Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 334|You sigh for nothing

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Moli looked aside and saw the clothes falling on the ground.

The Sword of Heartfelt Feeling Wrapped in aggrieved.

The soft sword acting as a belt suddenly loses support and is rolled into a ball. From another angle, it is also very easy to use. It prevents the clothes from being blown up and down by the wind. If you are lucky, you can still get together. Reduce the scope of contact with ground dust.

Moli: "..."

As a famous sword, "heartfelt" is really bad luck.

The last master threw it into the Qingjiang River. This master throws his clothes off if he doesn't agree with him, and just falls from mid-air to the ground a hundred or eighty times.

If the famous sword is alive, it is probably going to run away from home.

Not right.

Moli wondered how he was infected by Su Li, thinking that the weapon was psychic?

The soft gerbil rolled on his palm, seeming to be dissatisfied with Moli's distraction, climbing along his arm, and hitting Moli's shoulder with a slip of smoke.

The soft and fluffy hair sticks to the neck of the ink carp, which makes it itchy.

The gerbils have eaten enough tofu, and they are very satisfied with kissing and rubbing.

——Ali still smells like this, sweet and good smell, but it has a medicinal smell?

The gerbil turned his head and glanced at the medicine jar on the fire, his jet-black eyes settled, and he began to think deeply.

There is no sign of injury to the ink carp. Who is this medicine for?

People who don’t understand medicine always have a stereotyped concept, and gerbils are no exception. They feel that the more sick they drink, the more bitter they are.

Look at it--

The gerbil's beard trembled and wanted to plunge into the arms of the ink carp.

Those tired, uneasy feelings of powerlessness, the kind of frustration that can't change everything in the world with their best efforts, still have to watch scenes of unfortunate sorrows that have entangled in Bangladesh like ills in the past few decades. Qi Xintou.

Whenever this kind of desperation surges up, even the dragon veins can't hold it.

If you can't even defeat yourself, how can you make efforts again and look forward to the future?

Now, as long as you return to Moli and smell the breath of the person you want, no matter how strong and stubborn depression and fatigue will be, the doctor is really a good medicine.

What makes Meng Qi even more happy is that Moli is completely defenseless against him, otherwise how could he not find it after he approaches?

But no matter whether it is spiritual acceptance or instinct undefended, Moli will still react to changes in the outside world after all. It is impossible for him to continue to meditate cross-legged while being hugged or touching his arm.

At that time, Meng Qi didn't want to disturb Mo Li. He saw that Mo Li was not having a good time during the separation period.

The eyebrows are tightly furrowed, and Qing Shan Xiu Chuan loses its color.

Is it a poor sleep, or is there too much worry and no respite?

Meng Qi forgot about the hard work he had done for thousands of miles. He wanted to comfort Moli, but he didn't want to wake him up, so he could only turn into a gerbil.

The gerbil threw off his clothes in a familiar manner, slipped into Doctor Mo's arms lightly, and not long after sticking to the warm place, the gerbil noticed that the heartbeat underneath had changed, and the anxious breath became calm. Then the fat mouse was touched by one hand, and he caught a glimpse of the depression between Moli's eyebrows dissipating a lot.

At this moment, it rubbed against Moli's neck and rolled two more times, slid into the arms of the person in love, raised his paw and patted a few times.

——It knows, it knows all.

Ink carp needs Meng Qi, and Meng Qi also needs ink carp.

However, the comforting spirit is good, and the chubby mouse is also very ironing, but the position of this shot is really a bit wrong.

A certain paw was accidentally hooked slightly, and Moli's expression changed slightly.

The gerbil patted and hesitated.

The claws feel hard?

It looked down and was facing the place where the "trouble" occurred.

The gerbil reacted so quickly, and quickly jumped out of the collar, paws grabbed the black carp's robe, and made a gesture of reaching out.

The small gerbil with short claws pulls the clothes, the posture is just hanging, and the next moment it rolls off.

Mo Carp didn't have time to reach out and catch a flower, and there was an extra "person" in front of him.

Meng Qi puts the robe in his hand on him. This position allows him to be infinitely close to Moli, and he can lock people firmly in his arms by extending his arms, and he "wears" with Moli. A piece of clothing, as long as Moli doesn't want to tear the clothing, he dare not move too much.

"You..."

Moli is rarely embarrassed.

Clearly before, Meng Qi didn't wear anything and changed clothes directly in front of him. Doctor Mo didn't blink his eyes, and his mood was completely different now.

The fire raised by the gerbil's paws, Master Meng said that it was not enough, and he could add another handful of firewood.

***

There was a dull noise in the courtyard outside, as if someone was talking.

Su Li pricked his ears abruptly.

The gold medal killer listened to the sound, betting it was the sound of someone hitting the wall with their back.

Doctor Mo said that the people from Fengxing Pavilion are here, but it's because they are so light and crappy that they can hit the ground when they turn a wall.

The swordsman's expression became serious, and he thought it might be an enemy coming.

Sacred Lotus Altar is not only a leader of Luo Jiao, it also gathered a vote of scum from the rivers and lakes, these guys who are "wanted" by various martial arts and even Fengxing Pavilion, although they can't mix in the martial arts, they can also There are no top-notch masters, but the methods are more sinister and vicious. If you suddenly come to a group, it is not easy to deal with.

Su Li's heart hung high.

He was hung in a net bag and couldn't move. The Sabre was not by his side, and there was no way to fight back. He was no different from a fish caught ashore by a fishing net.

Su Li stared at the hole in the roof while continuing to listen to the movement outside.

The fight seems to be more intense.

Although the sound is not loud, it is even dull, but it can't hide from Su Li's ears.

Wheezing, whispering, the movement of the body colliding with the wall and the ground...

Strange, why is there no sound of hand-to-hand combat?

