Chapter 373 What exactly is Mo Xuanhuai doing (second update)

I saw dozens of marketing accounts that were lying in the quilt, wrapping themselves into a rice dumpling, and wrapping them all in it. Even if I couldn't breathe fresh air, I just made a small gap in the quilt, fearing that those ghosts would make a comeback.

They wiped their tears roughly with their sleeves and thought, choked, yes, Yan Lingxi is so fucking awesome.

Who would have thought that she could even control a ghost!

They have done a lot of things that do not find out the truth of the matter, or in this era of traffic, the truth is not that important.

They always felt this way.

But now, Yan Lingxi taught them a lesson.

"Slander me? Be careful of ghosts coming into my home."

Then there was a real ghost at their home.

Now, these people's hearts are covered with a deep shadow, and they have a simple idea of ​​not leaving the circle and returning to their hometown to plant vegetables.

Yan Lingxi flipped her cell phone.

On the phone is a picture of Zhou Qi recording. Uncle Bagua is in a mess and is all recorded.

Zhou Qi said in a bad mood: "Boss, you didn't see it with your own eyes. It's so fun to be scared."

The video came when Uncle Bagua was scared to pee, Yan Lingxi threw her phone out a little disgustingly.

"Although it's a bit disgusting, it's quite funny." Zhou Qi hurriedly took the phone and asked casually, "Boss, are you really not watching?"

Zhou Qi looked up and met Mo Xuanhuai's deep gaze, as if he was warning or unhappy.

Zhou Qi shook suddenly and pulled it out as if there was a zipper on his mouth, and he would shut up.

Luo Xian pulled him aside and said speechlessly: "You're so stupid? Why are you messing with Brother Mo?"

Zhou Qi said unjustly: "How could I know I couldn't even say this."

"You won't understand." Luo Xian's tone was inexplicably proud.

Zhou Qi said angrily: "Ha, I don't understand, do you understand?"

Luo Xian snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, I just understand, any man with a girlfriend will understand. And you..." Luo Xian glanced at him pity and said, "Let's forget it."

Damn, will you discriminate against if you are single?

Zhou Qi rolled his eyes: "I'm serious, why is that?"

Luo Xian: "I'm serious too. Will you let your girlfriend see such disgusting things? No wonder you don't have a girlfriend, a straight man."

Zhou Qi clenched his fists, it was endless, right?

"Chang Xian, don't care about him?"

Chang Xian next to him glanced at him and looked away expressionlessly.

They had to bicker every day. Chang Xian had become accustomed to her worries at the beginning to her neglect now. She even felt noisy and just wanted them to get away.

"But then again, what exactly does Brother Mo do? He is obviously an ordinary person, but sometimes the momentum he unintentionally reveals is shocking." Zhou Qi said.

Chang Xian: "You can't afford to offend someone."

Zhou Qi: "...this is true."

He dared to provoke Mo Xuanhuai, but the first one to protect his husband, the maniac Ink Lingxi, refused to agree.

Mo Xuanhuai looked at Yan Lingxi who was lying in his arms watching TV, and asked in a low voice: "Just let them go?"

Those who didn't know this tone thought Zhou Qi was tickling them.

"Of course not." Yan Lingxi smiled and looked at him with the look that knew him well and said, "But aren't you already planning to do this next?"

Mo Xuanhuai paused for a moment, and finally nodded, with a gloomy look: "They slander you so much and damage your reputation, so of course they have to sue them. What do you think?"

Yan Lingxi blurted out: "It's very good! Isn't it okay to pay the price if you do something wrong?"

"It's right." Mo Xuanhuai said.

So not long after, the dozens of marketing accounts received subpoenas from the court.

Then I was stunned. It turned out that this matter was not over yet?!

This incident did not leave much impression on Yan Lingxi. A few days later, if the old man had not learned about this from others, he would not even know that because he had caused trouble for Yan Lingxi, he immediately called and apologized to Yan Lingxi.

On the phone, the old man's old voice was filled with guilt and kept saying sorry.

Yan Lingxi yelled: "Grandpa, I'm just about to thank you!"

The old man said blankly: "Thank me? Why?"

Yan Lingxi said with a smile: "Those people are all bad people. If it weren't for you, grandpa, they might have done something bad."

The old man is old and doesn't know much about the things on the Internet. He is a little happy when he hears this, but at the same time he is a little skeptical: "Really? Did I help?"

Can he, such a useless old man, help catch bad people?

Yan Lingxi's crisp voice came through the receiver and said without hesitation: "Yes."

The old man was so happy: "That's fine, that's fine."

After hanging up the phone, the old man went to show off to the boss of the scrap station: "Boss, I just helped punish the bad guys..."

In November, the first snowfall of this year fell in Yancheng.

The temperature is very low, but Yan Lingxi will no longer feel the coldness that penetrates into the bones.

Mo Xuanhuai hugged her from behind and looked through the window with her to see the snowflakes outside.

"The first time I felt death was so close to me, it was on a snowy day." Yan Lingxi suddenly said.

At that time, she really thought she would eventually be frozen to death.

Mo Xuanhuai didn't say anything, tightened his arms and hugged her.

Yan Lingxi smiled and said, "Then I met the master."

Mo Xuanhuai really wanted to ask her if she missed Yanqing.

But this question does not require a definite answer.

Yan Lingxi said again: "The second time I thought I was going to die, I met you."

At that time, Yan Lingxi was just starting out and was full of passion. She secretly accepted a commission without telling Yan Qing. Who knew that the evil ghost was so powerful?

Yan Lingxi chased the woods in the suburbs. Although she wiped out the evil ghosts, she was also seriously injured. The blood dyed all the snow under her red.

When she was confused, Mo Xuanhuai came to her and bandaged her wounds.

As the Emperor of Fengdu, Mo Xuanhuai rarely catches any ghosts by himself. Just once, he met Yan Lingxi.

However, the first time they met, there was no conversation.

Mo Xuanhuai bandaged Yan Lingxi and left. He thought this was just a simple helping the poor and the danger, but he didn't expect that when he saw Yan Lingxi the second time, he would find that he still remembered her.

And there are many times in the future, every time.

Yan Lingxi suddenly let out a cry, turned around from his arms, staring at him seriously: "I suddenly discovered something."

Mo Xuanhuai half-hugged his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Yan Lingxi asked with a funny look: "Do you like wearing a vest in front of me?"

Thousands of years ago, Mo Xuanhuai was Yan Lingxi who approached him as a casual cultivator.

Thousands of years later, Mo Xuanhuai used the dual identities of human beings and Yin Dao to approach Yan Lingxi.

Mo Xuanhuai shook his head, lowered his head and rubbed his nose with his nose, and whispered: "No, I'm telling you--"

"I will come to see you through time and regardless of everything."
Chapter completed!