The protagonist is always seen

Mo Yun and Mo Lin are twin brothers, they are almost identical in appearance, but their temperaments are very different.

A bohemian and romantic, because when he was ten years old, he won the toad palace at the beginning of the game, added a red robe, and became famous in one fell swoop. He has always acted unexpectedly, but he is indeed unparalleled in talent. World, the world calls madness.

The other one is reticent, terrifyingly calm and reserved, has always been low-key, and is not as well-known as his brother outside, so many people don't know that the number one scholar of the Mo family has a twin brother.

According to Namorin's temperament, even if he can't bear the dullness of the banquet, it is not uncommon for him to go to the side tent to have fun.

After all, although Mo Yun was polite and very reliable, but because he was the eldest brother, he was a little scrupulous, he obeyed his elder brother's words and obeyed everything, relying on him to let Mo Lin sit there obediently was simply a fantasy.

At this time, when he said he was going to find Mo Lin, Mo Yun was still very active. He couldn't say it, but Jiang Zike could always say it.

The main tent and the side tent were not far away, and Prince Jiang Zike and Mo Yun arrived at the door of the side tent after walking only a hundred meters.

Mo Yun took two steps forward on his side, intending to raise the curtain of the tent for Jiang Zike, at this moment, the sound of the table being knocked over and the porcelain shattering could be heard from the side tent.

Mo Yun's complexion changed, and his aura became a bit fierce. He never showed much emotion, and such subtle changes are quite rare now.

It was rare for him to lose his composure, and he strode in directly, ignoring Jiang Zike. The moment the curtain fell, the sharp sword was unsheathed at the same time.

On the other hand, Lin Luan's first whip missed, and only overturned the small table by the side of the couch, barely brushing the corner of Mo Lin's eye, leaving a thin wound that was oozing blood.

Lin Luan broke free from Mo Lin's embrace, stood up, furious, he raised his chin high, this action is always arrogant and disgusting to others, but Lin Luan's doing it is a bit pleasing to the eye, and one can't help coddling him , holding everything in front of him.

Mo Lin, who was pushed down on the couch by Lin Luan's arms, was still a little confused. If he smelled it carefully, he could smell a strong smell of alcohol on his body.

Lin Luan shrank his pupils, pursed his lips fiercely, then raised the whip high, and slammed it down on Mo Lin.

However, the whip didn't hit the ground, and was cut off by a sudden sword when the whip was still in the air.

Mo Yun didn't even look at it, and swung his sword instinctively.

This sword was full of murderous aura, and it went away with an irresistible momentum, the sword was like a gentleman, but he used the threatening momentum of a big sword.

As soon as he cut off the whip, he firmly held the hilt of the sword, preventing it from continuing to chop down with inertia.

Even so, Lin Luan still subconsciously put his hands on his chest to resist, and because of inertia, he staggered back two steps.

After all this tossing, his hair was also a little loose, but his hair was smooth, and it was also soft and snug at this time. It was obviously the one who did evil, but it was a little pitiful.

I don’t go hunting today, and Ganoderma lucidum didn’t braid Lin Luan’s hair too tightly, no matter how comfortable it is, after some activities just now, Lin Luan sweated a little, and his hair stuck to his cheeks and neck with the sweat. His breathing rises and falls.

For no reason, there is a bit more lust, so that people dare not look at it, and if they take a second look, they will blush accidentally.

Lin Luan stared at the visitor viciously, and bit his lower lip unwillingly, which turned bright red.

Like a bluffing cat, it obviously has sharp claws, but it looks harmless because of its beautiful appearance, so even the maliciousness is very moving, people can't help pampering, gently brushing off his rudeness and presumptuousness .

Mo Yun didn't know why he thought of this, but he immediately frowned slightly, not understanding why he had such an idea. Obviously, if he did something wrong, he should bear the responsibility. Since he chose to break the rules, he should be punished.

His sword is still lying in front of Lin Luan. His swords are the same as those of those who like to be arty. They have gorgeous scabbards, smooth and beautiful blades, and gems are embedded in the scabbards. The function of viewing is more than practical. .

Most of these swords are used by wealthy children for decoration. It is hard to imagine that such a frightening sword was actually used by a young man in fine clothes.

At least Lin Luan had seen such swords before, but those swords had never really been drawn out of their sheaths. After seeing them many times, he forgot that this was also a lethal weapon that could hurt people.

Lin Luan was very angry in his heart, which was directly reflected in his heaving chest. He was panting, holding the handle of the whip tightly in his hand, and still staring at the young man viciously.

If his whip was still in good condition, he would definitely throw it on without hesitation.

Jiang Zike also lifted the curtain and came in at this time, and was taken aback when he saw the confrontation between Mo Yun and Lin Luan.

Seeing Jiang Zike, Mo Yun lowered his head slightly.

"Your Highness."

Jiang Zike frowned, and scanned the room. The table was overturned, and pieces of porcelain were scattered all over the floor. Mo Lin was lying on the couch, and he paused when he swept across the messy forest.

"How is this going?"

Mo Yun's answer was still very concise, without a single redundant explanation.

"He swung his whip at Mo Lin."

Lin Luan snorted angrily, but didn't say anything. These people were obviously in the same group, and he must have suffered.

Mo Lin, who was lying on the couch with dazed eyes, finally woke up.

Mo Lin rubbed his temples, propped up his upper body, his eyes were still hazy.

This time he went hunting and secretly brought two singing girls. He played around a lot on weekdays, but today he drank too much wine, and his mind became a little dizzy.

Just now he saw a hazy cyan figure, he just thought it was a red sleeve to add fragrance to himself, so he hugged it without thinking.

Now it seems that he is a young boy who broke in for some reason.

He is used to hugging women, although many of the people he hangs out with are male and female, and he has no prejudice, but he only hugs women, and he doesn't understand what is so good about a tough man.

He rubbed his forehead, his vision was still not very clear, he could only see the figure vaguely.

He simply closed his eyes and smiled.

"I'm a little drunk, I've misunderstood you, you little guy has a bad temper, you just hugged you, as for being so angry, it's a bit too much to want to use a whip to whip someone even after dropping things .”

He paused and said again.

"Besides, I haven't pursued the matter of you breaking in by yourself. It's over like this. If you leave now, I can't pursue it and treat it as if it didn't happen."

Lin Luan held the broken whip in one hand, covered his neck with the other hand, frowned tightly, looked at Mo Lin coldly in his eyes, snorted coldly, and was furious.

The tone of his speech was full of provocation.

"If you want me to leave, it's fine, just keep one of your hands."

The new whip he just got was ruined like that, and it wasn't that easy.