Are you Mo Xiaofeng?

This question made Mr. Mo a little confused about how to answer.

I could only smile awkwardly and politely.

"Miss Yan, lucky to know."

Yan Xinya suddenly chuckled and said, "Well, it's better to see it at first sight than to hear it. This poker face is exactly the same as Yu Fei said."

“…”

really.

Mo Xiaofeng has become accustomed to Zhou Yufei's help to her sister Amway, a married man.

After stabilizing his emotions, he looked at the main owner here.

The woman with a faint smile on her face and was waiting for their communication calmly.

The woman looks about her early thirties, wearing a formal outfit, with a little makeup on her face and not wearing heavy makeup.

The black hair was tied up high, and the fair neck seemed like a proud swan. The beautiful face was still colored even in front of Jiang Yingxue and Yan Xinya.

Yes, this is a face that seems to have been repeatedly carved by God.

Beautiful without flaws.

It is like it has not been stained with fireworks on earth, like the god of Luo River coming to the world, as if it is like the light clouds covering the moon, floating like the flowing wind returning to the snow, looking at it from afar, as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. When you look at it, it is as bright as the lotus coming out of the waves.

This is a beautiful woman.

And they are more mature than Jiang Yingxue and Yan Xinya.

But what made Mo Xiaofeng strange was that the woman in front of him had no similarities with the Murong sisters.

Although all three women are beautiful, Murong Xinlan, as a mother, does not look similar to her two daughters.

[It would be strange if you adopt it.]

The right eye prompt is just right.

But at this time the woman made an unexpected move to everyone.

A faint smile flashed across her beautiful face, and she stretched out her slender jade hand to Mo Xiaofeng: "Hello, my name is Murong Xinlan, thank you for saving Yingying."

Mo Xiaofeng did not neglect, and quickly reached out and held it with him.

The touch is tender, warm and soft, and it matches its appearance and temperament. It is a great beauty without any flaws.

"You're welcome, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

When Jiang Yingxue heard this, her calm face suddenly stiffened. Yan Xinya looked at her side and felt that cold sweat seemed to slip off someone's forehead.

Murong Xinlan smiled and said, "Mr. Mo is not like that kind of person."

Mo Xiaofeng smiled calmly, not saying anything.

Without continuing this topic, he quickly asked directly: "What do Ms. Murong have any ideas now? Leave with us or stay here?"

This question made the Murong sister beside him open their eyes wide.

Jiang Yingxue also came back from the scene where Mo Xiaofeng was just acting like a demon.

How could Mo Xiaofeng actually invite such a direct invitation?

This was something she hadn't thought of.

Could it be that he was sure Murong Xinlan would agree?

Yan Xinya looked at the rumored Mr. Mo in surprise, and always felt that the other party's performance just now was slightly different from what Zhou Yufei mentioned.

At least, it doesn't look that cold.

Oh, by the way, she remembered it. Yufei said that Mr. Mo's attitude towards people is basically proportional to that person's score.

So, should Murong Xinlan have a high score?

Just when the four women beside him were a little confused, Murong Xinlan was not surprised.

Her intuition told her that the young man in front of her had seen the essence of this place, so there was no need for the two of them to go around in circles.

As soon as she thought of this, she nodded with a smile and said, "I'll trouble Mr. Mo after that."

Why?

Murong Ying and Murong Ziqing were stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yingxue and Yan Xinya also didn't understand it.

Is this agreed?

A dignified county magistrate, an awakened person with a fantasy first-class talent, so simply join Mo Village?

However, Mo Xiaofeng did not give them time to surprise.

"Let's go, you may not be able to leave if you are later."

You can wait, but it’s better to leave first, as Tianhai Defense Zone, a place full of dangers.

...

...

The diamond-black Rosles soon arrived in front of the city gate.

A general walked forward and asked in surprise: "Captain Murong, are you going out?"

"I've been busy with internal affairs recently and my strength has been improved a little. Let my daughter accompany me for a walk."

Murong Xinlan's voice was soft and her soft attack made the general ask nothing, and she immediately let it go after a smile.

Mo Xiaofeng sat in the back row, glanced at the demon with six arms behind the general, and withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

This is the advantage of intelligence.

The demonic forces are not aware that their existence has been exposed, and according to the rhythm of life, it is normal for the awakened one to go out to absorb soul fragments.

Of course, they won't ask too much about this kind of natural thing.

Shortly after the convoy drove out of the city gate, he had to stop due to road conditions.

Mo Xiaofeng took back the luxury car and unfolded the dragon wings behind him.

The wings behind Jiang Yingxue and Murong sisters also quietly unfolded.

Yan Xinya looked at them blankly, her red lips slightly opened.

But she can't fly?

"I'll take you."

Jiang Yingxue knew that the crisis had not yet been eliminated, so she could only helplessly wrap her hands around Yan Xinya's back and under her knees, and a princess hug her up.

"Hey? Wait!"

Yan Xinya's thoughts were a little dull for a moment, and when she realized that she was actually being picked up.

And it was still Jiang Yingxue?!

"What about that? Do you want Mr. Mo to hug you?"

Jiang Yingxue looked at her with a smile.

A question mark formed by flames slowly appeared above Mo Xiaofeng's head.

Then, he found Yan Xinya's pair of peach blossom eyes and her eyes were circulating, and she looked at him eagerly.

"Go away."

The dragon wings slapped behind him and he flew into the sky without hesitation.

Griffith smiled faintly and followed his master closely.

Murong Xinlan looked at Mo Xiaofeng's back as she left decisively, chuckled and shook her head. Then she didn't know how she did it. She had no wings behind her, but she flew directly into the sky, and her speed was not even slower than Mo Xiaofeng and Griffith.

Yan Xinya rolled her eyes immediately, ignored Mr. Mo, stretched out her white and tender arms and hooked Jiang Yingxue's neck, and said with anger like Lan: "Do you have a good relationship with Mr. Mo? Our iceberg president will even joke with others."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yingxue's elegant temperament suddenly solidified. She glared at the woman in her arms in anger, and hugged her and flew into the sky without saying a word.

"Ah! You're going to die, don't fly so fast!"

Yan Xinya, who was hugged into the sky, dared not be presumptuous, and her pretty face became shocked and helpless. She could only hug Jiang Yingxue tightly, close her eyes, and dare not look down.

Fortunately, Jiang Yingxue was quite human and didn't consider giving her a jumping machine to help her liven up. Even so, Yan Xinya firmly closed her red lips and stopped teasing Jiang Yingxue's thoughts.

By chance, she opened her eyes and suddenly realized that she seemed to be more than one who could not fly.

The girl with a somewhat cold temperament was actually riding on the back of a white dragon, looking like a dragon knight, which made her eyes wide open in surprise.

Why can others be so handsome if they can't fly?

If she can't fly, she has to be so scared that she hugged in Jiang Yingxue's arms?

Is this reasonable?!

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