The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

In a secluded cave, June's eyes are blue. It sticks out its white-haired claws to touch the man's face in the air, as if it really touched the real man, and it softly "squeaks".

The scene was really horrifying, making people feel like they were in the scene of a ghost movie, and June seemed to be in an evil spirit. They tried not to look at the man in the painting wall, and approached June lightly.

Mo Ling squatted down silently, and carefully covered June with his palms together. In his palms, there was the sound of protest from June and the feeling of soft Susu scratching with her paws.

June didn't dare to kill him, and was anxious not to see the man, so she helplessly licked Mo Lingxianxian's palm with her tongue, and howled.

"June, after the founding of the People's Republic, you are not allowed to become a master!" Mo Ling thought of this catchphrase for no reason, and muttered casually.

Xi Mojiu's knee bumped into him unconsciously, Mo Ling felt someone squatting down beside him, it was Xi Mojiu, Xi Mojiu was not as soft-hearted towards June as Mo Ling was, a loving mother and strict father, he patted his chest and vowed: "Lingling, let me come!"

Without giving Mo Ling a chance to refuse, Xi Mojiu's broad palm directly overlapped Mo Ling's hand, moving it, forcing it down.

He never knew the importance of doing things, and he didn't know how to be gentle towards June, so he carelessly pressed down on June's tail, which triggered June's fierce resistance.

Xi Mojiu quickly picked up June's tail, dangled it around and swayed it around, and waited until June began to feel dizzy, then he put the limp June in his hand, and scratched the top of its head skillfully with two fingers sides.

Xi Mojiu's technique of licking the mouse was first-class, and he lay there enjoying a piece of mouse cake with his eyes closed.June loves and hates Xi Mojiu at the same time. He hates this father who always loves acting to deceive his father, and he doesn't allow him to get close to his father, but it's a pity that he is immersed in Xi Mojiu's hair-stroking techniques again.

"Look at Ling Ling." Xi Mojiu proudly brought the limp June to Mo Ling to claim credit, and Mo Ling gave him a complicated look.

When Mo Ling got up again, his gaze accidentally met the eyes of the man on the painting wall, the dreamy purple pupils blinked, almost flashing in the pan, Mo Ling was taken aback, and when he looked again, the luster of the rose on the man's lips might have dimmed a bit.

Mo Ling smelled a deserted fragrance, like a rose in the independent snow.

"gone."

Ji Nanfeng's shoulder touched him, arousing his contemplation. Mo Ling's mind turned from the painting. This painting is really captivating. He didn't even hear what the fifth prince and others discussed.

Ji Nanfeng was by his side, and the two of them never had anything to say. Mo Ling couldn't hold back the sudden rise of boredom and panic. He focused his attention on the three people who were about a meter away from them.

He didn't know what to say or not to say, so he tugged Ji Nanfeng's hand, Ji Nanfeng turned his head to look at him, and Mo Ling whispered, "There is something strange in the painting. The eyes are moving!"

Ji Nanfeng paused for a moment, and said something surprising: "You saw it too!"

The two looked at each other, their breathing became short of breath, the third prince had a smile on his face, and the fifth prince and Xi Mojiu also looked normal, so it seemed that they were the only ones who noticed the animation!

Mo Ling was about to look back, but Ji Nanfeng covered his eyes with a cold face, straightened his body, and said, "Don't look at it. You have to recognize ghosts. If you look at them, you might take them home. winter."

Relieving the atmosphere relieved some tension. Mo Ling is not afraid of powerful supernatural beings or floods and beasts, but he is very afraid of ghosts.

He quickened his pace, Ji Nanfeng knew that he deliberately slowed down by half a step, blocking behind him.

Following the third prince out of the hole, feeling the soft beam of light, Mo Ling shook off his cold sweat, and moved down his chest with lingering fear.

The way out of the cave is not near the stone pillar, but on the other side of the cliff. There is still a small distance between them and the mouth of the cliff, and there is a lush forest behind them.

