My 24-year-old Beautiful Boss

Chapter 422

"How do you know my sister?" Leng Qiutong looked at Xu Qingmo again and asked.

Xu Qingmo said: "A friend of my friend's father was ill. He didn't get any results when he went to the doctor. Then he met your sister."

"Haha, I guess this is the reason. My sister and sister walked the world and did a lot of medical treatment, but they saved a lot of people. So in addition to being called ** Xia, my sister also has a nickname of" Medicine Woman "on the rivers and lakes."

"Are you all called a heroine?" Xu Qingmo curiously, before listening to the conversation in the hall, he felt weird.

"Yeah, now the heroines and heroines of young women are almost the same as the gentlemen and ladies outside, they are all honorable titles." Leng Qiutong explained.

"Miss is not." Xu Qingmo laughed.

"Huh?" Leng Qiutong hadn't responded for a moment, and she didn't think about it, so she asked again, "Will you save my sister? You said before"

Leng Qiutong looked at Xu Qingmo eagerly, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

Xu Qingmo Zheng Jianjian head: "Yes, I promised your sister."

"Thank you!" Leng Qiutong said seriously.

"嗖"

"Snapped!"

Just at this moment, the opposite side of the cliff suddenly dazzled, blooming in the night sky, it was gorgeous and very beautiful.

"Today is Moon Festival." Leng Qiutong said with a smile, a pair of lower legs dangling straight, very happy.

"Women's Day?" Xu Qingmo has never heard of this festival.

"Of course you don't know. This is a local festival. Hee hee, speaking of it has something to do with us holding the moon tower." Leng Qiutong explained proudly, "because we have pixel prime sisters in all the moon towers of Qing Dynasty. There are disciples who are so proficient in medicine, so the people around him have been healed. At that time, people did n’t know who was living on the moon, and they looked at it from afar and thought it was a fairy down on the moon. So this time of year , They will display fireworks on the top of the mountain and worship at the side of holding the moon. "

"Over time, this kind of festival has formed here, the Moon Festival." Leng Qiu Tong said, "This is a festival that belongs to our Qingyue Tower."

Xu Qingmo watched Leng Qiutong stand up, and circled on the edge of the cliff, just like accepting the worship from the opposite side, a sacred breath was revealed on the simple face.

"When it comes to the Moon Festival, I remember that when I, my sister, and my master were here to watch the moon, they were seen by the people on the opposite side, and they called the fairy straight." Leng Qiutong giggled.

It turned out to be this way, Xu Qingmo said in his heart, Qingyuelou has a long history here, and it has been integrated into the custom history of this place. In his eyes, Mengqinglou was not cleaned up, and Leng Qiutong was just a little stupid. Alas, Yue Lingsu is gentle and pleasant, but in the eyes of those who are opposite, they are just fairies.

Perhaps when the three women in Qingyuelou stood in front of them, they would only think that they were just three beauties, but when they were on this peak of the moon, they were fairies.

In other words, I have a little tarnished the peak of the moon.

"Hi" Leng Qiutong bent down and shouted at Xu Qingmo, awakened Xu Qingmo from her sorrow, and smiled, "Let's go to my sister together, he will be glad to see you go with me. "

"Okay!" Xu Qingmo nodded with a smile.

"It's a word!" Leng Qiutong raised her little fist.

Xu Qingmo also raised his fist to hit Leng Qiutong.

"Funny!" Suddenly a sharp drink came from behind, shocked Leng Qiutong stiffened in place.

Turning her head, it turned out to be Mengqing Tower. She was wearing a pale cyan dress, with a cold look, walked out of the shadow of the trees and walked into the moonlight.

"Master!" Seeing Meng Qinglou being so serious, Leng Qiutong's appellation for her changed, and she quickly stood up obediently.

"Come here!" Meng Qinglou gave Xu Qingmo a precautionary look, and when Leng Qiutong lowered her head and came to her, she continued, "I have my own opinion on your sister's affairs, and it is not your turn to make a decision. You are not allowed to go to Jianxin Pie. "

"Master!" When Leng Qiutong heard it, she immediately looked up at Meng Qinglou, her eyes full of requests.

"No, just no, go back!" Meng Qinglou was very cold, but he had the momentum of being in charge.

"But sister," Leng Qiutong whispered, and wanted to say a sentence or two.

"I said, let you go back." Meng Qinglou said.

Leng Qiutong then bowed her head suddenly, then turned her head to look at Xu Qingmo, then turned around and left.

"You won't let her go to the Jianxin faction, you will go by yourself." Xu Qingmo naturally could see that Meng Qinglou is the Jianxin faction who wanted to protect Leng Qiutong and did not let her go to an unknown situation.

Meng Qinglou still looked at Xu Qingmo coldly: "You don't want to pay attention to them."

"Oh, they? Are you referring to your big disciple, or your little disciple?" Xu Qingmo stood up with the corners of her mouth bent.

"No one can!" Meng Qinglou said.

