Chapter 975 One after another knocking on the door
In this way, watching your figure disappears in the vast night.
That's it, let you go far ...
Ximen Jingxuan looked at Lin Xin'er, watching her is about to be completely hidden in the night, and suddenly called, "Slowly."
Mo Zeng's footsteps, turned around reluctantly, "Regret it?"
Ximen Jingxuan ignored Mo Zengya's irony, flashed to Lin Xin'er, "Back to Wushan Town first, clean it."
Then Mo Zengyu thought that he and Lin Xin'er were full of blood at this time. Those who saw him in this way must be too indecent, and they did not want to let people see his embarrassment.
Of course, there is no Mo Zengya in Ximen Jingxuan's eyes. He just wants Xin'er to feel comfortable and refreshing.
"Okay." Lin Xin'er nodded.
Mo Zengyu did not oppose it, and he agreed. The three of them plundered out of the valley.
At this time, Ouyang Minghe surrounded him crazy, and the call of Ulaura in his mouth.
Mo Zengyu glanced at him in disgust. He thought that his mother was dead, and he would turn hatred into power. Who knows is still so inconvenient, seven -foot men, and he is not as good as his sister Ouyang Mingjin, let alone Lin Xin
Child.
Ouyang Minghe was scared, and it was useless to bring back to Qi Mingguo, but ...
Mo Zengya's palm waved, he screamed in Ouyang Ming, who ran around in front of him, and he was hit far away by his palm. He hit the peak stone with one end, ** opened the flowers.
Although one arm was injured, the other had a good hand to deal with one Ouyang Minghe without any problems. Mo Zengyu glanced at his blood hands, speeded up his pace, and chased in the direction of Wushan Town.
After entering Wushan Town, Ximen Jingxuan took Lin Xin'er to the post in the passenger stack and directly played the token of the country.
Lin Xin'er took a hot bath and changed his refreshing shirt. A short hair was so casual.
After the grooming, Ximen Jingxuan came back from the outside.
"Did you find Mo Zengya's residence in Wushan Town?" Lin Xin'er asked.
"Well, it's a rice shop." Ximen Jingxuan nodded.
He watched Mo Zeng's entered the rice shop with his own eyes. Although Mo Zengyu was expensive as an emperor of a country, he secretly slipped into other countries, and he was suspicious of serious injuries.
Still have to go to his own site.
Choosing the Mi shop, it means that Namian shop is where he intends to take root in Dongzhang.
Food is the foundation of a country, and marching and fighting are also the first to go. Mo Zengyu will really choose the industry.
"Are you going to destroy it?" Lin Xin'er asked.
"No, I have to wait for him to get bigger." Ximen Jingxuan said.
Now on Mo Zeng's comparison, there is another bond on the way back to the Qingyu dynasty. If you can return early, you will leave before leaving. If it is late, you will be able to send it in the future.
"Jing Xuan, don't you blame me at all?" Lin Xin'er hugged Ximen Jingxuan's waist and asked carefully.
Promise is the same thing, and what I think in my heart is the same thing. Men have his own cautious eyes. Think of the river by the river, Ximen Jingxuan saw her when she was with Huang Fuyan.
How powerful is Yan Chong's hostility. Now he is just following himself.
She knows that her choice is also harmful to him, but she can't choose so much. There are not only many of them in the world, and there are many of their own stumbling. Life is alive.
Dushing this part constitutes the whole life.
"I don't blame you, only feel bad for you." Ximen Jingxuan stroked Lin Xin'er's hair.
I do n’t know when this short hair can grow, when will the stumbling trip between them be reached?
"Master of the National Teacher."
Outside the house, the station manager is called.
Ximen Jingxuan opened the door and went out, "What is it?"
"One son is waiting outside, and you want to see the national teacher."
"Let him wait outside." Ximen Jingxuan left a sentence and returned to the house.
I don't need to guess that Mo Zengyu has come to make people.
This guy relying on the handle in his hand, he is very bold, dare to go to the Dongzhang Station to find someone.
"I don't know how Huang Fu was caught by him? When did he come to Qi Mingguo and missed us." Lin Xin'er thought about it.
"Huang Fuyan Chong has this heart, I respect him." Ximen Jingxuan said.
He did not blame Huang Fu Yan Chong to be arrested, and became Mo Zengyi's handle to Fu Xin'er, but also searched the Huangfu Yanchong as overseas.
As the elder brother in Xin'er's heart, he is very responsible. But he can only be limited to the elder brother!
!!
Knock again.
"Master of the National Teacher-"
"Tell him that after dawn, the teacher will bring someone to see him!" Ximen Jingxuan interrupted the words outside the door impatiently.
Mo Zengyu, he will definitely pay a painful price for today's persecution!
At this time, Ximen Jingxuan really destroyed the hearts of a country. The people of Qi Mingguo had all kinds of and Xin'er. The biggest retribution was to disappear from history.
"Jing Xuan."
Lin Xin'er raised his hand to touch Ximen Jingxuan's face. The stubble on his chin was a little bit hands, his thin lips were tight, his eyes were deeply trapped in the cold nest.
Originally indifferent, he became colder and colder. When he was cold, he needed to resolve the cold by the blood of the killing.
How can he not let her feel distressed?
"Jing Xuan, I really want to have a child with you again.
Stupping his toes, Lin Xin'er's lips were gently attached to the rough jaw of Ximen Jingxuan, and slowly moved to his thin lips, touching the cold cold.
"No!"
Ximen Jingxuan shook, pushing Lin Xin'er away.
Lin Xin'er stunned for a long time, so long after the reunion, only when Ximen Jingxuan was entangled in her, she never resisted so much.
"If you can only choose one with him, as long as you want you. He can find other people to be born, and you don't have to come to compete with me for your life!" Ximen Jingxuan stared at Lin Xin'er, a word.
"Jing Xuan ..."
Lin Xin'er moved his lips and wondered what to say.
"Don't say anything." Ximen Jingxuan answered her.
Why should there be so many choices in life? If he has to choose to choose, he is willing to choose to meet her for the first time in the northern Xinjiang, and take her to fly high and fly away.
The restraint of the identity will be much easier now.
But, where is so many if it comes?
"Master of the National Master." The station manager did not know how to knock on the door. "The son said, if you don't see him, you will regret it."
This time, the management did not wait for Ximen Jingxuan to be interrupted, and finished the words quickly.
"It's not Mo Zeng?" Lin Xin'er doubted.
Even if Mo Zengya wants to urge people, it won't be so annoying. According to his current "straightforwardness", why not rush in?