Chapter 387

"As long as I follow you, I can go anywhere." He Lian Rong Jin doesn't have a serious smile, the tone is evil.

After that, Yu Guang secretly glances at Shangguan Feng with a little hostility.

For shangguanfeng, the "suspected rival", he never relaxed his vigilance.

"I listen to Rong Jin." Wu Yan agrees.

Helian Rongjin

"Well, since you don't mind, go and have a look." Mo Qingge immediately agreed to come down.

Shangguanfeng and helianrong face each other, showing cold and hostile eyes. The air seems to be filled with smoke.

Helian Rongjin shakes the folding fan and doesn't pay any attention to him. He follows Mo Qingge without skin or face

"Lead the way."

Shangguan Maple face a black, cold hum a, with resentment, silent to lead the way in front.

Ximenzong is very large, with carved columns and jade buildings everywhere, and numerous palaces and courtyards.

Among them, the inner courtyard is particularly luxurious.

There are five or six ordinary disciples living in the same room in the outer courtyard, while there are four or five disciples living in the same courtyard in the inner courtyard, but each of them has his own room.

The difference is obvious.

"Brother, I've been used to staying in the outer courtyard these years. Is there anyone who embarrasses you?" Mo Qingge asked lightly.

"It's inevitable to have disputes occasionally. I get used to it gradually." Mo Xingchen didn't care and said, "besides, maple is taking care of me. The ordinary disciples of the outer court won't have a hard time with me."

"So I have to thank you again." Mo Qingge gives Shangguan Feng a look of thanks.

Over the years, she owes Shangguan Feng countless.

Shangguan Feng even treats her family as her own. Four years ago, she even gave her life.

I'm afraid she won't know all her life.

Although she understood Shangguan Feng's intention, she could only regard him as a friend of life and death. If she had a chance, she would accept his kindness.

"You're welcome with me." Shangguan Feng light way, "aunt said, as long as I will be a family, with their own people what good polite?"

Words fall, receive he Lianrong brocade a chilly look in the eyes, take a little bit fierce.

This is meant to be said to him.

"Oh, Qingge and I have been together for four years. Qingge and I are just like family." He Lian Rong Jin dismisses a way.

"Mr. Helian." Shangguan Feng taunted and said, "we can't get along with each other day and night, but we can't mix them up."

Isn't he just clinging to Qingge, what's so proud of?

"You're the one He Lian Rong Jin coldly refuted back, "not only inverted, but also put on airs and postures!"

He hates hypocritical people the most.

"What did you say?"

Seeing, two people are about to fight, even the ghost king is also tight curled up, ready to help.

"Shut up

Mo Qingge interrupted their conversation and couldn't listen any more.

"Hum, in the face of Qingge, I don't care about you." He Lian Rong Jin's tone was chilly, with a slight warning, "but you'd better not make up her mind."

"Why, if I fight, what can you do to me?" Shangguan Feng is not willing to be outdone, and is bound to provoke to the end.

All of a sudden, he Lianrong brocade gas don't hit a place, folding fan close, section bone clear palm, already can't help but want to hit a person.

Shangguan Maple finger bone tightly curled up, the Xuanli in the body, also secretly surging, with anger.

There are too many peach blossoms around Qingge. It's time to eradicate them first!

"All right, Feng." Suddenly, Mo Qingge gently pulled his sleeve, across the sleeve held his wrist.

Suddenly, Shangguan Feng's anger dissipated, and the Xuanli around him also converged.

Just, for the sake of Qingge, let him go today.

He Lian Rong Jin sees in the eye, the facial expression is a black, immediately pull the hand of Mo Qingge: "don't touch him!"

How can she just touch other men?

Mo Qingge pulls out his hand, but sighs, and is about to be upset by these two people.

If I had known, I shouldn't have brought them.

"Keke, Qingge, I'll show you the way. Let's go ahead." See the atmosphere a little embarrassed, ink star sink will pull her apart, immediately save her in deep water.

Mo Qingge gives him a grateful look and thinks that at the critical moment, it's better for him.

Two people walk in the front, the ear root son gradually becomes pure many.

Who knows, not out of the inner courtyard, suddenly came a toe high gas male voice.

"You are not my inner court disciple, are you?"

This voice sounds familiar.

Mo Qingge raised her eyes and saw four or five disciples walking towards her. She and the man at the head were opposite, and she was stunned.

He's... Simon San?

Four years ago, he took people to Qiyun hall and brought his mother to Ximen sect.

Not only arrogantly arrested people, but also humiliated her in public.

So, four years ago, Mo Qingge also vowed in front of the public that one day, he would be ashamed of himself and save his mother from Ximen sect.

Mo Qingge's eye color, cold, with a little complex Su Sha.

It's a coincidence that she met her today.

"It's you!" Looking carefully, Simon sang recognized the face.

Although this wench strength is not how, but the facial appearance Jue dust, see a then won't easily forget.

Simon sang snorted coldly: "Oh, Ximen sect is the largest sect of the human race. It doesn't accept waste and vases. You'd better get out of here."

His tone was extremely ironic.

Waste, vase, in addition to look good, nothing good at all, this is all his impression of Mo Qingge.

"What did you say?" See who is not good, He Lian Rong Jin's anger, immediately can't restrain.

"Simon sang, don't go too far. It's better to be lenient." Shangguan Feng also helps her talk.

Simon sang disdained to look at a smile, but also contempt: "did not expect that you have several more men around to support, I said you are a vase, wrong?"

The tone of being invincible has been reduced to the extreme.

"Shut up

In a word, completely ignited the anger of He Lian Rong Jin, his palm wind was about to move, but was stopped by Mo Qingge.

Mo Qingge chuckles frivolously and goes back ironically: "four years, you haven't changed at all. Not only your strength hasn't increased, but your brain is getting worse and worse."

Simon Sang's face turned black: "what are you talking about?"

Before Ximen sang could speak, Shangguan Feng said, "Ximen sang, we should treat each other with new eyes. After so many years, do you think everyone is unchangeable? You'd better speak more leisurely, and be careful to hit yourself in the face. "

Simon Sang was even more reluctant to hear this: "Shangguan Feng, do you mean this waste can win me now? Don't laugh