[Basic three] Help, wait for me

——Satisfied with a ball!

Thinking back to that night, Nan Jiu just wanted to yell out such a sentence.

The people in Hidden Sword Villa hang an epee all day long, and their waist strength can be called a pile driver.

Just looking at Mo Zhichen, who suppressed him for a whole night, and asked him if he was comfortable the next day with a smile, his waist almost broke on the edge of the bed!

No more appointments, no more appointments.

Nan Jiu had a bitter face, holding the porridge in his hand, a few wisps of vegetable leaves floating on the pale soup.

Looking at the big fish and meat in front of Mo Zhichen, Nan Jiu was so pouted that he could put a spoon on it. He was silent for a while, and finally stopped the bowl abruptly, "Mo Zhichen, didn't you agree not to drink porridge? !"

Mo Zhichen glanced leisurely at Nan Jiu, from his face down, stopping near the height of the stool.

Nan Jiu shielded his buttocks.

"You can only eat bland ones," Mo Zhichen smiled and picked up a piece of fish, "And it's called Qingsi Baiyu Porridge, it's a good thing."

Nan Jiu picked up the spoon and stirred the pale porridge, picked up a vegetable leaf and said, "What a ghost, isn't it just white rice porridge with green threads and white jade!"

Mo Zhichen picked up another shrimp, "Didn't I also eat the leftovers for several days?"

Yes, Nan Jiu couldn't get out of bed because of being made so hard, no one cooks, and Master Mo only cooks simple and rough porridge, coupled with Nan Jiu's passive sabotage, indirectly caused Mo Zhichen to eat the leftovers of these many days Leftovers.

But the dishes made on New Year's Eve, no matter how cold it is outside, after so many days, the taste will inevitably change.

—but it was meat anyway.

"I want to eat too."

"What?" Mo Zhichen didn't hear clearly.

"I, also, want, eat." When Nan Jiu repeated, the handbrake holding the chopsticks came out and went straight to the piece of meat in the middle.

Mo Zhichen picked up his chopsticks to reach, flipped his wrist, and caught Nan Jiu's chopsticks tip.On top of a plate of braised pork, the two stalemate for a long time, Mo Zhichen has no pressure, but Nan Jiu is already reluctant.

Knowing that strength is more important, Nan Jiu is definitely not Mo Zhichen's opponent. At the moment of delicious food, Nan Jiu used a dark trick, and suddenly a rush of internal strength surged out from within, and he punched out along the tip of his fingers and chopsticks.

With Mo Zhichen's reaction and martial arts, this opportunistic little trick will probably miss his chopsticks.

Nan Jiu thought so.

But at the moment when the internal force was exerted, Mo Zhichen twitched his wrists, and the whole pair of chopsticks fell off the edge of the table. After a while, his fingers were still twitching slightly.

Nan Jiu was taken aback, and quickly grabbed his wrist, "What's wrong with you, don't you know how to hide?"

No, even if you don't hide, you won't hurt him.

Mo Zhichen smiled, retracted his hand from Nan Jiu's strength, and hid it in his sleeve, "You moved too fast, I didn't react."

This kind of reason is just to deceive a three-year-old child. Who doesn't know that hiding a sword is the most important thing to win quickly. Besides, with Nan Jiu's skill, it is by no means that this little internal force can injure him.

"Mo Zhichen." Nan Jiu slapped the table and stared at him seriously.

Mo Zhichen was helpless, stretched out his hand to hold Nan Jiu, "Really, come again if I don't believe you."

The hand holding Nan Jiu was warm and strong, without any abnormality, Nan Jiu half-believed, his true strength gradually rose, and the five fingers of the two of them rushed into Mo Zhichen's arm.

When he first entered, he only felt that his inside was muddy like mud. When his doubts became heavier, Mo Zhichen suddenly gushed out a wave of internal force and slammed into Nanjiu's meridians, shaking the two clenched hands away. The internal force in the strands is full and clear, strong and powerful, not at all the turbidity that he experienced just now.

Nan Jiu looked at him, but didn't understand it for a long time, and could only think that it was all his own illusion.

"Believe it?" Mo Zhichen asked with a smile.

Nan Jiu nodded slowly, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Still wanting to continue to test, a figure suddenly flashed in front of the opened door, and a blush floated in the corner of his eyes.Then with a whoosh, a willow-leaf dart shot into the room and went straight into the belly of the fish in the center of the table.

Nanjiu's first reaction was that Mo Zhichen was so bad that he resigned and hid in Baling, and there were still people hunting him down.

But that willow leaf dart looks more and more familiar the more you look at it.

Willow Leaf Dart. —— Jane Song!

Sure enough, Mo Zhichen got up with a smile and went out to welcome him.

