Today, he is still a very elegant young man.

It's just that although there are several threads of spring breeze smile between the eyebrows and eyes, they can't help but make people feel a chill in their heart.

The servants who came all the way shouting and shouting, fluttering and falling down at the foot of King Zheng and MOH Xikang, shivering and shouting, "Wang, Wang Ye, what can I do now. The prince's people and horses have surrounded our prince Zheng's mansion. It's hard to fly. "

"Lord, give me an instruction quickly. It's good for the servants to do what they should do."

"Lord."

"Lord."

The cries came and went, looking at the servants who were creeping and shivering. There was a strong anger in the heart of King Zheng and MOH Xikang, and suddenly there was a kind of A sense of the past.

"Do you want to kill me?"

The second son of the zither family did this without any scruples. He directly ripped off the mask he had hidden for a long time and exposed his identity in front of others. How much hatred and resentment he had!

The second childe glanced at him and slowly touched a ring on his lower tail finger.

A triangle tent the size of a palm suddenly appeared in front of the crowd.

"What do you have to pack?" The second childe's voice asked lightly.

As soon as this speech came out, the anger in the heart of King Mo Xikang of Zheng was burning and boiling, while the standing Longyun could not help bending his lips slightly and showing a light smile.

Qin Er is really funny.

When it comes to this kind of life and death, do you want to pack up?

I don't know why!

This is exactly what the king of Zheng, Mo Xikang, resented.

It's clear that the two gentlemen of Qin intended it. He knew that the man of Molian would send someone to catch him.

If we don't ask him to clean up the things at home earlier, we can't say at this moment that he would not care about his own life for some external things.

So he said coldly, "don't bother!"

"That's a pity." Qin Er childe sighed, looked at Mo Xikang silently, and raised his hand to put him into the tent.

Mo Xikang was shocked. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was standing in a gorgeous courtyard. Obviously, this seems to be something of a tent. It should be a space lingfu created by a craftsman.

He hurriedly called out, "what are those people in my mansion doing?"

The second son of Qin said coldly, "there are not many people in this space container. Only a few more can be brought. "

"Then, take my parents' wives and concubines."

Qin Er childe hooked his lips and pretended to ask casually, "then you don't want these things in your house?"

Who can think of the things that are not there.

Mo Xikang did not pretend to think of the ropeway, "no need. Take Wan'er, my son, my father and my mother. "

After a while, the piano two childe light voice spreads, "that is good."

……

"Joe Joe, don't worry about these troubles." Mo Lian reached out and helped her little daughter-in-law to the bedside, sat down, smiled and said, "you've taken good care of yourself recently. In a few days, when you are well, let's go to the shabby temple in the western suburb. "

The tree's eyes brightened a little. "Is there any debris of my tree species?"

Mo Lian nodded slightly, holding the tree's hand and said, "don't worry, it should be in the broken temple in the western suburb. It's not long before we find it. "

The tree nodded with joy.