"That underground village is so close to Mo Jing, it must be strange." Mo Lian said softly, "Now it seems that it is an underground place where corpse puppets are secretly raising."

"Will that underground village be related to the organization behind it?"

Mo Lian shook her head, "I don't know this yet."

"However, it took seven or eight years for this organization to develop evolutionary poison powder alone, which means that its existence should be a long time."

"Are they perverted? Why do we have to give ordinary people a bloody game of survival of the fittest?"

Mo Lian raised her hand and touched her little head, "Be good, don't think so much. You have thought enough today. Can I send you back to rest?"

"No, I have already thought of how to deal with the corpse puppets outside the city." Qiao Mu stretched out two small hands and hugged Mo Lian, tilted his head, "But you need your cooperation."

"Hmm?" Mo Lian looked at her with a funny look and said, "Okay, you said. I will cooperate as much as I need."

As he said that, he lowered his head and came to find her little mouth to kiss her.

Qiao Mu's little face quickly turned red. He secretly glanced at Huifeng and the others, but saw that they were far away and were fighting for buns to eat.

"It's not this cooperation!" Qiaomu reached out and blocked the man's thin lips angrily.

Mo Lian pulled down her little hand and kissed her twice. The thin lips shaved her little hand, and her heart was inexplicably soft.

"Oh, that's it? This is it? Or this!" Kiss and touched it and licked it again.

Qiao Mu pulled his hand back hard and glanced at the rogue with anger, "Nothing is the same! I'll arrive at the city gate later, and you need to show your skills."

"Kiss at the city gate?" Mo Lian hugged her, paused her toes and floated forward, "Is it too high-profile?"

Get out!

Qiaomu was so angry that he wanted to bite him twice.

"Do you know Zheng Xiaoliu?"

"Hmm." Huh? Is this weird topic too stiff? Qiao Mu was caught off guard and was confused by a dark-hearted guy.

Mo Lian's heart was written by a big alarm: It's not good, his baby really knows Zheng Xiaoliu? When did he meet him? Where did he meet him?

It's impossible!

Could it be that Zheng Xiaoliu knew his baby before him?

How old is that?

Three or four years old? Five or six years old?

I'm going, isn't that childhood sweetheart?

Get out!

The two of them were close to the city gate and heard a loud noise coming.

Wu Xiaoen stood in front of Zheng Liu and was angrily cursing at Wen Ren Ningjing, "Get out of here, woman!"

"No! Zheng Liu was cut on his hand! He would change immediately and he had to kill him immediately."

Wu Xiaoen's eyes were red with anger, "Don't let your mother gossip! How could the Sixth Young Master cut? What do you think! If someone hadn't had to shoot with a bow and arrow, and would have almost injured his teammate by mistake, would the Sixth Young Master be injured for saving people?"

Wen Ren Ningjing blushed and then said angrily, "No matter what, it will cause infection and injury to more people. Zheng Liu must die?"

"Who dares to touch Xiao Liuzi!" Qiao Mu shouted angrily, Mo Lian couldn't stop him, and saw the little guy rushing towards him like a rabbit. For a moment, the eyes staring at Mr. Zheng Six became sharper.
Chapter completed!