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Chapter 103 0.1.3 Linglong
Mu Luo: "..."

There is definitely something wrong with this general's **** head!
Although... But Mu Luo still behaved very well, she blinked her big eyes innocently, and said, "You too...you didn't tell me, wouldn't I make you angry if I rummaged around? "

"It makes sense." He Zhaosheng admitted very generously: "If you break the rules, I will still scold you."

Oh, from now on, this general will not be called He Chaosheng, but "seems to be seriously ill".

[System: Be serious with me, don't even think about using a lengthy name with too many characters, He Chaosheng is very good! 】

Oops, found out.

"Ahem." Mu Luo got up, wrapped himself up a little tighter, and said, "Well...why didn't your lord general go out today? I remember... your lord general is usually very busy."

"Last night, hangover, do you want me to go out to work today?" He Chaosheng walked up to Mu Luo's barefoot in a lewd dress, and said with some mockery, "Your clothes suit you very well. If you throw it among the beggars, you won’t be able to recognize it at all.”

If you are not angry or angry, just treat this person as air.

"I haven't tried this, but general...you have to recover your speed, you can't compare to heresy." Mu Luo said, his eyes fell on the tooth marks on He Zhaosheng's neck, which Mu Luo bitten last night. It is still clearly visible.

"Are you reminding me that one stab at you is not enough?" He Zhaosheng pulled up his clothes, covering most of the mark: "I have never been injured like this on the battlefield, but today I let you, a heretic, take the lead .”

While talking, he walked around Mu Luo, came to the closet, picked out a red dress from it, and threw it to Mu Luo.

"This dress was left here by Linglong last time. It's cheap for you, so wear it first." Mu Luo took the clothes, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the beautiful silk.

Linglong... Linglong again.

He went to Linglong's place yesterday, and he brought Linglong back home.

Although she knew that Linglong would die...even though she knew that He Chaosheng was only with Linglong because of her disguise technique.

But is this madness of looking for a substitute really worthy of the affection he flaunts in his heart?
"I want to meet that Linglong girl." Mu Luo said very indifferently: "I'm wearing someone else's clothes, so I can't even know what someone else looks like, right?"

He Chaosheng sneered, pinched Mu Luo's face, and said, "It's not easy for you to know what she looks like. If you look in the mirror, you'll already be [-]% or [-]% similar, isn't it?"

Mu Luo didn't speak, just looked at He Chaosheng lightly, looked into his eyes.

He Chaosheng's eyes gradually changed from sarcasm to confusion.

Because he was surprised to find that in the way this woman looked at him, there seemed to be... like?
In the final analysis... A character like the general is not He Chaosheng at all, not even a trace of similarity.That being the case, what she likes is nothing more than He Chaosheng's skin, each other.

He Zhaosheng let go of Mu Luo and took out a casual dress from the closet, and said, "Okay, I can take you to see her, but you must wear handcuffs, and you must not leave my side within five steps. After all, you are a Heresy, I can't walk out with a heresy swaggeringly."

"I know, I'll do what you say, I just want to get out and get some air."

Mu Luo pretended to be relaxed and said, so that the tasks of the system seemed to be settled, and the most important thing was to do the tasks early and leave here early.

The two of them have changed their clothes. Although they are in the same room, the probability of something happening is almost zero.

Before going out, He Chaosheng put handcuffs on Mu Luo. The handcuffs are not very obvious, but just a blue light band on the wrist. This kind of high-tech restraint method should be impossible for anyone to open.

Mu Luo held up his sleeve to block it, and there was hardly any abnormality.

"Let's go." He Zhaosheng tugged Ramuluo's sleeve in satisfaction, and said, "You look pretty funny in your current state. If you put something in your mouth, it will be even more fun."

"Master General, please respect yourself. If you want to play, it's more interesting to play with Miss Linglong." Mu Luo chuckled lightly, and shook off He Chaosheng's hand.

The corners of He Chaosheng's lips curled up slightly, and he held a cylindrical handle in his hand and gently pulled it forward, as if an invisible thread was tied to the handcuffs, pulling Mu Luo staggeringly.

The two walked out of the room one after the other, and the servants around saluted He Chaosheng one after another, and Mu Luo was somewhat honored.

Under this setting, the carriage seemed a little low, and He Chaosheng waved his hand, and the iron bird of that day hovered in the air.

That's right, it's very cool, but the subsequent operation really made Mu Luo never want to see this bird again in his life.

He Chaosheng was sitting on the bird, while Mu Luo was hanging below with handcuffs. When she finally arrived at the Leafing Pavilion, she felt like her arms were about to fall off!

"What? You don't seem to want it anymore?" He Zhaosheng threw Mu Luo into the yard, and said, "Heretics have a strong body, so they won't be injured so easily. Besides, one of your arms is mechanical, so there's no need It's pretending to be uncomfortable."

Do I need to pretend?I am really sad!

Mu Luo didn't speak, but when he lowered his head and cursed him, he looked a little obedient.

And just when the two were about to enter, the door suddenly opened, and a woman who was slightly similar to Mu Luo leaned lazily by the door.

The light veil on her body slipped down her shoulders, her hair was loose, and she only picked it up with a hairpin, and the belts on her clothes were all tied wrong in the sleepy eyes.

"Well... why did the general come here so early? Do you think you didn't make enough trouble last night?" Linglong said with a little coquettishness, and suddenly saw Mu Luo. She was a little surprised at that moment, but quickly regained her composure: " The general brought someone here... This sister has not been introduced, my name is Linglong... How about you?"

"Muluo." Muluo said lightly.

Linglong frowned, and said very naturally: "Your name reminds me of something... I heard that the life of a mayfly is not good, and it always 'live in the morning and fall in the evening'..."

"Yeah, fate is indeed unlucky." Mu Luo smiled and glanced at He Chaosheng, and said, "Are you right, 'Chaosheng'?"

Linglong also realized that something was wrong, and immediately said: "Master General... I didn't mean that, you also know that when I am sleepy, I always can't talk... If you mess with your new sister, the general can't blame me .”

Speaking of Linglong's dedication, she wakes up in the morning with a face-changing technique and exquisite makeup, who can bear it~
But every word she said was about He Chaosheng's kindness with her, and Mu Luo couldn't stand it.

It stands to reason... her perception of the body should be very weak, but now... that heart hurts even more than when it fell from a high altitude.

(End of this chapter)