Time travel, this Meihu is playing with fire

Mo Fan waved the fan in his hand in a leisurely posture, and looked at Xu Meier who was in the room with a defensive face.

In a flash, after Mo Fan disappeared, he reappeared in front of Xu Meier.

Contrary to Mo Fan's calmness, Xu Meier put on a fighting stance after Mo Fan approached.

Mo Fan smiled sarcastically, looked at Xu Meier meaningfully, then sat down at the table leisurely.

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, Mo Fan raised the corners of his lips in an unclear manner, stared at Xu Meier's exposed claws and said:

"I'm just passing by, what are you doing? But if you really want to fight, do you think you can beat me?"

Perhaps Mo Fan hadn't figured out exactly what Xu Meier's magic power was just now, but now, Mo Fan could understand Xu Meier's performance.

Even if it's half a catty, you can't lose your momentum.

"What do you mean?" Xu Meier narrowed her eyes and looked at Mo Fan, her claws threatening nakedly.

"That's what I was trying to ask, too."

Mo Fan also didn't intend to play tricks with Xu Meier, it would be easy to be straightforward.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you. I advise you not to come and destroy my affairs. I have no intention of hurting you. I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

"Puff! You speak so strangely, isn't it you who got involved in Peng Peng's matter?"

When Mo Fan mentioned the pain point, Xu Meier's defensive expression at the beginning has turned cold, Mo Fan is undoubtedly here to provoke her to provoke her.

"You don't know anything yet, they have no possibility at all!"

"Oh? Then you can do it? Don't you have never heard of transhumanism? I don't know the details, but you shouldn't push Peng Peng into the abyss. Peng Peng was sold into the prime minister's mansion. Did you plan it all by yourself? Do you think ~ you are suitable?"

Waving the fan in his hand, Mo Fan raised the corner of his mouth to watch Xu Meier say this, and stared at her with warning eyes.

Xu Meier sneered, and with her eyes slightly frenzied, she smiled at Mo Fan and said:

"Hahahahaha! That's his bad luck, who let him have such a sister, if it weren't for me, he might not be alive now!"

"absurd!"

Mo Fan put away the folding fan vigorously, and when Xu Meier was not paying attention, he quickly teleported behind her, cast a magic spell on Xu Meier, and used the fan to hold the most deadly tailbone.

Xu Meier, who was frozen, stopped laughing in surprise, her eyes turned to Mo Fan who was squinting at the side in horror.

Seeing Xu Meier's terrified expression, Mo Fan felt for the first time how great it is to have mana.

With a gloomy smile on his face, Mo Fan slowly approached Xu Meier, and whispered into her ear from a close distance:

"You are worthless in my eyes. If you dare to touch him, then you are ready to never move again."

After finishing speaking, Mo Fan ignored Xu Meier's frightened expression, turned around and disappeared into the room.

After Mo Fan came out, he saw that it was almost time, so he walked towards the main hall.

The so-called walk between Peng Peng and Li Mingye is undoubtedly Li Mingye taking him to find memories along the way.

For the dried fruit that he used to steal, he prepared dozens of snacks for him to come back.

In the past, Peng Peng liked to read story books the most, and now he has prepared a library for him.

There are still many trivial things in the past, Peng Peng did not really lose his memory, how could he not be moved, he almost impulsively wanted to tell Li Mingye that he remembered everything.

But when he thought about how easily he married a wife and had children while he was away, and planned to spend the rest of his life without him, Peng Peng felt suffocated.

Maybe it's like what Li Mingye himself said today, all his incomparable affection comes from nothing more than his own younger brother.

Looking at Li Mingye who was looking forward to watching him all the way, Peng Peng finally kept his countless words in his heart and shook his head at him.

"Brother Li, I don't remember anything, I want to go back."

After saying that, Peng Peng turned around and left in a hurry on the original road. He just wanted to find Mo Fan. Every time he was at a loss, it was Mo Fan who gave him a sense of security. He believed in him very much, and he was willing to Believe in him.

Mo Fan didn't see Yu Chenjue all the way back to the main hall. According to his usual clinginess, Mo Fan became curious. Yu Chen definitely lost his way looking for him, right? !

Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt very self-conscious about his body, and when he realized it, he had already walked out of the main hall and was about to look for someone.

But he didn't take a few steps, just reached the corner, and before he could react, he was bumped into his arms by Peng Peng who came all the way in a hurry.

I couldn't see Peng Peng's expression clearly at the moment, because he buried his whole face in Mo Fan's neck, hugged Mo Fan's waist tightly and didn't let go, and he was also tightening his grip.

Mo Fan was stunned on the spot, holding a folding fan in one hand, raising both hands like a prisoner.

Still in doubt, he saw the direction Peng Peng came from, and Li Mingye chased after him.

Mo Fan had a guess in his heart, and when he saw Li Ming Ye approaching, he frowned displeasedly, and asked in a cold voice:

"What did you do to Peng Peng? Did you kill him? He didn't want to lose his memory. If he can't remember, what's the use of forcing him! Isn't it enough for you to hurt him?"

Li Mingye anxiously looked at Peng Peng who was holding Mo Fan tightly with his back turned to him, just when he was about to explain, Peng Peng said in a muffled voice:

"Mofan...I want to go back."

After glaring at Li Mingye, Mo Fan patted the back of Peng Peng's hand consolingly, and pulled him out of his embrace.

After looking at people all over, luckily Peng Peng didn't cry, otherwise he would definitely want Li Mingye to look good!

"Okay, let's go back now."

When he heard that Mo Fan was going to take Peng Peng away, Li Mingye also became anxious, took two steps forward and hurriedly said:

"It's getting late, why don't Peng Peng stay here, Peng Peng's room has..."

Mo Fan stared impatiently at Li Mingye, pulled Peng Peng to ignore him, and walked towards the gate.

Peng Peng let Mo Fan drag him away, and finally turned his head to look at Li Mingye, and said aggrievedly and heartlessly:

"That's not my room."

When he reached the gate, Mo Fan thought of Yu Shenjue just after his head was dizzy with anger. You're an adult, why don't you go home?

Mo Fan was still worried about the person who would get lost, and he was sitting in the imperial study room of Huanyue Kingdom openly at this time.

"I don't know what is the meaning of the Lord of War God of Cangming Kingdom coming to us without making a sound?"

Yu Shenjue was very comfortable, as if he wasn't the one who sneaked into the royal study of the palace.

Looking at the emperor of the Huanyue Kingdom on the golden table, Yu Shenjue frowned and sized him up.

Ouyang Haoyu, the emperor of the Huanyue Kingdom who was about the same age as himself, saw that the aura and coercion of people were no less than his own. Yu Shenjue's face turned cold little by little when he recalled the content of the creed.