It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

Bai Lang knelt on the ground, and looked up with difficulty. The person who came was a fat one-eyed blind man with disheveled hair and one eye covered with a rag.

"It's you, One Eye." Bai Lang chuckled, putting his hands on the ground, secretly accumulating energy.

"Call me Boss Teng!" The man was so angry that Bai Lang couldn't stand still and threw himself on the ground.

Boss Teng looked at him excitedly, his only remaining eye was shining under the firelight, "You lost all your martial arts?"

Bai Lang simply stopped struggling, lay down on the ground in compromise, and smiled helplessly, "Yeah, otherwise, why would it fall into your hands?"

Boss Teng raised his foot and rubbed his face, Bai Lang frowned, looking at Boss Teng with a half-smile.

He had seen this kind of look on Bai Lang's face before, Boss Teng flinched in disbelief, and the strength on his feet loosened by two points.

Bai Lang stretched out his hand, and with a dexterity, he threw the rattan boss out, stood up slowly from the ground, wiped his face with his hands, and said slowly, "If you give you three points of color, you will open the dyeing workshop, really you Master Bai can't rule you?"

Boss Teng was frightened by Bai Lang's aggressiveness just now, and accidentally let go of him in front of his subordinates. Just when he felt his face was dull, he was startled when he heard Bai Lang say this, "A useless person who has lost all martial arts, you How are you going to cure me?" He laughed loudly as he said that, keeping his eye on Bai Lang's face from the corner of his eyes.

Bai Lang snorted, cracked his fingers with both hands, and watched him silently without saying a word.

Even though the smudges on his face were still there, the aura around him still made people dare not underestimate him.

The crooked mouth stepped forward and spoke to Boss Teng, "Boss, let's go up together, fearing that he will be a bird."

Boss Teng felt underestimated, and slapped him away, "I'm fighting, do I need your help?"

The crooked mouth quickly nodded and bowed and praised Boss Teng for being brave and invincible, but he was slandering in his heart, "You are the best."

"If you don't do anything, Master Bai, I will leave first." Bai Lang flicked the ashes from the corner of his jersey, and walked forward calmly.

Boss Teng's eyes flashed, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed Bai Lang's back, "Where are you going?"

With his back turned to him, Bai Lang stood still.

Boss Teng was overjoyed, and shot like lightning, grabbing Bai Lang's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Bai Lang's clothes, he felt a tingling pain in his hand.

With a hiss, he hastily withdrew his hand, and looked at the calm Bai Lang in surprise, "What did you do to me?"

Bai Lang looked back in a leisurely manner, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile, "Guess."

"Bring the torch." Old Teng shouted.

With a crooked mouth, he stepped forward and held the lamp for Boss Teng.

After just a while, Boss Teng's entire palm was swollen, which perfectly matched his fat figure.

"Toxic!" The crooked mouth took two steps back.

Boss Teng was in a hurry, when he heard him say that, he kicked him over, "I didn't let you talk."

The crooked buttocks were kicked and kicked by Boss Teng abruptly, tremblingly holding the torch and not daring to move.

"Boss Teng, you are only so promising." Bai Lang looked at him leisurely, "Except for being blind, nothing has changed from before."

Boss Teng felt his hand hurt more and more, anxious and frightened, his head was sweating profusely, "Tell me, what poison did you poison me?"

Bai Lang looked at his one eye and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not some serious poison."

Boss Fuji breathed a sigh of relief.

"The side effects are not only swollen hands, but also blindness."

Boss Teng couldn't finish his breath before he was choked and speechless, his one-eyed eyes widened, "You're so cruel." He pointed at Bai Lang and began to scold.

Bai Lang picked out his ears, "Why are you so angry?" He put his hands behind his back, walked to the side of the tree and leaned against it, smirking sarcastically, "Just cut off that hand, and goug out one eye, the poison will be fine." It's gone. There's nothing wrong with it."