But Nan Jiu really didn't have a good impression of Jian Ge. The first time they met, he was caught and thrown on Mo Zhichen's bed. The second time they met was when Kunlun just woke up. Jian Ge looked at him very It seems that he has an unresolvable hatred with him.

After only two steps, Jian Ge shot at him again with a sharp eye knife. Nan Jiu was frightened, so he had no choice but to stand in the door frame and watch, not daring to move a step.

As soon as Mo Zhichen walked in front of Jian Ge, another group of black shadows fell from the sky, smashed down like a stone, and tore Jian Ge's sleeve with a "stab" when it landed.

Jian Ge's face turned dark immediately.

Anyone who knows him knows that Qixiu has two treasures that cannot be touched or damaged. The first is the voice, and the second is the clothes.If you want to make him angry, scolding him for being dissolute is worse than scolding him for being ugly. He will first smile clearly, and then give you a sword that pierces your heart.

Nan Jiu looked at it from a distance, and they all felt deep sympathy for the beggar gang lying on the ground.

The beggar gang held half of his sleeves in his hands. He didn't know whether he fell fainted or something, and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

Jian Ge half pulled his sleeves and hung them dangling on his arms. After holding back for a long time, he finally poked his feet, and said with a dark smile, "You have something to say, why don't I give you a ride if you want to pretend to be dead?"

Jun Youyan turned over and sat up, not letting go of the torn sleeves, raised his head and smiled, "Don't, don't get angry."

Jian Ge simply tore off the ragged sleeve, threw it directly to the beggar gang, glared at him and said, "When are you going to follow me?"

"Come back to Junshan Island with Axiu," Jun Youyan folded his remaining sleeves into his pocket, straightened his back, and said with a serious expression, "Go back and be my wife."

Jian Ge's expression at this time was not much whiter than charcoal ink, but he was able to hold back the attack for a long time, and Mo Zhichen wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he really wanted to hold back his internal injuries.

"Axiu..." Mo Zhichen said with a smile, "Jian Ge, has your taste extended to the beggar gang?"

Jian Ge said coldly, "I don't know where the drunkard came from, his mouth is full of nonsense."

"It's not nonsense, I'm not drunk today!" Jun Youyan helped the ground to stand up, he stood taller than Jian Ge by a point, patted his chest and said, "You and I will go back, I will definitely not Let you be bullied again!"

"Jun Youyan, I have not been bullied by anyone," Jian Ge looked at him, "and it is absolutely impossible to go back with you."

Jun Youyan suddenly got a little anxious, and shouted, "I really don't believe in evil! What's wrong with that short-sighted Wanhua, he treats you so well! If you like me so much, I will be so happy Go, he doesn't know the blessings in the blessing! I will dig out his eyes sooner or later to see what's inside..."

That Wanhua naturally refers to Mubai.

Jun Youyan scolded Mubai bloody just like this.

To scold Mubai so vigorously is a wish that has never been dared to come true. If anyone dares to scold Mubai in front of Jian Ge, it is really more impulsive than courting death.Mo Zhichen was ashamed, and also sweated for Jun Youyan.

Seeing Jian Ge's face turn pale, Mo Zhichen also quietly grasped the light sword, in case Jian Ge got impulsive and splashed the blood of the Beggar Gang on the spot. It is not auspicious to see blood in front of the door just after the New Year.

Jun Youyan didn't feel Jian Ge's dull aura at all, and continued to mutter, "Axiu, you go with me, and I will take you to the ends of the world, which is better than being angry with him..."

Jian Ge couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and grabbed the copper coin string around the neck of the gang of beggars, and shouted at him, "If you continue to stand here and talk nonsense, I will smash your hip flask!"

Jun Youyan immediately shut his mouth and protected the flagon beside him.

To be honest, the moment Jian Ge made a move, Mo Zhichen almost drew his sword, and then he was startled by his roar. Jian Ge, who has always been gentle and gentle, burst into foul language, and the end of cursing Mubai was to smash flagon.

Jun Youyan, this beggar gang disciple is actually not just a drunkard who just met by chance.

"Stop talking, old...can't I just shut up." Jun Youyan patted Jian Ge's tightly clenched hands, and wiped some oil on the way.

Jian Ge pushed him, pointed to the direction where Nan Jiu was eavesdropping, and said angrily, "Go over there and watch that little wild wolf!"

He leaned closer to him again, and said with a smile on his face, "If he hears a word of what I said later, I will pull out your tongue so that you can no longer say the word Axiu."

Looking at Jian Ge close in front of him, Jun Youyan didn't dare to breathe.

"Did you hear?"

Jun Youyan nodded.

"Then don't go!"

Jun Youyan nodded again, and when he turned around, he suddenly smacked Jian Ge's face, and then quickly ran towards Nan Jiu with a triumphant smile on his face.Gritting Jane's teeth angrily.

