Chapter 47: Liver and gallbladder

Murong Yifei sighed helplessly. This Xiao Yin always wanted to take it for himself, but this guy didn't look at the surface, he was very stubborn. As an old saying goes, Ning Dang does not make chicken tails. My lord, I'm not going to do it with the taller leader, why should I listen to you drinking and drinking under your hands? It is possible to be a rib on a friend while being a friend, but there is no such thing as a subordinate.
However, Xiao Yin was extremely loyal to him, as long as it was Murong Yifei's thing, even if he went up the sword and down the fire. A few years later, Murong Yifei felt that this way of getting along is more suitable for each other. He is one of the few people who can open himself up. Whenever he said this, Xiao Yin's mouth would be kept to the back of the head. He smirked with a tooth flower and said, "Murong Yifei, you don't infuse the soup with my little master. I know very well, you are happy Master, I ’m the helper you do n’t want money. Grandma, my grandfather, I wo n’t blink in my life, but why do you look so pleasing to you? You said that if I owe you in my last life, why do n’t you let me become a woman, What kind of graciousness will I not be able to repay with my body? "
Murong Yifei had a bad cold, he said in disgust: "If you are a woman to repay the favor, the first thing for this king is to blind yourself first."
Every time when it comes to this, the two will fight, but at the end, they always laugh and sit down and have a good time. Their affection is not understood by others, and there is no need to explain to others. A person who lives high in the temple, a person who lives far away from the rivers and lakes, a cold face, a ruthless person, who is not a person in the world, has just made friends who are close to each other.
"Murong Yifei, Master, I have rejected this business. You can live with peace of mind!" Xiao Yin patted Murong Yifei's shoulder as if he gave him a way of life.
"Xiao Yin, if this king pays the same price and buys the king's head, are you willing?" Murong Yifei asked lightly.
Xiao Yin's eyes lit up: "Ken, it's a fool not to earn money. How long has the master's sword not eaten a big meal. Let's say, when will it be delivered?"
The dazzling prince, in his eyes, was only used to exchange silver goods. Murong Yiqing knows, will he be mad?
Murong Yifei shook his head, "Forget it, it's too cheap to die in your hands. This game has just begun, this king is not in a hurry."
Xiao Yin suddenly felt that he was insulted by the sky, which made him more angry than the yellow and yellow business: "Murong Yifei, you dare to defame my means, I will grab your hand and toss you Look."
How many people are scared to death not by him at all? He dare to say that Murong Yi's clear falling in the hands of the Flame Alliance is cheap for him. Is it really unreasonable!
"If you dare to move the king's finger, don't want to see Snow Kite in your life." Murong Yifei quieted Xiao Yin, who had blown Mao. Man, who doesn't have a weakness?
"Well, Yifei, when will Mo Li come to the capital? Or, I can go to him." He smiled begging, as if the violent person just now was not him.
"No news is the best news." Murong Yifei said calmly.
"Every time you scorn me with these words." Xiao Yin grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"You can't believe me, but you can't believe Mo Li?" Murong Yifei still said this.
"Murong Yifei, believe it or not, if he can't heal the snow kite, I'll destroy his broken heart valley." He said suddenly.
Murong Yifei smiled, and his eyes clearly showed mocking meaning. This guy really thought he was invincible, and he wasn't afraid of the wind blowing his tongue.
"Do you mean that I can't beat Mo Li?" Xiao Yin suddenly smiled though she was smiling.
"It's not a fight, but a fight." Murong Yifei shook his head and smiled dumbly.
"Huh, it's just a side door." Xiao Yin, although not convinced, said nothing more.
Mo Li's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, but this person has a strange temper. When you are in a good mood, you do n’t get a penny to treat a disease. When you look at you, you do n’t like it. For this reason, a lot of enemies have been formed, and many people want to kill him to vent his anger. But those people died strangely in the end, all looking black and staring suddenly. Everyone knows that this Mo Shenji not only has a high cure, but also has the ability to poison. That thing is more terrible than the sword, because it is invisible to kill.
Listening to Xiao Yin's negative words, Murong Yifei was happy, "Are you an honorable gentleman?"
What is his decent flame alliance? It's not fifty steps and a hundred steps! Besides, Mo Li never took the initiative to provoke others. But since he was looking for death, he would not mind sending them a ride.
Xiao Yin stared his eyes: "Neither of us are good people, why do you still call us brothers?"
Murong Yifei looked at him inexplicably: "When did Ben Wang say he was a good person?"
"Poof!" Xiao Yin almost smiled, he still likes this Murong Yifei. Seriously, the ice face was like a mask, covering his joys and sorrows and making him live a little bit of fun.
Xiao Yin suddenly asked: "Yi Fei, do you know the taste of missing?"
Murong Yifei nodded: "When you and Mo are away, I'm looking forward to your return."
This is the truth.
"Go away, I mean a woman, do you know the taste of acacia?" Xiao Yin asked generously.
The taste of acacia? Murong Yi was stunned. What could he not get? Who is he thinking about?
"Huh, you lost your wives and concubines in groups, but it's too easy to get it. Where else would you cherish it?" Xiao Yin said enviously.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back!" He stood up, and he didn't want to discuss the short things in these parents.
Xiao Yin also stood up, his home is no different from his own, and you don't need to be polite.
The two people flicked back to the An Wang Mansion. Xiao Yin still lived in the usual room and watched him walk toward his bedroom. He asked strangely, "Murong Yifei, you won't be wrong. Right? Alas, it is a pity that these delicate flowers will dry out quickly without the moisture of the rain and dew. "
A knife was cut on his neck, and Xiao Yin's painful teeth grin, but he no longer speaks.
Murong Yifei went back to his room and laughed when he thought about it. The few words that Xiao Yin had inadvertently had just a bit like the woman said. The world is still drought, and the rain and dew are nourishing, this king wants to see, I just leave you here, what else can you do?