"You are shameless." Boss Teng was angry, waving his swollen bear-like hand in the air, trembling every time, "You actually poisoned me."

Bai Lang spread his hands, "Who made me lose my martial arts?"

Boss Fuji was overwhelmed by his shamelessness.

It was agreed that Iron Eagle Fort would act upright and just, so what about claiming to be in the wild?

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Boss Fuji was like a defeated rooster, and said dejectedly.

Bai Lang smiled, and walked over to pat him on the shoulder. Boss Teng dodged and looked at him cautiously, resisting like a martyr, "Don't touch me!"

Bai Lang laughed, touched his nose, and said, "Don't react so strongly, I don't like you."

Boss Teng's face was covered with bruises, he wished he could peel Bai Lang alive.

"I won't tease you anymore." Bai Lang stretched his waist, stared blankly at the dark sky for a while, and said to Boss Teng with a smile, "It's late at night, how about taking me to your house?"

Boss Fuji held his breath and remained silent.

Bai Lang sighed, and said with a smile, "I'll always find a place to detoxify you."

Boss Teng's eyes lit up, he straightened his neck and pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "Go." After speaking, he took the lead in walking forward.

Glancing at Bai Lang with his mouth crooked, he trotted beside Boss Teng holding the torch, saying something obsequiously.

Bai Lang glanced at it, and said calmly, "Don't try to poison Master Bai, Master Bai is immune to all poisons."

The crooked mouth was caught by his words, and he staggered as if frightened, and almost fell down. Boss Teng felt his face was dull, slapped him away, and cursed, "Go away, don't embarrass me."

The one with crooked mouth didn't dare to speak any more, and followed in desperation with a torch.

Boss Teng was on his way here, and he heard from a group of people resting that Bai Lang had lost all his martial arts skills and wanted to arrest him before he returned to Iron Eagle Fort.

For so many years, Iron Eagle Castle has specialized in arresting villains in the rivers and lakes, offending many people.

Boss Teng only thought that his martial arts had been abolished by someone, and he only thought that he would catch him first and torture him to avenge his blindness. He would not think about whether Bai Lang lost all his inner strength or was poisoned to cause his lack of martial arts.

Bai Lang looked leisurely, and slowly followed Boss Teng forward.

Sure enough, as he expected, Boss Teng's nest is in a very hidden cave.

He sat in the first seat with a big face, patted the seat next to him, and said kindly, "Come and sit."

Boss Teng's face was blue and purple, he looked at his hand for a while, then touched his only eye tremblingly, took a deep breath, sat obediently beside Bai Lang, and asked in a low voice, aggrieved, " What on earth are you trying to do?"

Bai Lang couldn't help laughing, "Don't be so nervous, Boss Teng," he patted him on the shoulder, "I just want to hide." Seeing Boss Teng opening his mouth to speak, he continued, "You also know my current situation .If I hadn’t met you today, I’d probably be dead.”

You're still dead.

Boss Fuji roared in his heart.

"What about my poison?" Boss Teng frowned, and he felt a little dizzy now.

Bai Lang said relaxedly, "I'll leave when Bai Yue comes back, and I'll help you get rid of the poison before I leave."

Boss Fuji secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Just pray for me that Bai Yue is safe and well." Bai Lang smiled innocently, but his eyes were cold and cold.

Boss Teng's heart trembled, he hurriedly waved his hand, and motioned for the two of them to go out, "Go and find out the news!"

When Boss Fuji was still one-eyed, he was good at concealment and inquiring information.

Therefore, in the woods, when Bai Lang saw that the boss vine in his crooked mouth was the one-eyed old man, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come tell me how the Iron Eagle Fort is doing recently."

Bai Lang looked like he was talking heart-to-heart, holding Boss Teng's swollen hand like a bear's paw, and his tone was very gentle.