The tip of his nose smelled the scent from the hole again, Mo Ling's pupils dilated, he hurriedly looked at Ji Nanfeng with questioning eyes, only to see Ji Nanfeng nodded, proving that he had smelled it too.

It won't really follow out! Woc, supernatural beings, time travel, ancient man-eating plants, all kinds of signs combined, what kind of science and atheism do you believe in!

Under the influence of his heart, a gust of cool wind pierced towards the back of his neck, and Mo Ling's face was ashamed.

Seeing that his face was pale and his lips were colorless, Xi Mojiu entrusted June to the third prince again: "Third brother has to take care of it."

His slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and his sharp eyes looked at the third prince coldly.

The third prince promised with a haha: "One is the same."

He turned into a fool, and supported Xi Mojiu worriedly: "Is Ling Ling not feeling well? But you got cold in the cave?"

Mo Ling nodded lightly: "Maybe. The cave is humid, and I don't often stay in dark places. I can't get sunlight, and my body feels cold for no reason."

These words were said to appease Xi Mojiu and dispel other people's doubts.However, there are many loopholes in the words, it's just the next hole, in less than an hour, Mo Ling's situation is a bit too serious.

So, at this time, it's time for Ji Nanfeng to come out to smooth things over. He said in the most common tone: "Your body can't bear the moisture in the hole. Ling'er was very naughty when he was young. He once played hide-and-seek and was competitive." With a strong heart, he hid in the cave alone, and when we found him at night, he unconsciously fell asleep in it, and then fell to the root of the disease. The doctor said not to enter the cave, so as not to cause disease.”

"The root of the disease is serious, but it shouldn't be a serious problem for a while, but the faces of the brothers and sisters look at..."

"Hmph, it shouldn't be too serious. It's a pity that thanks to you, Ling'er fell into the water and fell into a coma for three days before he married into the palace for half a year. If it wasn't for his great fortune and destiny, he would probably have reported it from Lord Hades long ago."

When Ji Nanfeng brought up the matter of falling into the water, he hijacked the fifth prince's words halfway, and he was speechless, he smiled sarcastically, and said a lot of good things to make up for his mistakes.

"I'm fine." Mo Ling said weakly, and he asked the third prince: "Third brother asked the coachman to pick us up tomorrow, is there any other interesting adventure?"

The third prince applauded "papapa", and he snapped his fingers: "That's right, the next one is walking."

On the second day, the first thing everyone did when they returned home was to have a big meal. There was some fun to do, but no one said in advance that they would not include meals!

Counting the time, they were also hungry for a day.No matter how hungry Mo Ling was, his eating style was still elegant. Xi Mojiu didn't care about these things, so he opened his stomach and wolfed down three bowls of rice.

On the way to digest food, June huddled in a ball, and slumped in Mo Ling's custom-made pocket, Xi Mojiu poked it with his index finger.

Jun only bared her teeth, quite imposing.

"I lost my soul after looking at the picture of a beautiful boy." Mo Ling laughed.

"Sexy mouse." Xi Mojiu made up his mouth relentlessly, and the worry in his eyes was about to overflow.

It was good if Mo Ling didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it hit June's heart, it "squeaked" and changed its shape, and buried its head deeply in its bosom.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ling couldn't bear it again. He wanted to tell June that the man in the painting might be a ghost who was imprisoned. He was released by them by chance, and there might be a chance of meeting him again in the future.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, as long as you don't come looking for them, Mo Ling sighed silently, and the peaceful bag on his chest suddenly vibrated violently.

"Zhizhizhi" was almost a cry of despair and panic.

Xi Mojiu tore open the mouth of the bag with quick eyes and hands, and the mouse, which was still melancholy in the bag, was twitching all over, almost foaming at the mouth.

Before June fainted, Mo Ling clearly heard an unfamiliar voice speak in his heart.

"It's so sad, I want to see him."