"That won't work, what can I do if my craving can't be eliminated." Xu Qingmo reached out and touched Meng Qinglou's shoulder.

Meng Qinglou shrugged Xu Qingmo's hand, "Don't touch me."

"Don't touch me, I won't touch it?" Xu Qingmo smiled, grabbed the dream building, reached out and drilled through her neckline, "Since you won't let me touch your disciples, use your own satisfaction me."

Speaking, Xu Qingmo pulled out her hand, one hand around Meng Qinglou's waist, and one hand pressed her neck, slowly pressing her body down.

Meng Qinglou gave Xu Qingmo a stern glance, and his body resisted, but in the end he chose to obey.

The pale cyan clothes rolled up on the white jade-like **, flickering emotionally in the moonlight.

Leng Qiutong had no mood to look at the road. She walked back deep and shallow, her mouth opened, and she was able to hang the oil pot, but she never thought that she would be angry. She was a majestic master who was afraid. Cheng Huan is under the command of other men.

The masses of local people on Emei are solemnly worshipping the opposite Moon Peak, very devout, but they ca n’t think of the sacred fairy in their hearts. At this moment, they are holding the rolled clothes on their thighs and biting the silver teeth to bear A man's shock.

Beauty under the moon, the wind blows the clouds, Xu Qingmo steps up the clouds.

At the head of Mengqing Tower, Yueyue Tower, at this time, there was only a low-lying and gentle part in front of him.

"Hey, I seem to see a fairy!" On Mount Emei, a common man screamed in surprise.

"Where is it?" The person next to him hurriedly compacted.

"Look, there! The little dot in the middle of the cliff looks like a person?"

"Blind you, is that human? Unless there are two bodies in this world."

"I feel a bit like, it seems like a person is lying on the floor sleeping, there is a person sitting next to him, what is moving"

"At the sight of you, you are ungodly. It is a dying person who is lying down, and a fairy is sitting there to treat him. This is the Moon Festival and Moon Festival, and we are not hurried to worship!" Said Then this man worshiped.

Someone took the lead, and everyone began another round of religious worship.

On the opposite cliff, Xu Qingmo lay on the ground, lying in the moonlight, and let the dream Qinglou on his body work hard to "heal" himself.

At this moment, Mengqinglou was flushed, sweat was dripping, and his body was undulating. A short hissing sound would be emitted from the red lips, and the hair would be wet with sweat and stuck to the charming face. Before half a minute, Leng Qiutong reprimanded the cold and cool aura.

After singing all night, Meng Qinglou finally had no energy, and Xu Qingmo didn't let her organize her clothes, so she hugged her around her waist and walked all the way back to the second floor of the small building of Qingyuelou.

In this posture, each step of Xu Qingmo, Meng Qinglou will suffer considerable stimulus. Along the way, he grasped Xu Qingmo's arm tightly with his hands, his nails got stuck, blood almost came out, and his silver teeth bit his lips tightly. So as not to make a sound.

Back on the second floor of the small loft, Xu Qingmo lay on the bed, and Meng Qinglou was lying on her chest, panting.

"Do you really want to save Susu?" Meng Qinglou said.

"How about you?" Xu Qingmo asked.

"My disciple, I will definitely save it, even if it is turned upside down, the sword heart faction, the big deal is to fight it out and fight with the sword old man!" Meng Qinglou seriously said.

Xu Qingmo patted her ass: "Rest assured, this kind of thing is not up to you."

Meng Qinglou shook her head: "You are not the old man of the sword."

"You are not even my opponent, who was crying and begging for mercy just now, and I asked her to call her dad, and she all yelled." Xu Qingmo smiled.

"Then you are not his opponent." Meng Qinglou said, then hesitated, "but if you unlock the seal"

Xu Qingmo squeezed his hand: "You only know what I want to say."

Meng Qinglou raised his head and stared at Xu Qingmo's eyes: "You must help me save souls."

"You don't need to say this, your big disciple is fine with me." Xu Qingmo smiled.

"Well, how are you and her?" Meng Qinglou smiled. "I'm not worried about this at all. If you have the ability, you can go grab it with Mei Mei."

Xu Qingmo froze, Meimei? What kind of ghost, is it possible that Yue Lingsu has a good one, remembering that before, the two people of the Jianxin faction enjoyed the side of Yue Lingsu with a plum girl, and Mei Mei mentioned by Meng Qinglou is her ?

But isn't it a heroine?

Xu Qingmo didn't understand for a while, but Meng Qinglou didn't explain much, but said: "Unlocking the bell must be tied to the bell person. Unlocking the seal is not your own business. It is you who seal me, so you have to unlock the seal I need to cooperate with you, not you just mess around like a mad cow. "

"That's the way it is." Xu Qingmo sat up, held the soft dream building up in her arms, stretched out her hands and continued to knead carefully: "Talk."

"It depends on your performance." Meng Qinglou in his arms grinned,

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