"The word naive is used to describe Xiuqi, okay?" he stood up and looked straight at Xu Qi. The smile on his face left the sunshine by the window and looked a little gloomy. "Xu Qi, have you forgotten my power?"


    He repeatedly repaired the wounds on the two faces with his power, cut them open, repaired and repaired them again, so that their wounds can look like they have a history for some time.


    "Then how do you explain their death? It can''t be suicide?" some people couldn''t bear to see that drunk night always looked complacent, and asked again.


    "Who cares how they die? The important thing is that it''s enough for the mob to be the people of the white envoy base?" glanced obliquely, and the tone of drunk night was somewhat contemptuous. "Anyway, my goal has been achieved."


    “……”


    He was speechless when he was drunk without night. Xu Qi curled his mouth and silently admitted in his heart that he could not compare with the pervert who was drunk without night.


    "Well, that''s the same sentence. You should calm down first these days." after a faint word, Xu Qi turned out of the room. Now it''s a mess outside. He had to personally preside over the things in the crystal core storage.


    After all, no one wants to make a light bulb here against the terrible killing intention of ink.


    They jumped out of the window and walked down the street pretending to be all right. They were drunk all night and said hello to several patrol guards.


    Mo Wen was satisfied that the room belonged to him and LAN LAN again. He stroked Yu Lan''s back intimately and picked up the crystal core to feed her.


    Yu Lan turned away from Mo Wen''s hand, grinned on the bed, pulled the quilt into his arms and began to roll.


    For Yu Lan''s hyperactivity, Mo Wen only felt how cute he looked. He leaned down and hugged Yu Lan with the quilt, and gently kissed her on her eyelids.


    "It''s really the best thing of the day to see you so energetic."


    "Ow!" Yu Lan bent his eyes, skillfully pressed his ink chin, and expressed his dependence with a pair of wet eyes.


    It''s the happiest thing for me to be with things.


    At this time, there was a sudden pain in her head. The feeling of stripping her consciousness made her wrinkle her face in pain.


    But the sharp pain passed in an instant. She touched her forehead, and there was less pleasure in her clean and wet eyes.


    It can be said that there was a slight change in Yu Lan, and Mo Wen noticed it. He quickly lowered his head and held Yu Lan''s face, but found that her expression returned to normal again.


    Did he read it wrong just now? Mo Wen was a little uneasy.


    After seeing Yu Lan over and over again and making sure she was nothing different, Mo Wen reluctantly put down his heart.


    "Lan Lan, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." he stretched out his hand and trapped Yu Lan tightly in his arms. The voice of ink seems to sigh but with deep emotion, "no matter what difficulties I can solve for you."


    Now he will never allow anything to separate him from Lanlan.


    "HMM." he raised his neck and put his forehead against the ink chin. Yu Lan smiled.


    Let''s not say whether Yu Lan understood the meaning of the ink words. In short, the ink still settled down in this response.


    In the past two days, the handover city was restless. First, the mob made trouble, and then the house to house search in the south. The big action aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.


    Now there are basically no civilians on the street. They all hide at home for fear of getting into trouble.


    The whole street became unpopular. Only a few guards were running back and forth, making the already cold road colder and colder.


    Mo Wen doesn''t know how cold it is outside. He hides in a warm room with Yu Lan all day. Two people are so tired that they can spend a day.


    The only change was that Qin Feng came again. Unfortunately, he was directly interrupted by ink and fell downstairs before he even called "angel". If Wen cuining hadn''t come in time, he might have really died at the moment.


    "I have to forgive people and forgive people." holding Qin Feng who fainted in pain, Wen Suining raised his eyes to Mo Wen and said. Some anger was hidden on a Zhengtai''s face.


    "Let him go." totally ignoring wencuining''s anger, Mo Wen calmly dropped three words and went back to hug Yu Lan, gently patted her on the back and coaxed her to sleep.


    Although he wanted to break the ink into pieces, Wen cuining swallowed it. After all, Qin Feng''s raising zombies can''t be known by the outside world. At this time, he can only bear the ink.


    As soon as I got to the street, I saw Yu Ruoshui who was walking in the street with several people. Wen Suining quickly called his men to take Qin Feng down, and walked forward alone to say hello.


    "Wencuining, haven''t you been well?" Yu Ruoshui was too lazy to be polite to wencuining, so he asked directly.


    Her bright cheeks were even colder in the cold winter sun, and her slightly sharp eyes were filled with pride.


    Since she came to the handover City, she didn''t see Qin Feng, the leader of the handover city. She couldn''t help but wonder why.


    Although Wen Xining has explained that Qin Feng was injured in an accident when he was outside to relax, she won''t believe this statement.


    Although I don''t know Qin Feng''s power, his strength is at least level 3. How can he go out and get beaten up.


    What happened to Qin Feng in this riot? That''s not good news. Thinking of this, Yu Ruoshui couldn''t help thinking. If something happened to Qin Feng, the north and South would make trouble for the next city master of the handover city. At that time, she had to participate in the competition.


    Her power is not yet fully stable, and she needs to be more cautious.


    "Not yet, he still doesn''t want to see guests." Wen Suining whispered in a low voice, which made Yu Ruoshui dislike it.


    She is a very proud person. She can''t see the appearance of people who only agree all day.


    "Forget it, I''ll see your city master when we meet." he habitually stroked the pistol pinned to his waist and said faintly, "after all, our southern forces are here to help you, not to make trouble for you."


    "Thank you." Wen cuining thanked. Qin Feng was really not suitable to meet people. If yu Ruoshui had to see him, he would be very embarrassed.


    Thinking of this, Wen Ning couldn''t help scolding Qin Feng, a madman.