Boss Teng's huge body was hiding under Bai Lang's shadow, and he was extremely decadent. He shrank his hand, but finally he didn't dare to pull it out, so he had to surrender and be grabbed by Bai Lang.

"Recently, more and more people have besieged Iron Eagle Fort, but no one has been able to break in. In the past two days, for some reason, those surrounding people suddenly withdrew. I brought my brothers over to have a look. Is there any benefit that I can get a little bit of." Boss Teng spoke very quickly, explaining the situation concisely.

"With your skill, how dare you come here to ask for cheap?" Bai Lang raised his eyebrows, approached Boss Teng, and lowered his voice, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

As soon as the word "ghost and insect" came out, the old Teng and his surrounding subordinates shivered involuntarily.

"Who would put that thing at the door of his house!" Boss Teng shouted loudly, "Who are you scaring?"

"I'm scaring you." Bai Lang stroked his swollen hand, "Take good care of your wounds, and when my master recovers, I will definitely cure you of the poison."

Boss Fuji shut his mouth aggrievedly, his fat body trembling slightly because of patience.

Bai Lang glanced at him with a smile, and Boss Teng stood still immediately.

For a while, no one in the cave spoke again.

After watching Chu Lianyu arrange Chu Shi, Mo Ying withdrew.

I found a tree, sat on it and didn't know what I was thinking.

Qin Jiu came over sneakily, glanced along the window, saw Chu Lianyu groping here and there in Qin Ge's room, sneered, and began to look around.

Mo Ying moved slightly, hiding his body behind the leaves.

Qin Jiu sniffled his nose hard, and suddenly laughed, stepped on the sole of his foot, flew up, and landed right next to Mo Ying.

"Ah, what a coincidence." He widened his eyes, as if he had accidentally discovered Mo Ying.

"..." Mo Ying, who had witnessed everything, glanced at him indifferently, and then looked away.

Qin Jiu relaxed his body, pretending to sit still, and quietly moved towards Mo Ying, touching his shoulder slightly.

Mo Ying glanced at him and sat still.

"I just guessed that Qin Ge would send Chu Lianyu here, and tell the master something to let him live in the latrine." Qin Jiu cut out, "He's full of ghosts."

Mo Ying didn't speak.

Qin Jiu rolled his eyes and changed the subject, "This time the matter of ghosts and insects is very involved. The Palace Master may have to go down the mountain. Will you go then?"

Mo Ying looked at Chu Lianyu's figure turning around in the room without speaking.

Qin Jiu wrinkled his nose, leaned against Mo Ying, pressed against him hard, and continued the previous topic, "I forgot, you definitely want to follow Qin Ge. If Qin Ge goes, you will naturally go too."

"En." Mo Ying said.

Qin Jiuxi couldn't help it, and suggested, "Then it's better to let Qin Ge stay with the Palace Master, and I'll stay with you. Let's split up."

Mo Ying frowned and looked at Qin Jiu.

Qin Jiunao didn't know what he was thinking now, seeing that he didn't avoid him, he became more courageous, went up to hug his arm, and said in a greasy voice, "Say it, okay?"

Mo Ying twitched his arm, Qin Jiu tried his best not to let him move.

"Speak." Qin Jiu stared.

Mo Ying didn't move, and let him hug his arms.Qin Jiu was overjoyed, feeling that this was a great improvement between the two of them.Unexpectedly, just as his mouth opened, he heard Mo Ying say, "No."

"Why?" Qin Jiu shook off Mo Ying's arm.

Mo Ying glanced at him indifferently, then looked away, "My duty is to protect the Young Palace Master."

"Where does Qin Ge need your protection?" Qin Jiu was furious.

Mo Ying lowered his head and stopped talking.

Qin Jiu gritted his teeth angrily when he saw that he was silent, but he couldn't bear to lose his temper at him and sulked alone.

Usually at this time, when the two disagreed, Mo Ying stood up and left.

