Chapter 790

"Go in and have a look." Mo Wen didn't intend to spend it here at all. He strode in and let the snowflakes wet his clothes.

At this time, Mo Wen's face is gloomy. If yu LAN can't be found again, he doesn't mind destroying the forest.

Mo Xiaobing closely followed him and suddenly stopped walking. His pure white eyes looked at the ink and dyed a treacherous color.

"Dad," she called out.

Mo Wen looked back and saw that Mo Xiaobing looked at herself with a smile. The snowflake piled a small arc on her head, like a snow-white hat.

He looked at Mo Xiaobing deeply. After a long time, he turned around completely. His voice was cold, "Mo Xiaohuan, where is blue?"

"It seems that this guy really told dad everything." Mo Xiaobing, who had been occupied by Mo Xiaohuan, smiled and was not afraid of the cold smell of ink.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen stepped forward with an arrow and grabbed "Mo Xiaobing" by the neck. His dark eyes had been stained with scarlet blood, "tell me, where is blue?"

Even if she was pinched by her neck, "Mo Xiaobing" didn't have any fear and discomfort. She just smiled faintly, raised her hands and grabbed Mo Wen's wrist.

The thin but bone piercing ice quickly spread up Mo Wen's arm, almost touching his shoulder.

Mo Wen continued to buckle the neck of "Mo Xiaobing" indifferently, with a cold face and ridicule.

"That's all you can do?"

The backhand threw "Mo Xiaobing" out. Mo Wen raised his arm slightly and shook. The ice broke into powder and dissipated in the air.

"Of course I have more than these skills." "Mo Xiaobing" climbed out of the snow, and the smile at the corners of his mouth gradually became ferocious. "It's just that Mo Xiaobing has such skills."

Mo Wen knows that Mo Xiaobing is only under control now. Even if he frustrates Mo Xiaobing, he will not cause any harm to Mo Xiaohuan. He simply stops his hand and stops talking quietly.

"However, although the tiger at home is stupid and weak, there are still some advantages at the critical moment." seeing Mo Wen without talking, "Mo Xiaobing" has not weakened his pleasure by half, "if it weren't for her, I really don't know how to bring you, Dad."

Mo Wen looked at the smiling "Mo Xiaobing" deeply, and suddenly smiled after a few seconds of silence.

The hoarse and low laughter echoed back and forth in the woods. It sounded very good.

"I asked the prophet about you being a devil and Mo Xiaobing being an angel." Mo Wen, who had laughed enough, raised his eyelids and pulled out a cold smile from the corners of his mouth. "The answer is that the devil will disappear and the angel will survive instead of her."

"In other words, you despise the power of Mo Xiaobing, but you can't even live with her in the end."

Seeing that the face of "Mo Xiaobing" was obviously stiff, he continued, "I guess the words of the prophet don't have much water."

"How can you believe such words." after a short period of rigidity, "ink Xiaobing" returned to his just arrogant appearance.

"How can Yezhi's men allow the existence of the prophet, which is the most likely to disrupt the plan?" Mo Wen smiled and walked forward step by step, staring at "Mo Xiaobing" with cold eyes. "Mo Xiaohuan, finally give you a chance to tell me where Lan Lan is."

"What if I don't say?" quickly converged the shocked emotion. "Mo Xiaobing" provoked the corners of his lips to look at the ink. Where is the cleverness that used to look in the past.

"I'm very strange." without answering the question of "Mo Xiaobing", Mo Wen just turned his eyes and said in a cold voice, "with your character, you should have come to see me in person at this time. How can you use the body of Mo Xiaobing you despise."

"Your current body... Can't see anyone now."

"Mo Xiaobing" was shocked and finally restrained his smile.

"Come with me." she stopped pretending to be a villain and turned to lead the way.

"I really can't stand opposite you, Dad." she walked along, but didn't look back.

Mo Wen didn't want to hear her sensational here. He said coldly, "where's blue? Why did you take it away?"

"Don't worry, Dad, mom is fine. But with mom's current strength, Yezhi can't be defeated." "Mo Xiaobing" doesn't beat around the Bush and directly tells Mo Wen, "so I have to make her strong so that Yezhi can't hurt her."

"What did you do?" Mo Wen frowned.

"Mo Xiaobing" shook his head, but no longer made a sound.

They walked quietly to the middle of the forest and stopped where there was no half snow.

"Mom is inside." "Mo Xiaobing" turned his head, looked at Mo Wen's eyes and turned into the usual cunning, not half angry, "but Dad, listen to me before you take mom."

Eager to see Yu Lan, Mo Wen has stood beside "Mo Xiaobing", looked at the place in front of him as if it was a vacuum, and tried to touch it.

Feeling the cold and smooth touch, Mo Wen found that there was a field surrounded by a layer of cold ice.

The place is not big, but it is absolutely closed.

"Say."

Seeing that "Mo Xiaobing" was still looking at himself, Mo Wen looked at her and said.

"First of all, cook." "Mo Xiaobing's thin body looks fragile in the cold wind, and can be broken as soon as the wind blows, but she still stubbornly looks at the ink and has a soft waxy voice." I have completely remembered cook now. "

"Cook is not the leader of siren, he is the leader of white envoy base." "Mo Xiaobing" whispered, "the leader of siren has already been killed by me, and cook is just a dog loyal to night stop."

"Yezhi is not a person who can trust others to do things, so he doesn't believe that human beings can do what they want perfectly."

"Therefore, he took the siren as the main force and firmly controlled it in his own hands. He sent his running dog cook to China to establish a white envoy base and use it to mess up mankind."

"That is to say, the clown of Baishi base is not Yezhi, but cook, and cook is also the master of siren?" it seems that the guess before drunk without night is correct, and Mo Wen droops his eyes.

"That's it." Mo Xiaobing nodded. "Now cook and Xu Jielin are in the siren. They guard the key to the world of night stop together."

"Xu Jielin is there too?" Mo Wen narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Knowing Mo Wen's disgust with Xu Jielin, "Mo Xiaobing" smiled and said, "with his mother, this guy can't be on the table."

Seeing her so confident, Mo Wen's eyes were cold, "what did you do to Lan Lan?"

"I won't hurt my mother anyway."