It's impossible for Moli to be suppressed and still not move the weapon. Could it be that he was injured? Was drugged? Su Li had countless thoughts in his mind. He didn't wait to be angry and yelling, he didn't wait for the sound of the hidden weapon, and he didn't even smell the blood.

The only thing lingering around the tip of the nose is the smell of medicine that is getting heavier.

"... Add water to the medicine tank."

The voice is muffled and slightly rushed.

The other voice seemed to say something, but it was too low for Su Li to hear.

He was feeling puzzled, and suddenly heard the rustling clothes rubbing sound, usually only when putting on or taking off clothes, of course, it may also happen when choosing fabrics. But where is this, and when will someone turn fabrics in an abandoned village yard?

Su Li looked at the hole in the roof, her eyes empty.

Meng Qi is back...

Su Li thought to herself what kind of sin she had committed, and why she kept arguing with these two people, starting from the first meeting.

No matter how embarrassed, Meng Qi mistakenly thought that the swordsman was the one sent by Fengxingge to "serve on the pillow" when he was in Ganquantang, Yuzhou.

At that time, Su Li’s limbs and joints were misaligned, unable to move, and was stuffed under the bed by Meng Qiqian...Wait, Su Li looked down and looked at what she looked like in the net pocket. She felt that it was miserable now, and they did destroy the enemy. Being a friend, the advantage may be that you don’t have to pay for the black carp medical fee or be beaten?

Thinking of money, the knife man's scalp is numb.

Because his pocket is cleaner than his face.

There was another low voice from the outer courtyard, and Su Li simply closed his eyes, not forcibly calming his mind, pretending to be afraid of who is sleeping.

***

"The Tianshou King is Zheng Tu?"

Meng Qi put on his clothes and held the sword of affection in his hand, before he had time to wrap it around his waist.

The long hair was not tied, and the black carp over there was also tossed and loosened his hair, so he had to look at the stove and pot with bare feet.

Every time Meng Qi changes back to his original shape, wearing clothes is not the most troublesome. After all, clothes are already very good, but hair is troublesome. This year, it is extremely rude to see people with disheveled hair. If the dragon veins can use spells, Meng Qi would like to snap his fingers to correct his appearance.

Moli was busy adding water to the medicine canister. The blush in his ears lasted for a long time. Meng Qi just came over and said, "Ali, do you think it was better to go to Pengze by the wind?"

Doctor Mo has to stare at Meng Qi no matter how busy he is.

But Moli can’t refute, it seems that the dragons are intertwined... indeed more...

"Hey." Meng Qi sighed, "Unfortunately, the doctor is not a gerbil, and I am not a fish."

Otherwise, there is a third attempt.

In that way, the ink carp wanted to find the bamboo cup button mouse.

Meng Qi's ability to observe words and colors is not trivial. He can always adjust in time before really offending the ink carp, and this time is no exception.

"It seems that being a disciple of the ancestor of Qingwu is delaying Zheng Tu. Of course, perhaps he has an idea of ​​using Zhao Zangfeng as his teacher." Meng Qi casually sat next to Moli and said with a serious face. How strong is it?"

Moli paused, embarrassed: "I didn't see anything."

The Jingzhou Army was defeated with one blow, and the force of the Tianshou King's army was broken, and it did not mean that the latter could fight.

"It's okay, when the guy in the room can walk, I'll send him to Fengxing Pavilion, and Ali will accompany me to Huaxian." Meng Qi hugged his arm and glanced at the house lightly.

Su Li didn't want to watch and listen, Meng Guoshi still thinks the swordsman is getting in the way.

Can't let go!

Not even a bed!

I was also called to stop because Ali wanted to boil medicine!

"The martial arts master of the Holy Lotus Altar is good, and Zheng Tu is even more extraordinary. He is quite talented in enlightening martial arts to understand the context of other people's martial arts. Maybe the martial arts of these two people are not as good as the Qingwu ancestor Zhao Zang, but Adding up is definitely more difficult than the opponents we have encountered before."

Mo Lei couldn't help sighing, he just came here without touching anything.

The Qingwu ancestor who has martial arts and no brains, Qiu Si, who does not know martial arts, and Ayan Puka, who is ambitious and useless, now finally comes the godsend king and the leader of Luo, who have everything.

The only fortunate thing is that Zheng Tu is not as cunning as Qiu Si, and the leader of Luo is not as good as the martial arts of the Qingwu ancestor.

They didn't even touch the limits of force and resourcefulness.

"Ali don't have to worry." Meng Qi saw Moli's thoughts and said directly, "The Heavenly Giving King is just lucky. They may not be better than Joss Ayan Puka Zhao Zangfeng, but they are not getting up. I ran into us before the move."

Moli: "..."

That's right, giving those three guys time will cause disasters.

After all, the ability to ruin the world and destroy the world never depends on who is smart, only who has no bottom line.

"What's the matter about Xuanchuan?"

As soon as Moli spoke out, I found that Meng Qi's breath had changed.

This makes Moli feel bad subconsciously.

Rao was ready. After listening to Meng Qi's whisper, Mo Lei slowly stopped the action of fanning the fire and boiling the medicine.

——The body is extremely heavy, as if something is pulling him and falling into the ground.

"If there were soldiers and horses in the founding of the Chu Dynasty, Jingzhou is definitely not the situation right now."

Meng Qi is struck by his wrists, he can't let it go even more than Moli.

Living in the rivers and lakes, walking the horizon.

What could be done easily in the past years has become a pity today.

Zheng Tu guesses that he can't even beat Meng Qi, the guardian of the grain, and still want to be in troubled times?

Can't even win Meng Qi, try Song General Jing Yuanhou again? Do you dare to play the trick of surrendering in the face and secretly conspiring to continue to grow bigger and stronger?