Today, I don't know if Qin Ge arranged for him to keep an eye on Chu Lianyu, but he has been sitting beside Qin Jiu all the time.

Qin Jiu peeked at the black clothes of the person beside him, hating himself for not living up to expectations, and tied his heart to Mo Ying.

After a while, he finally gave in.

"What do you think of me?" He said in a muffled voice.

Mo Ying was like a piece of wood, still silent.

Qin Jiu ignored him and continued talking on his own.

"I've liked you for so many years, even a stone should be hot."

"You keep ignoring me. I get tired too."

"If...if you don't like me anymore, I'll like someone else!" Qin Jiu said harshly, clutching the bark tightly with both hands, angry fiercely.

Mo Ying raised his eyebrows and looked down at him.

Qin Jiuwu lowered his head and was angry. He kept talking, and the more he said, the more wronged he was. At the end, he sniffled.

"Ever since you handed me a steamed bun when you were a child, I felt that you were not as cold as you looked on the outside, and then I gradually paid attention to you, the more I looked at you, the more I liked it, the more I looked at it, the more..."

"not me."

Mo Ying cut off his words.

Qin Jiu raised his head abruptly, with tears in his eyes, and asked in confusion, "What?"

After making a head start, it's easier to talk about the following things, Mo Ying continued, "I'm not the one who handed the steamed buns."

Qin Jiu's eyes widened, and when he blinked slightly, tears fell down. His voice was still muffled and nasal, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

Mo Ying turned his head away, his Adam's apple twitched twice, and then continued, "The one who handed you the steamed buns is the Young Palace Master, not me."

"Your feelings are wrongly paid."

He seemed helpless, as if mocking himself.

Qin Jiu froze on the spot, his mind went blank.

Mo Ying looked at a leaf in front of him, which was mottled with a faint light, and after a long time, he said, "Stop saying you like me."

...caused him to almost slowly forget his admiration for another person, and fell into a fall.

Qin Jiu opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

There was a mess in his mind, one moment was Qin Ge's proud and hateful face when he was a child, and the other moment was Mo Ying's cold but considerate figure.

He only started paying attention to Mo Ying when he was punished by his master not to eat for three days and Mo Ying handed him steamed buns.

But now he was told that that person wasn't him?

The fingers under Mo Ying's sleeve moved, stretched out, then retracted.

When Qin Jiu lowered his head and seemed to want to stand up and leave, he quickly stretched out his hand, touched Qin Jiu's head, and comforted him like he did when he was a child, "Master Jiu, don't cry."

Qin Jiu burst into tears.

Mo Ying's hand froze on his head.

"It's not because of Mantou that I like you!" Qin Jiu roared, crying, throwing himself on Mo Ying and hugging him fiercely.

"Are you an idiot? I've liked you for so many years, but you actually think I like steamed buns?"

A series of words reached his ears, and Mo Ying didn't know how to react.

Qin Jiu hugged him, stroking his face carelessly with his hands, and pressed his teary face tightly against his face.

"It's you I like, Mo Ying," he confessed with sobs, "It's you."

Every word is like thunder, shaking my heart.

Mo Ying froze, stretched out his hand very slowly, and hugged Qin Jiu.

The eyes looked down involuntarily.

In the house, Qin Ge had already returned, and Chu Lianyu hugged his arm affectionately, talking and laughing.

Mo Ying closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was as clear as before.

He stretched out his hand, gently raised Qin Jiu's crying face, wiped away the tears on his face very lightly and slowly, and said in a low voice, "I see."

After all, she slowly pressed a kiss on his lips.

Qin Jiu stared at him blankly, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Mo Ying licked away the tears stained on his lips, and said hoarsely, "It's bitter."

Qin Jiu's face turned red, and he wiped away his tears indiscriminately. Like him, he held Mo Ying's face and called out in a low voice, "Come again." A hungry tiger pounced on the food and gnawed on it.

The spring is just right.