body back to the Taoist door step by step.

"Master, I won. You promised, give it to me." He was so tired that he couldn't even connect his words into a complete sentence.

Chang Qing, the master of Xi Mojiu, the head of the Taoist sect, stood on a high place and looked down at his beloved disciple who was dying.

He finally nodded, and gave up the position of sect master to Xi Mojiu, and traveled around by himself, only stepping forward when Xi Mojiu was in crisis.

Yan Yi recalled the scene when he first met Xi Mojiu, he bit his lip, and was about to say something, when the sudden knock on the door stopped Xi Mojiu and Yan Yi from talking, their eyes fixed on the door like swords, Under Eryi's intermittent knocking, the two of them let down their vigilance, which was the secret signal of the teahouse.

The "Master" is Yan Er who is staying in the lobby to supervise Mo Ling. He said through a door, "You haven't shown up for a long time. The young master of the Mo family is a little impatient, and he seems to want to come looking for you."

"It's okay, you go and keep watching him first, the king will arrive later," Xi Mojiu said to the outside world.

"Yes!" Yan Er took the order and left.

Xi Mojiu handed Yan Yi a few more tasks before he left with a shake of his sleeves. He walked to the corner where he entered the hall, his expression changed, and he turned back into the idiot Ninth Prince.