Nan Jiu watched the beggar gang running towards him, but his posture was very strange, one foot seemed to be dragging on the ground.But Jian Ge took Mo Zhichen a few steps further away, and couldn't listen to what she said.

"Hey, little wild wolf." Jun Youyan greeted with a grin while holding the door frame.

You are the little wolf!Nan Jiu glared at him, "My name is Nan Jiu."

"Oh Nanjiu." There was obviously no interest in him in her tone.

Jun Youyan stood leaning against the door frame for a while, changing many postures, just as restless as if there were bugs growing on his body, the weight of his whole body was leaning on the left half of his body, and his right foot only touched the ground lightly.

Nan Jiu stretched her neck in the direction of Mo Zhichen and the others.

"Oh, you can't hear me, stop listening." Jun Youyan waved his hand.

Jian Ge pulled Mo Zhichen out of the small courtyard, making sure that Nan Jiu would not see or hear them clearly before stopping.Then he threw a small paper package the size of the palm of his hand into Mo Zhichen's arms, "You want it."

Mo Zhichen weighed it twice, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

When Nanjiu was sleeping soundly, he once sent a letter to Jian Ge from thousands of miles away, asking him to send a pack of cartilage to Baling, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly after only a few days.

About to put it in his arms, Jian Ge stopped him, "What do you want this for?"

Mo Zhichen said, "I have my own plans."

"Have a plan?" Jian Ge sneered, "Three months have already passed and two months have passed, are you planning to knock him unconscious when the time is up, and then walk away by yourself and find a place where no one is around to wait for death?"

Mo Zhichen brushed away Jian Ge's hand, and hid the medicine bag in his sleeve, "As expected of Jian Ge, she knows me very well."

Jian Ge said angrily, "Mo Zhichen, I don't want to know you like this at all. You used to be ruthless to everyone, but now you have finally reduced to being ruthless to yourself."

"Mo Zhichen, tell him the truth, and see if he is willing to die with you!"

Mo Zhichen was silent for a long time before he said with a light smile, "I wanted to tell him before that I wanted to have a warm embrace before I died, maybe it would be worth it for me to like him, but Jian Ge, do you know... ..."

Jian Ge frowned and looked at him.

"He said he likes me, with a voice like a breast cat, saying he likes me over and over again," Mo Zhichen said with a wry smile, "but I haven't dared to say a word of liking to him until now. Jian Ge, I can't tell How can I have the heart to tell him? I don't want him to be sad, let alone die with me. "

Jian Ge asked, "Then what about after you die, have you thought about him?"

Mo Zhichen raised his eyes and looked at Jian Ge, his eyes were complicated and seemed to have words.But Jian Ge understood in an instant, raised her hand in an instant, and punched Mo Zhichen hard.

Bloodstains appeared at the corner of his mouth, but Mo Zhichen praised, "Having Jian Ge as a friend is better than countless treasures in the world."

The meaning of that look is to let him continue the deception for the rest of his life. After his death, it doesn't matter what Xiang Nan Jiu slanders him, as long as Nan Jiu can be disappointed in him and give up on him, it will be fine.

Mo Zhichen, your calculation is really sound.

"Mo Zhichen, you call me a friend in vain, you throw all the cruel truths to me, but you feel relaxed; if you take me as a friend, what kind of mood do you want me to tell such a big lie?"

Mo Zhichen looked into his angry eyes calmly, "Because you are Jian Ge, the Jian Ge I know, you must be able to do it."

Jian Ge laughed a few times, "Yes, I am Jian Ge, the slutty jerk Jane in the world, but Mo Zhichen, in this matter, you are several times more jerk than me!"

"Don't even think about it, Mo Zhichen," Jian Ge suddenly took two quick steps, brushing past Mo Zhichen, "Since you're going to make him sad sooner or later, why don't I go and be that villain and tell him the truth now."

Mo Zhichen's eyes tightened, and he turned around and grabbed Jian Ge's wrist, and shouted at him, "Jian Ge, you promised me!" In the Kunlun stronghold, he promised that he would never tell Nan Jiu , will not die.

Jian Ge struggled to break free.

Looking from Nanjiu's side, they could only see that the two of them talked for a while, then suddenly quarreled violently, and even started fighting.

The good relationship between Mo Zhichen and Jian Ge is well known in Evilren Valley. Since the two hit it off, I heard that they have never seen them turn their faces for some reason.

Nan Jiu muttered, "No way, the two of them will quarrel one day too?"

When Jun Youyan heard this broken thought, he also turned his head to look at it, only one glance was enough, Mo Zhichen and Jian Ge were arguing, not clear, and Jian Ge seemed very annoyed.

"Damn!" Jun Youyan picked up the short stick and flew away, Xiu who dared to touch his house didn't want to live.