The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Bai Mo stepped away, leaving the home position to Mu Changying.

He was leaning against the wall, soft and tender, with a look of surprise on his fair and pure face.

"My lady is very skilled."

This attack is extremely sharp, cunning and weird. Every move is aimed at the person's vital gate, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

"As long as you know it, learn from Yingbao."

"How can a mere mortal like me, Madam, learn this skill from you?"

Rong Liyuan glanced at Bai Mo, and then set his eyes on Mu Changying.

He put one hand into his pocket, his eyes dark, and he didn't dare to relax even a little bit.

Yingbao has the upper hand now, so he doesn't intervene rashly, but if he is at a disadvantage, he will enter the field forcefully.

"Huhu..."

The opponent's moves were too tricky, and Qi Yan began to lose his strength after dealing with them for a long time.

My eyes were aimed at the downstairs, and I roughly measured the height visually. It was at a level where I couldn't fall to my death.

He gave up fighting with Mu Changying, put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, kicked off his feet, and jumped down.

"Ha... Now that you're in, don't rush out."

Rong Moyuan took out his hand from his pocket, frowned, and put it on the armrest to roll over.

Drawing an arc, the body fell.

"Ayuan!!!"

The color on Mu Changying's face dissipated a little. She tied her hair with a wooden hairpin and hurried downstairs.

"boom--"

Qi Yan fell to the ground, his center of gravity was unstable and he threw forward, and the glass bottle in his pocket fell out.

He glanced at the little Gu insect reluctantly, sighed, and quickly got up and prepared to escape.

"boom--"

Rong Moyuan knelt on one knee, stood up from the ground, and patted the dust on his black trousers.

He stood up calmly, strode towards Qi Yan, grabbed the back collar of his clothes with his big hand, and swung his other hand away from his fragile neck.

"Well……"

Severe pain came from his neck, Qi Yan groaned and fell to the ground.

Bai Mo and Mu Changying rushed downstairs. She stepped forward anxiously and looked around him.

Observing carefully, I was relieved to see that his face looked the same as before and there were no wounds on his body.

She took his arm and lightly opened her red lips, "A Yuan..."

Although I knew that I was very good at kissing my husband, my heart almost stopped beating when I witnessed the scene of him jumping.

Rong Liyuan patted her back gently and comforted her softly, "Yingbao, be good, I'm fine."

Bai Mo had a wink and did not disturb the two of them, and stepped forward to pick up Qi Yan who was in a coma.

Mu Changying licked her dry lips with her pink tongue, "Xiao Momo, put him in the dungeon first and starve him for a few days before interrogating him."

Huh, her A Yuan was almost injured, how could she take advantage of this guy?

Bai Mo shook the person he was carrying and nodded repeatedly, with a hint of sternness on Bai Jing's face, "Madam, don't worry, I will definitely handle it."

"Zhizhizhi..."

Seeing that its master was unconscious, the little Gu insect was furious, its two small tentacles stood up high, and it roared with a grin on its face.

"If you make any more noise, I'll fry you."

Mu Changying let go of Rong Liyuan's arm, squatted down and picked it up.

There was no warmth in her eyes, they were cold and there was no sign of joking.

"..."

The little Gu insect has always been sensitive to danger. Sensing the strong evil aura, the little erected tentacles trembled, and then hung down feebly after a few seconds.

The coldness in Mu Changying's eyes dissipated a little, "Well, that's good."

In this world, not only people need to learn to understand their interests, but also small animals.

"Tassel, I'll get it."

Rong Liyuan stretched out his hand and took the glass bottle from her hand without any doubt.

This little thing is so ugly, what if it hurts Yingbao's eyes? Better find time to fry it and feed it to the dog.