"Don't try to escape!" Ink shadow's reaction is also absolutely, a spin body, then toward Luo Xiaoman's hand to grasp the past.

Hiss!

Luo Xiaoman's cuffs were torn, and her black fingernails left several bloodstains on her white arm.

She frowned, ignoring the severity of the wound, and continued to accelerate out of the reception room.

At this time, the guard, who had been gossiping at the door, met him and blocked the door.

The guard only wanted to gossip to see what would happen to Zhou Qingmu. Who knows that this guy even resisted and rushed out.

All of a sudden, he realized that this is not an opportunity to do meritorious deeds?

"Stop!" The guard gave a big drink, and the power of a real warrior broke out on his body and blocked Luo Xiaoman.

Luo Xiaoman looks dignified. Even if she can break through the guard, she will be held back for a while and a half, giving Mo Ying enough time to catch up.

At the critical moment, a cold breath diffused over, which seemed to bring down the temperature of the surrounding space.

Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and stopped to show his surrender.

"Where else are you going?" Mo Ying catches up and grabs Luo Xiaoman's hand. He is about to drag people back to the reception room, but he can't help but face a pair of cold eyes.

This pair of eyes seems to hide endless cold, he just on one eye, he felt as if falling into the ice cave, whole body stiff.

"Ink, less ink?"

People around saw the sudden appearance of this Buddha, and they all stopped in succession.

"Yuan ~" Luo Xiaoman pouted and looked at him wrongly.

Without words, Mo yuan already understood everything, even if he didn't understand the reason. As long as Xiaoman was wronged, it was the fault of these people.

For a moment, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

Mo Ying's mind trembles. I don't know why. Now Mo Ming seems to be colder than before. If you go there at random, it's like an iceberg. It's cold to the bone.

"Mo Shao, we are going to withdraw from school for Zhou Qingmu. Originally, I wanted to give you a surprise. Who knows you are so clever that you are also around here. " He sneered.

Mo yuan ignored him and went straight to Luo Xiaoman.

He looked at Luo Xiaoman's hand with low eyes. There were more bloodstains on his white arm, and his eyes became colder and colder. "Who made it?"

Waiting for Luo Xiaoman to reply, Mo yuan turned his head and looked at the eye ink shadow. "Did you do it?"

"Yes, yes!" Mo Ying's heart cluttered. How did he feel that Mo Shao was not happy to hear Zhou Qingmu expelled from school? "Just now she didn't cooperate and wanted to escape, so I had to use force to keep the people."

"Cut it!"

"Ha?"

Ink shadow slightly a Zheng, a face blankly looking at Mo yuan.

Mo yuan raised his step and stepped up. The cold breath from his body swept over like a storm, which made the ink shadow feel suffocating.

At this time, hiding in the back of the barbecue dance blinked eyes, in the heart of disbelief.

Originally, he was worried that Mo Ming would do harm to Xiao man's tutor. After all, he integrated the memory of Nangong dance, but he knew that Mo Ming didn't like Zhou Qingmu.

But now it seems that something is wrong.

Is

"Master Moyuan?" Roasted dance heart exclamation, and notice Luo Xiaoman look at Mo Ming's eyes, showing a trace of dependence.

Who can let her show such eyes, besides master Moyuan?

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